Wet dream (a short bruise fanfic)

Wet dream

(cover and chapter art drawn by yours truly. also, don't expect this to be super great because i wrote it at one am when i couldn't sleep lol)

Cole sat on his bed, relaxing. he wasn't even thinking about much, just sitting and gazing without any worries on a sunny afternoon.

the door knob to his room wiggled, drawing his attention.
the door creaked open slightly. there was a short pause, and the lights suddenly went out.

"huh?" he said, startled.

he could hardly see anything. the curtains were closed, the lights were off, and everything was dead quiet. the silence rang in his ears, almost like a buzzing steadily growing louder and louder, driving him mad with tension and anticipation, until something broke it.

"meow."

he blinked, confused. the meow didn't quite sound like it came from a cat; more like a person tying to imitate one, and doing it rather well.

a meow rang out again, and cole sensed someone, or something, moving towards the bed in the darkness, a jingle following them. he squinted; he could make out the shape of a person, but with two pointy spikes on their head. and a rather frilly looking outfit.

the person climbed onto the bed, putting a dent in the mattress.

cole sat still, perplexed and unsure what to do.

the person pushed him against the headboard, making him lay down on his elbows. he started sweating; this person was climbing on his bed, unannounced, and without explanation. he didn't know who it was... or did he?

their voice sounded familiar, higher pitched and full of personality. the lean, thin silhouette of their body reminded him of someone- someone he knew was very special to him. but who-

it was jay. the person who has entered his room and meowed and climbed onto the bed like so was him. no mistake.
he instantly recognized his freckled, oval face and sky blue eyes staring at him through the dark.

he also just noticed what he was wearing.

a black and white maid dress, ruffled at the top with a chest window. short puffy sleeves with a banded fringe, and a tight black corset with pink strings. he had a small apron with tiny pink bowties on either side, and at the back right above his waist, was a large white bow flawlessly fitted.
the black skirt was very short, revealing his gorgeous, thick thighs which were covered in black socks that stretched delicately over his soft flesh.
he wore a black lace cat collar on his neck, a large silver bell hanging from the middle that jingled when he moved.
on his head, his hair revealed two black cat ears sticking out cutely from opposite sides of his head. they were so authentic and soft looking, the fake fur seemed to shine.
he squirmed his legs a little and slightly lifted up his skirt, revealing he wasn't wearing any underwear.

the earth ninja had not seen a more beautiful sight than this in his entire life. his face flushed bright pink, staring at him in awe.

the lightning ninja climbed on top of him, straddling him with his legs. he sat down on his hips, back curved in a sexy way with hands on his abs.

jay smiled a priceless smile, one that could set all things right in the world if people took one look at it. the way his sparkling blue eyes met his own brown ones with a shy, suggestive glance and his pink lips upturned, showing how plump his rosy cheeks were.

"hey, baaaby..." he whispered tantalizingly.

coles heart raced a million miles an hour, threatening to explode in his chest. his body grew hot and squirmy, and a tent gradually appeared in between his legs. he couldn't help it; jay turned him on so damn easily.

"haah..." he breathed, hardly able to contain his excitement.

jay delicately placed his index finger on his lips to shush him, and graced over them like a soft spring breeze.

he began grinding down, dick brushing up against his abdomen making the earth ninja moan loudly, barely able to control his urges.
cole grabbed his hips, guiding him even though it seemed he didn't need it. he wanted to feel him so bad...his hands slipped down to his bouncy, round ass, and he squeezed it.

jay let out a quiet, breathy moan, and leaned forward reaching hands to his face. he cupped it and placed his lips on the earth master's, licking them before asking for entry, making the experience as sensual as possible.
cole let him in eagerly, and jay swirled his tongue around his mouth, exploring it like a treasure filled cave.
pulling away, a saliva strand connected the two as they paused for air.
they resumed almost immediately.
the dress-clad ninja grinded harder, moving in circles while cole bit the adorable guy's lip, planning on tasting every single inch of him.
he flipped up the brunettes skirt, hand travelling underneath and squeezing his ass again.
jay bit harder on his lips in response, and the earth ninja used his other hand to flick the silver bell. it jingled sweetly, like music to his ears.
this all felt unreal, thought.

things proceeded to go in a surreal state, as jay and cole fucked harder.

eventually coles shirt and boxers disappeared, and jays corset was undone, blouse slipping down from his fair shoulders.

the smaller man pushed in and pulled out faster and faster. all cole could do was stare up at him with  his black and pink cat ears, entering a state of pure ecstasy.
jays tantalizing smile and glistening eyes made his desire grow tenfold, it was getting ridiculous how much he wanted him. even though he was right here, fucking him till his brains rotted and eyes rolled back in his head.
cole had never felt so unsatisfied yet so blissed-out at the same time.
time felt like it didn't pass. the room stayed dark except for a dull purple  glow that seemed to come from nowhere in particular, giving everything a very surreal and alternate feel.

"jay... uhnn..." he moaned, back bucking.

jay was relentless. he kissed and rubbed and pushed and pulled, tweaked and licked and bit. he didn't run out of energy at all, like a cat ear-wearing incubus toying with his prey.
cole felt utterly helpless, in no control of this situation. but it felt so good, being ruled and dominated. call him a bottom, but all he could do was endure it and react with pleasure.

all of a sudden things started to feel far away. the erotic sounds faded, the emotions and sensations dulled, and his vision lost clarity.

"no... uhngg... jay..." he started, trying to reach out for him, but failed.

he woke up with a start, panting. his body felt hot and uncomfortable, and his sheets were strewn about. he hadn't realized he had been moaning and writhing in his sleep, wresting the blankets.

it was all a dream.
jay never crept into his room, he never wore a hot maid outfit, and they never had sex.

he sat up, placing a hand on his forehead.

"what the hell... that felt so real." he said, disappointed.

now he had to deal with a faint white mess on his sheets and clothes. discreetly; otherwise the embarrassment he faced would never let him sleep again.

and if he never did, how would he ever have such sweet dreams like that again?