You had just gotten all comfortable under your blanket and was about to drift off into sleep when you felt the bed shift around you. You sighed.
"What, Liu?"
You begged Slender for a room mate so you wouldn't be lonely. Yes, you were one of the newest to the Creepypasta family. Your "boss" had you bunk with Liu, in his personal cabin.
Homicidal Liu was friendly when Sully wasn't out.
"(Y/n), please. Sully's been riding me hard about it."
You rolled onto your back, opened your eyes, and looked into his green eyes. You saw desperation there.
You sighed again. "Let him out. I need to tell him something."
"You rang?" Sully asked, smirking.
"If we do this, leave Liu alone for awhile after."
"Hmm." Sully looked into your (e/c) eyes. "Fine. Deal."
"Let Liu back out please."
Liu, at least you thought it was, leaned forward and kissed your lips softly. You kissed him back. His tongue brushed your bottom lip. You refused to allow him entrance. He playfully growled into the kiss. He broke it, pulling your blankets off of your warm body. Your tshirt was thrown onto your bedroom floor. You weren't wearing a bra, so he immediately started sucking on nip while massaging the other.
"Liu!" You moaned out.
"That's my name, (Y/n). Don't wear it out." He started gently nibbling on the soft, sensitive skin of your breasts.
Your response was a soft moan. You looked into his green eyes when he looked up at you. You brought a hand up to the part of his scarf that was around his neck and gripped it gently, then you pulled. It slid off a bit. You pulled and pulled until Liu was scarf-less. He sat up and took off both his black jacket and green T-shirt. He pulled on your wrist, making you sit up.
"Liu..." You traced the stitches running from the left side of his mouth to his jawline.
He wiped at the tears running from your eyes into your cheeks with his thumbs. You didn't even know that you were crying. "Don't."
You lowered your head and traced the long stitch across his chest, his upper left to the lower right near his hip. His breath hitched. Your pajama pants met up with your shirt in a matter of minutes. He started to rub your core through your underwear. You moaned his name loudly.
"L-Liu, pl-please." You stuttered/moaned.
He took off his black jeans and boxer. Your underwear joined the rest of your clothing on the floor. Putting both of your legs over his shoulders and his scarf into your mouth, he entered you. You screamed in pain, the scarf muffling it. His length stretched your walls, making you wince. You pulled his scarf out of your mouth. "Liu, that hurt."
"I'm sorry, (Y/n), but I promise you'll like it soon."
He nuzzled your neck, making you shiver in pleasure. You moaned softly when he bit down on soft spot between your neck and shoulder. You moaned, then felt something brush against you inner thigh. You guessed it was his hand and blushed a dark shade of crimson. Then he started thrusting, starting slow, but gradually picking up the pace. He thrusted in you hard and fast, making you moan loudly. You felt a coil tightening with every thrust.
With how loud you were moaning, you were sure any one or thing out side the cabin could hear you. Liu moaned at your tightness, never stopping the thrusting. The coil in your stomach broke a matter of minutes later, making you moan/scream his name in pleasure. He kept thrusting until he came, filling you with his hot liquid. He stayed over and kissed you all over your face. You laughed loudly.
Liu stopped and pulled out of you, making you moan softly from the loss. Collapsing on your right, he covered his eyes with his arm. You glanced down at his member. He was still hard. After all of that?
You, shakily, crawled over to his cum covered member.
"(Y/n)? What are you-" He cut himself off, moaning, because you took his tip into your mouth. You sucked the tip, then slid your head down his member, spiraling your tongue around it.
"Gah! (Y/n)!" He moaned out. You bobbed your head up and down on his member, going as fast as you could. His hands found your hair and gripped it gently, not wanting to hurt you again.
After about twenty minutes, at least it felt that long, he came in your mouth, moaning your name. Most of the warm, salty liquid went down your throat and a little escaped your mouth, running down your chin. You wiped your face, swallowing the juices and then collapsed next to Liu. He looked at you, panting.
"Thank....you....(Y/n)...."
"No...problem..."
"(Y/n)?" He shifted on to his side.
"Huh?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Liu."
He wrapped an arm around you, bringing you close. You snuggled into his stitch up chest. You both fell asleep, completely bushed.
Six down, Sixteen to go. Unless I learn about more male pastas.
