Item #10, [A Creeper Paper Figure (Herobrine)]

Looking at the figure, you recognized the creature it resembled. It was a creeper, one of those monsters from a game that you liked to play, only you were having trouble thinking of the name... Minecraft! That's what it was.  The little paper monster was a creeper from Minecraft. But who at this party would own a video game paper figure?  Your question was promptly answered when Splendorman glanced over to a particularly dense group of guests, calling out a single name:

"Herobrine! That's you!" he hollered over the clamor of the party goers, waving to an unseen individual lost in the heart of the crowd.  The loud conversation noticeably died down as the other people parted to the side to form a pathway for the person that was called. A muscular young man walked forward, the sinewy muscles in his arms rippling as they swayed back and forth with each stride. His teal shirt was slightly thin, the strong miner's build underneath somewhat visible.  His eyes were entirely white, glowing brightly as they fell upon your form. He was the spitting image of the normal Minecraft skin "Steve", complete with dark brown hair, a rugged goatee, and tan skin, but the physical characteristics stopped there.  Herobrine was the brawnier, scarier, malevolent brother to Steve...

And you were about to spend seven minutes in a closet alone with him.  

You gulped as he stopped in front of you, his mouth seemingly twisted into a displeased scowl.  Slightly offended, you looked into his face, scowling right back. Splendorman awkwardly stood between the two of you, looking back and forth between both of your hostile expressions, unsure of what to do or say.  The entire room seemed to hold its breath, all eyes on the you and Herobrine. Briefly, a smirk twitched at the corner of Herobrine's mouth, but briefly melted back into an indifferent expression. 

"Stand." he said, his voice husky and rumbling through the near-silent room.  Almost absentmindedly, you gave into his request and obediently stood, another condescending smile flashing across his face before disappearing once more.  He began to walk away from you, striding towards the closet as you stood there, both anxious and intrigued.  He noticed that you didn't follow him, and looked back over his shoulder, waving for you to come.  It was almost like someone else entirely controlled your legs as you stepped towards the closet, Herobrine entering first before you went inside. 

"Um... have fun, you two?" Splendorman tentatively said, his statement more like a question as the rest of the room was deadly quiet. Herobrine closed the door, reaching over for the knob and shutting the door with a little more force than necessary.  You flinched from the loud slam, backing into the corner of the closet as Herobrine's eyes trailed to you.  His white eyes glowed brightly, and lit up the dark space in a white glow that went out when he blinked.

You nervously cleared your throat, and couldn't help but notice that everyone was still very quiet outside.  Almost as if people had their ears pressed up against the door.  With an irritable growl, Herobrine took his hand and slammed it against the door, the yelps of guilty guests and the hasty retreat of their footsteps audible through the door.  Despite your anxiety, you found yourself chuckling quietly. Unfortunately, Herobrine heard and took the moment to corner you, the palm of one of his hands by your neck as he leaned in front of you on the wall. His body blocked the doorway, and you could smell his breath as he leaned in.  It wasn't necessarily an unpleasant smell, the scent a musky mix of some strong alcohol like beer and something sweeter... like a dessert of some sort. 

You gulped, shifting uncomfortably in the cramped space as you felt Herobrine's lips ghost over your jaw and down your neck, his goatee tickling your skin.  Flustered, you tried to keep yourself from blushing and mustered up the courage to grab him by the shoulders and push him away.  But your efforts were useless, Herobrine just shrugging you off and trapping your arms by your sides as his mouth just grazed over a particularly sensitive spot on your neck.  His eyes closed as his lips made contact with your skin, the white light from his eyes that lit up the room going out and plunging the both of you into darkness. 

"'H-hey..." you muttered, fidgeting as Herobrine kissed your collarbone.  "Q-quit it!" You felt him smugly smile against your skin, one of his eyes opening half way. 

"Why?" he said, his tone teasing and his voice husky.  You opened your mouth to answer, taking in a breath, but was abruptly cut off by Herobrine's lips smashing against yours. 

"Mmph!" you hissed against his lips, wriggling in his iron-like grip as he ravaged your mouth.  A moan makes its way past your lips before you could stop yourself, Herobrine chuckling softly before his tongue parted your lips and tangled with yours.  His tongue explored, coaxing you to play along in his little lustful game.  You squirmed as he held you in place, trying to figure out what to do.  'I just met him!' you thought. 'But it feels so good... but I barely know him!  But god, it feels so good...' The last of your resolve snapped when you felt his teeth gently bite your bottom lip, a soft but sharp nip that made your inhibitions flee and your legs wrap around Herobrine's waist.  He smirked through the kiss- he had finally won you over.  

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he roughly backed you into another corner of the closet, both your breathes becoming harsh and ragged.  Arousal lapped at your insides, making your body burn at an unbearably pleasurable heat.  You felt one of his strong hands entangle itself in your hair, pressing you even harder against him.  A barely audible groan sounded from Herobrine, and you an answered with a soft gasp.  Sighing contently, you began to move your lips in sync with his, enjoying every second of what was transpiring.  

However, what was transpiring didn't last very long.  A soft knock was heard at the door, and startled you immediately disconnected your lips from Herobrine's and looked at the door, alarmed at the position that you let yourself get into.  Shortly after the knock the door creaked open, Splendorman looking hesitantly inside.  

"(Name)?" He began, "It was awfully quiet in here, is everything alri-" And then, as light cascaded into the closet, he fully saw the compromising position the two of you were in. His eyes widened, and his face turned bright red as he hurriedly averted his eyes.  "Um..." 

"Do you mind?  We're busy, get another closet." Herobrine snapped and pulled the door shut, the laughter and yells of approval audible through the door.