DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, I only own the plot.

WARNINGS: Contains explicit language and adult themes (Non-Con/Dub-Con).

"I'm frozen." Sakura started. "Can't move, can't speak, can't even open my eyes. My breathing gets heavy, my heart starts racing and my entire body tingles."

"And how long does this last?" The medic sitting in front of her asked.

She was young, probably in her early thirties. Shizune was the name she gave when Sakura entered the spacious exam room.

"A minute, maybe two. Seems like hours though. And when I finally manage to move, I feel this uncontrollable need to go back to sleep. But as soon as I close my eyes, it starts all over again."

"Any other symptoms?" Shizune wrote the answers in a yellow notepad.

Sakura thought about it for a while before answering.

"Sometimes, even with my eyes closed, I can see my room clearly. I know I'm lying on my bed, I know there's a metal water bottle in my nightstand, I know my window's open… And I also know, there is… something… with me in the room." Sakura shivered. "I'm always afraid."

"And when did this start?"

"About three months ago."

"Anything specific happened around that time?" Shizune set her coal eyes on her.

"I had an accident. Nothing big, just… me and a friend traveled to a ski resort during our vacations, but it was my first time skiing and I somehow managed to fall off the mountain." Upon seeing the concerned face of the doctor, she quickly added. "It wasn't a big mountain, more like a hill. Anyway, I fell into a small cave, my friend called for help and I was rescued in less than fifteen minutes."

Ino still made jokes of how she rolled off that hill like a bowling ball.

"I see. And did you have any injuries?"

"A twisted ankle." Sakura remembered. "And I hit my head during the fall. I was unconscious for a while, but no concussion, according to the doctor."

"Why didn't you seek treatment before?"

Sakura's fingers wove through her long pink hair as she sighed.

"It's my last semester of college and I've been busy. Also, in the beginning it only happened once a week, so I didn't think it was important. But now, it's been happening every day and I can't sleep." The dark circles under her eyes were more than enough proof of her misery. "I almost failed a test last week because of how tired I was."

Shizune finally stopped writing and gave her a sympathetic smile. She was beautiful. If not for the big golden ring on her finger, Sakura would have risked asking her out.

"Well, it's good you decided to seek a sleep specialist. What you've been experiencing is called sleep paralysis, and it's actually very common." She explained. "There are different stages of sleep, and in the deepest stage your brain switches off the muscles, to prevent you from acting out your dreams. And sometimes, your brain wakes up before switching the muscles back on."

"What about the… thing I see?"

A chill ran down her spine when Sakura thought of all the times she felt a presence in her room, watching her.

"During the transition between sleeping and waking, your dreams can overflow a little bit. So hallucinations may occur."

Shizune made everything seem so easy and simple.

"So, what now?"

"First, I'd like you to take a few exams, just so we can rule out any problems related to your head injury. Then I'll schedule you for a sleep test, and we'll use the results to develop strategies to improve your sleep hygiene and create an escape plan for the episodes. I can't guarantee they'll stop, but at least they'll diminish and you won't panic as much when it happens."

Sakura smiled.

"Thank you."

It was happening again.

Sakura was awake, but her body, unmoving. She tried opening her eyes or wiggling her toes but nothing worked. A strong tingling took over her limbs, as if her body had gone numb and was just now coming back. She felt like her heart was pounding off her chest and fear overcame her.

'Breathe.' Shizune's voice whispered in her mind.

Sakura tried rationalizing and focused on her breathing.

In.

Easier said than done.

Out.

It felt like there was something heavy on her chest.

In.

It was cold.

Out.

Why was she cold?

In.

Her window was open, but it was summer.

Little by little, her bedroom became visible. Her eyes were still closed, the room was still dark, yet Sakura could make the outline of the furniture and objects around her perfectly. There was just one thing that was not supposed to be there at all.

A foot.

More specifically, a foot on her chest.

The previous inhale-exhale exercises flew out the window when the foot pressed deeper on her chest. Her breathing was fast, ragged and coming out in misty clouds.

'...your dreams can overflow…' Shizune's words resonated in her mind again.

Knowing it was just a hallucination didn't make it less terrifying, mostly since that never happened before. Sometimes, during these episodes, Sakura would have the feeling that there was something lurking in the corners of her room, but nothing was ever that vivid.

Sakura, who was now utterly desperate, renewed her futile attempts to wake her body up. Anything would do, even if just a little finger. Anything to make this stop.

The foot released the pressure on her chest.

Sakura was finally able to breathe properly. She stirred her fingers and opened her eyes.

But the foot was still there, on the same spot. And it belonged to a body.

Sakura looked up.

Standing in her bed was a slender figure wearing a pink sleeveless kimono with a black choker hugging their long neck. Beneath the waist length black hair, beautiful feminine features smiled sweetly at her.

But what shocked Sakura the most was not the unknown woman in her room. It was the two plum coloured, bat-like wings coming out from behind her.

"You're not real." Sakura whispered, tears streaming down her temples into her tousled hair.

