Creepypasta x Male! OC

Chapter Two

"Ok, I see everyone is here." Slender started, seeing every single creepy pasta and his brothers were at the meeting table, awaiting his first comment. "The main reason I have brought you here is because there is someone in the Slender Forest." Slender carried on, earning slight chuckles and giggles from the other Pastas. "But! Before you say anything, this person has to be found by my brother Offenderman." At this though, everyone fell silent, stunned to silence that Slender is, supporting, his brothers acts of killing and Rape. It was a fact that, even thought Slender liked that his brother went along with the family tradition of killing, he disapproved of his way of killing.

"Oh-ho-ho~" Offenderman chuckled, getting up and stretching from his chair, all the while the pastas were still confused as to Slender's change of attitude. "I'll be going then~" Offender chuckled and walked out the door to the meeting room, waving to behind him.
"...right, on with the rest of the meeting.." Slender announced, shivering slightly at the thought of the new-comers little 'problem' that Offender would gladly fix for him.

~Paura's POV~

"S-soooo hungry~" I moaned out, as I slowly palmed myself through my jeans. My stomach growled in agreement, but I couldn't work out what I was hungry for. No matter how many foods I conjured up in my mind, none of them fit my taste. Of course, I had been drinking, and the side-affect had started to show just now. I moaned loudly out to the deserted forest, at least I thought it was deserted. I had closed my eyes, basking in my pleasure, long ago, so when I felt another hand tug my hand away from my crotch, I was slightly surprised, but more disappointed at the lack of touch.

"H-h-hey~" i whimpered out, annoyed from the lack of touch. I heard a deep chuckle in front of me, and opened my eyes to see a face with no features at all. Of course I couldn't really be bothered to care at that moment, as I was still annoyed from lack of touch. I was also kind of happy , as he was clearly a very perverted monster. I watched in awe as his face seemed to rip so he had a mouth, with a curling tongue inside. I smirked, panting slightly as I was still feeling pleasure.

"Haha...I know a thousand uses that tongue would be good for~" I moaned out as he grinned at me, slowly starting to palm me himself. His mouth attached to mine, his tongue forcefully going into my mouth earning a groan of pleasure from me. I felt him slip his slender hand into my boxers and wrap around my member, making me moan loudly into his mouth. His hand started to get faster as he explored my mouth with his long tongue, my moans getting more like screams. He finally let go of my mouth and began to attack my neck, searching for the sweet spot, and as soon as he found it and started to nip, suck and bite, I reached my climax, cumming into his hand with a loud moan of pleasure.

He chuckled deeply into my ear, making me giggle slightly as he pulled his hand away, licking up my cum from it and licking the cum off me as well.
"That was fun, but I can't let it go un-noticed." He put forward, leaning back and sitting on his hunches as I zipped myself up.
"Hmmm? And how can I repay you?" I asked him, acting innocent to what just happened between us.

"Well, I would really like a servant to help out around my house, oh, and I'll pay you." The faceless, sexy man put forward, and I thought it was an ok payment for him, but I was inquisitive as to what the payment for me was.
"Mhm? I accept your well thought out offer Mr.Shmexy, but I wonder, what's the payment?" I questioned him, not even knowing his name.
"Pleasure and alcohol~" he purred, getting up and pulling me up to my feet.

~3rd person POV~

Paura giggled and stood up, grabbing his bag and putting it on his shoulder.
"But I would like your name before I come and live with you~" he whimpered, faking innocence once again, which is something he definitely hadn't had since he was thirteen years old.
"Hahaha~ My name, sweetie, is Offenderman, but you can call me anything you want~" answered Offenderman, grabbing Paura's hand and pulling it behind him and running off, with him following, in the direction of his house.

"I think the name Oliver would suit you well~ But what are you going to call me, Oliver~?" Paura answered, running after Offenderman, chuckling quietly.
"I think I'm going to call you...Etilista~ Wanna guess what that means?" He answered back, his front door coming into view and he pulls out his key from the front pocket of his trench-coat.
"Oliver~ I know what it means and I think it suits me well~ It means 'Alcoholic' in Italian doesn't it~" Paura answered, earning a chuckle from Offenderman in the process of answering.

"Yes~ It does~" Offenderman pulled Paura through the door and up the stairs to his spare room. "Now then~ This is where you will sleep~ When you wake up you will find that you don't have a hangover~ This is because I have made it so you can get drunk and horny still, but you won't ever get a hangover again~ You will also find two sets of identical clothes~ You will wear these everyday~ I will be out and at my brothers house until late tomorrow night so don't worry~ You are allowed full access to the whole house~." At this point, Offenderman pushed Paura into the bed, kissing his forehead. "Goodnight Etilista~"

"Goodnight~ Even though it's not night I'll sleep, Oliver~" Paura answered, smiling as Offenderman left the room and he fell asleep, the thought of his brothers non-existent in his mind, knowing they'd probably be better off without him.