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fingers delicately wrapped around the hilt of an axe, arms craning back and swinging forward, a blade digging deep into the tough flesh of a tree. this was how steve found himself starting off most of his days, after jolting awake, littered in an assortment of cuts and bruises from the deadly monsters, monsters that would crawl out from their hellish homes as soon as the sun began to lowering behind the horizon. it was rather scary living on his lonesome in the midst of such a dangerous area, but as the years passed and his equipment grew stronger through means of enchantment and upgrades, his worries seemed to become not as devastating. however, there was one threat that was constantly on his mind.. tales of an eldritch being had spread quickly from villager to villager at the village he lived a bit a ways from. this eldritch being was known to be the most powerful creature to roam the lands since the enderdragon or wither had been born.
with an appearance that resembled any other humans, there was still one thing that would let any poor creature know whether or not the person they were talking to was human or not... was their eyes. while your average joe would have large pupils swimming within the ocean of white that inhabits the eyes, this eldritch being did not. with large; painstakingly bright white eyes, this creature could send you keeling over with one look.
but to steve, these tales were simple hoaxes, made for scaring children so that they would stop messing with the contents of your vegetable garden. yet, he was still cautious. you could never be too cautious in this world, where zombies, skeletons, and other monstrosities alike struck the land with the sole intent to kill.. being "too cautious" was the best thing you could be.
at last he sucked from his thoughts, the tree letting out a raucous crack before toppling over on its side, the wood splintering just around the base of the tree. the brunette had stepped back, running the back of his hand along his forehead, collecting sweat onto the skin there. it was hard work constantly gathering wood he would later use for renovations on his house or for crafting. seriously, he did wish he could take a break; but there was no time to sit back and relax, he had so so much to do. working on his farm, making sure his house didn't leak when it rained, and that his dog didn't starve. not to mention sometime last month he had begun preparing for his fight with the enderdragon. enderman had begun lingering a little too close to his house, and well... the lass had be making nothing but trouble for the years he had been living here. steve had also caught wind of the possibility of rather large reward for whoever brought back the dragon's egg. a smile seemed to span over the brunette's face at the thought of having a little more than he already did. by no means was he incredibly rich, but he'd like to think he had something going for himself. with an assortment of shiny blue tools and sparkling books. he was pretty decked out. however, recently he had been running low of funds.. or well, emeralds. the villagers no longer willing to sell to him.
he sighed, running a hand through the messy, and rather tangled mop of brown hair atop his head, his skin slick with sweat from having done so much work for only a couple pieces of birch. after a shower, he would most definitely be down in his strip mines mining away, pickaxe chipping at chunks of stone. steve's recent searches for diamonds had been... bitter to be completely honest. constantly returning to his bed at night with empty hands. it had come to sour his mood towards the frankly, tedious act. however, he had begun using the copious amounts of cobblestone he gathered to add buildings to his steadily growing compound. the brunette finally managed to gather his thoughts, slipping into a frankly melancholy mood as he thought of later when he would unfortunately be back underground for hours, sweat pouring off his toned figure. in other scenarios, that image would be rather erotic. augh,, it wasn't time for horny thoughts, just need to bathe and get back to work.
slowly he began maneuvering himself towards the small pond that sat in the midst of the woods just behind his house, the towering oak and birch trees creating a canopy of leaves above his head; sunlight filtering in through the cracks in between them. his head craned down as he tried to step into each dapple of sunlight, however, this childish game soon came to a halt at the sound of the nearby brush rustling. while it could be a rabbit or squirrel, the brunette had grown to be particularly cautious towards noises such as these, creepers didn't burn in the daylight like skeletons or zombies, and he wasn't ready to be turned into meat confetti. steve reached down, hand grasping at the hilt of his enchanted diamond sword, eyes squinting as he tried to get a better look at whatever was creating the rustling, but he saw nothing. whilst he was still rather on edge, he took a deep breath and continued on, hand still wrapped around the hilt of his sword.
soon, the sire was met with the pond and it's crystal clear water. he hummed softly, unhooking his belt, allowing for his sword to sit against a tree. his fingers moved to his shirt, hooking underneath the hem of it as he pulled the blue fabric up and over his head, neatly folding it and placing it upon a branch. steve moved his hands down to his tattered jeans, slipping them down his waist, his smooth, tan skin out on display as of now. slowly he moved to his undergarments. lengthy eyelashes seemed to bounce each time he blinked, his warm, honey-brown eyes scanning his surroundings carefully before slowly pulling down the thin fabric. his teeth bit into his bottom lip as he discarded the underpants, at last he was able to bathe, and wouldn't be smelling like body odor and sweat.
