Chlonath OneShots

Guilty Pleasure

*Chloe keeps having repeated dreams of a purple skinned demon going after her again and again, majorly for the same reason. Making her go insane* {translates: "I wondered where you went, and you're here Chloe..?"}
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The first time he appeared, it was from memory.

The second time, he happened to be there.

The third time, it came from daydreaming.

The fourth time.... it was for a different reason.

Yet each time he came back to haunt her in her dreams, she thought of the worst:
Erasing her clothes
Ripping apart her shoes
Tell everyone her identity
Destroying her hotel
Erase her father from existence
Or erasing her from existence

But no. Every time he appeared in her room, waiting patiently with his orange paintbrush hair, his cold stare of aquamarine eyes, just sitting there on her bed with his legs crossed.

His aura giving off pride and prudence. It pissed her off. In both real life and in dreams.
But she knew he was waiting for her, and every time he pops up somewhere else around her house, he would walk up to her and tell her the reason why.

The first time she saw him, she was scared, running to her bed to hide. But he said the same words over and over again with his demonic grin: Chloe~ where are you~ come out and play with me~

It was like the time it happened before Ladybug and Chat Noir showed up to save her. Yet this time it wasn't real, it was just a figment of her imagination that bought the artist back in her mind. She shouldn't be scared, she would wake up soon.

Her dream changed again the first time it happened. She wasn't hiding, but there in plain sight, where the demonic artist stood there in front of her, grinning and walked to her.

The blonde gulped silently, but her expression held firm. She tried moving from her spot, but felt the weight of a drawn white and purple rope wrapped around her forearms.

He closed in and began talking in that smooth low demonic voice of his "You noticed. Relax, I'm not going to erase you, you're too pretty for that death" he gripped his white glove around her neck, his thumb pressed against her chin, forcing her to look up at the demon.

He went closer to her, so close that his striped body pressed against hers. 

"What are you going to do? Hurt me?"

The demon grinned with delight, he's enjoying her struggle. "Oh no honey, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here for a different reason"

"Yeah? Whats that?" 

She felt a white glove slip around her waist, drawing her closer as both of their stripes seem to collide and blend. 

"This" 

He leaned his face closer to hers and planted a kiss, still holding onto her tightly as he kept parting and planting his lips to hers again and again.

They were now against the wall, he pinned her with his arms now around the blonde's body, as she wrapped her arms around his. She felt him bite a soft spot on her neck, forcing her to moan quietly as he continued to make a trail of bite marks around her bare neck.

"S-stop...no~ why are you..." Her words trailed off as he licked her slightly bitten neck. He locked eyes on her "I'm giving you what you want, you're the villian. You need some punishment~"

The artist continued to bite and lick her open flesh, kissing her lips non stop and quietly stripping her clothes off for the night. No one hearing the soft moaning or seeing the reddish marks on her neck.