Emotionless Robot

"Sara's point of view,"

"What are you doing?" The sensation of a hand on my breast woke me.

"Do you not find it pleasing?" He rubbed my breast and questioned me in a hungry tone.

His voice was incredibly alluring, but why did he wake me up in the middle of the night, disrupting my restful sleep?

Wait, let me ask him how he got into this room. I recall verifying the room's lock from the inside before retiring for the night.

"How did you get into this room?"

Even though I switched off every light in the room before going to bed, the moonlight streaming in through the window illuminated the monsters' features.

"Do you think you can get away from me, baby?"

In a blink of an eye, he was over me.

"What are you doing? Let me go to sleep." I became aware that he had undone my shirt button, exposing my bare breast, as I felt the warmth of his body.

His shirt is doing nothing good for my body. What's the point of covering my backside with his shirt when he's already lying on my body? I d