“This is just a dream, this is just a dream” I whispered to myself while squeezing my eyes tightly shut. I played my night back in my head to reassure myself of the mantra I was chanting. I remembered going to bed and falling asleep with an unsettling feeling of being watched. Now my arms were literally shackled above my head to the goddamn wall, in the same creepy old dungeon from my previous nightmare.
“Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”
Rationally, I knew that this was all some ridiculous imaginary place, built by my sick and twisted subconscious. If anything, it was probably created thanks to all the stress I put on myself because of school... Or it could have been that I had eaten mixed nuts right before bed again... But, regardless of the cause, it was still disturbingly real and vivid. I could smell the scent of musky stone mixed with fire and smoke. I could hear the flicking of the flames ...and the heavy footsteps approaching me.
“Oh, Buttercup...” A deep voice silkily cooed. I stiffened at the sound, knowing who the voice belonged to.
Of all the fucked up things that my subconscious has the ability to fabricate, it chooses this? Really?
“Open your eyes... Look at me.” He commanded while lifting my chin up with his clawed hand.
“No flippin way, Mephistophilis! I don’t have to listen to you, because you’re just some seductive dream apparition. You probably only exist because of the mixed nuts I keep eating right before bed!” I thrashed a bit and kept my eyes closed.
"Oh no... Did you just say that you ate mixed nuts? There weren’t any almonds in the mix, were there?” His voice was filled with sarcastic fake concern, as he tapped his claws nervously against the hard stone next to my head.
“Yes, yes of course there were almonds!” I sounded exasperated and felt ridiculous talking to a stupid imaginary demon about mixed nuts.
He tisked at me with a snicker. “And here I thought it was common knowledge that those mischievous almonds caused nothing but nocturnal troubles when eaten right before bed.” His lips suddenly pressed against my throat and trailed hot kisses up to my ear. “But, regardless of your late night snacking habits, You will still look at my form and know exactly who it is that’s fucking you into oblivion. So, I’ll tell you once again, open your eyes.” His hot breath fanned my ear as he growled out the words.
“You’re not real, this isn’t real. I’m just a crazy person who’s dreaming...” I said to myself, still refusing to open my eyes, even though I was tempted to scowl at his stupid almond comment.
An evil-sounding chuckle rumbled out from his chest. “Open. Your. Eyes!” I suddenly felt his clawed fingers painfully pinch one of my nipples and hold onto it.
Jumpin' Jellybean Jones, that hurt! ...And yet, my lower stomach clenched with arousal.
“No, you’re not real...” I softly whimpered.
“If I’m not real, then why not enjoy the illusion that this ‘seductive dream apparition’ can offer you?” He purred while gently caressing up my neck with his claws, sending a shiver down my spine.
I shook my head back and forth in refusal. He let out a loud growl and I suddenly felt his teeth on my other nipple. The pain was sharp, but he didn’t bite down hard enough to break the skin. A scream escaped my lips and my eyes finally flew wide open. His teeth released my throbbing bead, and he looked up at me with a devilish smirk.
“Well done, Buttercup.” He flashed his pearly white fangs at me. “Although, I’m a little disappointed that you broke before I could really begin torturing you.” He lazily circled a claw around my clit, sending heat between my legs, and then stood to his full height before me.
I sucked in a sharp breath of the warm musty air as I took in the sight of him. He was the same demonic version of Ashton that I’d previously dreamed about. The low flickering flames were casting dancing shadows across his perfect hard body. His face looked wickedly cruel, and his eyes were literally burning with lust as they glanced up and down my naked figure. The large black leathery wings attached to his back gently flapped once as if he were trying to show them off.
He slowly leaned his face in, until we were nose to nose, and forcefully crashed his soft lips against mine. His mouth moved in a rough dominating rhythm, claiming my lips for himself. Liquid heat began searing through my body, burning every inch of me. My eyes remained half-open, but I was blinded by the sudden carnal desire that the kiss had aroused. I felt as if I needed his touch more than the air I breathed.
My lips feverishly danced against his and slightly parted to allow his tongue to aggressively plunge deep inside of my mouth. His large clawed hands slowly trailed down my sides, grazing over my thighs, and then slid behind me to cradle my butt. He gripped my cheeks firmly and lifted my entire body off of the ground. My legs instinctively wrapped around his thick waist. I could feel the tip of his cock pressed against my weeping center, as he passionately trailed his kisses down my neck to my breast, sucking so hard it hurt.
A cadence of soft little moans flowed from my lips. I looked down at the top of his head as he assaulted my nipples with his wicked mouth. His twin horns had a gentle twisted curve to them and stretched farther apart the higher up they reached, somewhat resembling those of an impala. The black glossy ridges reflected beautifully in the dim firelight. I felt the urge to reach out and run my fingers along them, but my wrists were held hostage by the rusty metal cuffs and chains.
My body began to slowly rise, scraping against the rough stone behind me. The higher up I was lifted the lower his trail of hot wet kisses became. His tongue dipped into my belly button, right before he swiftly lifted me just above his head and then slightly back down, so that my legs rested on his shoulders and his face was level with my pussy. His large strong hands were my seat, as he began to aggressively feast on my soaking wet center with his invasive tongue and rough kisses.
