It was the morning after the party and usually everything would be great. Priscilla was already in the bathroom, taking great care of herself. She seemed to have enjoyed the night with Y/N very much, evident by the smile on her face. Speaking of the man himself though, Y/N was still in bed, snoring as he turned around. The usual procedure that went down every morning, no matter what happened the night before. It was like he couldn't care less as long as he got enough sleep. Some people might have thought it was weird, others may have found it cute. Then again, Y/N was no object. He was a somewhat successful breakout star in ROH and that counted as a big success.

What kept him in bed though? The hangover couldn't be too bad, his body is in good condition aside from the scratch marks on his back and overall there was barely anything exhausting him that much. The thing was Y/N was dreaming.

------ In The Dream -----

Inside his head, Y/N was also in his hotel room and in bed, but the room was lit by red light and some kind of mist covering the floor. That alone was creepy enough, but it got even creepier when something emerged from the mist. Y/N could only watch as the creature moved closer, soon revealing a woman. But she didn't look like a normal woman, her make-up made her look like a zombie of some kind. Her hair was a mix of red and black in many different ways as her eyes scanned the room before landing on a terrified Y/N. It was like he was paralyzed when the woman climbed onto the bed, her body moving in an unnatural way while her eyes kept contact with his all the time. She looked hungry in a way as she positioned herself right on Y/N's waist, many different noises erupted from the woman and none of them sounded good in any way as Y/N was still puzzled from everything that was going on. The intensions were clear though as his boxers disappeared into the void.

Y/N:" What do you want from me?!"

But the stranger just grunted as she discarded what seemed to be her shorts or something, showing that she had nothing on underneath. Then she took Y/N's actually erect cock and inserted it into herself, wanting some of the action. However she kept Y/N down by pressing her hands harshly against his chest to the point where it actually hurt him. The two looked at each other, the woman in rage and Y/N in fear of what might happen, if she wasn't happy with his results. Surprisingly the woman had a pretty slick, but also tight pussy as she started riding Y/N as hard as she could, ecstasy taking over sooner than expected. Y/N hoped for a few normal sounding moans, but the woman let out snarls and growls. There was something very wrong about this whole thing and it was no fun at all, being handled like that. Sure, being on the bottom was a nice change, but not a single person got Y/N as scared as he was in this dream.

However, it got even weirder when the woman stuck her tongue out and licked Y/N's chest, leaving a slight trail of blood on it. What caused this? Well, she seemed to have bitten her own tongue a bit too hard and this was the exact thing she wanted. It was like a predator toying with his prey before killing it. Y/N's hips unwillingly increased the speed of his thrusts into the woman, making her yearn for much more. The pleasure caused her pussy to tighten more around Y/N's throbbing dick, actually letting a tingle run through the young man himself. Maybe there was something enjoyable to this, despite the fact that it could also be considered being raped in his dreams. Yes, this was not ideal, it would cause a lot of trouble and Y/N would be left disturbed for a while. Then again, if he closed his eyes, he could imagine it being someone else on top of him, so there was that mental image which caused Y/N to relax into it. The warmth and wetness that enveloped his member was the only thing he focussed on, pumping and thrusting as fast and as fierce as he could to hopefully satisfy the demon who haunted him.

Fortunately the whole affair was a dream, so nobody actually had to worry about the man in the real world. No matter how freaky it actually got, Y/N knew it wasn't real in the end. So it was no surprise that he flipped the script by rolling over and taking charge. This allowed him to finally get in as deeply as his body was able to. His thrusts were in a good rhythm now to hit every spot the right way while the woman below looked like she was about to kill him, because of Y/N taking over. There was no sympathy, no build up, nothing connecting any cuts, yet there the two were fucking. Of course everything could have turned out worse, but it really stayed calm for the most part. After a while though, Y/N felt that the strange woman was close to her climax, so he did everything in his power to give her exactly what she wanted. He groped her breasts firmly and flicked her nipples a few times along with giving slow strokes from now on. With one of those strokes, the woman came hard, drenching Y/N's thighs and the bed sheets. It was one of the few final steps to actually end this nightmare, the only thing left was for Y/N to cum as well. To get to that, he grabbed his 'partner' by her hips, pulled her to the end of the bed and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her eyes were still narrowed from rage, but her pale, almost completely white cheeks had a light red hue to them. Apparently Y/N was doing something right, giving the stranger as much pleasure as possible. His strokes grew significantly in impact, reaching deep into the woman's womb before Y/N finally came and coated her walls with his seed, making her actually let out a moan.

How did this end? Well, there was something written on the wall for Y/N to read.

Y/N:"...Abadon?...."

