(warning! Mention of death and unwilling bondage)

(later that night)

  I slowly start to wake up, not opening my eyes just yet. Laying there, I enjoy the quiet and the feeling of Rob's chest rising and falling. Just then, I noticed that his breaths were short and and quick. I sit up and start to shake Dart's shoulders,

"Dart, wake up! Something's up with Rob," I say.

"Huh, what's wrong?" He asked, sounding completely out of it.

"I think he's having a nightmare,"

"We need to wake him up!" Dart says, quickly getting up.

  Before he can get far though, Rob sits up with a shot. Causing us to fall onto his lap. He sits there for a while, breathing heavily and covered in sweat, before he looks down. Almost as if he forgot we were there for a minute.

". . . It- it was just a d-dream," he whispers. "Are you two alright, you aren't hurt or anything?" He asks, his voice sounding utterly exhausted.

"yeah we're good, few bruises at most. How about you?" I ask,

"I-I'm...good, just-yeah. I'm fine," he says. "I'll be back in a minute, need to go release myself."

  With that, he set us down on his pillow and got up. He slipped on his sandals before heading out of the tent and into the tree line.

"Must have been a really bad one this time, he very rarely acts like that. Last time he did was that camping trip two years ago, when he almost lost us." I say,

"Yeah, he had nightmares for almost a week afterwards. Think we should do something?"

"Not tonight. He needs his sleep, especially if that rock is as big as I think it is. Plus after that nightmare he probably isn't up for anything but sleep right now." I say,

  Just then, Rob comes back into the tent. He kicks off his sandals and comes back over to lay on the sleeping bag. We move off the pillow so he doesn't have to worry about accidentally squishing us, then walk over to his side and climb onto his stomach. He doesn't do anything. We go on our hands and knees and start rubbing his tummy. We do get a pleased 'hmm' out of him so we continued. After a few minutes, he lets out a relieved sigh.

"Better?" I ask him,

"Mmmm, yeah...Thanks," he says sounding a bit better than a few minutes ago.

"So, you want to tell us what it was about?"

  He stays quiet for a bit, as if contemplating whether or not he wanted to talk about it. In the end he sighed and the words started to flow,

"We were back home, sitting in our room and chatting on the bed. I had gotten up for a minute to get something for us to eat. I grabbed a muffin out of the freezer and put it in the microwave. While it was in there, there was a knock at the door. I walked to the door and opened it. No one was there but a box was sitting on the ground. I brought it inside and put it on the kitchen table.
  Curiosity getting the better of me, I grabbed a knife and opened it. Inside, there was a canister with a timer that was counting down. I panicked, so I quickly picked it up and ran for the door but the timer ran out and suddenly a gas started coming out. I started feeling dizzy then dropped unconscious."

He stops for a moment to catch his breath, then continues.

"When I woke up, I couldn't move. My arms and legs were tied down to my bed frame and I was gagged. I noticed that I had been striped to just my underwear. I struggled to free my arms and legs but it didn't work so I looked around, trying to find you two, when a man in black came in.
'Ah, you're awake. Good,' He said evilly. 'Now what to do? Oh I know,'
  He reached behind his back and pulled you two out, tied at the wrists and ankles, and held you by your shirts.
'Know look what I found hiding in your bed, a couple of  bugs!' He says, wearing a devilish smirk.
  He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. You both shouted for help with tears running down your faces. I stared in horror as he dropped you onto my chest and held you there with is fingers. I tried to yell at him through the gag but all that came out were muffled sounds.
'Now then, I assume you know these two pieces of shit?' I didn't make a sound but I stared daggers at him.
'Oh so you do? well that's good, that will make this even more fun!' He smirked down at me.
He un-gagged me and took a needle, with a black liquid in it, from his pocket and leaned over the bed.
'When I get out of here you're gonna be in huge trouble man!' I shouted at the man. He just laughed at me, 'is that so boy? I think your little friends are gonna be the ones in trouble if you get out, once I inject you with this.' At those words, I started to struggle.But now matter what I did, I couldn't escape the bonds. I looked down at you guys just before he injected me with whatever it was,
'I'm sorry guys, for everything. Just know that whatever I do with this stuff in me, I will still love you. Always!' Then he stuck the needle into my neck. 
I screamed in pain, but tried not to move to much because of what might happen if I did. Plus, you were still on my chest. I could hear both of you calling my name but my voice wouldn't work and my vision started to blur.
  The man took the needle out of my neck and untied me. I immediately went to try and untie you before whatever he put in me could take effect but I was only able to get one of you haft way free. My head started to hurt like it was being crushed. I told you both to get out of there as fast as you could, but it was already too late.
  The stuff had taken over my body and was acting on it's own. My hand grabbed you and started to squeeze till you-"

