Slenderman x Zackary
Zackary is a trans man, also a longtime Proxy of the Slenderman.. So what happens when stress relieving favours bloom into something more between Zack and the Slenderman?
What happens when other Proxies start eying Zack, and make the Slenderman angry?
What happens when the Slenderman does something about it?
TWs; blood is very much described and talked abt in a portion of this fic:: i dont think there are any others, lmk if you think any more should be added
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It was a bad idea, running into the closed school. Too many windows. And they were big. Too big, big enough for it to see where he ran. But, he ran in there anyway.
He was very out of breath. His throat stung when he inhaled. And his legs felt like numb jelly.
He was gasping so hard he was wheezing, his chest hurt as it expanded, and his lungs burned.
He ran into what looked to be the shop classroom.
He ran into the teacher's office, finding what appeared to be a secondary storage room. There were plenty of shelves that would suffice in hiding him.
So he hobbled in, his legs so numb after running for so long. He leaned against one of the shelves, clutching his aching chest in a tight hug around himself, in an attempt to help himself stabilize his breathing.
It wasn't long before he froze, suddenly breathing quietly. Listening.
N..no.. He couldn't be here already could he?
He heard loud echoing clacks of heeled shoes against the hard laminate floor of the school. The longer pauses between each clack bringing a tense feeling to his body.
They were getting closer, and louder.
Sweat was dripping of the man's forehead.
He tried to steady his breathing, but after running for as long and hard as he did, it didn't do much. His heart was still pounding, and with the added apprehension of the clacking footsteps, it was almost unbearably loud, beating in his ears.
Maybe he didnt see where I went in the school.
Maybe he didnt see which direction I chose to run.
Maybe he didnt see which classroom I chose.
Maybe-
His thoughts were interrupted by the crash of the door being ripped off its hinges and thrown across the 30ft wide room. The door made an impression on the wall.
There was silence.
Then muffled footsteps.
Someone was walking around the room.
The panicking man could hear pauses as the other roamed the space.
But that panic only multiplied when he heard the others footsteps come closer and closer to the teacher's office.
And closer and closer to his hiding spot.
The floor in the storage area was not carpeted, so to the tired man's horror, the clacks began again, only this time they were very, very loud.
And very, very close.
The shelf behind him was suddenly yanked away, startling him, making him spin around and back himself against the wall.
He shrunk.
He had been found.
The tall, pale man stood there. Stiff. He was tense.
The tinier man was grabbed and yanked away from the wall, whimpering pathetically as he tried fighting the iron grip the Eldritch had on his wrists, only to be harshly manhandled and slammed onto a desk, a groan of pain audible as he seemingly gave up.
All the running he did completely drained him, he didn't have the energy to fight.
However, he did have the energy to speak.
"F..ck... Please- B..boss-"
He was cut off.
"The recent advancements of your relationship with Jeff are unacceptable, Zack.."
"Wh-wha-"
Zack's crotch was grabbed, the Pale Man's rough palm rubbing against Zack's cunt through his pants roughly, causing a moan to interrupt himself.
The Man leaned down till his blank, hollow face was against Zack's ear; "This is Mine, Zack. Not Jeff's, not Masky's... Not Toby's.. And not.. Hoodie's..... Mine..."
Zack whined at the feeling of the Pale Man's hand palming him, hand dragging along his hot cunt, pressing the rough texture of his boxers against it.
"There are some... Wayward students here.. Zack.. Would be a shame if they heard you.. No?"
Zack loudly moaned, leaning his head back at the Tall Man's touch.
"Jeez... Barely touching you much and you're already moaning like a pornstar.... What a little slut you are..."
Zack's body trembled. He squeaked a small whimper, and the Slenderman saw the way his throat quivered.
Zack blushed darker, his lips drawing into a pout, and eyes trembling as he heard the sound of the Slenderman's mouth ripping open, soon followed by a seethe through his teeth and a whimper, a reaction to feeling a long, wet, smooth tongue gliding over his skin.
The Slenderman's tongue, and mouth, traveled up to Zack's chin, the Pale Creature drawing his tongue back into his mouth enough to close his jagged lips around an area of Zack's neck to suck on, leaving behind a dark bruise and saliva.
Zack let out a staggered moan, his arms giving out, completely pinned to that desk by the Slenderman's much bigger body.
