Impure Saint (MareNight)

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He couldn't breathe!

Shallow breaths that racked his body and the broken pitiful gasps for air that failed to fill his lungs. He hacked and coughed, blood sputtering out of his mouth and splattering onto the ground.

The aching and searing pain of squirming in his throat and stomach made him gag before finally he vomited. The mass squirmed against the ground when it finally escaped the warm and wet cell that was the man's body.

The man could only stare in brashest horror, eyes wide as he attempted to calm his breathing. More blood escaped his mouth as he let out another cough.

He reached for the chair, using it to help him stand as he watched the squirming pile of flesh screech and twist, hissing and growling.

Tremulously, the man reached towards his work desk, hand gripping the crow bar. He only stopped when the creature whimpered, finally able to stand to reveal some strange deer like monster.

It turned to him, starring at him with interest and purred. It approached, rubbing against his leg like a cat as it nuzzled it's snout into his calf. The creature couldn't be the size of a house cat though.

Letting go of the crow bar, the man kneeled down next to it slowly. The creature perked at the man's action, attempting to climb into his arms with it's tiny little claws.

The man made no move to stop it, allowing the critter to snuggle its way into his arms, purring against him.

He paused, hand brushing the monster's silk like fur that was matted with drying blood.

Night shook his head in disgust, sticking his tongue out. "Don't tell me he's going to keep that thing!"

Mare chuckled as he pulled Night closer, "If you think about it, it could be like his child."

"Giving birth by vomiting them up? No thank you." Night huffed.

Then both of them perked and the scene changed.

The man, now asleep in bed, huddled close to his little monster which he dubbed, 'Lilly'. Lilly only squirmed out of the man's arms as he slept, just to bite the man's neck.

"Hm, a midnight snack." Mare joked.

Night giggled brightly and shook his head, "But it didn't take a bite out of him, I wonder what it's doing."

Mare shrugged but smiled, "Lets find out."

The movie continued.

The man, now looking tired and exhausted, was leaving home. He waved goodbye to Lilly who watched him leave from the window, whining and crying for him. The man only frowned a bit before heading to work.

"Yo! Alex!" The man perked at his name, facing his friend with interest and confusion.

"Oh, hey Maxie."

The girl smiled at him, "You're not looking to good today.."

"I had a hard time sleeping last night." Alex responded quietly.

Maxie nodded, "But that doesn't explain your eyes."

"My eyes?"

"Yeah... they don't look right."

Night huffed, "Werewolf bullcrap."

Mare chuckled lightly, "You calling it?"

"Of course I am!" Night grumbled.

Night was somewhat right. Turns out the little creature was changing the man into one of itself so it could have a parent.

Both Mare and Night were surprised by the fact that the woman, Maxie, still dated the guy.

"She's into beastiality."

Mare coughed into his hand, "Beauty and the Beast."

Night snorted and sputtered into laughter, elbowing Mare slightly. "Noooo!"

"Yes! You can't tell me she didn't!"

"Well, you aren't wrong but still!" Night whined playfully, huffing.

Mare chuckled brightly, smirking in wide victory. He soon calmed and rested his head on Night's shoulder. "So, now that the movie's over..."

Night hummed in question, glancing to him sweetly. "Yes?"

"Sleep?"

"Mare! It's only 7:54!" Night huffed, Mare grumbled. Night shook his head but smiled, "How about we find some books to read together?"

"Fine."

~*~*~

Dream sighed, he couldn't believe he was here... but honestly, Shattered was better than Ink right now. He didn't know what was up with the artist but he was surprisingly irritable lately so Dream decided to leave him be.

Dream's only problem was that the only person who was free, was Shattered who was busy rubbing against him like a feline seeking attention. The loud rumbling purr echoing from the taller's throat as he continued to break the five foot rule.

Dream didn't idly mind though.. it felt nice to be held this way, cuddled against someone. It felt even nicer when you could feel their love radiating.

Shattered only held Dream closer to him, "I don't understand why you like that artist more than me."

Dream huffed, "Maybe because he's yet to call me a whore."

Shattered whined like a kicked puppy, "That was one time and I said I was sorry..."

Dream only huffed as a response, "That's no excuse."

Shattered whined again, nuzzling his face into Dream's neck. "I could do something to make up for it..."

"I swear on my own mother, if you don't stop being horny."

Shattered huffed at that, "You usually like it when I'm horny."

Dream glared and shoved Shattered's face way from his neck, "I will personally snap you in half."

"Only if it's with your thighs."

"Shattered!"

The taller chuckled and squeezed Dream's hips playfully, "I'm only joking darling."

Dream blushed slightly, "You better, I'll punch you again."

Shattered smiled and rested his head back on Dream, "You think I can pull off tights?"

Dream perked, "What? Why?"

Shattered smirked, "No reason."

Dream gave Shattered the resting bitch face.