(Request: imlesbiank

I have never done a Dom!Nightmare before! This is my first time experiencing writing it, so buckle in!)

•|Day one|•

Killer opened his locker.

A note fell to the floor, making him confused. No, it wasn't a full note, it looked like it was cut from a larger piece of paper, just a tiny strip. The 'note' was typed in... standard typewriter font? Killer knew it was a font you could use on your computer, but it was odd to use for a note.

"Dear Killer" it read. That was all. Just... "Dear Killer" 

Killer found it so weird, but just shoved it in his hoodie pocket and continued with his day.

•|Day two|•

Killer opened his locker once more for another 'note' to fall out.

"How you'll never know" this one read. It sparked his interest. What would he never know? When his friends walked over, he shoved the strip in his hoodie pocket as he did the last one. It was still in his pocket.

•|Day three|•

Killer kneeled as he opened his locker, holding his hand out. He caught the slip, anxious to read what this one read.

"What I do"

He walked over to where his friend group would hang out. He felt his cheeks heat up as he saw Nightmare. His usually waist long purple and cyan hair wasn't just cut— it was basically gone. He had shaved the left half of his hair, only keeping his bangs to cover his right eye. Killer liked it this way more. He couldn't just talk to Nightmare! He looked too... amazing! He would just jumble his words and his face would burn like fire if he tried! He walked away, deciding he would tell them the next day.

•|Day four|•

Killer did the same as he did the day before— kneel, hold his hand out, and catch the slip as it fell.

"In the night"

"Hey, what's that?" Nightmare skipped over to Killer joyfully.

"N-N-Nightmare!" Killer jumped up, blushing. Nightmare was so much more handsome up close. And he was already handsome many feet away.

"The slip in your hand? What is it?" Nightmare pointed at the tiny paper.

"Oh n-nothing!" Killer shoved it in his pocket so it could join the others.

•|Day five|•

Killer opened his locker. But before the slip could float down to his hand, another hand snatched it.

"Hey!" Killer turned to the person. His face exploded in blush as he saw it was Nightmare.  He looked away, but held out his hand slightly, trying not to accidentally touch Nightmare's thigh, which was face level yo him. "U-umm, can I have m-my p-paper back?" 

"Next to you" Nightmare read the odd font in his mind. He kept his smirks in his mind.

"What does that mean?" Nightmare asked, putting back on his act.

"What does what mean?" Killer wondered.

"'Next to you'. What does it mean?" Nightmare asked.

"I don't know. I've been getting little slips like this with no real context or meaning everyday for the past few days. They're just... coming out of my locker, typed in that standard type writer font. That's it." Killer shrugged, standing up. His face once more exploded into blush as Nightmare was so close.

"Just think. How can they maybe make sense?" Nightmare asked. His voice was so soft. His eye was so helpless. His body moved closer to his. Their lips nearly met when-

RIIIIIIINNNG!!!

Nightmare looked away, blushing a dark purple.

"M-maybe you should glue them on a piece of paper in order or something. Ya know, maybe they're just parts of a longer note. Ihavetogo! Bye!" Nightmare ran off.

Killer decided it wasn't a bad idea.

•|Day six|•

Killer forgot about the week before. He opened his locker, a note falling out. He suddenly remembered what happened and picked it up, reading it.

"To your body" 'W-what?!'

"What does today's note say?" Nightmare bent over.

"To your body?" Killer said, though, it sounded like he was asking Nightmare a question. As if he didn't read it right.

"Hmm, have you started with gluing them down yet?" Nightmare asked. Killer shook his head. "You should. Anyways, see you!"

•|Day seven|•

Killer had glued all the notes to the very last paper in his binder the night before. He couldn't sleep, so he decided to finally do it. He couldn't sleep even more after. He hesitated before opening his locker, catching the note.

"And sleeping mind" this one said.

"Killer?" the owner of a soft voice gently shook Killer's shoulder, snapping him out of his zoned-out faze.

"Oh! Yes?" Killer turned around. His heart leapt as he saw Nightmare's face, bearing a worried expression in his eye.