Zack shuddered, his thighs now shaking and body growing hot feeling the Slenderman grind roughly against him, rubbing its rock hard boner against his clothed sex.
Zack's hands were now weakly holding onto the Slenderman's arms, his hands trembling, showing how weak he was currently.
Zack quickly arched his back feeling the Slenderman rub against his clit, squeaking at the sudden spike in pleasure.
"B..bosss-"
A pale hand covered Zack's mouth.
"Ah, ah, ah. My name... Zack.. Use My name..", the Slenderman growled huskily into Zack's ear, finding joy at Zack's reaction to his heated dominance.
"Js... Jst please be gentle.... Pleeease..."
"Aahh...", the Slendermam chuckled, "That's were you are getting the wroooong idea Zack... This is a punishment for you, not a reward.."
Zack shuddered, inwardly cursing at his predicament.
"Did.. Didn't do nuthinnn..", Zack whimpered.
The Slenderman's pulsing tentacles found their way to hold Zack's limbs, pinning his arms above his head loosely, and holding his thighs apart.
Zack whined, the touch of the Slenderman's rough hands against him felt like fire against his skin, the Slenderman using his bigger hands to easily slide Zack's clothes off of his body, his smooth hands hovering over two of the biggest of many scars covering Zack's body, tracing their jagged shapes delicately.
"Ooohhhh, but you did do something.... You don't think I haven't noticed how you behave with Jeff? Masky? Hoodie? Toby...??"
"DidnNn't mean nUthinn!", Zack's body was being gripped and held in all the right ways. Damn Him...
"Oh hush, you know who you belong to.. At least I'd think you would..."
"I-I dooo!"
"Prove it then, sing My name with your pretty voice of pleasure.."
Zack yelped a moan feeling the tips of the Slenderman's two slick cocks slip easily into his pulsing, begging sex and clenched asshole.
"W-wait! 'M-m not read-", Zack gasped, arching his back, his breathe catching in his throat as the Slenderman slid both all the way in, only stopping till he couldn't push them in any further.
The Slenderman was holding Zack's thighs, keeping his legs spread and wrapped around his waist, perfectly exposing Zack's satisfying sex.
The Tall Being shuddered, his grip on Zack's thighs momentarily tightening, a deep groan vibrating his throat, his hard shafts pulsing. Zack was so tight, and he squeezed even tighter at the intrusions.
Zack was breathing fast and hard, breathlessly pleading for mercy.
The Slenderman was not giving him any.
The Slenderman pulled himself out till only the tips remained, pausing for a moment to watch Zack's holes clench around them, then pushing back in, relishing in the loud, lewd, staggered moan Zack gave.
The Slenderman repeated the slow motion, his prehensile shafts shuddering within Zack's warm tunnels; one gummy and velvety soft, stretching to accomadate his comparatively large size, and the other quivering and tight, but both sucking him back in.
The Slenderman chuckled.
"Aww, you're sucking me back in Zack.. How cute"
"Bu-haAaa, pl-pleaAse, nuhh.."
The Slenderman leaned down, his dicks pressing down into Zack's tunnels, earning a sultry moan. His blank and hollow face pressed into Zack's neck, Zack shivering at the exposure to such a tender peice of himself to the Slenderman's teeth, "Say My name.. Zack."
As Zack spoke it, the Slenderman pulled out and thrust hard back inside Zack's heated and warm sex.
"S..SlendermAaAAAAaaNNnn... Nn-nnnhhhh!!"
The Pale Man's breath shuddered, "That's more like it Zackary.."
The Slenderman rolled his hips against Zack's, his large hands gripping the smaller's thighs tighter.
Zack moaned deeply at the softer intrusion.
"Even after all these moments like this.... You are still so, so tight. So wet... So good...", the Slenderman's deep, baritone voice seemed to echo to Zack.
"Pl.. please-"
Zack gasped, arching his back, grimacing, feeling the Slenderman's cocks slide out then back inside him again.
Zack exhaled shakily, shaking, tears of pleasure fell from his eyes. He struggled in the hold of the Slenderman's tentacles to free a hand, grabbing one of the Slenderman's roaming hands by the wrist, weakily holding it. His hold was shakey, and he whined at the places the Slenderman touched, and squeezed, and rubbed.