The creature, whatever she was, opened her lids, revealing two chocolate coloured eyes that shone in the dark. Her smile, still sweet, widened a bit, as if she was amused.

"Not real, not real, not real…" Sakura repeated in a foolish attempt to reassure herself.

"I can guarantee my dear, I'm as real as you." She spoke in a velvet voice.

Sakura shivered at the sound.

Attentive to the movement, the woman withdrew her foot from Sakura's chest and sat straddling her abdomen.

Something long poked under her breast.

"I apologize for the cold, I really can't control it." She explained. "But I'll warm you up."

It wasn't a woman.

Despite his looks, that was a man. Well, not a man, but definitely male.

"W-who- what are you?" Sakura surprised herself for being able to speak, despite the overpowering fear she felt.

"My name is Haku," He introduced. "and I'm an incubus."

Sakura had no idea what that was, but it didn't sound good. She knew for a fact now that that wasn't just a dream or a hallucination, so she needed to run.

"W-w-why are you here?"

"You woke me up, remember?" Sensing her confusion, Haku explained. "The day you fell off the mountain, I was in a stupor in the cave. A hibernation of sorts. I wasn't due to wake up for at least another hundred years, but when I saw your face… well, I thought it'd be worth being an early bird."

"You're the one who's been doing this to me?" Sakura raised herself on her elbows, half curious, half trying to distract him to find a way to escape.

"You mean harvesting your mind? Again, I apologize. I know it must've been unpleasant." An understatement. "But it was the only way for you to see me."

"Why'd you want me to see you?"

Sakura remembered her metal water bottle on the nightstand.

"How else could I fuck you?"

Her hand moved fast but his hand moved faster. She reached the bottle, but his tight grip on her wrist made her drop it. His touch felt like ice.

Dread filled her at the clank of the object rolling under her bed.

"You know, I don't mind you being scared." Haku let go of her hand. "It actually makes things more exciting… to me, at least. But I don't tolerate defiance."

Sakura freaked out when he started untying his white obi.

"Don't! Please! I didn't mean to wake you up!" She begged while trying to wiggle herself away from him.

"But I am awake, ain't I?" He discarded the obi at some corner of her room. "Might as well make the best of it."

Haku opened his kimono, revealing a lean, toned torso and a long, hard cock pulsing at her.

Sakura felt paralyzed again, but for an entirely different reason this time.

There, with his fair skin shining against the moonlight, a knowing smile playing on his lips, Haku was the most alluring being Sakura's ever seen.

That didn't stop her from shrieking in horror when he ripped her white tank top as if it was made of thin paper and threw the scrapes somewhere behind his back.

"Stop!" Sakura tried covering her breasts but he pinned her wrists to her pillow.

"Believe me, my dear,"

Haku slowly dragged his legs to the end of the bed, his feet pushing away the blanket, making sure to grind his dick down her stomach through the process.

"after I make you cum,"

He pushed his entire body fully into hers, his black hair curtaining her from the world, his cool minty breath blowing on her face, his lips ghosting hers.

"no mere mortal will ever satisfy you again."

Both their eyes were wide open when he kissed her. Sakura's in fear, Haku's in amusement. His lips were soft, gentle even, all things considered. But she didn't know how to respond. She didn't want to respond.

"Nngh-" She tried shifting her head to escape the kiss.

But when Haku eased his hips between her legs and rubbed his cock on her covered pussy, Sakura gasped. It was all he needed. His tongue plunged into her mouth, coaxing her own to move with his.

And it was like his saliva was laced with an aphrodisiac, because she suddenly felt a sting of pleasure down her core. Sakura stopped struggling and closed her eyes. Slowly but eagerly, her lips started responding to his demands, their tongues entangling, their teeth teasing.

"Mmm-" She whimpered, inebriated with his peppermint taste.

With one last nibble on her lower lip, Haku let go of her abused pout. The breathless woman beneath him had no time to register his absence, for his mouth was already on her jaw, scraping his teeth on the column of her neck, sucking and lapping on her pulse.

"Oh…" Sakura moaned.

She could feel his smirk on her skin, his low chuckle reverberating like waves on her throat.

At last, his gelid hands let go of her wrists in order to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples. It didn't take long for his mouth to replace one of his hands, while his nails scratched their way down to her hips. So caught up on the sensations he brought her, Sakura didn't realize when he deftly ripped her white panties too.

Haku forced her thighs apart and thrusted his cock into her in one swift motion.

"AAH-!" Sakura yelled.

It didn't hurt but she definitely wasn't ready either.

"So hot…" He swore in a low, husky voice.

Given how his thin brows were knitted together, Haku must've enjoyed that greatly. Which made sense considering his body was dead cold. Even his dick, fucking her at a slow, tantalizing pace, was like an ice rock inside her.

Paradoxically, Sakura felt like fire. She was sweating, heating, burning. She even unfisted the sheets she'd been desperately clinging to, in favor of massaging his scalp when he kissed her again.

"Fuck, you're gonna melt me dear."

