There the purple nightmaren was; trapped like a wounded seal being circled around sharks. There seemed to be nothing the effeminate nightmaren could do that didn't require for him to give in to bestial lusts that have obviously plagued Reala's mind to the point Wizeman may have been nothing but a trivial name.
Maybe helping jog Reala's memory of their "master" would give NiGHTS enough time to escape?
"Reala?" "Are you still there?" "Do you remember Wizeman any?"
The purple nightmaren slightly urged the red and black nightmaren to respond.
"Yes." "I am aware that you have killed him, and with you killing him, you prove yourself in being the most powerful nightmaren he has ever created." "I'd be lying if I said I didn't envy you for achieving such a feat."
The red and black nightmaren admitted truthfully. There was no purr, no coo, not even a single of of the "haughty fumes" NiGHTS can smell from a mile away. This only made things worse.
"Doesn't any of that make you angry!?" "You were the most loyal to him, and that is how you reply!?"
NiGHTS yells out to the taller creature as he felt his back touch one of the clone's chest. With just that movement, the muscular arms of the clone wrapped tightly around NiGHTS's waist like a vice.
The real Reala uses the time of NiGHTS's capture to explain his side of the conflict,
"Yes NiGHTS, I was Wizeman's most trusted nightmaren and I followed every order to the best of my abilities." "However, what you fail to think of however is that I am still a nightmaren that has independent thought."
"Yeah?"'
The purple nightmaren scoffed at the red and black nightmaren as he both fought the growing cloud of pheromones and the clone still constricting his waist with his arms.
"You fail to ask me a fatal question NiGHTS: How do I prioritize my thought processes?" "I can and only will focus on Master Wizeman until all of his need are met." "After I am dismissed, my mind switches to other subjects to dwell on."
Reala informs the trapped effeminate nightmare of the mistake he made.
"Such as?"
NiGHTS scoffed again, the annoyance in his voice growing much more apparent as the minutes went by.
"Thoughts of the fallen, thoughts of my future work...thoughts of you."
The red and black nightmaren paused before he spoke of the last three words. Usually Reala would do this to give those that listen a warning about what the future point will focus on.
Already, NiGHTS was both skeptical and annoyed further by Reala's bush beating. He knew (assumed) what Reala was doing. He was just using the time that NiGHTS could be using to plan for an escape for "idle" chitchat while the pheromones in the room slowly filled up. This way, when Reala was finished talking about how much of a disappointment he is to Wizeman, Reala could quickly take advantage of him without him having an ounce of resistance to his name. NiGHTS continued to resist the painfully slow fog that was washing over his head as he "listened" to Reala's lecture. (When NiGHTS meant about "listening", he meant just nodding whenever it seems appropriate.)
"Yes NiGHTS." "I have thought of you for more than a considerable amount of time." "I'd be lying if I didn't say that after a while, I welcomed such off thoughts as another innate responses within my mind."
The red and black nightmaren admits to the purple creature. No "haughty fumes". No dry jokes. Nothing. Reala meant what he said.
This was a rare sight of the purple nightmaren to see. Reala talking straight with no half truths or no bouts of superiority was either a good omen or a ill omen. It could either mean that Reala is actually trying his best to talk to NiGHTS despite to obvious suspicion of his character, or to further ensnare NiGHTS in a web of lies.
"You have thought of me..?"
NiGHTS repeated in a hushed disbelief.
"Yes." "Don't worry, I would be insulted if you weren't surprised by this fact." "Yes NiGHTS, you have plagued my mind for as long as I can remember." "I never understood why and chose to keep that one thing away from Master Wizeman." "I feared the reaction he would give me too much to risk him knowing."
The red and black nightmaren walked closer to NiGHTS.
This was also either a good omen or and ill one. Usually, if Reala didn't hover to NiGHTS, that was an innate response for NiGHTS to take Reala seriously. Despite the fact that NiGHTS was still fighting to keep his mind clear, he couldn't deny now that the pheromones radiating form the more masculine nightmaren were starting to smell...alluring.
"Even when fighting and imprisoning you, you still seemed to plague my mind." "The more I seemed to resist, the more vivid the thoughts would become." "Sometimes it would be like you were right there with me..your eyes gleaming into mine...the touches of your caressing hands lingering on my face-!"
"Umm Reala?" "Are you a little too close as it is?"
