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unikron-kitten-kat · 2 years

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AHHH ITS FINALLY DONE!!!

Please, do enjoy! Motivation and her older twin Ambition were such lazy bitches, and by Zalgo am I glaadd this thing is done!!

(smut under the cut!!)

The Closet Night 1

Slenderman x Male reader

. have no idea what kinks are in here ngl

To say you were embarrassed was an understatement. He was so close.. You could reach out with your hand and touch him. The closet was so small compared to Him. How you got so close was simple, really. Your Boss, the infamous Slenderman, had chosen you to come with him to scout out an old, ramshackle manor on the opposite side of his forest that was rumored to house a potential threat. Well, apparently the rumours were true. Slender had pushed you both into an open closet before closing it quickly. He had sensed a faint presence within the same area as you both, and it wasn't a friendly one. He was so big compared to the tiny wall compartment he loomed over you. His upper arms being above your head, propping himself against the wall didn't help either. Your face was flushed bright red. Your eyes big with embarassment at the position. You hoped staring at the door would be just enough to shield your flushed cheeks.

You are hot. Your backside is squished against the rounded edge of what you assume to be some sort of nightstand or small drawer set. Your arms folded against the top, to keep yourself from bending at very uncomfortable angles. You couldn't help but glance. Fuck, why did Slender have to wear such tight clothes? You could just barely see the roundness of his muscles through his suit jacket, which also flowed with his body. You wanted to touch. To trace along the lines of his muscles the suit marked.

"Is.. Is it gone?"

You cursed inwardly at yourself. The waver in your voice was so obvious, it was painful.

"I do not know, (Name). I cannot even sense its presence much. It was only luck I felt it when I did. Whatever it is, it is impossible for this reality, as it has no soul. If it has no soul, I can't even track it.."

His lower arms lowered, and he placed his hands on either side of the drawers. You noticed him relax a little. You can't. It needs to come off. You desperately, frantically nearly rip your hoodie off your dreadfully hot body. You shuddered with relief. That was much better. You tied your jacket around your.. Shit. No. You tie it so it hopefully isn't visible. Why now? Why now of all times did you have to get a boner? You hope Slender didn't see it.

But oh he did. He certainly did.. Little did you know he made the rumours. He set this up. He set this up because he wanted to be truly alone with you, so he could absolutely ruin you for hours to make up for all those times he hadn't. He has been here before. He saw it, and new it was the perfect place. He found the basement. He saw everything already set up there. All he had to do was swap a few things out and he had the perfect place to toy with you, use you, make those oh so erotic dreams of yours come true. But first...

You inhaled a startled gasp, his leg slipping between yours, rubbing against the embarrassing erection you have. You brought up an arm, to hide your face, and you squeezed your eyes shut in shy want, as his hand crept slowly up your thigh. He squeezed your thigh when his hand rubbed against your crotch. There was no denying what he was doing now. A shiver slithered up your back, shaking your body against his touch. His thin, cold fingers found the button of your pants, undoing it, and dove inside. His palm rubbed your erection through your boxers, from the base to the tip. Your whimpery moans quickly filling the small space. Another hand slithered up your stomach, resting just below your ribs. He traced a line with his finger. His voice rang out, making you shudder so, knowing what he was reffering to.

".. Right about here.. Is where the bump would end... And the bump.. Would be big.." You shuddered, the area he was marking with his finger certainly made it feel big already. It most certainly wouldn't fit.. At least not very easily. You had a feeling he'd make it fit either way..

His fingers, cold, long, with thin claws, traced your muscles. When his hands traveled up, they squeezed your pecs, his thumbs rubbing over you nipples. You whined when his hands left, and he chuckled. "Can't stand my touch leaving you? How whoreful of you~"

You shivered. His touch alone was addicting; burning your skin while sending electric pulses through your body at the same time. Slender pulled your shirt off, pausing after doing so. "This may not be the first time I have seen you shirtless..", He leaned down so his face was almost touching yours, "but I never thought I'd see it off like this..," he trailed off, one hand roaming your body, rubbing and feeling you all over, his head coming to rest in the crook of your neck, "You really should pay attention to your windows.. (Name)..," you shuddered, his voice was low and husky, the idea of him watching you do those things to yourself.. "listening to you get off to me was.. Interesting~" you whimpered, his mouth was open, his tongue wet, he licked and sucked on your neck, his cold breath sending shivers down your spine, making you arch your back into him. Your breathy, shakey moans sounding in his 'ear' sent warm pangs of arousal down to his crotch, which you felt harden against your thigh.

