7 Minutes in Heaven

A note ?

You hesitantly dove your hand into the top hat, your fingers poking around curiously. It wasn't long before they prodded something odd... something papery. The tip of your thumb and forefinger manage to close around a corner, and you carefully tug the item free from the rest of the trinkets and items inside. Unfortunately, there was a resounding rip, and the only thing you managed to pull out was half a sheet of loose leaf paper. Sheepishly you dig around the recesses of the hat for the second half of the paper, and retrieved it from the very bottom. Surveying the two yellow sheets in your hands, you notice that they were messily scrawled upon in pen. The scribbles resembled nothing close to writing, though. In fact, they all were symbols. Huge circles with an "x" slashed through them marked every inch of the pages, and your hands began to tremble as you recognize the markings. After looking at the pages for some time, Splendorman only confirms your fears.

"Slendy!" He called out, unsure of where his brother resided. Slenderman was hosting the party, after all. He should have been among the guests, at the very least in the same room. You swallowed a yelp when you saw a dark shadow out of the corner of your eye, rapidly growing closer every time you looked. It manifested behind Splendorman.

"Splendor, behind you-!" you choked, rapidly gesturing to the entity behind him. But when he turned around, he didn't jump or panic like you expected. In fact, he gently admonished the individual.

"You shouldn't keep guests waiting-"

"I thought I made it clear that I did not wish to partake this game." Slenderman abruptly cut him off, the annoyance that laced his tone unmistakable. His low voice was intimidating, the sound and quality resembling different voices tied together, like a group people were all saying the same thing. Slenderman's voice was also somehow low and high at the same time, and gruff yet smooth. Overall, it was interesting to say the least, and it had captured your attention and curiosity. It was only a matter of time until it was directed at you:

"Who are you." It was more of a demand to know than a question.

"(Name)." you replied, finishing your sentence with a short cough. You vision went slightly fuzzy as you looked around, and you began to feel your memory go fuzzy as well. "Wait, what were we talking about...?" you mumbled, somewhat dazed. After a moment's confusion, Splendorman realized you were beginning to experience some of the symptoms of Slender sickness. Turning to Slenderman, he spoke:

"Perhaps you should go enjoy the party; I don't think..." he trailed off as he saw his brother begin to shake his head.

"Nonsense. She'll be fine." Slender replied indifferently, pulling you up off the floor with an onyx-hued tentacle. The dark appendage snaked around your wrist and dragged you to the closet, and the both of you left a very apprehensive Splendor behind. Into the space you were pushed, Slender on your heels as he shut the door behind him.

Meanwhile, you were trying to think through the haze that clouded your mind. Where were you again? What were you doing? Your thoughts were interrupted by another wheeze from deep inside your chest, the force of it making you wince. Slenderman... you were alone in a closet with the Slenderman... wait a minute. A loud gasp escapes you while you desperately back yourself up against the wall as far as the small closet would allow in a vain attempt to distance yourself from the creature opposite you. You were alone... in a closet... with Slenderman...

You silently bid your life farewell as you feel his hands extend towards you in the tight space. Bracing yourself, you expected the worst to happen, but was surprised when Slenderman pulled you into an embrace. Unknowingly, you were still clutching the torn sheets of paper, but the halves fluttered to the ground as you stood there, allowing Slender's arms to close around you. It was very strange, the feeling that came over you. Your instincts were screaming at you to run away. But strangely enough, you didn't really mind being hugged by the entity. It was definitely more welcome than what you expected, and much better than what you originally hoped for. And so, the two of you just stood there for a minute, the quiet between the both of you calming.

You weren't sure what came over you, though, when you pressed your lips to where you assumed his mouth to be. It was a quick and gentle kiss, a soft touch to Slender's smooth featureless skin. After you pulled back, you rested your head on his chest, leaving Slender perplexed. He didn't recall that being a symptom of Slender sickness. He could not remember the last time anyone showed him any sort of endearment or affection. Yet, a sort of hunger growled in the back of his mind. He wished for more of it. He needed more of it.

His thin fingers softly tilted your chin upwards, and you heard a slight ripping sound. It was difficult to make out, but you could see a ragged gash, almost. It stretched across his face, forming some sort of odd mouth. Before you could process what was happening, Slenderman's lips connected with yours in a conservative kiss. You flinched, unsure of why you weren't able to move away... or more like why you didn't want to. But you responded to the kiss, intertwining your arms around his neck. It was somewhat difficult to do, though, considering that Slenderman was unbelievably tall. He, however, leaned down slightly, and you were able to pull him closer.

Your lips moved in unison, and you clung to him as the both of you grew more intense. His long arms curved around the small of your back and pressed your smaller frame to him, every dip and curve in your body conforming to his taller form like two puzzle pieces. You felt some air whoosh out of your lungs as you felt your back hit the wall, Slenderman growing progressively rougher. His torn mouth smashed against your lips with a bruising force, his snake-like tongue painting your bottom lip with saliva. It parted your lips and slid inside, tangling with your tongue and massaging it in a most sensual way.

A soft groan makes it's way past you lips as Slenderman's tongue continued to toy with yours, his long hands winding into your hair and securing your head in place while he continued to ravage your mouth. Your breathless moans were all that could be heard in the closet, Slenderman's other hand thumbing the button to your jeans. You squeaked in embarrassment as you felt his fingers dance over your pelvis, kneading your hip bones and making your squirm. Meanwhile, your hands were wandering, rubbing his firm chest and gliding down his stomach. This was such a new thing to you... but you couldn't deny that you liked what was happening. A lot.

Again your hands wound themselves around his neck, trailing down his back and to his sides. You feel your hands accidentally bump into one of his tentacles, and a pleased groan comes from Slenderman. Experimentally you repeated the ministration, to receive the same lustful response. You gripped the appendage, roughly twirling the end in your fist as Slendeman writhed with anticipation. Your mouth kissed his neck, suckling his smooth pale skin, gently licking the blemish left behind.

But you both abruptly halted your actions when you heard the characteristic click of the doorknob. Slenderman swiftly pushed you off of him, his various tentacles righting your clothes and smoothing down your hair as his own two hands fixed his disheveled suit. He managed to withdraw his tentacles just as the door opened, a cautious Splendorman peering inside. When he saw nothing inappropriate, he opened the door wide, and curious partygoers looked in as well. There you and Slender nonchalantly stood, clothes normal. In fact, some would say nothing had happened at all...

If it wasn't for the unmistakeable blush on your face and the wine-colored bruise on Slenderman's neck. Which gained immediate attention from the guests.

Noticing the guest's stare, Slenderman questioningly angled his head to where they all were looking, and hurriedly hid the hickey when he realized it was out for all to see. After some teasing from a couple of people, Slendeman turned back to you.

"We can finish this... after the others have left."