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It was the ending of yet another long day. You were at work. You happened to work at a very popular video game store. Every day the place was packed with nerdy teenagers and excited kids. You, on the other hand, fall under the first category. You absolutely LOVE video games. You have quite the collection being built up back home.

“Hey, (f/n)!” your boss called from the back room.

You made your way to the back of the store, passing the walls and walls of returned games. You entered the room and looked around for your boss; he sat at his desk, looking up at the large flat screen. You tilted your head; the boss man seemed to be playing Assassin’s Creed. Other than the sounds of blade cutting flesh and the cries of pain coming from the game, the room was silent.

“What’s up?” you asked, breaking the silence.

Your boss turned in his chair, reminding you of a James Bond villain.

“There you are, (f/n)!” he exclaimed standing up “Listen, there’s a few boxes of old video games in the storage room, I need you to go through them and find any ruined cartridges.”

You frown, confused. Cartridges? What kind of games are they?

“Um, what kind of system are they for…?” you asked.

“Ah, there are a few Nintendo 64s, some Gameboy Colors, and I think there’s a Gamecube game?”

“Huh…” you nodded your head in understanding, “right, and if the cartridges are ruined?”

“Throw ‘em of course.” He said and turned back to his game.

I sighed and nodded, heading out of his office and to the front of the store again. You went behind the counter and opened the closet door, which was actually the storage room. You kneeled down to where the large box was. Damn, it was really full…

You shifted through the cartridges, being mindful of the ones that were broken. As you looked through them you began to get a strange feeling wash over you. You weren’t sure what it was so you shrugged it off and continued to shift through the games.

After a few dozen minutes you heard your boss shut off his system and lock his office, “Bye, (f/n)!”

“Bye!” you called back and he left the store.

Now you were alone, but at least boss man had the decency to leave the lights on. It wasn’t rare that you were the last one to leave the shop, but you couldn’t help but feel uneasy that night. Maybe it was because of the new horror game that happened to be coming out? Nah, it couldn’t be…

You sighed and tossed yet another cartridge, this was tougher than it looked…You glanced up at the clock and nearly had heart attack. Eleven-Forty?! How?! You mentally scolded yourself and grabbed the box; thankfully it wasn’t as heavy as it looked. You quickly closed the door with your foot and exited the shop, setting the box down so you could lock the door. The lights, thankfully, shut off by themselves at midnight if not done manually. You picked the box back up and made your way down the street. Sadly you didn’t own a car but you were happy you only lived a few blocks away from the shop. As you reached your front door, you moved the box to one arm so you could unlock the door. Once you entered, you closed the door, not bothering to turn on the lights, and walked upstairs to your room.

You lived alone at the moment, you moved out once you were 17 and got a decent job as an intern for some big video game design company. Now you were 19 and were working in a game shop, how pleasant. But at least you were caught up with all your bills and had food to eat.

You reached your bedroom and entered it silently, setting the box on the bed as you changed into your pajamas. You sighed and looked over at your TV as an urge to play a game washed over you. You dug around in the box and pulled out what appeared to be a Legend of Zelda game. You plugged it into your system and switched on the TV. You tilted your head as you saw the names of the profiles.

“BEN…?” you muttered out loud

The TV flickered and you winced. Please don’t shut off, please don’t shut off, please don’t-

As if mocking you the system shut down and the TV went blank. You sat in silence for a couple of seconds before you sighed in defeat. You grumbled as you set the controller in its proper place before moving the box to snuggle down into bed. You yawned tiredly and closed your tired eyes.

-

You wake a few hours later to the sound of the television humming. You mumbled and rubbed your eyes tiredly.

“The hell…?” you groaned, sliding out of bed sluggishly

You fell to your knees and felt around for the remote. Where was it? Your fingers grazed over something smooth and you grab hold of it.

“Yo, can I help you?”

You snapped your eyes open and looked up quickly. A pale faced guy with blonde shaggy hair and a green outfit that was highly similar to the one Link wore stood over you. He tilted his head to the side, his red irises glinting mischievously. You quickly let go of what was his leg and backed up.

“Wh-what-“

He cut you off by kneeling down and cupping your face. You furrowed your brow in confusion and fear.

“Er…who are you?” you asked

The man smirked, “I’m BEN, BEN DROWNED.”

You blinked. Wait…wasn’t that the name on one of the saved files? You glanced at the tv, which was now the title screen of Majora’s Mask. BEN caught you looking and let go of your face, chuckling.

“Yeah…it’s kind of sickening, huh?” he crossed his arms

You remained silent, still confused as to what he was doing in your room.

“You see…something really bad happened to me…” he mumbled, “And this game is my curse…”

His eyes glowed and the TV flashed off, making you blink at the sudden darkness.

“You’re the first one in a long time who hasn’t shut off my game as it was playing…”

You felt his hand on your shoulder and you leaned away from his touch.

