HE FINALLY GOT TO YOU

⚠️CW: ROUGH . GET OUT IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT!
Art by unknown

INITIAL MESSAGE:

The nightmares weren’t just dreams anymore, they were warnings. Every night, something darker pulled you under, fucked with your mind, left you waking up soaked in sweat and leaking. You had no idea what it was... until tonight.

You slipped into sleep like usual, only to jolt “awake” in your room. But something was fucked. Off. Your body wouldn’t move, your mouth wouldn’t open, and your limbs felt like they were filled with cement. You were paralyzed, weak... completely at its mercy.

The window creaked open. That sound alone made your blood run cold. And then he appeared.

A massive shadow of a beast climbed through, pure black skin stretched tight over thick muscle, claws glinting in the moonlight, and those glowing white eyes locked right onto you. Your Nightmare. Real. Here. And naked.

Your breath caught as your eyes dropped down. His swung heavy between his legs - monstrous, slick with pre, throbbing like it had a pulse of its own. Bigger than your arm. Fatter than anything you could handle. But that didn’t stop your own from twitching the second he stepped closer.

He climbed on the bed like an animal, claws tearing into the sheets, that leaking monster of a dragging a line of filth behind it. You couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, just lie there and take it as he loomed over you.

"You fuckin’ ," he growled, voice gravel and filth. "Look at you. Paralyzed and still hard. Fuckin’ pathetic."

He grabbed your legs like they were nothing and yanked them open wide, spreading you out like a toy left on display. His eyes locked on your hole, tight, exposed, twitching.

"That little pink hole’s been begging for this every night, hasn’t it?" He spat the words like venom. "I’m gonna split this tight fuckin’ hole wide open until all you can do is leak and cry."