The Slenderman traced his long, clawed fingers along Zack's shapely body. He had muscles, visible, but not overly so, and he had curves, curves that outlined the best parts of his body, from his built pecs to his plush ass.
The Slenderman never once had its mind empty of dark thoughts of breaking Zack's soft, soft skin with his sharp, sharp teeth; thoughts of him gliding a hand up Zack's thigh, teasing his entrances with his fingers, biting the soft, tender flesh of Zack's inner thigh, relishing the pop of sweet copper as his teeth broke Zack's flesh.
Maybe now wouldn't be such a bad time to satiate those thoughts.
The Slenderman leaned down again, rolling his hips against Zack's as he did, driving his twitching cocks deeper into Zack, relishing in the punished moan Zack eminated, and pressed his face to Zack's neck again.
The rush of blood the Slenderman could smell coursing through Zack's neck made him groan, rolling his hips rougher into Zack.
"EAhhh-AhHhh.. S.. slendermaAan... pl..pleasssee..."
The Slenderman loved hearing Zack plead. He loved making Zack break down into a babbling mess of tears, sweat, and cum. He's done it before. He loved the sight.
The Slenderman cat-licked Zack's neck, sucking on the spot his tongue lapped over. He sucked a deep bruise there, his cocks twitching at such a mark on Zack.
Zack whimpered at the movement inside him.
Zack was breathing fast, his breathes short and quick, his chest rising and falling in sync with his rushed breathes. Zack's tunnels suddenly squeezed, hard.
Zack threw his head back, his back arching up into the Slenderman's chest, moaning at the blinding pleasure of his small sex and tight ass squeezing such big fillers, the feeling made his vision darken and white spots appear to blind him.
The Slenderman groaned, shivering at Zack's warm insides sudden squeeze.
The Slenderman tenderly kissed Zack's neck, then pressed his jagged lips deeper against Zack's skin, his hands and tentacles twitching in reaction to Zack's whiney whimpers.
The Slenderman nuzzled his mouth harder against Zack's neck, pushing his head to the side, exposing his tender, juicy neck further.
The Slenderman couldn't help itself any longer.
Its mouth ripped open again, sharp, jagged teeth exposed, and sunk them in.
The taste of Zack's skin against his tongue was phenomenal, tasting of a juicy tender meat fat, soft, so soft, his skin was fair, easy to break.
And his blood.
Ohhhh, his blood.
It was sweet. So sweet. But savory.
The Slenderman groaned as he withdrew his teeth from Zack's neck, the deep growly sound filling the room, making Zack shudder and whine, more tears covered his precious face from the searing pain of the bite.
The Slenderman lached its mouth onto the seeping wound, sucking the smeared blood from Zack's skin, sucking more out of the broken holes in his skin.
Zack's blood was flavorful, sweet, hints of copper. It tasted like heaven.
The Slenderman growled, needing more, and he bit more wounds into Zack's neck, sucking out more and more of his delicious red ichor.
Zack was squirming, whimpering and crying, pleading underneath the Pale Man, his arms and hands now weakly folded in between their bodies, feebily pushing at the Tall Man's shoulders.
His back went limp, a long, drawly moan escaping Zack's open mouth, arms growing suddenly numb as the Slenderman rolled its hips against him again, and this time, it didn't stop.
"W...wait.. b-bo... slendermaAAnn.. Pl.. PleEease.. Please..."
Zack's plead being interrupted by pitched gasps and sultry moans only spurred the Tall Man to not stop.
The Slenderman's hands traveled back down, one grabbing Zack's thigh, keeping that leg wrapped around its waist, and the other traveled further down, down.
The Slenderman gently rubbed Zack's clit, Zack flinching his back into an arch, again pressing himself harder against the Slenderman, a loud moan filling the room.
Through his sex-numbed state, Zack felt the Slenderman glance to the door.... Shit..
The Pale Being chuckled.
"Seems you drew attention to our room, Zackary..."
The Slenderman grabbed Zack's chin, making his cheeks bunch, and forced his head to turn towards the door, a group of four horrified junior-high students, mainly trained on the Slenderman, gawking at the door.
It wasn't long before they all turned tail and fled.
The Being chuckled again.
"Imagine if they were your little sex friends.. Hmm?"