"By the way... There is something I am... Irritated about.."

You keened as another hand dipped back into your pants. His voice was right in your ear, and God was it hot. Even with your shirt off, you were starting to heat up to unbearable temperatures again.

"S.. Slen-" A lower hand covered your mouth.

"I am irritated that you insist on calling me Slender, or Slenderman. I have told you, countless times that my name is Abaddon..", he hissed, rubbing his body against yours, his fourth hand groping your ass as one palmed your erection and the other two roamed your exposed skin, allowing your breathy moans to continue filling the small space, "yet you insist on thinking otherwise.." Fuck it was euphoric whenever you were in trouble with him. The fear always went straight to your crotch.

Something about how helpless you were against him, knowing you could do nothing to fight back against him. Like a predator toying with its prey..

"M' s-sorr..", you gasped loudly and exhaled a breathy moan, your back arching, as a wet, slimey tentacle wrapped around your erection.

"... Oh, you will be Very sorry..", Abaddon's hand swept through your hair, pulling at it when it reached the back of your head. He used his long, thick, tentacle-like toungue to lick from your chest, all the way up to your jaw, a thick trail of saliva left from it. He used the chance of your open mouth from your breathy moan to shove in his tongue and mash your lips together. His tongue was so long it was down your throat. Your lips moved together, and his tongue deliciously ravaged your mouth. The hand gripping your hair keeping your head in place. Did he have more tongues!? Two more smaller tongues wormed their way into your mouth. God you felt like some sort of Xenomorph was making out with you. You couldn't breath. The kiss absolutely draining your lungs, which begged and ached for air. You tried getting him off. It wasn't until you nearly passed out that he withdrew his tongues. You gasped despertely for air, your entire body trembling, and knees buckling, from not only loss of air, but almost passing out too.

".... So weak.." Abaddon's voice rumbled, amused. His words went straight to your dick.

Abaddon used an arm to lift up onto the drawer set to sit you on it. Tentacles found their way to your thighs, spreading them nice and open as more tentacles wrapped around your wrists, pinning your arms above your head. He chuckled at how pretty you looked, sweaty and flustered, spread deliciously for him. He was quick to move in between your legs after admiring you, rubbing his clothed erection against yours. He loved the desperate face you were making, rubbing yourself against in tandem with the movement of his hips against yours. His hands gripped your hips in such a tight grip, making them still. The tentacle wrapped around your erection squeezed before pumping you, moving in other ways to make you feel every inch of its savory touch as it climbed up and down your shaft, the tip of it sending jolts of plessure through your body when it rubbed your tip, smearing the precum beading at your tip.

Finally, Abaddon ripped your pants to shreds, the scraps falling from your unclaimed skin. His upper arms gripped your hips, and his lower hands ghosted over the tender, soft skin of your thighs. Your eyes barely open from the savory friction of the tentacle jacking you off. He brought two fingers to your mouth. He didn't have to say anything, you opening your mouth when they came up. While his fingers were inside your mouth, they played with your tongue, pulling it and just barely scratching it with his claws. His fingers left your mouth with a quite popping sound, a thick trail of your saliva stringing thinner as they left. He slipped you off the drawers, quick to turn you around and bend you over them. His fingers rubbed around the rim of your quivering hole, one finally entering it. It started slow, his other hands exploring your body as he readied you to take him. The tentacle that was wrapped around your aching, precum weeping cock had left, leaving you to whine.

