Drowning

Dripping Darkness

Sammi was asleep still. Bendy slowly rose, taking a solid form around the human, now curled up in his lap. Bendy looked around thoughtfully. He didn't want Sammi getting away; he still had to figure out who the woman was. Which meant the woman was a prisoner for now. No, a guest.

Bendy picked up Sammi and cradled him, then headed back and through the wall. Bendy emerged inside his pirate cambers, the place he called home. Deep ink flooded the square, cave-like room, with more thick ink pooling down the walls. The remains of past meals were half-submerged in the ink; human bones mostly.

Being a demon, Bendy lived off of the pain and suffering of others, as well as the flesh of his victims. He only tortured and devoured the most corrupted souls, however, He had no intentions of hurting or devouring any of the good souls out there, despite how good they tasted. He was a demon, but that didn't mean that had to be evil. At least, he hoped not.

Bendy cradled Sammi close to him, walking over to his sleeping place, a ledge in the wall. He carefully climbed up and set Sammi down, curling the ink under and around her to comfort her and to give her a cushion. Sammi mumbled something, then rolled over in her sleep.

Bendy purred softly, crawling up beside Sammi and curling around her. Bendy listened to Sammi's breathing, the steady in and out; and out. Her heartbeat was strong and steady. Bendy nuzzled the woman, purring louder.

He wasn't sure why but being curled up to the animator like this made him feel very happy. Bendy began to lap Sammi's head, enjoying her taste and the way she squirmed in Bendy's grip. Bendy snuck some ink into her mouth, using his influence to lull the animator into submission.

"Shush now, Sammi," Bendy murmured. "Relax." Sammi whimpered a little, then sunk into a deeper sleep. Bendy continued to lap her, his saliva making Sammi's head sticky. She tasted so good, that Bendy was tempted to sink his teeth into the animator's flesh and devour her.

The demon quickly shook the thought away. Sammi hadn't done anything to end up here-she certainly didn't deserve to be eaten by the Ink Demon. She was a guest and would be treated as such. Bendy crawled on top of her, letting his ink drape over the animator, and cuddled her, making sure she was comfortable.

Then Bendy melted into the ink, spreading all around Sammi, wrapping her body, trapping her in a warm inky embrace. Bendy wrapped around her torso, arms, legs, and head. Letting the ink drip to cover her eyes, but leave her mouth and nose clear, so she could still breath. He didn't want Sammi to suffocate. He was just trying to make the animator comfortable.

Bendy settled, relaxing and drowsing. There was something nice about having Sammi trapped in his ink. So vulnerable. It would be so easy to take her; just to cover her mouth and nose, then watch her struggle as she fought to breathe. Only to succumb to ink around her, to be taken. Bendy loved the power it gave him.

It would be so easy, so delicious, to take the animator's life. To devour her and keep her trapped here forever.