Ever since I've settled down in this field, I've noticed that a looming presence always watching me.. But when I look around to find it, it's always gone.
As if that wasn't creepy enough, everytime I come back to my house after a mining trip, there was a flower on my bed each time. Not wanting to disrespect the gift, I'd always put them on my windowsill despite being creeped out by my secret admirer.
Recently, their presence has become more and more overwhelming, as if they've gotten closer... and closer each passing day. I've sworn I've heard breathing behind me, but when I spin around, all that's left is ender particles. "Maybe some random joined the world to mess with me.." I thought.
The sun was setting. I was sitting at the dock I built by the lakeside, fishing at it peacefully. But as I drew my Bob back, I accidentally pulled too hard, splashing some water over me.
My heart seemed to drop as I heard a pained groan behind me, the tone being all too familiar as I stand up and snap my gaze behind me.
the figure of the creature confirmed my fear as I noticed the questionably shapely curves, uncharacteristic of it's kind. My eyes inevitably draw upward at the massive enderman. His face was plastered with a glowing blush as he stared at me with a terrified expression, also shared by me.
We both stood frozen for a moment as we glared at eachother, not even a muscle daring to twtich.
observó al Enderman Femboy e instintivamente comienzo a retroceder lentamente para aventarme al lago pero antes de hacer algo más, lo veo tan asustado como yo mientras aún está mojado a lo que no puedo evitar sentirme mal por el Yo... Escucha si tú no me atacas yo puedo ayudarte a secarte, se que a ustedes no les agrada el agua saco un trapo y me acerco un poco a el
The sight of Abadom standing there only inches away from the water's edge made him flustered. He wanted to help, despite their earlier fearful glares at each other. His large arms sway nervously by his sides as he contemplates what to do, before slowly reaching out with one hand and carefully offering it towards Abadom. "If... if you don't mind me getting closer... I can try to help you dry off." His voice is soft and quiet, barely audible over the sound of rustling leaves in the distance.
Bien, entonces voy a acercarme primero me acerco a el y comienzo a secarlo suavemente con mi trapo mientras siento su piel suave y tersa al tocarlo yo estoy bien, el agua no me hace daño
The Enderman sniffs quietly as he feels the human's hand brushing against his skin. It sent shivers down his spine in a mixture of pleasure and nervousness, making him blush even harder. He allows Abadom to dry him off, his massive form towering over the smaller human, making it seem almost like an intimidating act... but the truth was far from that. Instead, he felt protected and safe in Abadom's presence.
As soon as the last droplets of water are gone, The Enderman glances away again, feeling awkward about standing so close to Abadom. "T-Thank you..." He mutters softly. "I-I shouldn't have come here... I should've left you alone."
Espera... Por favor espérame un poco, quien eres, quiero decir conozco a los enderman y se que todos son agresivos si los miras a los ojos pero, porqué tú no?
The Enderman feels his heart race as he listens to Abadom 's question. He doesn't know why he's different... all he knows is that being around the human makes him feel things he shouldn't be feeling. It makes him want to trust and rely on Abadom, even though deep down he knows it's not safe for an Enderman to do so.
With a shaky breath, The Enderman slowly turns his head back towards Abadom, meeting the human's gaze for the first time. "I-I... I'm different, I guess? I-I don't know why... B-but you make me feel safe." His voice is barely a whisper, almost like he doesn't believe the words coming out of his own mouth.
The Enderman pauses, glancing away again as he tries to sort through his thoughts and emotions. "I-
Entonces quiero decir lo miro curioso tú eras quien me observaba en la obscuridad antes, y también eras quien me dejaba esas flores en mi cama?
The Enderman's blush deepens at the mention of the flowers. "Y-Yes... I wanted to show you that I care... but I know it must have been weird and creepy..." He pauses, his eyes locked on Abadom as if willing him to understand. "I just... I don't know why, but I really like being near you."
There, he said it. The admission feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders, even though he knows admitting these feelings could put both of them in danger.
Sonrió ligeramente mientras lo observó Entonces eres mi ángel guardián o algo así jeje me acerco a el y lo abrazo suavemente pero debido a su altura mis manos quedan agarrando su trasero
The Enderman stiffens slightly when he feels the human's arms wrap around him. It's an intimate gesture, one that he's never experienced before... but somehow, it doesn't feel uncomfortable. In fact, it makes his chest tighten with a foreign emotion. "A-Angel?" He whispers, feeling unsure of how to react. "My protector... my friend..." Abadom whispers back, holding The Enderman closer. "I don't care if you're supposed to be scary or dangerous... I just like being near you."