"Th... tThe-eIR n..noOOoot.. M-mmy se-ex... Budd-dies... p-pleEease... slEndeerrrmaaaaann.. please..."
The Slenderman hadn't halted his rythmic movements, rolling his hips against Zack's in perfect, languid stokes, his long girths pulsing with each squeeze and saultry moan.
The Slenderman's snowy face was now smeared with Zack's blood, his tongue and mouth eagerly sucking up any droplets that dare stray.
After placing a few more marks of greed onto Zack, the Tall Being straightened itself, still not halting its movements against Zack, looming over his work so far.
And oh, what a sight Zackary was.
He was crying. Fat, wet tears streamed down his cheeks, his mouth, a neverending stream of moans and whines fled from his lips, his head was angled to show the red and angry bite marks and dark hickeys, he was sweaty, and his pinned arms framed his face perfectly.
His cunt was red and puffy, probably getting sore from the Pale Man's abuse, and his ass was gaping around the Slenderman's longer shaft.
The titanium grip it had on Zack's thigh would certainly leave bruises. Deep ones too.
The Tall Man groaned lowly. The sight of Zack so lewd, it made the breath catch in its throat.
The Pale Being grabbed Zack's other thigh, again gripping it with an almost bone-shattering strength, making Zack yelp, before wrapping it too around its waist.
Zack felt the Slenderman start to thrust harder, still keeping the pace it had.
Zack startled, moany whimpers and pitched gasps flying from his lips. His back arched, only prompting his mushy, gushy, sensitive spot to be rammed into, prompting louder moan. The Slenderman's dicks were subsequently pounding into both good spots inside Zack, causing him to squirm.
More tears fell from his eyes, experiencing too much all at once to use his words, he tried using his lidded eyes to tell the Slenderman it was too much, way too much; the Slenderman was thrusting into Zack at such depths that his tip rubbing against Zack's cervix, demanding to enter a sacred part of him.
The Being chuckled, "Aww.... So adorable... So cute.."
The Tall Man wrapped a tentacle around Zack's thigh, replacing his hand so he could use it to stroke Zack's face, smearing tears and sweat over his cheek.
"You've taken much more from me, Zackary.. Why is this time any different, hmm?"
The Slenderman started speeding up, now adopting a consistently brutal pace, fast and hard, as he continued giving Zack his punishment.
Zack's voiced cracked, his throat growing sore from just how taxing it all was on his body.
"You know this us your punishment, Zackary. Why did you think I would be easy on you?"
The Tall Man grabbed Zack's waist, twisting Zack against him, allowing his ribbed shafts to rub and slam against sensitive, sensitive areas, resulting in Zack practically screaming from how grueling the pleasure was, the pleasure erupting into flames across his body as the Slenderman bred him dumb.
The Slenderman watched how their bodies connected; Zack's cunt throbbing and pulsing whenever its entrance was met with the base of his cock, his ass quivering and repeatedly clamped around his other one. Zack's ass would shake with every impact.
And his face, oh how entrancing his face was.
Zack's eyes were closed, his brows furrowed, and mouth constantly open as moans and whines left him, tears still streamed from his eyes, trailing down his cheeks, framing them, and his neck trembled as the muscles worked his beautiful song of pleasure.
Zack had gone way past the ability to speak, trying to ended up in him nonsensically babbling, even trying to say the Slenderman's name proved futile.
Zack was gasping, his hands had been let go, a hand weakily reaching to grab the wrist of the hand that was splayed on his chest, the subtle mounds of the connections of the fingers to the rest rubbing against his nipples.
Zack's eyes flutered open, his back arching again, slowly, as he felt his first orgasm of the night form.
The Slenderman groaned, his body tingled, as Zack's cunt fluttered around him. The velvety walls squeezing his length felt like heaven, his breath turned shakey as he exhaled.
"Awww, is cute lil Zackary gonna cum? Hmm?"
His other hand was replaced by another strong, thick tentacles to hold Zack's other thigh, and he used his now free hand to play with Zack's clit.
Zack flinched in the Tall Being's grasp, the next few moans staggering and breathy as his clit too was being toyed with now.
Zack tried meakly begging, begging for mercy, but his voice couldn't form the words, them being lost in the sea of moans and whines that instead spilled from his mouth.