steve slipped into the water carefully, goosebumps crawling up his skin as the icy water nipped at him. he let out a puff of air, his fingers running down his delicate flesh. he felt rather comfortable in the rather crisp water, and despite his soft quivering, he was glad to be getting clean. gradually he slipped beneath the surface, the water clawing at him as it sucked him in, his entire figure now covered in a sheet of water, providing a glossy shine to his skin. steve popped out from beneath the surface, water rolling down his skin as he slicked back his now dark-brown mane. but that's when something felt off.. something felt,, uncomfortable. carefully, the sire turned around, arms wrapping around his chest as he scanned the nearby vegetation. suddenly he felt a shiver trail down his spine, and his eyes squinted desperately as he searched his surroundings, backing further and further into the water until... his back bumped into something. the lad whipped around, eyes meeting the figure that he had run into.
bleak, white eyes and a chilling smirk, met with an uncannily humanoid figure... herobrine. steve gaped at the sight, his skin turning pale with fear as he stared at the eldritch horror. his first instinct was to run, run as far as he could.. but he couldn't move, as if paralyzed with despair. he was going to die, to be eaten, whatever this creature had in store from him, it would be truly abhorrent. steve's life seemed to flash before his eyes, the first time he built a house, the first farm he made, taming his dog... it would all be gone. all the progress, all the hard work... it'll be for nothing. his legs gave out, his heart palpitating within his chest. however, what was the most surprising out of this whole ordeal, was the fact herobrine's arm moved to wrap around the brunettes waist, holding him above the water and providing him support.
"...please don't kill me." steve whimpered out, his hands flush against the creatures chest, his figure trembling in terror.
"now what reason would i have to kill such a precious thing like you?" a dark voice spoke, sending another shiver down steve's spine.. however, he couldn't say it was out of fear.
"wh-what?" the brunette gaped once more, finally finding his footing and pushing away from herobrine, and the creature did not make a move to catch him again, instead stood there; hurt seeming to lick at his features.
"i'm not going to kill you. in fact, i've become rather infatuated with you. everything you do, all in the name of taking down a simple creature. one who can barely stand her own ground. you work so hard, never taking a break.." the horror mused, his tone sincere. "even when your breathing gets heavy and all you want to do is be touched in such an unseemly manner." his voice thickened, filled with amusement.
steve's eyes widened, suddenly becoming aware of just how bare he was. his arms flung around his chest, his legs crossing. "i... exc..use me?" the brunette seemed to choke on air at the sound of the strangers words, fear still evident in the way his voice seemed to shake.
"you heard me, i wonder what you sound like when you are given what you want. just for today, will you be my little plaything? allow me to hear you yelling out my name, allow me to feel your nails digging into the skin on my back." herobrine cooed, watching the way red seemed to run along steve's cheeks, and the way his adam's apple bopped each time he swallowed. it was obviously he wasn't opposed the idea completely. the god wrapped his arms around the latter's waist once more, his fingers running along his spine.
he didn't know what to say, this guy was completely out of it... but so was he. the idea of finally receiving some sort of release was wonderful, and to be touched by someone who wasn't by any means unattractive... steve yelped as he was pulled into the horror's arms, the feeling of fingers running along his spine causing his back to arch oh so slightly. with a red face, and pounding heart he simply nodded.
that was all the latter needed to hear before he teleported the two out of the water and onto the nearby shore. steve gasped in surprise as he was suddenly moved from one spot to another in such a short amount of time, arms wrapping around the god in fear. gently, he was set onto the ground, his back flush against the grass. herobrine smirked at steve, his hands running softly down the lads sides as he let his eyes scan up and down his tone figure. his digits stroked down his chest, ran down his sides and legs. he was basically feeling the other up and down, inspecting him as if he was just a piece of food and he was a hungry wolf. the horror slowly leaned in, eyes searching the others for any sign of hesitance before he pressed their lips together, moving again his rhythmically. steve immediately reciprocated, practically melting into the touch, letting his eyes flutter shut as he simply embraced the surprisingly minty taste of the other.
