Try and rest until morning

You place yourself underneath the cover of the stone structure. You lean your head back against the stone and close your eyes. You can't help but feel how wet you still are from having given fellatio to the imp. You try your best to ignore your arousal, even though it's causing your lower region to ache with need.

You push the thoughts of touching yourself out and try to focus on falling asleep. It doesn't take long, and before you know it, you drift off into sleep.

You're suddenly startled awake by a harsh breeze across your face. You're not sure how much time has passed, but your surroundings are clearly darker than they were when you fell asleep. In fact, they are too dark. You can barely see a few steps ahead of you. It's dark, cold, and eerily silent. You try to get up, but your limbs feel heavy and you're not sure why. You get an uneasy feeling that something is watching you from beyond the darkness.

"Is someone there?" you ask quietly. You're not sure why you spoke out, instantly regretting it. Only silence replies to you. You feel a shiver run up your spine.

"I can sense it," a deep voice echoes around you. You gasp at the sudden voice, but your limbs still feel too heavy to do much else. "I can feel your arousal, your need," the voice speaks to you. Rather than cause alarm, it feels soothing and warm to your entire body, almost entrancing. "Your need for release has awoken me, young one."

"Who are you?" you finally ask back.

"I am he who has waited centuries for one such as you to come to my domain."

You quickly realize the voice is referring to the run down stone structure. Was it a spirit that was communicating with you, or something much worse? You see a figure move in from the darkness. Ominous red eyes are the first things that catch your attention. The rest of the creature is hard to make out due to its dark skin. You can see what resembles a goat or dragon snout with sharp teeth. Wide wings and long arms accompany the creature's dark physique. The rest of the features are lost in the darkness.

"What are you?" you say. You try to instinctively scoot away, but you can do little to struggle.

"I am nothing more than a dream," the demon says. He moves closer to you, now hovering over you. You can't do anything in your paralyzed state. Yet despite your helplessness, you don't feel fear. You wonder if the creature means what he says.

"This is a dream?" you ask, looking around you. The surreal feeling of your surroundings would explain that, but you aren't completely sure. You feel as awake as you've ever felt.

"Yes. This is all but a dream." The creature reaches out to you and holds your chin up with his long, clawed fingers. He lowers himself to you and opens his mouth so that his tongue can reach out and caress your lips.

You sigh instantly, and let your lips part so that the demon can passionately kiss you. Your warm tongue intertwines with his. Your bewildering acceptance of him makes you believe that this all can't really be happening. His claws reach down and dig underneath your clothes before he harshly rips off every bit of fabric sticking your body. You gasp with passion, willingly presenting your body.

"What's wrong with me?" you ask. Your whole body instantly tingles with heat and a need for release.

"This is your dream. And here, your body does what it wants most." Several long, dark tendrils appear from the base of the demon. They wrap around your legs and arms and lift you up into the air. More tendrils appear from the creature and tease your entire body from head to toe. A set massage your breasts while another tease your nipples. A few pairs reach for your tender cunt and begin moving up and down your loving crease. The thin tentacles spread you, lightly probe you, caress you, and flick your exposed clit. A single tendril even circles your anal bud tenderly.

Your whole body contorts under the **** on all your most sensitive spots. You can feel your loving folds moisten more and more. Your skin burns with passion and need for release.