"Are you okay? You seem tired." Nightmare told him.

"Uh-huh! Just tired..." Killer closed his locker.

"Oh, okay..." Nightmare began to walk away.

"Nightmare, wait!" Killer quickly grabbed Nightmare's shoulder. He turned around, blushing a light purple. "I-I don't know if I feel safe, knowing about this stalker, so... maybe we can walk home together? I-I just feel I'd be safer with someone else with me. I have been feeling someone following me..."

"Yeah! I-I'd walk home with you! I wouldn't want you to feel scared, after all." Nightmare nodded, his blush deepening.

"T-thanks, Nightmare." Killer pulled him into a hug. "You're a good friend."

•|Day eight|•

Killer was quick to read this letter.

"Soon enough," this one read.

'Weird, this one is only two words, not three like usual...' Killer thought.

•|Day nine|•

"You'll be mine" Killer read to The Gang. Well, what was left of The Gang, anyways. He was so scared. He didn't want to be this creepy stalker's! He already grew to like Nightmare, and he could never love this creeper!

"Maybe this could be the end of the poem." Blackberry concluded.

"Yeah, but, isn't it weird?! Who could've written this!! I have zero clues, and no way of telling!" Killer exclaimed, pacing.

"Calm down, class is starting soon. We can find out later." Error rolled his eyes and began to leave with Fell. He thought this all was so stupid! Why would Killer be so afraid?

•|Day ten|•

Killer hesitated as he was about to do his locker combo. What if there wasn't a note? What if there was? He was so scared, feeling terrified for his life. He finally mustered up the courage to open it.

"~Love, your future husband~" it read.

Killer felt so disgusted. Why would this creep think he'd want to marry him?  Well, at least he knew one thing– they were a boy.

He made it to his class and learned...

Color had been brutally murdered.

•|After school|•

"So, it reads

Dear Killer,

How you'll never know

What I do

In the night

Next to you

To your body

And sleeping mind

Soon enough,

 You'll be mine

~Love, your future husband~" Killer repeated the note.

"You're scared of them?" Nightmare asked.

"Yeah! I wish this... this fucking stalker would just leave me alone! He's so creepy! Ugh!" Killer groaned. Nightmare looked down, blushing slightly. He felt so much shame. He knew he had to shake it off, he was doing what he was doing for love!

"Who do you think he could be?" Nightmare asked.

"I don't know... well, this is my place..." Killer looked up.

"Oh, uh, bye..." Nightmare nodded. Killer started walking into his house when Nightmare tackled him.

"Nightmare?! What are you doing?!" Killer fought against him as Nightmare pinned him. 

"Just give in~ And you'll finally know what I do to you~" Nightmare smirked at the terrified expression on Killer's face as he forced the rag onto him, slowly making him pass out.

•

Killer woke up in a dark room, tied up to a chair.

"Hello? Who's there?!" Killer called out.

"Killer~ Hey~" a voice flirted. A figure swung his hips as he walked over.

"Nightmare!" Killer screamed. He struggled to get out, fighting against the rope around him. It dug into his skin as he realized he was was in nothing but his underwear.

"I hope you don't mind if I'm top tonight~" Nightmare strutted into the light.

Killer felt his boxers tighten as he saw what he was wearing.

A black thong with straps connecting to his stockings. Nothing else. He was shirtless and his thighs popped with the stockings.

"Like what you see?~" Nightmare turned around, swiftly bending over for Killer. He shoved his ass in Killer's face, making his boxers tighten more.

"G-get away from me!" Killer turned away, blushing. He shivered, struggling against the rope more. He gasped as his boxers were pulled off and down to his tied together feet. His member straightened and throbbed in the cold air.

"So hard~ Oh~ Senpai, you're so long!~" Nightmare drooled, his own member hardening in his underwear.

"No!" Killer yelped as Nightmare got between his legs. He sat on his knees, grabbing Killer's cock. He purred and shoved it into his mouth. His tongue trailed around and along Killer's members causing him to moan.

"Mmmm~" Nightmare hummed, sending vibrations onto the dick.

