~*~Penni's POV~*~
“We should get out the kitchen” I breathed, as Slender pulled away from my now swollen lips.
“Are you tired, my dear?” He asked, concern filling his voice. I was far from tired.
“No! I just want to continue somewhere more… private. Something tells me someone will walk in and… yeah…” I mumbled the end of the sentence, as he tightened his grip on me and teleported us to our bedroom.
“Is the better, Little Bird?”
I smiled, “It’s been a while since you’ve called me that.”
“I am aware. I’ve missed that nickname quite a bit actually. It was the first I gave you.”
“I remember very well. We’ve come quite far since then.”
“Yes. Yes we have.” He said and kissed me again.
That kiss filled with more need than the others. I eagerly kissed him back with just as much need. He slowly pushed me down against the bed, as I allowed his tongue into the kiss. I gripped his jacket, pulling him closer to me as I lay across the bed.
*Start of lemon/smut*
I felt his cold hands move up my shirt before ripping the fabric off, not even bothering to take it off. I pulled his jacket down and he shrugged it off. As his tongue continued to dance in my mouth I grabbed it with my teeth, sliding them down the tasteful appendage. He groaned, rolling his hips onto mine.
“Fuck,” He said, breaking the kiss again. “My dear, are you sure? Once I start there’s no way in Hell I’ll be able to stop.”
“Y-yes. I’m sure.” I panted.
His kisses trailed down my neck until he got to my collar bone. I moaned when he found my sweet spot and began sucking. He then bit down and I gasped in delight, buckling my hips to meet his. He groaned and started sucking harder. I pulled the sheets just as hard, already tired of his torturing pleasures.
He then started making his way back up my neck as I undid his blood red tie, throwing it God knows where in the room. I moved down to unbuttoning his final white collared shirt. He continued to trail up my neck and up to the tip of my ear, biting it softly as I moaned and buckled my hips again.
I continued to unbutton his shirt until he could shrug it off. I ran my small hands up and down his toned chest. He lifted me enough to unclasp my bra and throw it with the rest of the worthless fabrics already on the floor.
He looked down at me. “So perfect.” He mumbled, before roughly kissing me again. I eagerly kissed back, and as the kiss deepened he began grinding on me, his kisses synchronized with his grinding. I felt his cold hands move up my bare sides, making their way up to my breasts. Gently, he began massaging them.
My hands traced back down his torso, stopping at his pants. My shaking hands slowly unbuttoned his pants, while his kisses reassured me. I slid them down far enough to where he could simply push them off. We were both left in our underwear.
His hands moved down from my breasts, sliding down my slides and slipping his thumbs into the sides the black panties. Without the slightest of hesitation, he pulled one of the only two layers separating us. Gaining courage, I did the same to his boxers.
Without a word he pulled my legs apart and quickly thrust inside me. I winced at the pain, despite the fact I was expecting it.
Slender stopped kissing me, looking down at me concerned. “Are you okay?”
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Beautifully Cursed (Slender Man)
RomanceHe wants love. For centuries that's all he's wanted. But who in their right mind would love Slender Man. He's now long let all hope of love go. Until a young girl moves in the house at the end of the street. He tries to make her his victim, but can'...