The purple nightmaren gulped slightly as he heard the first step the masculine nightmaren took on the carpeted floor to get closer to him. To make matters worse, NiGHTS did feel the grip of the clone starting to relax, but the claws began to gently rip into his suit again, displaying more of his bare thighs within the rips. NiGHTS was barely able to hold down a gasp as the cold air hit his bare skin.
"Your body close to my own.."
The red and black nightmaren continued with his statement, the tone of his voice changing drastically from being formal to seeming to have succumb to the effects of a powerful trance. NiGHTS even noticed Reala's once cold blue eyes were now more fogged than the windows of the first winter.
NiGHTS started to feel sorry for Reala. Whereas it was easy (enough) for NiGHTS to ignore those (sometimes even depraved) thoughts of Reala, it seemed like the thoughts haunted Reala on a far more vicious degree. Then adding in the fact that it was mating season, NiGHTS began to wonder how Reala was able to go on without losing his mind.
The purple creature kept quiet. Not only because he was interested in knowing what the next thing Reala would do, but also, the thoughts of Reala began to rise from the Abyss of NiGHTS's mind. The purple nightmaren's violet eyes occasionally glanced at any body part of Reala's when the red and black nightmaren was too entranced to notice, especially at a certain body part...
NiGHTS began to pant softly to himself as his body began to perspire slightly. The pheromones, the depraved thoughts, and Reala's entranced state were close to making him give into temptation. The clone that was holding him was aware of this, causing him to gently pet NiGHTS's stiff hips with a lewd smirk.
"My hands on your hips..."
Reala continued on as he placed his hands on to of the clone's hands to further massage the stiff muscles on the purple nightmaren. Reala, even in his entranced state, could tell NiGHTS was close to breaking, but he needed to still pace things.
"R-Reala..?"
NiGHTS spoke out in a hushed voice. His Violet eyes fogging further with lust as his lips hypnotically twitched as Reala looked at them. The red and black nightmaren tried to hold himself a little longer, wanting to know where his foil stood on his emotions to him.
"Me asking you what think of me.."
The red and black nightmaren continued even further as his hands slowly slipped behind NiGHTS's hips to gently grab at his buttocks.
"What I think of you?"
The purple nightmaren asked. NiGHTS did have a slight idea of what Reala was specifically talking about since Reala's advances have mutated to be more and more sexual as the time went.
"Yes." "Do I ever cross your mind NiGHTS?" "Do you ever wake up reaching out for me?"
The red and black nightmaren asked the effeminate nightmaren. There was a slightly amount of urgency within Reala's voice, on NiGHTS was now unable to ignore.
"Yes."
That one word was all that NiGHTS could say before the red and black nightmaren gripped at his shoulders, pulling him into a heated kiss. The purple nightmaren's eyes widened from the burst of stimuli only to slowly close as Reala both deepens the kiss and move his tongue inside of NiGHTS's mouth.
NiGHTS began to move his tongue as well, the slightly smaller organ being no match for the longer and slimier tongue that belonged to his foil. The red and black nightmaren pulled NiGHTS's form closer to him to the point Reala risked getting stabbed slightly by the red jewel that resigned on the very center of NiGHTS's chest. The two continued to kiss for a long while, smacks, gasps, and gentle pants filling the air with sound.
The two only stopped kissing when they both felt their lungs burn, yearning, if not, screaming for air. After one more sloppy smack, the two creatures parted from eachother's lips, a tiny trail of saliva connecting to both of their tongues.
The two creatures stayed quiet for a while before the red and black nightmaren broke to silence,
"From hatred and annoyance to lust and love." "I was unable to ever rid of myself completely of your influence."
"Lisewise." "I can despise you and admire you all within the same hour.."
The purple nightmaren agreed with the red and black nightmaren, his dainty hand gently caressing the fine details of the muscles on Reala's arm.
NiGHTS then heard a quiet click from behind him, showing him that his time to escape was over. However, NiGHTS didn't take the realization as a sign of defeat, but as a sign of victory in a way. He could of caused a seen, broke the windows, and injure himself and Reala within the process. However, he stayed and found both him and his foil were ailed with a disease they could only cure with each other.
Both nightmaren gazed at each other, the silence of the room coming back as the two come to terms with what they have to do next. They both started with taking off their hats, the violet eyed nightmaren's hair being as white as the purest of silks, his foil's as black as the blackest night of the new moon.