  Rob broke off into a chocked sob. Dart and I started rubbing his stomach again, trying to calm him down. ''Don't worry about it buddy, you don't need keep going. Just relax," I said.

  He burst into tears at that, "I-I d-didn't mean to do it! *hiccup* I didn't have any c-control over m-my b-body. *sniffle* I-I had to s-sit there a-and watch it h-happen, I had to watch you both d-d-d-i-i-ie in my hand. *hiccup*" He started to cry harder.

  We got up and walked over the shaking surface of Rob's chest, as he continued to cry. We made it up to his shoulder and hoped down to his pillow. I walk over to his ear while Dart goes to his neck and we run our hands over spots of skin. After a few minutes of this, Rob starts to calm down. Then eventually stops crying, with the occasional high of his breath or hiccup.

"That a boy, just relax. Don't worry, we're still here and you're still in complete control. Nothin's gonna happen to any of us, just calm down." I say calmly, similar to how a mother soothes their child after they have a nightmare.

  He doesn't say anything at first but a small, sad smile comes to his lips, "well...*sniffle* not complete control. If I was completely in control, I wouldn't be crying right now. But yeah, you're right." He laughs a bit,

"Everyone needs to cry every once in a while, even you Rob. It's what makes us human. Besides, we know a sure fire way to cheer you up." Dart says, now having a devilish smirk on is face.

"Oh no please don't! Not that, anything but that!" He pleads, trying to scoot as far away from us as he can.

"Oh no you don't, get back over here." Dart says, walking towards the nervous human.

"No! Please, I'll do anything. Just don't-" He was cut off when Dart pounced on his foot and started scribbling his fingers on the arch of his bare foot. Rob started laughing, trying to keep the volume down so he didn't wake the others. Dart moved in-between his toes and to the top of is foot. Rob's laughter quieted down to soft giggles and he carefully moved himself back onto the sleeping bag.
  When he was laying down again, Dart moved up his leg. At that point, I was standing next to Rob's quivering body and decide to join in. So I climb up the side of his shirt and onto his stomach. I crawled under the fabric of Rob's shirt and start tickling him there. His laughter goes up an octave.

"Give up giant, you will never beat the giant ticklers." Dart calls up from his spot under Rob's knee.

"Hahahahahah-ahahahahahah, never. hahahIhihihhihihi Whihihihill nhehehehver give up hahahahaha!"

"You asked for it!" I call up, and I move to his most ticklish spot. His belly button!

"OK! I GIVE! hahahahaha," He finally gives.

"good," Dart says and stops tickling. I do the same.

  Rob breaths heavily as he catches his breathe, little giggles here and there. Dart and I climb up to his chest and lay down. Rob lifts his hand up and rests it over us,

"thanks guys. Guess I did need that, it felt good after that nightmare." He says with a strong sense of gratitude in his voice.

"No problem dude, what are friends for. More importantly, what boyfriends for?" I say, and run my hand over the clothe we lay on.

  Dart mimics my motion. Rob lets loud yawn out before exhaling deeply. "Night guys, and thanks, for everything." He says tiredly and closing his eyes.

"Anything for you Rob. Good night buddy," Dart and I say.

All is silent for a moment, then, "You know I'm gonna hold you both to that, right?" Rob jokes,

"go to sleep ya mutton head!" Dart says, and Rob laughs before quieting down again and we all relax.
Nightmare forgotten, we all just cuddle together, finding comfort in each others company.

To be continued . . .

Squirt out🤠