The Monsters' Favorite

Just an Interdimensional Good Boy Part Two

  The last four trials you took part in all included the Demogorgon. And all three of those trials were rather... pleasant? There was no tunneling. No screaming. No crying, panicking, or near death experiences. It was just... uneventful . But not in a boring way! No, it was still interesting, given that the demon was interested in spending time with you , for some reason. It would just follow you around like a lost puppy. A scary as fuck interdimensional demon puppy, but still. The Demogorgon tailed after you, keeping the other survivors away without actually harming them by swiping at them and roaring as though it was about to rush them without actually making a move towards them. It even started to bring you gifts during the third trial you had with it. Nothing terribly impressive, but the fact that it gave you offerings you could use and it didn't give you something disgusting like a severed arm or some shit was pretty impressive. It was... strange. Really fucking strange. But you couldn't complain too much.

This is now the fifth trial you've had with the Demogorgon in a row. That... was unusual. You wondered if the Entity had something to do with it. I mean... surely it must , right? But, then again, it could be chance, though, maybe not... It began to irk you, though it was oddly nice to have the demon hang around you. At least the others were still none the wiser to your new companion. For now. Everyone still thought the Demogorgon was tunneling you, so not seeing you or the killer all match wasn't seen as terribly odd. And making up a tale of how you managed to barely escape its clutches each time and escape though the hatch or exit gate during the endgame collapse helped divert any weird looks thrown your way. It wasn't too hard to sell, but eventually if things don't change, they will get suspicious.

Right now, everything's going the same as the previous trials. The other survivors were scattered across the realm, looking for gens and chest and whatever else. You, however, were looking for the Demogorgon. You didn't bother to take it slow. Jogging around, you made sure to check every room you passed, being just a tad careful to not make any survivors suspicious of you. Thankfully, just like every time you've ever been to the Lab, you can't fucking find anyone, so you at least have that going for you. You wandered into a sort of control room that was completely gunked up with the same fleshy substance that the Demogorgon's portals were made of. Leaning on a wall, you pause to take a breath, a little winded from running all over the place. Damn... Where's my boy at..?

You really wonder if Demo can read your mind sometimes, because no sooner did that thought leave your mind did it come sprinting around the corner, practically slamming into the wall from the speed it was going. You couldn't help but to giggle. Panting, it hopped over to you, nuzzling it's closed head into your chest.

"Aww, there you are, Demo! I was starting to worry about you!~" You coo as one of your hands goes to stroke the top of its head while the other scratches under its chin. Demo purrs happily, almost shoving you to the floor with how much it's rubbing against you.

"Woah! E-Easy there, buddy! You missed me, huh?" You nuzzled it back. It's skin had a strange leathery texture, but it's not rough. Demo's skin was pleasantly smooth against your face. It didn't even smell that bad! In fact, it smelled... good..?

You paused. Huh, I feel like I've smelled this before, for some reason... You inhale deeply, trying to place the scent. It's... strong , but not at all unpleasant. Demo purrs vibrate through your whole body. It's so intense that it's blurring your vision. You absentmindedly scratch at its shoulder. Why is this so familiar?! You rub your eyes. Man, you feel weird all the sudden...

Demo's tongue lavishes your cheek in saliva. You scrunched up your face and wiped it off. You felt ticklish. Even it's purring was making you feel all twitchy and strange. Why am I so hypersensitive all of a sudden...? Your breathing picked up a bit. You weren't winded anymore, though. Holy shit, it just got really hot...