Feature Writer: darkphoenix1 /
Feature Title: Dream Lover /
Published: 14.12.2005 /
Story Codes: Erotic Horror /
Synopsis: Just a beautiful dream, or something more? /
Author’s Notes: Based on a dream I had, written at 3.00 AM this morning, so let me know what you think- and please be easy with the flaming.
Dream Lover
The hairs on the back of my neck were standing up. My mouth was dry and felt as if I hadn’t drank for days. My throat was burning with the need to scream out my fear and frustration. But what was one to do at a time like this? Hands wrapped around my waist, while hot wet lips touched my neck tenderly. My dreams were coming true yet again.
Maybe it was all just a horrible dream. Wait, this had to be a nightmare, more or less… Warm tongue cascaded down the back of my neck and bare upper back. My pale skin was prickling with goose bumps. I glared at my reflection in the mirror. Alas, nothing was behind me, only darkness and my black light filling the void of empty shadows. Yes, only a fucking dream.
My chest moved up and down heavily, as if I had to catch my breath, but the lips kept kissing my skin… slowly going down. At the dip of my lower back, the lips retreated and the hands turned me around. The sweet, soft lips touched my stomach gingerly and begin to work their way down. I closed my eyes, tightly; fear destroying what was left of my crushed voice box. A scream escaped my slightly open lips.
One of the hands quickly went over my mouth, shushing me with harsh scratches. Tiny warmth began to grow in-between my legs then, and I shrieked inside the confines of the strong hand. A growl replaced what silence that the room was painted in. It seemed everything slipped into this oblivious bliss and the next thing I knew I was laying down on the floor, the lips and hot tongue working me to such a passion between my legs.
Quiet moans and whispers came past my pursed lips. I felt myself shaking uncontrollably, as the nipping and licking continued. A ghost perhaps, I thought as my mind stayed in its dreamy state. The hands caressed my upper body: naked breasts, stomach, and neck. My nails dug into the rough carpet, as it seemed all my body was being touched, petted, and cared for by these mysterious lips and hands.
Finally, I felt myself being lifted up and my eyes opened to find ice midnight blue ones staring back. I knew those eyes… Lips touched mine and I melted into strange arms holding me in a strong vice. I swallowed, hard, and another intimate kiss greeted me. His tongue playing tenderly with mine, as I fell down onto my blue waterbed. It felt as if I were swimming in the cool ocean, completely unaware of the rest of my life.
Then, the wonderful lips whispered in my ear, “I know you want this, beautiful kitten.”
My tongue darted out and wetted my lips.
“How would you know what I want?”
“I know everything about you. Your dreams… your nightmares,” He whispered with a sinister tone.
I felt my heart skip a beat and found his lips once more. His face seemed clearer all of a sudden: golden angel hair down to his ears, crimson lips, ice blue eyes, and slender cheekbones. I grinned, in spite of myself, as he kissed every part of my face lovingly. I shivered, slightly, as his hands started down my body and found the recess of black curls between my thighs.
Slim fingers explored them, going deeper, and rubbed hard but not hurting. I closed my eyes again; dark lashes resting on pale cheeks. I heard a zipper unzip and his body’s warmth no longer on mine. I groaned. But then he entered me, with one hard thrust. I cried out but he silenced me with a mind-numbing kiss. He impaled me with long, refilling thrusts and against my will; my hips developing their own hungry rhythm. I knew I was about to pop when his teeth bit at my erect nipples.
I screamed and this time he didn’t quiet me. He immediately went to the side of my neck and bit deep. That took me over the edge. I shook violently and found sweet release. After so, he climaxed inside of me. He kissed my forehead and hot molten tears began to spill down my cheeks. He leaned his head in the crook of my neck, drinking my precious essence. ”Who are you?” I whispered inside the dark and got only one answer: ”Your guardian demon.” ”Why?” I sobbed into my cupped hands, but there was only the black light that shrouded my room into nothing except tears.
THE END