Then everything faded one thing after another. The room got smaller, the red light was more intense and the mist covered Y/N completely.

---- In Real Life -----

Back in the real world, Y/N awoke from his slumber drenched in sweat. He sat up and felt a big sense of dread, not believing anything that just went down in his head. The young man had to take several deep breaths to actually calm down enough to look around the room. Everything was back to normal: There were no red lights, no mist and certainly no stranger about to rape him in his sleep. The shower still ran, so that meant Priscilla was still around, which made the anxiety die down even more.

Y/N:" Fucking hell...I probably look like shit right now."

He took his phone to see it fully charged and with a few new messages. First out of everyone was Deonna.

Deonna(Text Message):" Hey Y/N. I haven't seen you around in a while. Tegan filled me in on everything, so don't worry about that. I hope you're doing okay. I miss you. 😘"

Next up was a bunch of people: Dakota, Rhea, Tegan, Renee and Lacey. All of them also sent Y/N a picture along with their messages.

Tegan(Text Message):" What's up, Y/N? I wanted to congratulate you on another win last night. You really improve fast, if you ask me. However, I miss being next to you on the couch or in bed. I really hope you come by again soon. #MissYou."

Dakota(Text Message):" Good shots last night, Y/N. You have a bright future ahead of you. Be careful to not knock any of the girls up down the road. I really wanna see you again soon."

Rhea(Text Message):" Good morning, Y/N. When I saw your first match, I wasn't sure what you would do, but now I got a feel for it. Nice matches and promos along the way. Keep it up and you might get something special. 😘😜."

Renee(Text Message):" Congrats on your start in the wrestling world, Y/N. When I was told you'd actually go through with it, I got so excited I almost jumped out of my seat. Believe me when I say I'm proud of you."

Lacey(Text Message):" It really is nice to see you persuing the same career as a lot of us. Within the first few weeks, you already showed such determination. Now, as a lady, I expect that you teach those nasties a lesson. Be safe, Y/N. 👒😁"

Seeing those messages put a big smile on Y/N's face as he thought back to how all the girls have been treating him thus far. It was an amazing trip within just a few months and here he was, wrestling professionally in ROH. If fate had a different plan, it hasn't kicked in yet. Priscilla stepped out of the bathroom and saw Y/N occupied, until she made a bit of noise.

Priscilla:" Sleeping beauty has finally found the way back, huh?"

Y/N:" Good morning to you as well, Priscilla."

Priscilla:" It definitly is a good morning after last night."

Y/N:" Oh yes, that's for sure."

Priscilla:" But...you seemed very uneasy for the last few minutes. Anything interesting happened in your dreams?"

Y/N:" More like terrifying..."

Priscilla:" Really? Why so?"

Y/N:" Well...The room was drenched in red light, some kind of mist covered the floor and a zombie-like woman, for the most part, raped me, so there's that."

Instead of feeling sorry, Priscilla started laughing softly after hearing Y/N's story. To her, it was obnoxious that something like that would happen, but Y/N's still pale face was enough to silence her.

Priscilla:" You're actually serious about this."

Y/N:" As serious as I can be. I have no idea who that was or why that was a thing, but it deeply disturbs me."

Priscilla:" Then let's go somewhere to take your mind off of this crap. You're not going to sit here and break your head from it."

Y/N:" You're just as persistent as some other people in my life."

Priscilla:" And who would that be?"

Y/N:" My girlfriends and some of their co-workers."

Priscilla:" Girlfriends? So you have more than one? And they're fine with you shagging other ladies?"

Y/N:" Yes and yes. Without them, I probably wouldn't be here right now. Dakota got me out of the mess that my life was before, Rhea is my second anchor and Tegan saved me from being sacrificed. I've been living with the three for a bit now and I have to say it's not the same without them around, so seeing them text me the way they did makes me come to my senses again."

Priscilla:" Wow...that's a life story I didn't expect from a guy like you."

Y/N:" Then what did you expect?"

Priscilla:" I dunno. Maybe a washed up highschool student, who didn't fit in any of the clubs."

Y/N:" Laaame. I have a way more interesting life."

Priscilla:" Sure you do, big guy."

Y/N:" You're pretty confident for someone who screamed my name last night."

This caused Priscilla to blush almost as red as her hair. Y/N on the other hand smirked and chuckled as he grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom to get himself ready for the day. There was a lot going on in the breakout star, but it was a lot of fun to travel and wrestle many different people with different styles and different backgrounds. And yes, the girls at home were still the most important in Y/N's current situation. That's why he's always happy  to hear from them. The only thing running through his mind is how his current storyline would continue on.