herobrine hummed as he kissed the shorter, teeth nipping at the latter's bottom lip, giving it a light tug before licking into his mouth. their tongues met, intertwining before hastily pushing against one another. saliva had begun to pool at the corners of steve's mouth, the beads eventually running down his jaw. the god pulled away, a string of spit connecting the two. steve's facial expression was incredibly lewd, with half-lidded eyes, red cheeks, and an distant and foggy haze to his eyes, it was enough for herobrine to groan out. the lad dived back in, attacking his jaw and neck, sucking and biting at the skin. dark bruises began to developed as he sucked particularly hard at certain spots, some just turning a soft pink as he paid more attention to spots that would most definitely be easy to see to the public.
steve whimpered under the touches, his arms moving to wrap around the brunette's neck, pulling him closer. his mind was completely foggy at this point, and all he could think was about how much he needed friction, to be thrusted into, to be used as nothing more than an outlet for the horror. maybe that was his effect on peoples minds, made them so completely infatuated with him until all they could do was whine out for him. steve groaned out, arching his back slightly. "need... need more." he gasped out, hands moving to cup the boys face, staring him in those big white eyes.
herobrine chuckled, his voice low and gravelly, it was obvious he wanted more than to just kiss the shorter, right now they were both hot and needy. "just hold a little bit more, baby." he cooed out, peppering kisses down his neck, nipping at his skin here and there. he trailed down his chest, moving to suck at steve's nipples; they were hard and perky, fitting splendidly in the eldritch horror's mouth as he continued to tease the shorter boy.
steve gasped out, eyes widening at the suddenly pleasure, it had never come to his attention that his nipples were so sensitive.. and he didn't think he'd be able to recover after learning this. with an arched back, and slurred words, all he wanted right now was to be split open on the latter's dick. he was so needy and uncomfortable, he really just wanted to get off. in fact he was so desperate, he had begun grinding against the horror. "please herobrine, please.." his voice was nothing but a needy whimper at this point.
herobrine found it peculiar how someone could so easily fall apart, how under a single touch they could collapse and turn into a mess of needy moans and whining. but he wasn't one to deny the poor guy, after all it was getting rather tight in his pants, and all he wanted right now was to feed into steve's erotic moans. so, he stripped off his pants and undergarments, throwing them haphazardly to the side. his cock sprung out, thumping against his lower stomach, and leaving the boy that laid beneath him, drooling at the sight. slowly he leaned down, circling a digit around steve's tight ring of muscles. eventually, he let it slid in, thrusting his finger in and out a bit before adding a second. this continued until he had 3 out of 5 digits thrusting into the boy. steve at some point had turned into this mess of moans and praises as he zeroed in on the fact he was get fucked. herobrine let his fingers slip out, pressing a gentle kiss to the boys stomach before lining himself up with steve's hole. he pressed in, groaning at the sensation. he slowly moved in until his pelvis was flush against steve's ass. the latter laid there, tears running down his face as he was stretched so much, his breaths strained and a bit shallow, however it evened out as he got used to the sensation; nodding at herobrine to move. the god nodded, slowly moving in and out until he was roughly fucking into the boy. all he could hear was steve's screams of pleasure, and boy were they music to his ears.
steve gasped as the latter's pace picked up, eyes flinging wide open, and nails digging deep into his flesh. he never knew being fucked in the ass could feel... so good. the brunette moaned out, pulled herobrine closer and pulling him into an intimate kiss as the two shared the pleasure. soon he felt a hand wrap around his leaking cock, eyes widening as he moaned out. the feeling of both his cock being touched and his ass being fucked into was too much, and it wasn't long before he was arching his back and crying out herobrine's name. the lad's eyes rolled back into his head, drool running down his chin, and tears streaking down his face. string of white splattered all over the two of them, and it wasn't long until he was being fucked into so hard and overstimulated so much that he had begun teetering on the edge of being in pain. but it didn't take much more for the god to thrust once more into him, letting his seed spill into him.
herobrine groaned out, pressing his pelvis against steve's ass, his fingers harshly squeezing his thighs. "mmm, so good for me." the god cooed out as he pulled out, watching with satisfaction as his cum pooled out of the boys hole. "come with me human, let's get you cleaned up."