Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Jeff The Killer

I seem to be smiling at you, gesturing for you to reach into BEN Drowned's hat and take an item. You reach inside boldly, grasp the first object that meets your fingertips, and then yank it out. You overlook the item in your hand, flipping it over to observe it. You flick it open, revealing a small, but vicious blade. This is obviously a pocket knife. You don't have much time to think about the object before a snatch you up from your seat between BEN Drowned and Masky. You allow me to pull you across the room, tugging you towards a closest. "You got the pocket knife, so you'll be enjoying a little time with a special someone." I say to you as I guide you across the room. "Seven minutes!" I suddenly push you inside the closest and slam the door closed behind you. You twitch as you hear a lock. "Time starts now!"

"Ouch! Damn it! What am I touching?" you hiss, feeling a warm liquid on your hand. Your hand is placed on the ground, but you can feel a blade against it, a blade which effectively sliced open your skin when I forced you into the closet. "Damn it! My hand is covered in blood."

There is a dark laughter, then a voice responds, "That's my bad. Winged didn't take the knife away from me when she told me we were playing this game." The voice pauses, you are already aware that it belongs to Jeff, and then he adds, "I didn't mean for you to land on it."

You try to hide a hiss of pain as you lift your hand, but it's a little difficult to do. You swear once more darkly, then lift up your hand. Blood dribbles down your fingers and on to the floor. Before you can react, Jeff grabs your wrist, the wrist connected to the bleeding hand. You shiver a little as you feel his tongue on your hand, gently lapping up the blood that flows from your wound. At first it feels rather strange, but then you release a cat-like purr, thoroughly enjoying it.

"That should get the worst of it." says Jeff as he licks your hand one final time. He draws back, but only for a moment. Then you shiver once more as you feel his tongue on your cheek. "Sad thing too, because I was rather enjoying it."

You push your hands against Jeff's chest, knowing that you're still going to get some blood on his white hoodie. Luckily, he doesn't seem to care. You can make him out in the darkness, smiling cheekily at you. "This game doesn't last long." you say softly. "We shouldn't waste time."

You gasp as you feel Jeff's nose touching yours, his piercing eyes staring into yours. He says, "Indeed so." Before you can react, Jeff pushes his lips against yours. You don't hesitate in the slightest. As Jeff's tongue attempts to explore the inside of your mouth, you do the same thing. As you kiss Jeff, you melt into his embrace, your bodies pressed together as you share a powerful kiss. It seems to last forever and you are so excited that you never want it to end, ever.

Without warning, the door flies open and I appear in the doorway, crying, "Time!" You look up from your kiss with Jeff, glaring at me. "Wait, why is there blood everywhere?" I inquire uncertainly. "What are you two doing in here?"

You drop to the ground as Jeff rises to his feet, glancing up as he approaches me. I take a step back from Jeff as he barks, "Little busy in here! Come back in an hour or so." I then gasp as Jeff yanks the door shut, barring me out. He then hovers over you on all fours and asks with a purr, "Want to keep going?" You only need to nod as Jeff leans in to kiss you once more.