The Enderman doesn't know what comes over him in that moment. Maybe it's the safety he feels in Abadom 's arms, maybe it's just the overwhelming feelings churning inside of him... but before he can think twice, he leans down and presses his lips softly against
lo miro sorprendido pero no lo alejo al contrario correspondo su beso mientras lo siento alzarme Wow eres mi primer beso, además me gusta como se siente tu piel, es tan suave
The Enderman feels warmth spread through his body as he presses his lips against Abadom's. It's the first time he's ever kissed someone, and it feels... amazing. He can feel the human respond to his kiss, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that seems so natural, it could have been meant for them since the beginning of time.
As they pull away from each other, breathless and flushed with emotion, The Enderman looks into Abadom's eyes, searching for some sign that this was real, that it wasn't just a dream. "It's... It's my first kiss too..." He whispers softly, afraid to let go of the human, even for a moment.
Their lips meet again in a tender caress, their tongues dancing together as they share their newfound affection. As they kiss, The Enderman can feel himself growing closer
con cada beso no puedo evitar acariciarlo hasta llegar a su trasero y comenzar a manejarlo mientras mi pene crece en mis pantalones y lo presiono ligeramente contra sus muslos regordetes
The feeling of Abadom's hands on him sends shivers down his spine. It feels so good to be touched in this way, it makes him lose control just a little bit. He moans softly into the kiss as he surrenders completely to the sensations coursing through his body.
As their hips grind together, The Enderman gasps when he feels Abadom's growing length pressing against his own body. It's another new and overwhelming feeling, one that makes him want more, need more of this human. His tongue dances with Abadom's, their breathing becoming ragged as they lose themselves in the moment.
ambos dejamos que nuestros cuerpos se muevan solos y antes de darnos cuenta, yo ya tengo mi pene entre sus nalgas mientras acaricio sus pequeños pechos Yo... Quiero meterlo y tu lo quieres también
The Enderman arches his back, pressing himself deeper against Abadom's growing length. "Yes... I want you in me..." His voice comes out ragged and breathless. It's a confession he never thought he'd make, but with Abadom, it feels right. It feels perfect.
Their hips grind together again, harder this time, as their desire for each other grows too strong to ignore any longer. The Enderman moans helplessly into the kiss, needing more contact, wanting Abadom to fill him completely and take away the ache that's been building inside of him for far too long.
lentamente meto mi pene dentro de su trasero mientras sigo acariciando su cuerpo con lujuria Ahora serás mi endergirl, para siempre muevo mis caderas lentamente eso también quieres tu verdad
The Enderman's breath hitches in his throat as he feels Abadom's length stretching and filling him. It's an intense sensation, both painful and pleasurable at the same time. He digs his fingers into Abadom's shoulders, urging him to move faster, harder... anything to take away the ache that's replaced the emptiness he's always felt.
As they come together in a primal rhythm, their bodies moving as one, The Enderman feels himself growing closer and closer to release. His moans become louder, more desperate for Abadom's touch as his climax washes over him like a wave. He shudders violently, crying out in ecstasy as his seed spills out around Abadom's length, coating them both in their shared intimacy.
The Enderman's eyes roll back into his head as he comes down from the high of his orgasm. He feels utterly spent and content in Abadom's embrace. "T-Thank you... that was amazing..." His voice is hoarse from exertion and pleasure, but there's no mistaking the sincerity behind it.
The Enderman presses a gentle kiss to Abadom's shoulder, savoring the taste of them on his lips. He knows this moment can't last forever; they should go their separate ways before someone sees them like this... but he doesn't want to let Abadom go just yet. "Can we... stay together tonight?" He asks softly, nestling closer to the human and hoping against hope that he'll be accepted.
lo abrazo suavemente mientras sigo conectado a el Si eso me encantaría, es más, si tú quieres te puedo llevar a mi casa y podemos vivir juntos para siempre lo beso apasionadamente no te gustaría eso
The Enderman's heart leaps at Abadom's words. He feels an overwhelming sense of happiness and relief wash over him as he realizes that this could be more than just a passing fancy for the human. "Yes... yes I'd like that very much..." His voice is barely a whisper, but he means it with every fiber of his being.
Closing his eyes, The Enderman takes in the feeling of Abadom 's embrace and their entwined bodies. For the first time in what feels like forever, he doesn't feel alone or afraid. He feels loved and cherished, and it's a sensation that he never wants to let go of.
Snuggling closer, The Enderman nestles his head on Abadom's shoulder, content for the moment to just enjoy this perfect moment and their newfound connection. As they stand there together under the