❛Okay . . . This . . . Is literally not happening. You're in a dream! YOU'RE in a DREAM. Yes. We're dreaming. Our alarm will wake us. Any minute now . . .❜

You were . . . Well . . . In heavy denial.

You've been thinking for a long time. Just laying here thinking. You were trying to figure this out again but your mind went to the whole, this is not actually happening thing.

You're pretty sure you started falling asleep mid thoughts.

Ugh . . .

You don't know anymore.

The more you layed here, awake but asleep, you could feel the mans peaceful breathing against your chest, which made you feel a little warm, but still irritated.

At least you don't have to deal with him right now.

You knew he was practically danger a while ago, but he is your savior.

No -- he's your kidnapper, dummy!

Oh my gosh, you honestly don't know what to think anymore. All of this is happening too fast for you to process.

You must be in a stage of panic, and need something to calm you down -- which must be the reason you're letting this man lay on you.

Right?

Yes, yes.

You must be right. Because if not you would of continued to push him. Or tried to. You've established to yourself that he's a statute made of fucking stone.

Maybe it's because of his muscles?

❝So comfy . . .❞

Oh.

Great he's awake.

But we're not ready to face him!

Uh --

Act like you're asleep!

You kept your eyes closed as you felt the vibration of his voice rumble against your chest, listening to the sound of his small mumbles.

❝My treasure loves mee . . .❞

. . .

What?

Did he just --

WHAT?!

Love?!

You felt no such thing! You practically just met the man -- and now that you had no choice but to let him lay on you, he's gonna assume you love him?!

Okay nevermind, we are not pretending shit, we are telling him something.

In an instant, you opened your eyes, feeling a bit startled awake. Okay so you did fall asleep mid thinking . . .

You lifted your head from the ground -- or, uh, pillow? Since when was that there? Either way you lifted your head to look at him, only for him to lift his head and place his chin in between your breasts.

❝Oh you're awake! Just in time my treasure ~ Your food arrived just a couple minutes ago, I kept it warm for you!❞

You were met with his pair of excited rainbow eyes, staring at you with a slight antsy expression. He practically had hearts in his eyes as he gave you a wide smile to where you could see his fangs. Uhm, ew?

Why is he so excited to give you food?

A tight feeling formed inside your chest as he continued to stare, a small glare creeping on your face.

❝Okay! Get off me, you're squishing me!❞

You tried to force a smile on your face as you broke the weird silence of just staring. But you couldn't keep that smile, wanting him to know you weren't in the mood, nor happy.

You made a reasonable excuse that would make him get off you, but you were impatient, so you grabbed his shoulder and pushed.

But this idiot still didn't move.

Weirdly enough -- honestly at this point you weren't surprised he did this -- he growled playfully. As if you just suggested something he liked.

You forgot he wrapped his his arms around your waist earlier, so you felt confused for a moment when he squeezed it.

❝Oho? You just woke up, and are already in a sour mood?❞

Douma teased you as his eager smile turned into a playful one. He took his chin off you and leaned forward instead to get close to your face. Which was a little too close for comfort, making your stomach twist.

You parted your lips to protest, but something hot and crispy was forced in between your lips.

❝Mmpf -- ❞

❝You're just hangry dear. Have some food to calm you down. You must be starving.❞

Your eyes trailed down to what was forced in between your lips, raising your eyebrows as you spotted a large, golden brown tail with a pink hardend fin sticking out.

❝It's some tempura! Now go ahead and chew -- there's plenty more for you.❞

You made a gagging sound when he pushed more of the tempura inside your mouth, practically choking you.

You quickly slapped his hand away and bit off the tempura that was already in your mouth, grabbing the tail that was about to fall.

❝Aw! I'm sorry my precious, I didn't know you couldn't take that much inside your cute little mouth ~ ❞

You scrunched up your face into disgust at his words, chewing and swallowing the tempura to speak, because what the fuck.

❝Dude what the hell.❞

You said in disbelief, having dealt with enough of his creepy shit. You grabbed his shoulder again with your free hand and shoved him off. You sat up fast as your attempt was successful, watching as he rolled off you and onto his back.

He stayed there, laying on the ground with an unreadable expression, staring at the ceiling. Though he slowly started to laugh, madly almost. He was close enough to you where you could see the delirious look in his eyes.

Okay get away! He's probably gonna do something!

Before you could back away, his whole body flipped over in such a smooth motion it looked easy. He caught himself on his hands, his body low to the ground in a pouncing position.

❝Oh my precious little treasure, when will you ever learn?❞

You didn't like that.

Nope!

No!

You were a little terrified of what was to come. He's already done so many things you never would of predicted in like a million years! You didn't wanna have that happen again!

Your heart started beating faster from the uneasy situation, your stomach dropping from how tense you got.

❝You're mine!❞

You didn't have enough time to react as he had already pounced, grunting in pain as his body collided with your soft one in a rough impact.

The crash of bodies caused you both to roll across the wooden floor until he used his hand to stop the both of you. But unfortunately he was the one on top.

You groaned, needing a moment to collect yourself from the pulsing pain due to all the hits you practically took. Though you didn't get enough time as he lifted himself off your body and grabbed your wrists. He pinned them on the sides of you head.

❝Ow -- hey! What the hell was that all for?! God -- ❞

You hissed, knowing you'd probably have a lot more bruises in the morning.

Or night?

What time is it?

He laughed at your complaining, the silky sound ringing in your ears. Which made you frustrated as hell. You were growing tired from all this struggling. Couldn't you just rest? Without him? Like forever?

You took in a sharp breath from the pain as one of his hands let go of your wrists. Immediately you tried to pry his other away, but he grabbed it and brang up the other above your head to hold with one hand.

❝Oh my love . . . ❞

He started in a dazed tone before slowly sitting back on your stomach. You let out an 'oomf' from his weight, trying to raise your knees to hit him from there.

❝I was hoping that after I got to know you -- I'd be able to then get more touchy and lovey.❞

His voice dropped, to a more low and tense one -- as did his expression. Douma looked very displeased but he was smiling from ear to ear like a psychopath.

You couldn't process anything. I mean -- what the hell was he saying? This was going all too fast. You are technically supposed to be eating right now, but now you're pinned down to the floor!

Please don't tell me he's about to give some speech . . .

❝But it seems like I won't be able to wait that long. Due to your lack of cooperation. I thought we were getting somewhere when you let me lay on you.❞

Well that's not . . . It's . . . Was that really what he was going for?

He wanted you to be lovey and touchy with him?! He had that planned?! You don't know him! He don't know you neither!

God this guy is a psycho!

❝But you have to be so difficult. So stubborn.❞

Of course you were . . .

You wanted to get that in his head, but you knew he probably wouldn't take it. If anything, he was the one that was difficult and stubborn! You are being normal!

You squirmed underneath him, trying to push and pull your wrists away. It only seemed to upset him further, his free hand grabbing your face roughly.

His palm was against your chin, your bottom lip covered a bit by his hand. His fingers reached below your eyes, but his sharp nails almost poked them out. Your eyes darted from his hand to his face, panicking in fear of him actually hurting one of your eyes.

❝So now, I'm going to do the quicker and easier way. So you'll love me, and listen to me without hesitation!❞

He seemed to lighten up at the idea in his head, which had you worried. That could not be good at all.

❝W - What . . . ?❞

Your voice was limited from his hand and the raw fear, staring up at his psychotic face with panicked eyes. He tilted his head slowly, looking gleeful.

❝I'm going to fuck you until you're my mindless little slut!❞