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You were laying on the mattress, sore and exhausted. You had tried to look for any way out, jumping to the grated window, searching every inch of the room for anything, but nothing worked. The phone on the wall was broken, the line cut. You kept thinking that maybe, somehow, it would ring, but it never did. You scoffed to yourself, turning over, facing away from the window. Al didn't do much to you, and that only made you more uneasy. Why was he keeping you around? For company? For...other reasons?
Your mind grew tired with all this thinking and everything going on around you, so you finally slipped into a soft slumber. Curled up against yourself, breath slowing and oblivious to what was going on around you. The door opened ever so slightly, and the Grabber walked through. Only the bottom part of his mask was on, eyes exposed. He crept along the wall, his eyes fixated on your sleeping body. When he was sure you wouldn't wake at the slightest of sounds, he approached the bed.
He knelt down by the edge, his hair falling around his face nicely. He slowly crawled over your body, breathing deeply, trying not to make a sound. A hand gently ran along your leg as he moved, eyes dragging along your body. This felt right. You lay there, breathing softly, unaware to his advances, and he found that beautiful. He almost chuckled, his hand that was on your leg now at your thigh. You were laying on your right side, hands closer to your face, almost curled into a ball. He tilted his head, coming completely over you now and pressing his hands on the bed on either side of your body.
"Ohh...look at you," He whispered ever so softly as he leaned down closer to your face, a hand moving strands of your hair away and behind your ear. You shifted slightly, but didn't wake. Good. He moved to lay down behind you, pressing his body against your back as close as possible, sucking in a breath when his hips met yours. He was already half hard, just the idea of doing these things with you drove him crazy. You wouldn't know what hit you. So thrilling.
He hooked a finger through the belt loop of his pants, pulling them down to his thighs, his cock tenting in his breifs. He couldn't wait to bury himself inside of you. As he made a move to lower your pants though, you moved. He immediately tensed up, shimmying back away from you as you adjusted to get more comfortable. The position you ended up in was one much more favorable towards Al's actions. You laid on your back, your head turned to the side a little, legs bent slightly. Al slowly came back to you, relaxing at the sight. Such innocence does sleep capture, he thought to himself, changing his own position now that yours much was easier for him to access you.
He removed your pants gently, to not wake you, before moving on his knees in between your legs. He let out a small growl, hands pushing up against your shirt slowly, feeling the warm skin beneath. When he reached your breasts, he gave a small squeeze, which caused you to twitch slightly. Interesting...
He didn't bother to remove your underwear, he didn't care. He had a job to do right now, and it was to fuck you. He wished he could place marks onto your body, but not tonight. He wanted this to be a secret. To have you guessing what happened, if anything really did happen. He pulled his cock out of his breifs, rubbing it slowly up and down your clothed cunt. He moved his head back, closing his eyes at the sensation of the fabric. He could do this forever, if you stayed asleep for that long. He stared back down at your sleeping face, and decided it was time. He pulled your panties to the side, and pushed himself inside you slowly.
He choked back a moan, eyes closing and reopening, wanting to keep them on you as much as he can. You were still blissfully unaware of what was happening to you, it was perfect. He managed to get about halfway in before you shifted again, but only slightly. He froze, which pained him. He wasn't fully hard just yet, but with the way your wetness surrounded him and lubed him up, he would be. Fuck.
He pushed all the way inside without hesitation, growling when a small noise escaped your mouth. You weren't awake, but your body still reacted as if you were. He started off slow, but then kept a steady pace as he fucked you, carefully enough to not move you but fast enough for him to chase his release. He was panting softly, his mask muffling his moans. He leaned down now, hands on either side of you as he assumed the new position that let him go deeper inside. Fuck, that felt so fucking good, he thought to himself. He wanted to ruin you, to fuck your brains out, but not tonight. Tonight he was being a tease.
Your heat and wetness surrounding his cock was beginning to be too much, he would cum soon. His pace started to quicken, as he rolled his hips into yours. Man, were you one heavy sleeper. He briefly wondered what else he could do to you like this. No matter, the more his cock slid in and out of you, the more delicious, soft noises came from your mouth. Perhaps you were dreaming about this? Dreaming about his cock, pounding deep inside, waiting to-
He let out a choked moan as he quickly pulled out, reaching a hand down to rub himself to the finish, bucking his hips a few times before finally cumming onto your panties and belly. It was hot, he was sweating. And you were none the wiser. It fascinated him. He let all of his cum dribble out before putting himself away. He pulled out the cloth that was in his pants pocket, and cleaned up most of the mess. He was unsure for a moment if putting your pants back on would wake you, but he tried anyways. He succeeded, and felt proud. You looked practically untouched, and it almost made him hard again.
"Sleep well, doll." Al whispered, getting up and giving your body one last look, before he left the room.