When you were very young, you were cursed by an evil devil that you witch doctor mother let down. He made you a Glitch, a creature much like a human, but with certain and seemingly uncontrollable abilities such as glitching into games and electronic divices, sometimes cars. When you were barely ten, your family was killed in a car wreck you'd accidentally caused on your way back from a camping trip. No ambulance came because the woods you'd crashed in were Slenderman's. He took you in and made you a Pasta, teaching you how to somewhat control your gift. That was about eight years ago. You and BEN have been dating for almost a year.
You're getting tired of trying to build a house inside Minecraft, especially with that pesky Heroborine continuously knocking it down, blowing it up and/or flooding it.
"Alright, blocky. You win. I'm out of here." You've never seen him much, but you hear him laugh at you as you focus on the couch outside the screen.
A tingling sensation comes through your body, like static, as you close your eyes. Then you feel yourself being smashed in on all sides at once before gently landing on the couch next to your boyfriend, who'd also been playing, and was currently holding his side's, laughing. He fell to the floor.
You laugh at him. Then you remember that, other than for the glitch in the game of blocks, you two were home in the mansion alone. You get up and shot off the television and console after flipping it the bird, hoping blocky would see.
"Hey. I wasn't done with that." BEN wines, sitting back up on the couch.
You smirk and walk over to him and bend forward. your faces are inches away from each other. "There better things we could be doing then playing in some fake worlds." You whisper.
He gulps, his entrancing black eyes widening. "L-like what?" He stammers.
You smirk and kiss him deeply, propping yourself up with your arms in the back of the couch. He kisses back. His arms unconsciously come up around your neck and pull you in deeper. You lick his lips, asking entrance. He obliges and your tongues begin to play tug of war with each other. You carefully move to straddle him, not letting the kiss break just yet.
You both treasure the pressing of your lips, each soft and delicious as (your fave soft candy). You break for a moment. He's blushing. You smirk and start kissing his jaw line and neck.
Usually, he made his presence known and strong, but with you he was much softer, often letting you take the lead.
He moans when you nip at a crook in his neck. His special spot. You start to kiss it and bite it, sucking it to the point it's a vivid blue and purple.
He gently pushes your shoulders. You look up at him, expecting him to tell you to stop, but he's smirking and leans in to your ear. "If we're going to do this, let's do it right. My bedroom?" He has attitude and confidence in his voice, lust and desire mixed with passion. Your sexy little BEN.
You smirk and grab his hand, pulling him up and into you when you stand. You two kiss viciously all the way there, slamming into walls. Once your in the hall, you wrap your legs around his waste and he holds you just below your butt, carrying you into his room and laying you into his bed.
He kisses down your neck, finding you soft spot quickly and attacking with more hunger then you expected. His waste is resting on yours, but not suffocating. You can feel a light bulge there. You smile and moan lightly as his lust takes over, his hands move from above your head and down your body, addressing your breasts and thighs down to your knees before coming back up on the insides of your legs. He's teasing. And he's amazing at it.
He runs all around your crotch before hitting your womanhood directly. His other hand has come back up and under your shirt as he massages your breast through your (f/c), lacey bra while kissing everywhere he can reach.
You moan louder. He's too good. Much, much too good. Your hands wind through his hair, removing his hat. He grunts, but doesn't go to take it back. He doesn't like losing his hat, but this scenario seems to be an exception.
He lifts himself enough to try to remove your shirt. You laugh at his struggling and grunting. You help him and take it over your head and off your arms. You slowly reach back and unclip your bra, not taking your focus off his eyes. Clearly he wasn't quite ready for your bra to leave so soon. Once it's gone he stared for a moment before pushing you back down gently and kissing your nipples. He twists them gently, but firmly in his mouth. Between his teeth and against his tongue. You moan a little louder.
The movement of his hips during this has made the bulge in his pants more evident and rubbing against your own deliciously wet tunnel. You moan again.
You want him. And it's killing you that you don't have him yet.
You lower your hands to the hem of his shirt and pull. He gets the message and helps you get rid of his shirt. He goes back to kissing your neck and breasts. You lift your hips slightly, starting to wiggle off your own pants. BEN groans at the movement, shifting his own hips just high enough to let your pants come off. You wrap your legs around his waist and pull him in fast. He slams into you, but his pants and your underwear are still in the way. He chuckles and sits up. After a moment, you both are naked and taking in each others' bodies.
His chest is hard as rock, his stomach and sides are well-defined and chiseled perfectly. He has a perfect v-line leading to toned and strong legs. His member is hard, sticking straight up and roughly seven to eight inches long. An impressive size.
Your hands are laying on his stomach and drifting down. You sit up as best you can, him straddling you, and kiss his neck while rubbing his member slowly. His head lols back as he lets out a moan. You pull your legs from under him and kiss down his torso to his dick and start sucking on his shaft. Bobbing your head up and down, being careful of your teeth, and playing with his skin with your tongue. His hand is tangled in your hair, gently guiding you. You go faster, only to pull out when you feel him start to twitch. You lick your lips, savoring the taste of his pre-cum. Salty, hinting with the taste of his sweat and almost a bit sweet.
You flip him over, putting his dick at your entrance. You slowly slide down, making him give a loud moan of pure pleasure, almost ecstasy. Soon, your pain fades away. You rotate your hips slowly, not thrusting just yet.
He groans at the motion, which mildly surprised you. So you keep your hips moving, slowly going up and down at the same time.
"Fuck, (y/n)." He hisses. "Come on, babe. Just give it to me already!" He growls.
You smirk and lean forward, propping yourself up with your arms. "What was that, baby? I didn't catch it over your moans." You whisper seductively into his ear.
"Fuck me hard, damn it!" He almost yells.
Your grin grows wider as you lift up your hips and slam down onto him. He groans. You do it again and again, making both of your voices raise until the halls of the old house echo. He grabs your hips and flips you over. He picks up the pace, soon going at speeds that only he could do.
"You're so tight, (y/n)! You feel amazing!" He gasps out between thrusts and moans.
A warm ball starts to enlarge in you stomach. "Fuck BEN!!!! I'm gonna cum!!" You scream through lustful outbursts.
"Hold it, baby. Hold it!" He responds. He pounds a few more times before you feel his warm seed shoot into you with a rather undignified soft-sort-of screech. You cum into him, responding to his strange, but adorable last outburst.
He collapses onto you, kissing you again. This time it's soft and passionate. You kiss back and wrap your arms around his neck. Both of you are breathless, but happy.
You pull away first, "Hope you're ready for a kid cause we didn't use protection." You mumble.
BEN softly smiles, "Only if you're ready. And if you wouldn't mind marrying me?" He gets softer and less confident when he speaks the last few words.
You kiss him deeply, savoring the feel of his warm, slightly damp skin against yours, his dick still inside of you and your fluids spilling out a bit from overflow.
"Yes BEN. I'd love to marry you." You say when you pull away, just enough to speak, before kissing him again.
The two of you stay there for a few long moments, your lips locked together, never wanting to move from this. Then there's a knock on the door. For the first time, you realize several of the others have been outside the door, laughing, for a while. Likely several minutes before you both had climaxed.
"Are are you two d-done yet?!! Or are you dead?!?" Jeff shouts between bursts of laughter.
BEN growls and goes to get up, but you stop him. "Ignore them. They're just jealous of what we have." You say, exhaustion starting to set in.
BEN nods and lays down beside you, pulling out of you and pulling you up to him so your back is against his stomach and his arms are around your waist. You both fall asleep like that, blocking out the obnoxious laughter and teasing coming from the hallway.