"S..." You gasped as a second and third finger entered your ass, "A-ab-ha~!" His touches were so sensual, his hands squeezed and pressed harder in all the right spots, and the pace of his fingers inside you quickened. "Abaddon, siir, please.." You begged. You needed his touch on your cock. He purred, the sound low and rumbly, sounding more like a growl, but not quite. He pulled his fingers out, reviling in the whimper you made when your hole was no longer filled. You heard shuffling, and your body twitched when a blindfold was placed over your eyes, and a tentacle slipped itself into your mouth. The tentacle in your mouth was also wrapped around your neck. You felt Abaddon's lips on your shoulder. You felt him litter them all over your back. He came back up, this time sucking dark bruises into your skin. The sensations made you shudder. You yelped around the tentacle when you felt his lips on your neck. You whimpered when you felt his warm body move away. You heard quite rustling.

His closed mouth rubbed against your skin again as he rubbed his now exposed chest against your back, his crotch coming to grind against your now aching ass when he rubbed forward. God he felt big.. You gasped around the tentacle in your mouth as a particularly thick one circled your hole. It teased and rubbed a portion of itself up and down your ass, teasing you with its size. More tentacles came to wrap around your legs, keeping them nice and spread for easy access. Muffled broken gasps left your throat as the tentacle slipped its tip in, pulling back out and repeating the process, teasing you more cruely. He was holding you down, you shuddering at the comparison of his hands and your back. He could very easily wrap his fingers around your arms and legs.

You let out a moan of surprise as the tentacle slipped in rather quickly, making you squirm slightly, which in turn made Abaddon tighten his python-grip on you. You let out a slew of broken moans as his tentacle filled you up, your body shaking at the pain and pleasure. When his tentacle filled you enough to cause a noticable bulge in your belly, it stopped. One of Abaddon's four hands wrapped around to rub your stomach. With his mouth, he made you shudder with gentle, and quick kisses to your neck, speckling them everywhere, even trailing them down to your shoulder blades. The one hand that was pinning you down was the only one not roaming your skin, or squeezing sensitive parts of your body. The tentacle started pulling out, until its slightly thicker tip hitched on your ass, and it then thrust back in. Your stiffled moans were loud as it stretched you, filling you back up. Within a minute or two, it thrusting into you with such a pleasurable rhythm, it had you falling apart quick, with your legs trembling in the pincer-grip of the tentacles wrapped around them, and your moans being loud despite the tentacle stuffing your mouth and throat. The tentacle in your mouth had started thrusting too, thrusting the tip against the back of your throat. A couple tentacles wrapped around your wrists and pulled your arms against your back. Like slimey handcuffs. The tentacle thrusting into your ass speed up as another slithered around your cock. Your moans increased, and you felt his grip increase for a moment.

Oh you have no idea how much Abaddon is enjoying this. Your slightly muffled moans sent tingles through his body, and more hot pangs too his erection. God, it hurt how hard he was, nevermind how hot and fucking tight his pants felt now. He groaned quitely at the pretty scene below him. You shuddered as his demonic yet godly voice rang out, "You look so.. What's the word..?", his mouth tested against your neck again, licking it, and then sucking a deep bruise into your skin, "Delectable? Definetly delicious~" You whimpered at his words, squirming slightly, and groaning as you suddenly felt your orgasm hit you like a train, painting the drawers with your semen. The tentacle that was in your mouth slid itself out, and wrapped around your neck, not enough to suffocate you, but enough to keep you aware of it. He purred, almost growling. Or maybe it was a growl. You heard clinking, and the sound of a zipper. He dug his claws into your hips, and you shivered while whimpered as you felt him rub his length against your ass. You heard what sounded like scrapping. His upper claws were scratching into the top of the drawers.

