Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

BEN DROWNED

Out of the bag you pull a game shark. Your heart beat raises as you excitedly squeal, "Oh shit! I haven't seen one of these since I was a kid!" You couldn't help but laugh remembering spawning ridiculous amounts of enemies in some of your favorite PlayStation one games. Suddenly, a pale hand snatched the game shark from your grasp as you saw the blonde boy enter the closet willingly, a gameboy in hand. You slightly scoff, mumbling, "Well, I know how these next seven minutes are gonna go."
Maria laughs after hearing your comment. "You're probably right but, it's the game so get in there." Before you say anything more, she is pushing you into the dark closet. As soon as the door shuts you notice the tiny light coming from the wall, illuminating the blonde boys face, as well as part of his green shirt and hat. You giggle, seeing him so focused on the screen.
Without looking away from the screen, he addresses your laugh, "Something funny?"
"Nah," You say nonchalantly as you walk over to sit next to him, "What are you playing?"
"Castlevania: The Adventure, I'll get to the other game after this level."
You raise a brow, 'He brought another game in here?' You lean back against the wall and watch as Christopher Belmont whipped his enemies to death. He's quick to reach the Death Bat, the third boss in the game, and surprisingly defeat it extremely quickly. Ben let out an annoyed scoff as he turned off the gameboy, dropping it to his side. You look at him curiously, "I thought you were going to play another game?"
"I am." He says with a seductive voice. Before you can question him, he pulls you onto his lap your thighs on either side of him.
You feel your cheeks heat up, as he pulls you closer to him, "B-ben!"
He smirks and kisses your neck, "I'm pretty new to this game... Let me try to figure out the controls..." Before you have the chance to object, Ben's hands slip under your shirt, gently caressing your sides up to your breasts. He gently squeezes them, causing you to let out a small moan. His mouth curls into a smirk, "I take it I'm pretty good already."
You look into his eyes, biting your lip, "Let me show you how to play it, noob." His brow furrows, obviously offended by the word. But, as you see him part his lips, you press yours against them, slipping your tongue in the small gap. You notice him tense up, but just for a moment until he begins kissing you back, twisting your tongues together. His hands travel up your back, quickly and skillfully unclasping your bra. As he is pulling the straps off of your arms, you notice you're loosing balance. You let out a small yelp as your back thuds against the cold wooden floor. In less than a moment, a bare chested Ben presses against you. You raise your brow quizzically, "Did your shirt evaporate off of you or something?"
He chuckles, slipping his hands over your breasts once again, and says in a cocky tone ,"What can I say? Gamers are good with their hands." He pressed his lips once again on yours, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Suddenly, you feel his pelvis pinning you to the ground, making the bulge in his pants well known. You moan into his mouth as he begins to grind back and forth on you. Your cheeks burn, you can't believe the guy you've been eyeing all night is on top on you. Just as you begin to lose breath, Ben starts kissing down to your jaw, leaving you time to refill your lungs. As he reaches your neck, he bites down hard, sucking and biting at your skin. You bite your lip, trying to suppress your moans, but you find it impossible, they escape your throat... loudly. This seems to excite him, he licks up your neck to your ear. He gently starts nibbling on it.
"Are Ben and [y/n] f*cking?!" A loud male voice called through the door, obviously trying to grab both of your attention. Ben smirked and started moaning extremely loud. You giggled and began to join in with him. Playfully "Ew"s came through the door as it began to creak open. Ben quickly gets off of you and snatches your bra from the floor, putting it on himself. You raise a brow at him, What the hell is that weirdo doing? You quickly hop up from the floor, thankful he left your shirt on this whole time as you follow Ben from the room.
"Now what would make you think we f*cked?" He struts across the room, as if modeling the bra. Everyone cheering and whistling as he winks at you. Your cheeks heat up as you wrap your arms around you chest. He smiles and picks you off of your feet and brings you over to the tv, setting you in his lap. You glare at him, about to scold him to give you back your bra now that he's embarrassed you. But, before you could he smirks and kisses you, "Don't be a spoony bard, babe." You blush at him calling you that and you want to be angry, but couldn't help but laugh at the final fantasy two reference. He nuzzles your neck before handing you a controller, "Play mortal combat with me."
You smirk and put on your game face, "Bring it, shrimp." As the game starts you're still curious as to when you'll get your bra back, or when he'll take it off, but you figure it can wait until after a few rounds of whoop ass!