Don't forget to close your bedroom window
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
14,023
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1
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Don't forget to close your bedroom window
Don’t forget to close your bedroom window.
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He had been warned countless times to keep his bedroom window securely closed at night.
‘But why?’ he had asked, and the answer had always been, ‘to keep insects and other… undesirable creatures out of your room.’ Up until this night he had listened to this advice, somewhat grudgingly. What did he care about spiders and moths, which were surely what they spoke of?
But it had been such a warm day, and the night hadn’t brought any coolness, and he’d thought, just this once, to keep the window open. What harm could it possibly do? What was the worst that could happen? An insect bite or two? Hah! He would happily put up with that for a sound nights sleep.
And so he opened up the window as wide as it would go, a refreshingly cool breeze instantly caressing his shoulders, and he had happily slipped under a thin, cool sheet. It wasn’t long before he had fallen into a deep sleep.
A creature hovered outside the window, staring in at the man sprawled across the bed. The monster was filled with a desire to go into the room and wake up the delicate looking man in the most imaginative of ways. But there was a dilemma. The monsters huge heaving body was far too big to fit in through the window. But the creature knew how to get past this little problem. All he had to do was bring the man to him.
A tentacle pushed its way past the billowing curtain and tentatively made its way to the bed, sliding under the thin sheet that covered the man. Other tentacles came in through the window too and carefully, so as not the wake the man, pulled back the sheet to reveal the naked torso and pyjama bottoms clad body of the man laying fast asleep on his stomach.
The man stirred slightly as he felt something brush against his foot, and was suddenly aware of how cold he had become during the night. The air was cold against his back and he thought that he must have kicked off his bed sheets during the night. His hand groped about sleepily searching for the sheet while his body remained still and his eyes stayed closed. His hand found something which he knew at once was not the sheet. It felt slightly warm and seemed alive. It was soft yet muscular and felt slightly damp. Alarmed, he quickly pulled his hand away and opened his tired eyes. He instantly saw the tentacles around him and let out a terrified gasp, no more seemed to be able to escape his mouth, he was too shocked to scream.
The tentacles fell down on his limbs, pinning him to the bed. He found his voice and tried to scream but his head was pushed down into the pillow, muffling his cry. He tried to push himself up from the bed, but a tentacle pushed against the small of his back forcing him back down. He found himself unable to move, merely wriggle feebly, as he felt a tentacle stroke his back and then slip under his waistband to curve around his naked buttocks. Panicking, he found a renewed strength and pushed himself up from the bed. The breath hitched in his throat as a huge, thick tentacle took this opportunity to wind itself around his torso. All he’d done was allowed it access underneath him.
Suddenly he felt the tentacles pulling him up from the bed into the air. He tried to grab hold of the bed but it was impossible with the tentacles holding his wrists. He was held upright in the air, supported only by tentacles, and was slowly spun around to face the window.
There he saw a hideous monster staring back at him with hungry eyes and a sinister grin. It had the biggest hard-on he’d ever seen. This time he screamed loudly and insanely. He half expected a whole mob of people to run into the room to save him, until he remembered that half of the household had left to escape the unbearable heat to go somewhere cool on holiday. There wasn’t anyone else on this floor in this huge mansion. No one could hear him.
The tentacles, holding him tightly, began to pull him quickly towards the window, and consequently the great slobbering beast. The man flailed about madly, stretching his arms out as far as they could go against the grip of the tentacles, he reached out for anything that could stall his reaching the window. He managed to grab hold of a bedpost, and pulled his arms around it. The monster let out a disgruntled sound and it continued to try to bring the man too him, but he was holding on tightly and wouldn’t let go.
The monster stopped trying to pull him away, although it remained holding him tightly, and the man wondered if maybe it was considering giving up. Suddenly he felt his pyjamas being pulled down and a tentacle rubbed itself against his bare behind. More tentacles stroked his naked torso, rubbing his stomach and nipples. The man gritted his teeth against this sensual onslaught, but let out a moan as a tentacle wound itself around his member and began to thrust against the sensitive skin. A tentacle slid down his rear and suddenly pushed its way inside of him. He let out a cry and gripped the bedpost so tightly his knuckles turned white. Sweat dripped down his face and he heard his own breath come in short, sharp gasps. His whole body seemed overtaken with arousal like he’d never felt before. Places he’d never thought could bring so much pleasure were being constantly stimulated again and again. He was beginning to loose control, he could feel it. His grip on the bedpost was weakening and he knew the rush of orgasm would send a wave through him which would make his limbs shiver and spasm. He was going to let go of the post. He was going to be dragged away out of the window, he knew it, and yet the fear of this wasn’t enough to stop the desire that was sweeping over him. Suddenly his eyes shut tightly and he let out a silent cry as his body surrendered to the onslaught of stimulations, and as the shiver swept across his entire body, just for a second his hands twitched, and that second was long enough. His hold of the bedpost was broken and he felt himself pulled away across the room to the patiently waiting monster.
Story to go with this picture - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1418571/ or here http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/379058/ -image only visable if you have a Y!Gallery account coz it's mature ;)
I wrote this quite a while ago but it was taken down from Y!G so i thought id upload it here :)
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He had been warned countless times to keep his bedroom window securely closed at night.
