A/N: I had an idea which I will continue when I get more time in my life. But until then enjoy my bastard child of regret. :)

I'm still a beginning writer so constructive feedback helps me do better. Thanks!
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He was beautiful, with his thin brows pushed together and his full lips parted in a breathless gasp.

My whole world had been reduced to him. I was consumed by him. His moans, his slim angled hips, the way he arched his back as I kissed his neck, the feel of his hands in my hair as he tugged me down insistently. I was powerless to deny him anything.

I leaned down to where I pinned him on my bed, breathing in his clean scent. "Is this okay?" I ask in a hushed whisper, as I reach for his straining cock running my hand up its leaking length.

It takes him a second to answer, his breath coming in pants, "Please don't stop."

I won't, just let me take care of you. I feel my chest tighten, possessiveness seizing me, he's my love, my soul. I lean down and cover him with my body, while his steady hands trail down my neck to clutch my shoulders.

I kiss him thoroughly as I stroke his length in a slow, steady rhythm, effectively sealing off his breathless moan. I can hear my heart hammering in my chest, threatening to break from my ribs.

He suddenly stops and leans back, his hair disheveled and grey eyes hooded, looking for all the world like that cat who got the cream. I smile, and he smiles back. A few moments pass, and I feel paralyzed, fear settles deep in my belly, gripping my insides and choking me. His smile grows ever wider until it covers his once beautiful face in an ear to ear deformed grimace. I want to scream to push him away, but my body is stone, unwilling to respond to my call. All I can do is stare in horror as my lover metamorphoses into a monster before my very eyes.

When he opens his mouth to speak, it is the placid sound of doom, "You let me suffer Erwin."

I feel a gust of ice cold air racing and devouring, releasing me from my prison. His slowly face flutters away before me like an ocean wave concealing a footprint, and then my room is dark, and I am covered in sweat, my ragged breath the only sound.

I kick off my blanket sitting up in bed, another nightmare. They've become all consuming.