"Mind Of Their Own"

Chapter 2 - Annoyances

Lime

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Nightmare yawned, rolling over slightly. He opened his eye slightly and sat up. His tentacles had gone limp, doing nothing useful besides being dead weight.

He sighed and rubbed his eye. He got out of bed and his tentacles twitched and lifted slightly. He walked into the bathroom adjacent to his bedroom.

He flicked on the light as his tentacles curled around his body. He paid no mind to the annoying things, walking over the shower with a tub for where the water would go, allowing him to have a bath instead if he wanted. He also realized he slept in his more formal attire, which was quite annoying.

He unbuttoned his shirt as a tentacle turned on the tap instead of the shoulder head. He raised a non-existent eyebrow, confused. That's odd. He thought before shrugging.

A bath wouldn't hurt, afterall.

He sighed as he sat down on the counter by the sink, watching the bath fill. He fidgeted with the last button on his shirt before undoing it, sliding his shirt off.

He set it down next to him, of course not without folding it. He got off the counter when the bath was nearly full then walked over. He turned off the water then slid his pants and socks off, letting his tentacles fold them and set them on top of his shirt. He was confused on where his shoes had gone over the night, but that didn't matter.

He got into the bath and sighed as water washed over most of his body. He took a moment to sit there, ignoring how his tentacles twitched. He cupped water in his hands and poured it over his head.

He almost felt like a kid again.

It was stupid, sitting there, just enjoying the water and doing nothing but thinking that he felt like a kid again. He knew he could never feel like how he did back as a kid, never properly.

He felt good though.

It was nice to just.. sit. He enjoyed it. It was nice. He could just relax. He liked it. To just relax for a bit.

He closed his eye and sank slightly, letting his mouth go partially under the water as he smiled slightly.

This feels nice. He thought. He paused as one of his tentacles began caressing his ribs. He looked down to see one of his tentacles coiling around his ribs, gently rubbing. He felt his face heat up with blush.

The tentacle snaked down and coiled around his pelvis. His squirmed slightly, startled.

The tentacle prodded at his pelvis and he squirmed, pushing it away slightly. The tentacle simply coiled around his thigh while another took his other thigh.

He stammered, unable to form a sentence with a look of shock. His legs were parted as another tentacle began prodding and rubbing his pelvis. He struggled before his last tentacle wrapped around his head and coiled up his arms. He let out a muffle cry of shock as he noticed that his movement was restrained from his own tentacles.

He struggled against the slimy appendage before he whimpered, squirming and struggling desperately.

The tentacle at his pelvis hesitated before all the tentacles slowly uncurled.

He curled up, hugging his knees. "Fuck.."

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Nightmare hummed as he did the buttons on his overshirt. Today was going to be interesting.

He had just barely remembered he had a meeting with the Star Sanses scheduled. He could bring two people with him, but any more than that and Dream would send an arrow of pure positivity through his skull without hesitation.

He looked at himself in his mirror and frowned, just thinking he looked too formal. He wanted to seem like he didn't really care for this meeting and as if he had better things to be doing.

He sighed and undid the overshirt's button then slid it off. He took his shirt off then picked up a black sweater. He put that on but kept on the pants. He looked himself in the mirror and grinned.

Better. He thought before adjusting the turtleneck. He glanced at the tentacles twitching behind him, ghosting over his arms and shoulders. He let his arms go slack at his sides and he watched as his tentacles ghosted over his body.

Almost as if they.. his thought process started and he jolted. As if they have a mind of their own.

He grabbed one of his tentacles. "What next?! Can you fucking talk, too?!" He snapped, shaking it slightly. Another tentacle coiled around his wrist and squeezed softly. "Ugh! You are so clingy! Why are you just now being sentient?!"

He glared at the tentacles in distaste. They all were simply twitching softly. He sighed and sat down on the floor, holding his head in his hands.

"Fucking hell.." he mumbled, shaking his head softly as he frowned. "What am I supposed to do now?" He looked up at his reflection and noticed his tentacles circling his body. Not touching, but close. He glanced at his tentacles and grabbed one.

He stared at it then sighed. "You're sentient, huh?" He mumbled. "I'm going to have to live with you nuisances."

He shook his head and stood back up. He smoothed out his sweater and smiled slightly.

"Guess this won't be too bad. Afterall, what's the worst that could happen?"