The Slenderman groaned, leaning down to try and thrust deeper into Zack, to see a bigger bulge in the poor man's belly, his primal urges to breed Zack full taking their hold.
"Fuuuck... Look at you.."
The hand splayed out on Zack's chest moved to ruffle his hair, dragging the long fingers along his scalp, making shivers shake him.
"So, so fucked out... Nhh... Fuck..."
It felt so good when Zack squeezed him. But it felt even better when Zack fluttered around him, his back arching more and his body spasming as an orgasm racked his body with such warm pleasure.
Zack moaned high and loud through his orgasm, the noise possibly being heard past the commons area.
The desk was groaning now, being pushed and shoved in ways it shouldn't be, the hinges squealing as the table leaned and shook.
Whatever was on it when the Pale Man started his punishing exchange of love with Zack has now called the floor its new temporary home.
Despite Zack squirming and trying to lessen the onslaught, the Pale Being continued his breathtaking rythm and did not falter in his strength, continuously drilling his long and girthy ribbed shafts into Zack's velevety and tight walls, both of his holes red and puffy, sore and abused beyond their limit.
The Slenderman so punishing and animalistic in his movements it made Zack's slick mess leak out of himself.
Zack's moans were dying down into whimpers, his sobs and chokes as breath caught in his throat where more noticeable, those now filling the room more than his moans.
Zack let out a shakey moan, his head swiveled, his body cringing as a second orgasm snapped, his back arching again, this time, the Slenderman trailed a hand along Zack's arched stomach and chest, shuddering at the large bulge he made as he thrust in, the clawed fingers on his hands twitching as they wrapped loosely around Zack's neck.
The Slenderman shuddered, head bowed as he got rougher, his thrusts only just beginning to get sloppy.
He shuddered at the sloshing squelches their bodies made when they connected, his dicks covered in Zack's cum, so much more of it trapped inside as the Slenderman's dicks both swelled bigger, not hugely so, making Zack absolutely loose it.
Despite his hurting, burning, dry throat Zack made such loud moans they seemed to echo into the commons, his voice strained and shakey, his body just given up and gone limp from the Pale Man's brutal punishment.
The Slenderman grunted, a growl making Zack flinch before he started yanking Zack's hips back to meet with his as he neared his own high.
Zack, choked and sobbed through a fourth orgasm, the blinding white stars still there as he felt both of the Slenderman's alien dicks twitch and throb.
"Uugh... Take them..."
The Slenderman released, his hot, thick, silky gray cum filling Zack in long, thick ropes, so much it started spilling before he was done.
Zack strangled a whine as a lump traveled along the Slenderman's swelled dicks still drilling into him to prevent anymore spillage.
The lump being eggs, now being released with the Pale Being's seed.
"Take them all." The Pale Man growled.
The Slenderman savagely rode out his high, only slowing when he felt his load lighten.
The Pale Being heaved, one last large load spilling into Zack before he stopped, his grip tightening ever more for a moment, his hold on Zack shaking.
He sighed, staring down at the abused man below him. The crying, gasping, sweaty, bruised, bitten man below him.
Zack's eyes fluttered open as he felt the Tall Being's hand stroke his cheek, rubbing it with his thumb before flitting through his messy, sweaty hair.
"You were a very good boy, Zackary.."
Zack whimpered.
"Very, very good boy.."
The Slenderman kissed Zack's cheek, Zack moving his head to look into the Pale Being's hollow sockets.
They shared a passionate kiss, their rubbing movements against each other making Zack moan meekly and gasp, pained whimpers shaking his throat, feeling the Slenderman's cocks move inside him, leaving his mouth open.
The Pale Man took the opportunity to shove his thick, wide tongues into Zack's mouth, their kiss deepening.
The Tall Man's large, powerful hands held Zack's shoulders, occasionally rubbing along his arms and sliding down his sides, tracing his hips when they traveled down, one finally resting on Zack's head so the kiss could be deepened further.
When they unconnected, both were out of breath, Zack moreso than the Pale Man.
"Now," the Slenderman pulled himself out, slowly, lining up plugs to keep anything from spilling.
Zack let out a heavy breath feeling the plugs being inserted, feeling his sore holes flutter around the specially made plugs as they shifted to better fit Zack.
"you better do something about Those Four, or I will.."
Zack tiredly whimpered, as they shared another kiss.
"Or I will."
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