"Sprout..." I don't usually dream about anything specific. Or do I even remember it in the morning, but this night... "Sprout."
'Play,' we were seemingly playing. Except Cosmo kept saying my name, practically moaning it. I loved it, craved it. It felt so real. His skin, his scent. I couldn't stop kissing him. Licking, biting. But then I came up, Cosmo lay out in front of me, his chest was burrowed out with torn-up skin. Completely void of where his torso should've been. Where his hips connected. Several bites taken out of his neck and shoulders and hearts in his eyes as he reached up for me, "Sprout... C'mon, play with me... More." Drawing me closer as my exhaustion turned to fear, heavy breathing to hyperventilating. His fingers tingling around my neck. What had I'd done? "Ravage me..."
Then I woke up, Cosmo sleeping soundly beside me. I sit up in a cold sweat, overheating. Water. I need some water. My hands tremble as I search for a cup, stabilizing it under the tap. Gulping it down. Jesus, f@#!k. What? What was that?
I almost want to shower. No, I NEED a shower. Something. I don't even want to touch Cosmo at this point. My Cookie... I pray it doesn't come to that. He's too much, too perfect. Too good to pass up. Too good, too good.
That dream was phenomenal..
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Delictable (Sprout x Cosmo)
FanfictionSprout's got a new little..." hobby" to keep him occupied. But his hunger will never be satiated if he never puts out the fuel. TW: Cannibalism, graphic depictions of physical assault, and violence. Artist Credit: zinfg (me) No socials to link Insp...