She closed her eyes when Haku sped up his thrusts. Everytime he buried himself inside her core, she grinded her hips with his and mewled on his mouth. He sat on his knees, hands seizing her thighs open, and rammed his cock on her. Sakura arched her back, gripping the pillow under her head as she moaned loudly.

"Aaah!" She was so close.

"Yes!" He groaned.

That's when Sakura made the mistake of opening her eyes.

When Haku was directly atop of her, she couldn't see them, because of his hair. But now, with him sitting, his wings were wide open, filling the entire room.

Fear washed over her again and Sakura tried to dislodge herself from him.

"STOP!"

In her despair, Sakura slapped him.

Indeed, he stopped his motions, but the look in his slightly turned face made her gelid again.

"I told you, dear," Haku stood on the bed again. "I do not tolerate defiance."

He held her by her hips, leaving her upside down, her long pink hair the only part of her that still touched the white sheets. Haku did not stop pistoning her for even a second, in fact, he started going even faster. Sakura whimpered in a mixture of fear, confusion and arousal.

"Let me- ah!- go!" She screamed.

There were three claws on each wing, which she hadn't noticed before. Haku flapped his wings once, twice, and then, as if they were sentient, the claws clutched the ceiling. If it wasn't for his hair falling down and the woman dangling from him, one would think he was laying on bed giving on how casual he seemed.

"Are you sure you want me to let go?" He mocked as she yelled.

Sakura wrapped her legs around his waist and tried reaching for him. He either took pity on her – less likely –, or thought this position wasn't good enough, because he pulled her to him.

Turning them around, his wings and claws adjusting and making new holes on the ceiling, Haku resumed his thrusts. Now with her hugging him for dear life and with the aid of gravity, he brought up a whole new level of ecstasy to her.

With her squished against his tout chest, her nipples rubbed against his and his pubic bone dragged against her clitoris with each pump. Giving their stance, he couldn't fuck her as fast as before, but with how deep he reached every time he thrust her into the ceiling, it wasn't necessary.

He swallowed her moans in another kiss, painfully gripping her ribcage. Sakura tried her best not to think about, or touch, his wings while her nails scratched his back. She knew by now there was no point resisting him, so she allowed her emerald eyes to roll to the back of her head when her heart started pounding harder.

It didn't take long for Sakura to bite Haku's neck, right below his choker, in an attempt to stabilize herself from the earthquake inside her. He kept fucking her, through her high, prolonging her ecstasy.

"You feel like hellfire…" He hissed.

Haku came, and surprisingly, his seed was burning hot. So hot that she could feel the trail of it on her cunt. Her walls convulsed again – had they ever stopped anyway? –, her vision turned white, waves and waves of utter bliss coursing through her veins.

It was only when she tasted iron on her lips that Sakura came back to her senses, realizing she'd bit him too hard. She barely had time to register when his claws let go of the ceiling and they fell to her bed.

Sakura knew she should be scared now that she could think straight once again, but she felt like she just ran a marathon. She was tired, thirsty and her limbs felt like jelly.

Haku chuckled at her state as he rearranged her on the bed. The second her head hit the pillow, Sakura closed her eyes. He got what he wanted, it was time she got what she wanted.

Sleep.

But Haku wasn't finished.

Without ceremony, he kneeled between her legs and lapped at her pussy.

"W-wait, I can't- ah!" Sakura jerked.

When she looked down, his sclera had turned black, his skin was marred with cracks, his beautiful delicate features contorted in an expression of desperation.

Haku didn't eat her up, he feasted on her.

Quite literally, in fact. He stuck his tongue inside her, curling and sucking, drinking her essence, like a vampire drinks blood.

She was too sensitive for that, her swollen clit begging for mercy. Yet, Sakura was also too scared and too weak to fight him. Sighing in defeat, she grasped the sheets and looked away, trying her best to endure it.

As absurd and unbelievable as the whole ordeal was, one thing was certain: Haku was better than anyone she'd ever been with, men and women.

After he finished cleaning her, Haku licked his lips and smirked. Reaching for her hair, he took a pink strand away from her cheek and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for the meal, my dear. I may visit you again some other night."

His gentle smile was the last thing Sakura saw before falling asleep.

Sakura woke up that morning feeling replenished.

She had another episode last night, this time accompanied by a weird dream, but she just couldn't remember what the dream was about. It didn't matter anyway, since she managed to get some sleep afterwards.

With a content sigh, Sakura stretched herself and reached for the water bottle on her nightstand. Her hands searched around but found nothing, so she cracked one eye open.

It wasn't there.

'Must've fallen.' She told herself.

Then she felt cold.

With eyes wide in fear, Sakura sat up and looked around. There was no one in her bedroom, the sun shone bright outside her window, and she could even hear a bird sing. Everything was alright.

The cold came from her lack of clothes.

It was odd, but she probably took them off during the night because of the hot weather. That seemed like a good enough explanation. Nothing to worry about. These episodes were starting to make her paranoid. Maybe she should ask Shizune for sleeping medication on the next appointment.

Remembering she had a free day, Sakura laid back down, hoping to nap some more.

But sleep wouldn't come again.

Not after seeing the holes in her ceiling.