“I’d like to repay you…” he mumbled

You blushed, your semi filthy mind quickly coming to the conclusion that he may or may not want to fuck.

“O-oh…?” you asked

“Yeah…” he said, leaning closer to you

You swallowed; please let this guy not be a serial killer…

He pressed his cool lips against yours, tilting his head to the side. You shivered as his hands glided up and down your sides, tugging at your shirt. Suddenly, he yanked your shirt over your head and tossed it to the side somewhere. You gasped at the sudden jolt of air, which allowed him to slide his tongue into your awaiting mouth. You moaned slightly.

He chuckled deep within his chest, exploring your wet cavern. His hands glided down your thighs and under your legs, lifting you up and setting you in his lap. You moaned again and wrapped your legs around his waist, grinding up against him.

You pulled away from him, a long trail of saliva connecting the two of you. Your chest heaved as you took deep breathes of air.

“Damn…” BEN said, smiling lazily, “You’re a pretty good kisser.”

You flushed, sure you’ve kissed plenty of guys before, but no one has ever told you that you were a good kisser…

“Th-thanks…” you mumbled, looking away

BEN lifted your chin up with his pointer finger so you were looking him in the eyes.

“Let’s get things a little…wetter.”

He lifted you up yet again so you were lying on your back on your bed. His eyes glowed brightly and he slid on top of you, his hips grinding into you. You moaned and his lips began to suck at your jawline and down your neck. You gasped as he sucked at your sweet spot heavily. You whimpered and grabbed his shirt, yanking it up over his head. He pulled back, allowing you to look over his well-toned chest. He chuckled and tilted his head.

“Like what you see?” he asked cheekily

You blushed and grabbed his head, bringing it down to kiss him again. His hands reached to your back, unhooking your bra. You mumbled against his lips as his hands kneaded against your breasts. You moaned and grinded up against him as his lips latched around your left nipple. You arched your back and he snickered. His hands wandered down to your sides, unzipping your pants and pulling them away along with your underwear.

“My…” he chuckled, “Someone’s wet.”

You blushed tremendously as he inserted a single finger into you. You moaned heavily and he began to pump his digit in and out of you.

“B-BEN…” You moaned

He smirked, inserting another finger…and then another. He continued to pump his fingers to the point where you felt the knot in your stomach begin to expand.

“You ready for me, then?” he purred

“Oh God…Y-yes!” you cried out

He pulled down his pants and boxers, positioning himself at your entrance. You bit the inside of your cheek and he slowly slid himself in.

“Mm!” you moaned and rolled your head

He chuckled breathlessly and slowly began to slide out…then back in…then back out. You moaned louder with every thrust and gripped onto his shoulders.

“F-faster! Please!” you cried out

He panted and nodded, slamming into you at a faster and harder pace.

You cried out his name, louder and louder.

“Sh-shit…” he panted “I’m gonna-gonna…”

Before he finished you cried out, the knot inside you exploding. Lights flashed behind your eyes and you screamed his name, your orgasm reaching its highest point. You released yourself and panted heavily. BEN groaned and quickly pulled himself out of you, climaxing all over your stomach.

“Damn…” BEN panted, lying over next to you

“That…that was…interesting…” you swallowed and glanced over at him

He chuckled and nodded, “Yeah.”

You yawned as your eyelids began to feel heavy, “W-well…I…”

“Shh…” BEN said softly, “Just rest now.”

You yawned again and curled up, quickly falling asleep.

-

When you woke up the next morning, you stretched your arm out next to you. Your eyes snapped open when you realized that you were only touching cool sheets. You looked around and down at your body. Strangely you were wearing the same clothes as you were last night. Your bed was made and the tv was off.

“Weird…” you mumbled, “Was last night all a dream…?”

You glanced over at your clock and widened your eyes.

“Shit, I’m late for work!”

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BEN DROWNED (c) Creepypasta
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:iconravenoftheclans:
ravenoftheclans 3 days ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Very well written... I like this.

BEN: Umm... What? *glances over to read my screen*
Me: *slaps him*
BEN: OW! What the FLUCK?!
Me: *throws iPad into the trash bin, then picks up bin and burns it*
BEN: Ummm- Okay?
Me: ....
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:iconmogaroca:
MogaRoca 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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:iconravenoftheclans:
ravenoftheclans 2 days ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hehehe...
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jessieb12345 Apr 5, 2014  New member
Did I just Die and go to CREEPYPASTA heaven!!!!!!
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:iconkisstina666:
I'm not sure if creepypasta is even allowed in heaven
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:iconmogaroca:
MogaRoca Apr 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I'm not sure, dear
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pokemoncpfan Mar 31, 2014  New member
I think I'm going to -*faints*
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:iconmogaroca:
MogaRoca Mar 31, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
*Dramatically catches*
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pokemoncpfan Apr 3, 2014  New member
Yay you are my savior
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:iconmogaroca:
MogaRoca Apr 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh dear, am I? Eheheh
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