Page 37 of Unleashing Mayhem
But he didn’t usually have dreams like that—the good kind—at least not before a certain skull-faced monster showed up and saved him.
Matty burrowed deeper into the smoky warmth surrounding him. A pair of strong arms tightened around his middle, and some sort of sentient, scarf-like thing started stroking Matty’s cheek.
Matty sighed happily. “Good morning, Scary. Good morning, shadows.”
“Good morning, sweet.”
“You kept the bad dreams away.”
“Of course.”
Matty wriggled a bit in place. His erection brushed against the top of Nightmare’s clothed thigh with the movement.
Matty’sbareerection.
“I’m naked.” He didn’t know why he was surprised. He’d fallen asleep nude, hadn’t he?
“I tried to clothe you. You kicked off your sweats in your sleep.”
“I did?”
“Quite forcefully.”
Damn. Even Matty’s deeply unconscious mind had become a horny, horny place, hadn’t it?
But rubbing his bare dick against Nightmare’s pants felt pretty good, so Matty did it again. He craned his neck to peer up at Nightmare, who was already looking down at him. It was hard to tell sometimes with that all-white gaze, but the demon looked…concerned?
“Why do you seem worried?” Matty asked.
Nightmare narrowed his eyes. “Yesterday morning, this is how you were: soft and eager and writhing against me. And then suddenly you were quite upset.”
“Oh. I wanted you to touch me.”
It had been so strangely hard to admit before, but it was easy to be honest now. What with Nightmare swearing he was going to keep Matty no matter what and all.
“Why didn’t you ask?”
“I didn’t know I could,” Matty told him. “And I’m not really used to asking for the things I want.”
“Ah. Andthismorning?”
Matty grabbed one of Nightmare’s hands, tugging it away from his waist and placing it down over his ass. And since Nightmare was wonderful and perfect, he immediately used his grip to encourage Matty to rock against him.
Matty moaned, rubbing his forehead back and forth against Nightmare’s chest as he moved. “Mm. ’S nice.” He grinned up at his demon.
Nightmare’s white eyes began to gleam.
Matty kept humping him gracelessly, Nightmare’s grip firm on his ass now. Matty did it because it felt good and it seemed to turn Nightmare on and Matty had already admitted he wanted to.
He eyed the bulge in Nightmare’s pants hungrily. “Why do you want to wait until we’re bonded to fuck me?”
“Because I might frighten you.”
Oh. Matty paused his rocking, ignoring the ache in his dick as he considered that. “And you want us to already be stuck together? So I can’t leave?”
“Yes.”
“Wow.” Matty giggled as he slid his cock up and down Nightmare’s leg again. The movement was a little uncomfortable with the rough cloth rubbing against his tender skin, but the pressure felt good.
