Super short one, hope you still enjoy.
Nightmare knew going in that loving the god of destruction was preposterous. He reasoned that the destroyer would never want to do anything but destroy him. It was hard listening to reason at times. Especially when you are given the opportunity to act on your desires. Which is why, he kissed Error's hand.
Blood dripped slowly down his face from Error's claws. Nightmare felt the liquid on his face. He felt no pain though, no he wanted more. More of that delightfully dark emotion of bloodlust and sadism. It was thrilling, was he a masochist? No, of course not. Okay yes, he was a masochist-a sadomasochist. Still a masochist.
Error smirked at him, he must've seen Nightmare blush. His glitched laughter echoed in Nightmares head. God he was terrified. Adrenaline began to rush to Nightmare's head as he realised how close he probably was to death. His shaky eye lites met distorted one and he flinched at the next onslaught of pure malice ooze off Error.
Error watched the anomaly shake in fear and anticipation. He relished in the pain he caused him but he also know he probably caused him pleasure too. This was the king of negativity we are talking about. He smirked and grabbed Nightmares hand, he bit down harshly and then teleported up high above him.
Nightmare jerked when he bit him and then stared at him stunned for a total of two seconds before he disappeared. Nightmare smiled and looked over his wound happily.