After wetting your quivering hole with his precum, grinding roughly against your ass, he lined himself up. You let out a squeaky gasp as his tip slid into your ass. You gasped, arching you back, letting out more loud moans as he filled you, even more than his tentacle did. God was he girthy, you let out a whine as he bottomed out, he was just soo long and so big. He stretched you warmly, and his length reached places none of the toys had used on youself ever did. The claws digging into your hips lessened their grip, and his hands then wrapped around your hips as he 'hugged' you. The hands scratching at the drawers grabbed your sides. The base of his cock was pressed cozily against you ass, and you could feel not only the harsh fabric of his pants, but also the soft skin of his balls against your ass. Abaddon buried his head into your neck with a quite groan. "Fuck... Your tight (name)~"

You whimpered at the 'compliment'. After allowing your body to adjust to his size, he leaned upward, leaning on his upper arms which rested on the drawers. He gave an experimental thrust, pulling out slow, then shoving himself back in. As a loud moan left your mouth, Abaddon propped himself up on his hands, his lower ones still gripping your hips. He thrust again and again, albiet slowly. He didn't want to ruin you too quickly after all. After a few minutes of him allowing your body to get used to his size moving in and out, he couldn't help it any more. His pace quickened slightly, as did the strength with which he pounded into you. Your moans falling freely from your lips, drool dribbling down your chin. You keened when you felt his claws dig and scratch, and his tentacles tighten their already tight hold. You gasped when you felt his tentacles sucking onto your skin, like they had suckers, and you moaned particularly loudly as he found your sweet spot. The tentacle around your neck did the same. You yelped slightly as two attached themselves to your nipples, leaving them to circle them and rub them. The stimulation was too much already, and he was barely started. Your felt the grip Abaddon had on your hips change, and every thrust was suddenly hammering into your sweet spot. With the moans you made, and the reactions your body gave him, Abaddon was loosing it.

Abaddon was so close to snapping. So close to letting go. And he did. His thrusts speed up, and the strength he thrust into you increased. God it felt good. His girth stretched you in ways you didn't think you would be, and his length rubbed areas that were oh so sensitive to his ravaging pace. He moved one of his hands down to your stomach, softly holding it. "There it is~"

You whimpered a moan. "There's the bump~"

He pressed against the area of your stomach that his dick made a bump in, which sent heat and pleasure coursing through your body, even more so when he pressed harder when he rammed hinself back inside.

You were so stimulated, and were experiencing so much pleasure that it had you melting under him. The tentacles gripping your soft legs and his hands digging their claws into your hips and the drawers were the only things holding your up. Tears of burning pleasure painted your cheeks. You whimpered, and tensed, letting out broken moans as another orgasm crept up on you. "Cumming again are we?" His hand found your head, his claws raked against your scalp, sending shivers and drawing whimperes in between your loud moans, his fingers grabbing your hair, pulling it, "Look at you.. So fucked out.. But you want more.. Don't you, you little cock-whore?"

His words sent over the edge, more of your cum painting the dark drawers. You felt his hold on your body tighten for a moment. How could he not? You tightened so much against him, and fuck did it feel good. He groaned at how tight you suddenly got, though his pace did not waver. You were spent, and now feeling the overstimulation. You tried telling him it was too much, pleading for him to be gentler.. But it felt so good, and when you did try to speak your speech was broken by your loud moans. "Aww, can't speak can you? Good. Keep singing that pretty tune like a good slut, okay?".

His words were met with another orgasm from you, which led to him chuckling, muttering about how slutty of you that was. He continued his harsh pace, being fast, and his hips pushing you foward with the force he was slamming into you. You were overstimulated, falling apart, and Abaddon was looving it. Because only the side of your face was against the drawers, he could see your face, and the pleasured, overstimulated expression you have, coupled with the drool and tears streaking your face was such cute fucking look on you. It took a fourth orgasm from you before Abaddon filled you. When you squeezed him again, the pleasure it gave him triggered his high. You moaned at gasped at the sudden hot filling you. His seed was hot, and sticky. You tembled when you felt a few drops leak down your legs. He thrust into you more as he rode his high out inside you, pushing his seed further in as he did. God did he fill you, there was so much, some was leaking out as he thrust in. You were spent. As he brought you up, you collapsed against him, and he chuckled. "Aww, all spent are we?" You felt him pull out as you blacked out, "We have aaalll week to do this~"

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