Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

~When He Gets a Boner~

Author's Note:

I have no clue who suggested this so... I'm so sorry. T.T Dedicated to whoever suggested this.

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Jeff the Killer

You and Jeff were in bed, Jeff awkwardly trying to moving his hips from you while you slept. He still have his arm draped around you but due to your guys' position, there was no comfortable way to continue cuddling you. He cursed under his breath, which woke you up.

"Babe?" You asked groggily, "You okay?"

"Um..." Jeff muttered.

You scooted closer to him, still half asleep. Your butt was poked and you were immediately awake. Your eyelids sprang open, "Jeff?"

Jeff rolled off the bed, "Why don't you go make breakfast or something?"

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Slenderman

"Starling, could you... Er... Put on a shirt?" Slenderman asked, covering his hips while awkwardly leaning against the door frame, "I know it's hot, but... No shirt, no sleeping for either of us..."

"Sexist! You always sleep without a shirt!" You hissed, sprawled out on the bed. You were only wearing underwear/panties/whatever you call them, so you were practically naked.

Slenderman groaned, "Please, dear... A shirt!"

You glanced at him, noticing his awkward stance, "Oh my god... Slender, do you have a-"

"Starling, get a shirt... Now..." His voice was low, almost threatening. You obediently got up and slipped on a shirt, allowing Slenderman to go off and cool down.

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Eyeless Jack

You had just gone for a five mile jog with a couple friends, so you'd just got back and were stretching your tired muscles. You did a hamstring and moaned a bit.

Jack came into the room about that time, eating a kidney sandwich for lunch. He heard you moan, which kind of turned him on, "Babe?"

"What?" You asked, bent over as you stretched more muscles. Your voice was kind of breathy and borderline groaning.

Jack frowned behind his mask, "Shit..." his hands were a bit occupied so he couldn't hide the bulge in his pants.

You straightened yourself, "Seriously? My sounds turn you on?"

Jack nodded, "It's... Sexy..."

"Okay, psycho," You brushed passed him to continue your stretching elsewhere.