‘But why?’ he had asked, and the answer had always been, ‘to keep insects and other… undesirable creatures out of your room.’ Up until this night he had listened to this advice, somewhat grudgingly. What did he care about spiders and moths, which were surely what they spoke of?
But it had been such a warm day, and the night hadn’t brought any coolness, and he’d thought, just this once, to keep the window open. What harm could it possibly do? What was the worst that could happen? An insect bite or two? Hah! He would happily put up with that for a sound nights sleep.
And so he opened up the window as wide as it would go, a refreshingly cool breeze instantly caressing his shoulders, and he had happily slipped under a thin, cool sheet. It wasn’t long before he had fallen into a deep sleep.
A creature hovered outside the window, staring in at the man sprawled across the bed. The monster was filled with a desire to go into the room and wake up the delicate looking man in the most imaginative of ways. But there was a dilemma. The monsters huge heaving body was far too big to fit in through the window. But the creature knew how to get past this little problem. All he had to do was bring the man to him.
A tentacle pushed its way past the billowing curtain and tentatively made its way to the bed, sliding under the thin sheet that covered the man. Other tentacles came in through the window too and carefully, so as not the wake the man, pulled back the sheet to reveal the naked torso and pyjama bottoms clad body of the man laying fast asleep on his stomach.
The man stirred slightly as he felt something brush against his foot, and was suddenly aware of how cold he had become during the night. The air was cold against his back and he thought that he must have kicked off his bed sheets during the night. His hand groped about sleepily searching for the sheet while his body remained still and his eyes stayed closed. His hand found something which he knew at once was not the sheet. It felt slightly warm and seemed alive. It was soft yet muscular and felt slightly damp. Alarmed, he quickly pulled his hand away and opened his tired eyes. He instantly saw the tentacles around him and let out a terrified gasp, no more seemed to be able to escape his mouth, he was too shocked to scream.
The tentacles fell down on his limbs, pinning him to the bed. He found his voice and tried to scream but his head was pushed down into the pillow, muffling his cry. He tried to push himself up from the bed, but a tentacle pushed against the small of his back forcing him back down. He found himself unable to move, merely wriggle feebly, as he felt a tentacle stroke his back and then slip under his waistband to curve around his naked buttocks. Panicking, he found a renewed strength and pushed himself up from the bed. The breath hitched in his throat as a huge, thick tentacle took this opportunity to wind itself around his torso. All he’d done was allowed it access underneath him.
Suddenly he felt the tentacles pulling him up from the bed into the air. He tried to grab hold of the bed but it was impossible with the tentacles holding his wrists. He was held upright in the air, supported only by tentacles, and was slowly spun around to face the window.
There he saw a hideous monster staring back at him with hungry eyes and a sinister grin. It had the biggest hard-on he’d ever seen. This time he screamed loudly and insanely. He half expected a whole mob of people to run into the room to save him, until he remembered that half of the household had left to escape the unbearable heat to go somewhere cool on holiday. There wasn’t anyone else on this floor in this huge mansion. No one could hear him.
The tentacles, holding him tightly, began to pull him quickly towards the window, and consequently the great slobbering beast. The man flailed about madly, stretching his arms out as far as they could go against the grip of the tentacles, he reached out for anything that could stall his reaching the window. He managed to grab hold of a bedpost, and pulled his arms around it. The monster let out a disgruntled sound and it continued to try to bring the man too him, but he was holding on tightly and wouldn’t let go.
The monster stopped trying to pull him away, although it remained holding him tightly, and the man wondered if maybe it was considering giving up. Suddenly he felt his pyjamas being pulled down and a tentacle rubbed itself against his bare behind. More tentacles stroked his naked torso, rubbing his stomach and nipples. The man gritted his teeth against this sensual onslaught, but let out a moan as a tentacle wound itself around his member and began to thrust against the sensitive skin. A tentacle slid down his rear and suddenly pushed its way inside of him. He let out a cry and gripped the bedpost so tightly his knuckles turned white. Sweat dripped down his face and he heard his own breath come in short, sharp gasps. His whole body seemed overtaken with arousal like he’d never felt before. Places he’d never thought could bring so much pleasure were being constantly stimulated again and again. He was beginning to loose control, he could feel it. His grip on the bedpost was weakening and he knew the rush of orgasm would send a wave through him which would make his limbs shiver and spasm. He was going to let go of the post. He was going to be dragged away out of the window, he knew it, and yet the fear of this wasn’t enough to stop the desire that was sweeping over him. Suddenly his eyes shut tightly and he let out a silent cry as his body surrendered to the onslaught of stimulations, and as the shiver swept across his entire body, just for a second his hands twitched, and that second was long enough. His hold of the bedpost was broken and he felt himself pulled away across the room to the patiently waiting monster.
Story to go with this picture - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1418571/ or here http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/379058/ -image only visable if you have a Y!Gallery account coz it's mature ;)
I wrote this quite a while ago but it was taken down from Y!G so i thought id upload it here :)