Helpless Cries:

The lights went off.
Crickets were stridulating from an unknown distance.
With nervous steps, he headed towards the bed. This was that time of the day which he dreaded the most.
Every night, he became a victim of her lustful thirst. He couldn't do anything about it, because she was resistant to all sorts of his defensive acts.

Scanning the room with his X-ray like eyes, he rested his head on the pillow,  praying for a peaceful sleep.
He could almost hear her shrill laughter,  mocking at such vague prayers of his.

And there she was.

Ready to satiate her hunger, the hunger that only he could satisfy.

She started exploring his body fervently, waiting to leave marks all over him as a sign of victory.

He stirred a little, to show his discomfort but his instincts knew that it was of no use.

She put her weight on him, after she was done exploring her territory.

She bit him hard on his neck, he could almost feel the blood oozing out.

Things started getting heated up for her, she was about to reach the peak of her satisfaction when out of nowhere came a slap!

The mosquito lay dead, its body torn apart, dripping the blood that it had just sucked.

That night had passed.
But many more such anguished nights lay ahead of him.

Men get molested too. ;)

-Apurba Mandal