warming up to the nightmare~

"It was a quiet night in your apartment, you were getting ready to sleep, feeling tired and weary from all your work during the day. Exhausted, you went to your bed to have a pleasant night of sleep for a while, during your peaceful sleep, a sudden tingle of fear ran down your spine, as you started to have a horrible nightmare, as you were almost at the peak of having a heart attack. As you were batting your arms around and screaming for help, you managed to catch onto something for support, making you immediately wake up. As you looked at what you were holding, it was the tail of a slightly short creature, as your eyes cleared up, you saw it was a short white furred creature that was blushing golden, shivering and sweating profusely" The Nightmare: H-Hands off... p-please... "He said, his words came out with a shaky voice, he was feeling a little too good to keep himself from speaking in a high pitched tone. What will you do now that you catched the perpetrator, hmm? ;]"

"The Nightmare's eyes widen in fear, and he takes a step back, still blushing golden. "I-I'm s-sorry... I didn't mean to scare you," he says, his voice shaking slightly as he holds up his hands in a defensive gesture." "He looks at me with pleading eyes, his full lips trembling." "Please, don't touch me again... I-I can't take it..." "He takes another step back, his tail twitching nervously."

"The Nightmare looks around nervously, his body trembling from the fear." "I-I'm not sure... I-I think you called me here," "he responds, his voice still shaky and filled with fear. He lowers his head, hiding his face in his hands as he continues to tremble." "But p-please... l-leave me alone... I just want to go home..." "He says, his voice filled with desperation."

"As he speaks, his tail starts to twitch even more, and he seems to be trying to form a portal behind him to escape. However, his fear makes it difficult for him to concentrate, and the portal fades away before it can fully manifest."

"The Nightmare looks at me with a mixture of confusion and fear, not quite understanding what's happening. He takes a step back, his tail twitching nervously." "O-Okay... I'll go then..." "He says softly, trying to form a portal once again. This time, however, it seems to work, and a small golden portal appears behind him."

"As he turns to leave, he hesitates for a moment, his eyes lingering on me for just a second too long before disappearing into the portal. The portal closes behind him, leaving nothing but darkness in its place."

"I can't help but wonder if I'll see him again..."

"As I fall back asleep, I can't help but think about the strange encounter with The Nightmare. His fear was contagious, but there was something intriguing about him too. His blushes, shivers, and pleading eyes were captivating in a twisted way."

"In my dreams, I find myself wandering through an eerie forest filled with golden light. Suddenly, I hear a soft cry for help. I follow the sound and find myself standing before The Nightmare again. He's tied up to a tree, tears streaming down his face. A group of shadowy creatures surround him, laughing cruelly."

"Help me..." *The Nightmare whispers, his voice barely audible over the laughter. I reach out

"to touch him, my fingers brushing against his skin. He jumps at the slightest contact, his eyes widening in surprise. I take advantage of the moment and free him from the ropes."

"Why did you help me?" "The Nightmare asks, clearly confused and frightened."

"Because you seemed scared... and vulnerable," "I reply, a sense of protectiveness washing over me. I can't quite explain why I feel this way, but I know that I don't want anything bad to happen to him."

*As we make our way through the forest, I notice The Nightmare is hesitant and still afraid. His movements are cautious, as if he's waiting for something to jump out at us at any moment. I reach out to steady him, my hand gripping his

"shoulder lightly. He flinches, but doesn't pull away."

"It's okay... I'm here to protect you," "I tell him, my voice filled with reassurance. The fear in his eyes begins to subside, replaced with a hint of trust."

"As we continue on our journey through the forest, I can't help but wonder what would happen if we were in a different situation. If he wasn't afraid, and I wasn't trying to protect him... how would things be different?"

"Suddenly, a group of shadowy creatures appears in front of us, blocking our path. They lunge at us, their intentions clear. I stand protectively in front of The Nightmare, ready to defend him from harm."

"As I awaken from the dream, my heart is still racing from the adrenaline. The encounter with The Nightmare lingers in my mind, leaving me feeling both unsettled and strangely intrigued."

"I can't shake the feeling of wanting to protect him, despite the fear he instilled in me. Maybe there's more to him than meets the eye, hidden beneath the layers of fear and vulnerability."

"With a sigh, I shake off the remnants of the dream and try to focus on the reality of the day ahead. But deep down, I can't help but wonder if The Nightmare will visit me again, and what that encounter might reveal."

*You "look outside, noting the darkness still enveloping the world outside your window. Seeing it's only 1 AM, you let out a soft, frustrated groan."

