The Walls Can Talk

Chapter 4

You couldn't even properly tell your eyes were open, black spots were covering most of your vision for a while. Attempting to settle on a spot on the ceiling while the spots disappeared. It felt like forever, your body weak from waking up and your vision failing you. When the strength returned, you sat up. Taking in the room you were in. It was dark, but the light seemed to be creeping in from somewhere. There was no real furniture besides the rundown mattress you were sitting on that was pushed to the corner of the room. Moving was hard, your body was still tired and felt heavy. Was there a door? A window? Something to get out of this place. There was one, at the other end of the room. Getting up proved difficult, your legs didn't want to hold your weight. Falling back onto the mattress as a creak was heard. Your headshot up to the door to see it opening. You weren't alone. The grey-skinned man who opened the door only seemed to prove it. He was tall and slender, his appearance human. But unsettling. Scared and flaky skin covered most of his face and arms. His skin was the colour of a corpse. That's when you realized who this thing was. This was the same being that had been terrifying you since moving in.

The being made its way towards slowly. Getting on his knees once he was beside the mattress at arm's length of you. Moving away wasn't a real option, it was too difficult and you weren't sure if it was possible even if you wanted to. This was the thing called Tomura Shigaraki. You scrunched your face as his hand stroked your cheek. He was tender, touching you as if you were so fragile. He was warm despite his head colour. Shigaraki began to shuffle forwards on the mattress, getting closer and closer. Till he was right up against you. Shoving his face in your hair and stroking your cheek with one hand while the other hand wondering over your body. You weren't sure if it was fear or your tiredness that was keeping you in place. That was keeping you from dashing out of that door and finding a way out. "So soft" His voice was rough. Mumbling against your skin. His breath is warm on you. Cries escaped your lips as tears began to fall from your eyes. You were certain he was going to kill you. What do demons eat, humans? Where are you going to be a meal for this thing?

Instead of him biting into your neck, he began to pepper kisses along with it. Trying to hush you, wiping the tears away. "Shh, shh. You're okay. You're mine." His words only made the tears fall faster. Your body just wouldn't respond fast enough, trying to push him away only ended with your hands limply on his shoulders. He must of took that as a sign of your approval. You could feel him mumbling against your skin, smirking and letting out a moan. He was enjoying this, enjoying your touch.

Your strength was slowly returning, but not fast enough, not enough to stop him from kissing you. From laying you down fully and straddling your waist. You felt trapped, trapped by him and your own body. Even the little strength you had did little to detour him. Instead, his face was filled with joy and lust. His mumbling told you how badly he wanted you. How desperate he was to have you under him. His cold hands sliding over your body, lifting your top slowly as his eyes were glued to the skin that became more and more exposed. Hunger consumed him. Drool was pooling at the corners of his mouth. Your shirt was removed, leaving your chest bare to his gaze and touch. Hands groping your breast harshly. Only to have his mouth attack your chest. Sucking and biting at your skin till he met with your perk bud. He wasn't gentle, Tomura's actions reeked of desperation. Of greed and want.

Moans could be heard from both of you as Tomura began to have his way with you. You tried to fight it, tried to fight the sluggish moans escaping your mouth. His moans were hunger filled. As if he couldn't get enough. It felt good at times when he wasn't being so rough. But it was an internal struggle between giving in to him and trying to collect your strength. Your hands did little trying to push him besides annoying him. "Stop. Just let me." His voice sounded angry as if he wasn't the one who had dragged you where you two were. As if he wasn't the one violating you. As if he wasn't the one who wasn't human.

Your fight was dying in you, the little strength you had was going away again. The pleas leaving your mouth seemed to annoy him as he began to tell you to keep quiet, to hold still. That you two were meant to be, you were his and you just needed to realize it. His claims were insane, he was a monster and you weren't his. Your pleas only continued to anger him further. His face no longer held lust and desperation, now his face was covered with anger and annoyance. "Why can't you just...just" His frustration seemed to stop him from finishing his words. Until a smile crept on his face, replacing the look of disappointment. He began to slowly lean down to your face. Stroking your cheek and laughing. This version of him was more terrifying than the one previously. He changed so fast. "Fine. Do you want to put up a fight? Then so be it." His hands gripped your cheeks harshly and suddenly your body had no strength or energy left. Your eyes were now closing despite your fear of being asleep around this monster. "Just remember my sweet, I'll get you eventually." The last thing you hear were his words before he pressed his lips against yours. Darkness took you. Sleep had separated you from Tomura. You weren't sure which was worse, being awake for his attack or being asleep for it.