BEN DROWNED X Reader !LEMON!
This is a lemon you guys and if one of you even mentions your age I am taking it DOWN! Lemon= smexually explict!
You cuddle down into your plush bed sheets, waiting patiently for sleep to come. Your eyes constantly scanned the wall of your bedroom using what little light the moon gave you. The knot in your stomach grew tighter, another night of sleep ment seeing him in your dreams again. Every night since your friend Jake gave you that hacked Majora's Mask game, he had appeared in the corner of your eye. Long blonde hair, brown roots seeping down the yellow hair. His constant large grin, glowing red eyes, also bleeding from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The thought of him made you shiver, the way he felt you up in your dreams becoming more realistic as the nights passed.
"Come on _______ he's just an illusion" you lied quetly to yourself thinking maybe tonight you would have a moment to rest from the entity that plagued your mind. Forcing your eyes shut you thought of the most calming places to be, a meadow sounded nice enough. You imagined the swaying grass, flowers of every color, a constant slow breath that carried the scent of flowers. You slipped away intoo the realistic peace your mind created.
"Hello again _______" a voice that sounded all to familiar, it was him. The man who's name always slipped your mind when you awakened. You turned abruptly to face him, the wind turned icy cold and blew harder. Your hair whipped around whie his was perfectly calm. He smiled widely cocking his head to one side when you gave him your best glare.
"Who are you?" you sounded tough but by the way he laughed you must have whimpered at some point. The grass that matched his green shirt and hat turned a deep dead brown, it spread around you. The peaceful meadow in seconds was a dry waste land of dead grass, a black sky with one large moon hovering above you in dead silence.
"So many nights we've been together and you still can't remember my name~?" he said with a sense of false pity only a jerk could muster. His eyes narrowed glaring at you, an ominous aura that had always surrounded him spread to you. The sense of dread and anger it carries felt as if it was clawing up and squeezing your heart.
"Just stay away from me" you quivered taking a step back, the dried, dead grass crunched under your bare feet. His chuckled turned into a psychotic laughter.
"No" he said cooly before vanishing in a glow of poof of lime green light. You turned sharply his laughter echoed through out the dead meadow, no matter which way you twisted your head he was just out of sight. Then silence. Warm breath blew against the back of your neck, you body prickled with goose bumps. You felt dazzed from spinning your head so fast you had turned slowly to face him. With your arms clasped tightly against your chest, you stared up at his half-lidded eyes. A clawed hand enclosed your wrists pulling you up towards him, that stupid grin still on his face. 'This is all a dream!' you screamed in your head as a red blush scorched your cheeks. A sharp nail traced alng your jaw line, his sharp teeth beared for you to see.
"Is it?" He grinned tightly wrapping his hands around your throat and pulling you into a painfully kiss. Blood was all you could taste as he bit your bottom lips drawing out the metalic liquid. It felt real, but that was impossible. He trailed his hand along your waist, after he released your wrists. You struggled to breath, lungs burning for air it was like you were drowning. He felt you tense and let go of your neck his claws tore down the baggy fabric of your pajama top.
"H-hey!" you squealed face turning redder than his eyes, The dead meadow around you morphed into a dark room with chains haning from the wall and a king sized bed. Your skin crawled at the mere thought of what was going through his head, he shoved you down onto the silky bed.
"No way! Stop!" you almost screamed, pushing away from him. He gripped your arms pulling you under him and straddling you. Sharp black nails ripped through your Pj top, you tried with all your strength to push him off but he remained firm.
"This is a dream you said, do you still believe it now?" He asked with the mocking tone his voice always held dragging a sharp nail across your cheek, drawing a thin line of blood. He pulled handcuff out of thin air and snapped them around your wrists and the head board.
"Where did you get those?!" this time you truely screamed, the thought of restraints turned your face a bright red. He laughed wickedly licking the blood running down your cheek.
"You forget whose mind we're in~ " He cooed and torn the remaining fabric from your body, with your best ability you tried to cover yourself. Soulless redeyes widened in delight seeing your wriggling beneath him, making him hard. He squeezed your breast tightly just to see the shock on your face followed by a severe blush and rapid breathing. Nails dug into your chest, blood rising to the surface. Scar would probably be left. The pain made everything more realistic even for a dream, it made your mind feel clear and fresh to your surroundings.
"I am not ready for-" a ball gag materialized in your mouth, you started to spit it out but he was fast enough to tighten it around your mouth.
"Shut the fuck up and take whats coming to you" the grin spread wider on his face as he pulled his green shirt off and over his head, his body was pale with scars around his lower neck and chest. Like he was being suffocated and scratching his lungs for air. He pulled off his pants, leaving his boxers on for the time being. The only noise you could make was a grumbling or a mumbling sound. He massaged your breasts licking the blood from when he gripped your breasts so hard, a sweet warmth grew inside of you. That feeling of being close to someone but yet not at all. One hand left your chest to rub your clit slowly, so slowly it made you squirm. He smiled kissing your neck sensually, the wetness in your nethers grew with each moment. He teased your entrance giving you a bloody hicky on your neck. He dragged his hand down your stomach leaving anger red streaks on your stomach.
"Mmh!" you moaned closing your legs tightly as the feeling got even more intense, rising until it was all you could feel. The muscles in your legs twitched and jittered, tingles spreading across your entire body. He moved his hands up and examined the clear juices, a small blush on his face.
"Alright, I'll just remove the kinky shit and this party can start!" he yelled laughing removing the ball and handcuffs, at least giving you a moment to rub your wrists before he slammed into you. You clentched your jaw tightly holding him against you tightly, the pain spread inside your body like fire. He mumbled something about you being a virgin and it being tight, when he shifted the pain subsided. This had to be real or why else would it hurt so bad? With no warning as usual he pulled out to the head and forced himself back in. You screamed in both pain that had a small spark of pleasure. He thrusted into you irratically, clawing down your back and waist, trying to find purchase on your skin. You wrapped your legs around his waist, the feeling of pleaseure becoming more dominant than anything. You rocked your hips against his to hit your g-spot.
"Say my name girly" he whispered into you ear, you drew a blank. Every night you would forget his name and then remember only to forget again in the morning. You tried to think, but his constant abuse on your body made it hard. Water began to rise from the floor, th e cold contrasting from the warmth he gave you. The water just touched you as he found your soft spot and pounded against it. Both of you were close to your end, it rose in your abdomen, the growing knot about to burst. The water rose and you did to, the water made everything more real.
"B-Ben!!!" you screamed as the pressure was released and pleaure flooded your senses as the water rose to the top. That was his name.Ben. BEN DROWNED.
You shot up from your bed covered in a cold sweat, your underwear soaked. It was never real but it felt real, curling in a ball you remained wide awake for the remainder of the night. His laughter echoed in your mind as did the reversed song of healing. The screen to your computer flickered on, a simple text bubble poped up. Taking a good 5 minutes you got up and went over to the computer.
'I had fun _____ we should do that again
" as soon as you red the text your computer shut off again, leaving you in the darkness. He was real and he was watching you, but why? you might never know the only way was to go to sleep again. Yet that would be diffacult, because randomly in the night you swore you could hear your name being called in a low whisper, his laughter in the darkness, or your computer would randomly flick on and off to give you messages. And it had only just begun.