Your POV
"[Name]..", Jack moans, his grip on my shoulders tightening.
I smirk against his lips, pulling him closer by his waist. He lets out a small whimper, I suppose his back still hurts a little from yesterday. He pulls away from my lips, panting slightly.
"You.. said you were going to be gentle.", he says, glancing at my lips.
I chuckle and slide my hand down his thigh, he's sitting on my lap.
"I'm sorry, darling. You were just really really cute and I couldn't help myself.", I say, pecking his lips.
I can feel his leg shiver slightly as I grab it a little tighter. He connects our lips again, probably getting a little turned on. It's been a few months since we moved in to the 'slender mansion'. He let my Jack stay here too, since he could help me get victims where I want them to go. Since I'm allowed to kill anyone I want as well, and Slenderman will always protect me, when some bitches tried to get my Jack to do some cult shit, I just killed all of them instead. I have a feeling I saved him from something terrible. Suddenly he pulls away from me and rests his forehead on my shoulder, whining.
"I.. I got shy..", he says quietly.
I chuckle and nuzzle my nose against his head.
"Such a cutie.", I whisper.