I moaned and arched into his mouth’s scorching touch. My legs squeezed his head, with his lustrous midnight locks feeling like silk between my thighs. The cold stone pressed against my back, contrasting the heat in my core. My arms trashed by my sides as I tried feverishly to get closer to him. I needed to be closer. But he was in complete control of the situation.
His wicked tongue had turned me into a complete hot panting mess. I looked down and watched him lightly graze his sharp fangs along my pussy lips, sending yet another shiver up my spine. The knots in my lower stomach clenched at the sight and quickly became overwhelming. I felt delirious, all I wanted was more of him. His teeth grazed over my clitoris and I couldn’t take anymore.
“Come for me.” He growled, and then sucked down violently hard on my tender rosebud.
Sparks suddenly clouded my vision and it felt like something furiously exploded through my body. His silky tongue darted deeply inside of me and twisted around while my orgasm crashed over me. I screamed and my eyes rolled back in my head. My body convulsed, leaving aftershock tremors rippling through me.
He greedily lapped away at my juices, not leaving a single drop behind. Once he was satisfied he began to slowly lower me back down. My slick womanhood was pressed against him as I slid down his torso. I felt myself growing wetter with every hard ripple of muscle that my center slipped over. A small needy gasp escaped me as I landed on the tip of his erection. My legs fell on either side of him and found their way back around his waist.
“Tell me, Buttercup, did you enjoy the pain I inflicted?” His eyes glanced down to my peeking nipples and then back up to my face.
“W-what? Ju-just get inside me for, crying out loud!” I practically screamed in frustration as I tried to push my way down onto him.
He paused and looked strenuously at me for a moment, with the tip of his erection still teasing my squirming center. My liquid essence began slowly dripping down his length, causing a low rumble in his chest. His eyes held a furious lust, and then with a deep growl, he suddenly slammed me down over his huge throbbing cock.
"There, now answer me! Do you enjoy it when I inflict pain on you!?” His hips pushed me so firmly against the stone wall that he no longer had to hold me up.
I sputtered incoherently at him from the shock of having him so deeply inside of me. He grabbed a fist full of my hair and tilted my head up to look him in the eyes. His wings fell forward on either side of us, causing the sharp horns that protruded from the arching joints to scrap against the stone.
“Do you like it when I pull your hair?” He tugged on it roughly. “Or how about this?” He thrust his hips even harder against me, so that my butt painfully slammed against the cold stone, with his length slipping deeper inside of me.
His hand wrapped around my throat and his face glided up the side of my neck. The feeling of his rough stubble against my soft skin caused me to loudly moan next to his ear.
“Well, I can tell that you do.” He taunted and licked along my jawline with one swift flick of his tongue. “I can tell by your sweet little feverish moans, the way you squirm for me, the way your tight little cunt is grips my cock even tighter with every assault, and by the way your arousal is literally dripping down my... nuts.” He psychotically growled with a grin, while flashing his fangs at me.
Oh shoot, I’m in danger...
His hand slid up from my throat and wrapped around my face. He held eye contact as he began to furiously pound in and out of me. The heat in my core burned hotter with every powerful stroke. My stomach muscles clenched into a tight little ball as my climax built.
“Do not look away from me...” He gritted out. His long silky locks framed his handsome face and bounced with every thrust.
My eyes stayed locked with his golden fiery embers. My body went rigid and then convulsed around him. The pounding never let up. I let out a deep throaty scream and gripped onto him with my trembling legs. His mouth suddenly slammed against mine and our tongues began to erotically dance around each other in a feverish tango.
His rhythm stayed fast and relentless, thrusting his cock furiously in and out of me. I could barely take anymore and tears of passion began to slide down my cheeks. He started to slow the pace, and pressed his hips firmly against me, pinning my lower half in between him and the wall. He was buried all the way deep inside of me as he slowly began to grind, sending shock waves of pleasure throughout my body.
Our flesh was already closely pressed together, but he kept pushing even further against me. I felt as though I might suffocate in his infernal embrace. His harsh growls and groans were a contrast to my soft breathless gasps and cries. His hands found their way to my butt again, and the pace began to quicken once more. I found myself unable to stop screaming, as our bodies forcefully slapped together. His hands tightly squeezed my ass, pulling himself deeper inside of me. I frantically thrashed at my restraints, trying desperately to hold onto him for extra support.
He was a fiery chthonic demon, who completely possessed and dominated my body. It felt like Hellfire suddenly combusted in my soul as I clenched around his length. My orgasm triggered his own and I could feel his hot seed scorching my inner walls. I shook with exhaustion and pleasure as he laid tender kisses on my face and neck.
We panted together for a moment, body to body. He gently placed me back down onto my feet and undid my shackles. My legs were so wobbly that I almost fell face first onto the hard stone floor. His large arms quickly caught my limp trembling frame in a strong embrace, causing me to let out a small gasp.
He held me closely against him like I was his most invaluable treasure. His clawed hand twiddled with my hair, as I rested my head on his chest for a moment. It felt strangely comforting and safe. His large wings wrapped around me in an unexpectedly intimate embrace and I was completely engulfed by him.
“Will you love me?” His voice was deep and velvety, yet laced with tenderness.
Before I could respond, his warmth suddenly vanished. The dream was over and I was awake, back in my bed. I felt an emptiness from the loss of his touch. My eyes shifted around the darkness of the room, unsure of what exactly they were looking for. I laid there feeling confused and lonely until I fell back to sleep...
I’m never eating fucking mixed nuts before bed again.
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