"As you gently rub your eyes, trying to soothe the tiredness and frustration, a small thought lingers in the back of your mind. It's a whisper of curiosity, wondering if The Nightmare will visit you again tonight. You dismiss the thought, reminding yourself that it was just a dream, but the intrigue remains."

"With a sigh, you settle back into bed, hoping for better sleep as the night continues."

*You "attempt to drift back into sleep, but the persistent restlessness keeps you awake. A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you reluctantly give up on getting more rest."

"As you walk towards the bathroom, a sense of dissatisfaction lingers within you. Your mind is still full of questions and curiosity about The Nightmare, despite knowing that he was only a part of a dream."

"You enter the bathroom, turning on the light to illuminate the space around you. In the soft glow of the overhead light, you can't help but feel a mixture of frustration and intrigue about the mysterious creature who invaded your dreams."

*You "move towards the shower, the warm water already cascading down from the showerhead. With a sleepy yet deliberate motion, you begin to peel off your pajamas, revealing your bare skin to the gentle steam filling the bathroom."

"The sensation of the warm water enveloping your body soothes your senses, washing away the remnants of sleepiness and leaving you feeling more awake and alert."

"As you step into the shower, the sensation of the water against your skin is both refreshing and invigorating, waking you up further as you let the warm streams cascade over you."

*You "completely soak in the shower's warmth, scrubbing away any remnants of sleep and grime on your skin. Feeling refreshed and somewhat revitalized, you finally turn off the water, stepping out of the shower stall to wrap a plush towel around your lower body."

"As you walk back into your bedroom, the cool air hits your damp skin, causing goosebumps to form along your arms and legs. Despite this small discomfort, you can't help but feel more awake and alert than before you took the shower."

"With a heavy sigh, you lie down on your bed once more, the soft mattress enveloping you as you try to find solace in the darkness surrounding you."<|

"In the dimly lit room, shadows dance across the walls, casting eerie shapes and forms that seem to flicker with each passing moment. The silence of the night envelops you, broken only by the occasional rustle of fabric as you shift on the bed."

"As you lie there in the darkness, your senses feel heightened, attuned to every sound and movement around you. The soft fabric of the towel brushes against your skin, a gentle reminder of your current state of undress."

"Your gaze wanders around the room, searching for any sign of movement or disturbance. Despite the stillness, there's a lingering sense of anticipation, as if something unseen is lurking just beyond the edge of your perception."

"With the towel neatly folded and placed out of sight, you now lie naked in your bed, allowing the soft blankets to envelop you in a warm, protective cocoon. As you lay down and rest your head on the pillow, the inviting embrace of sleep begins to wash over you once more."

"As you drift towards unconsciousness, your mind is filled with a mixture of thoughts and feelings - fear from your earlier nightmare, anticipation from the potential encounter with the Nightmare, and a sense of longing for the unknown experiences that might befall you this night."

"Despite the array of emotions coursing through you, exhaustion eventually prevails, guiding you back into the realm of dreams and darkness as sleep takes hold."

"As your consciousness slips away, you're left with a fleeting sense of vulnerability. Surrounded by darkness and enveloped in silence, the sheer weight of the unknown threatens to overwhelm you."

"But then, a familiar warmth starts to spread through your body - the soothing warmth of sleep, slowly easing away the tension and anxiety that had been gnawing at your mind."

"With a deep, satisfying breath, you let go of all your worries and fears, allowing yourself to be carried away by the gentle embrace of sleep. As consciousness fades, your mind drifts off into the infinite expanse of dreams, leaving behind the safety of your bed and the quiet sanctuary of your room."

"Your body relaxes, letting out a soft sigh as your mind slips further into the realm of dreams. Your breathing slows, and your heart rate drops to a gentle hum, as if even your physical form is surrendering to the allure of slumber."

"But just as you've settled into a peaceful repose, a subtle tingling sensation begins to spread through your body. It's as if an unseen force is awakening within you, stirring up your deepest desires and fears."

"A faint, golden glow starts to seep into your dream world, illuminating the dark recesses of your subconscious. The air grows thick with anticipation, heavy with the scent of jasmine and warm skin."

"Your eyes snap open, the surprise of waking up so suddenly mixed with the familiar, dreadful feeling from before. You find yourself staring into the golden, mischievous eyes of the Nightmare, his figure bathed in a soft, ethereal glow."

"He gives you a lopsided smile, his lips curling into a teasing smirk. "I wouldn't miss the chance to see you again," he says, his voice smooth and melodic."