"Ohh!~ S-staahp!~ I-I'm gonna- AHHH!!~" Killer moaned loudly, tears pricking his eyes as he came into Nightmare's mouth. Nightmare swallowed it, purring at the taste.

"Let's get on to it~" Nightmare smirked, standing up. 

"W-wait! N-no!" Killer struggled in his restraints.

The shorter male held his legs on his bare, scarred shoulders, pulling his underwear down. Night put a hand on Killer's knee and used his other to guide his member, rubbing it on Killer's ass. Killer moaned by accident.

"You ready, Senpai?~" Nightmare smiled lovingly at him.

"Please don't! Stop!" Killer begged.

"I can wait." Nightmare smiled sweetly.

After enough time from Killer refusing, Nightmares got bored.

"I'm going to go in now." Nightmare said. Killer screamed in objection before Nightmare quickly thrusted in. Tears streamed down Killer's face.

"No!" Killer looked up, trying to get his tears to stay in his eyes.

"Feel free to enjoy it~" Nightmare smirked before beginning to thrust slowly.

Killer's sobs bounced around the walls of the basement. Nightmare couldn't find a way to fix it. After a few minutes, Killer wasn't as tight, so it couldn't be pain. It couldn't be rudeness, Nightmare was very polite. He tried slowing more, but Killer's sobs continued. 'Maybe I'm going too slow for him.' Nightmare thought. He sped up, thrusting faster and faster. Moans interrupted Killer's sobs, making Nightmare think he's finally enjoying it. He began to thrust fast, making Killer's walls bleed. Killer screamed, choking on his tears and sobs. Nightmare was controlled by pleasure as he thrusted faster and faster.

"Stop! AHHH!!~ STOP IT!! STOP!" Killer screamed and begged, tears ran down his cheeks. Driven by lust and power, Night continued to pounded into him.

"You feel so good!~" Nightmare moaned, licking his lips. He moaned loudly, his voice stopping himself from realizing the truth. 

"N-Nightmare!~" He smirked as he heard his name and felt a knot form in his stomach.

"I'm gonna come, Senpai!~" Nightmare moaned, going faster. He used the blood as lube, making it easier to thrust faster.

"W-wait!" Killer screamed before moaning as Nightmare's seed filled his ass, making him come as well. His cum covered Nightmare's chest and stomach.

"Ahh~ It felt so good to come inside of you~" Nightmare leaned onto Killer, purring.

"W-why would you-?" Killer burst into tears again, startling Nightmare.

"Killer, are you okay?" Nightmare caressed his cheek.

"You monster! You raped me! You did!" Killer screamed at him. Nightmare whimpered. He pulled out and got from between Killer's legs, looking down in shame. "You are such a monster!"

Nightmare kissed him sweetly, wrapping his arms around Killer's neck.

"Get away from me!" Killer screamed.

"I-I didn't mean this! I love you, I'm sorry!" Nightmare stared into Killer's eyes lovingly. Killer screamed and sobbed, calling for someone. No one came for him, Nightmare just sat on his knees, waiting for Killer to stop. He continued to screech, begging for help. After nearly an hour of this, Killer passed out from exhaustion. Nightmare untied him, picking him up.

He carefully lugged him to his bed. He perched him on a chair, getting some clothes. He had plenty in Killer's size, he's been preparing for this day. He changed Killer, making sure not to awake him. He made sure to keep it comfortable and simple.

A simple dark blue cotton tee shirt with black sweatpants. It was a nice outfit, comfortable for anyone. It was good to sleep in.

Nightmare picked him up again, gently putting him onto the bed. He put some clothes on himself, a black tank top and grey shorts. He put on the hoodie Killer was wearing earlier, smelling the smell of Killer. It was of iron and sweat, quite literally sweat and blood, but Nightmare enjoyed it anyways. He liked the hint of caramel you could smell if you put it right up to your nose.

"Hey Senpai~" Nightmare smiled. He climbed onto the bed, cuddling up to Killer. He nuzzled the crook of his neck, smiling as he drifted off to sleep.

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