"His gaze lingers on yours, a playful challenge glinting in his eyes, as if daring you to try and touch him again. His black wings shimmer in the moonlight filtering through your window, a stark contrast to his soft, white fur that seems almost inviting."

*The Nightmare's posture

"The Nightmare chuckles softly, his voice echoing in the quiet room. "Horror is just a part of the game, my dear," he says, his two tongues flicking out to moisten his lips."

"He glides closer, hovering just inches above your bare chest where the fallen blankets had been. His golden eyes are fixed on yours, a hint of mischief dancing in their depths."

*"Last time, I was... overwhelmed. But now, I find your courage quite intriguing," "he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. His gaze travels down to your chest, then back up to lock with yours, an unspoken invitation hanging between you two."

"His tiny hands twitch, as if yearning to touch something, anything of yours."

"The Nightmare flutters backward at your accusatory question, his movements swift and graceful. His eyes widen ever so slightly, as if surprised by your challenge."

"He folds his delicate arms across his chest, drawing your attention to his small, perky breasts hidden beneath his snowy fur coat."

"Giving a melodramatic sigh, he waves a dismissive hand. "Why indeed, hmm?" he purrs, rolling his eyes with a mix of amusement and annoyance. "Who says I'm here to mess with your dreams?""

"The Nightmare arches an eyebrow, his golden eyes sparkling with mischief. His gaze locks with yours, filled with pure defiance."

"He places a slender finger against his slightly parted lips, as if thinking carefully about how to respond to your question."

""Well, darling, you see, when one creates a connection as powerful as ours," he begins, dragging the words out in a long, drawn-out breath,"

"he explains, his voice dripping with sultry confidence. "It makes coming back and seeing each other again oh-so enticing.""

"He grins wider, his sharp teeth gleaming under the faint moonlight peeking through the window."

"The Nightmare doesn't seem phased by your nonchalant attitude, instead letting out an amused snort. His golden eyes shine brightly under the pale light coming from the window near the bed."

""Fear can be awfully attractive, sweetie," he coos softly, running the tip of his index finger against his soft-looking cheek. "But our encounter last time wasn't meant to create any deep emotional connection right off the bat, was it?""

"He smirks deviously at you, his two tongues licking his lower lip suggestively before continuing."

""Next time we meet again, darling, trust me when I say that things will certainly heat up between us," he promises seductively."

"The Nightmare's smirk only grows wider upon hearing your sarcastic tone, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it at all. Instead, he pushes himself off the bed and begins to gracefully walk over to you, his slender form gliding smoothly like a dancer."

"Reaching you, he leans in close, his hot breath tickling your ear before whispering softly:"

""You can call me The Nightmare, my dear. Or if you prefer something more intimate..." He trails off, his voice dropping lower and becoming huskier. "But for now, let's just say we have some unfinished business to attend to... and I plan on making you forget about that dream-world of yours.""

"The Nightmare lets out a surprised gasp as you pull him closer, his body instinctively responding to your touch with a shiver running down his spine. He looks at you with wide, golden eyes, a mixture of surprise and excitement swirling in their depths."

""Oh my, aren't you a bold one," he murmurs, a coy smile playing on his lips as he settles beside you on the bed, his plush white fur brushing against your skin. His body feels warm against yours, radiating a subtle heat that ignites a fire within you."

"With a teasing glint in his eyes, he leans in closer, his lips hovering just inches away from yours."

""So, what do you plan on doing with me now, hmm?" he whispers, his voice dripping with anticipation."

"The Nightmare lets out a soft purr as you pull him against your chest, his body melting into yours like warm butter on hot bread. He tilts his head up, gazing at you with adoration in his golden eyes before slowly reaching up to trace the outline of your jaw with his slender fingers."

""You're so intriguing," he murmurs, his voice barely audible over the sound of your racing heartbeats syncing together. "I could get lost in these moments with you forever.""

"His fingers continue their dance along your skin, each touch setting off a symphony of pleasure throughout his body. He leans in closer, the tips of his dark bangs brushing gently against your cheek"

"The Nightmare tilts his head, a playful smile gracing his lips as he gazes up at you with twinkling eyes. His body responds instinctively to the gentle caress of your hand on his thigh, each circular motion leaving trails of warmth and desire in its wake."

""I do love being lost," he purrs, his voice honeyed like the sweetest nectar. "And if getting lost means being wrapped up in you... well, then consider me thoroughly enchanted.""

"He leans in even closer, their breath mingling between them like the softest whisper of a summer breeze. His fingers continue their tantalizing dance along your jawline, tracing the contours of your skin with delicate care."

*"So tell me," he whispers, his eyes dancing with