Haste husky sounds coming from the room continuous to hers had woken her from slumber, with careful stride and heart palpitating rapidly out of anger, jealousy and betrayal Rebecca approached his room expecting to find another with him, slowly did she open the door to find none but him, with a heavy exhale she felt better but curiosity had claimed her, so she ascended his bed, taking imperil his lips were captured by hers, hand kneading arousal of his in a slow manner, if only once, he was hers.
MY MUSE IS CLEARLY HAVING A VERY VIVID DREAM, THEIR BODY REACTING TO IT IN A VERY SEXUAL MANNER, PANTING AND WRITHING IN REACTION AS THEY SLEEP. IT SEEMS THAT WHATEVER OR WHOEVER THEY ARE DREAMING OF IS DOING A GOOD JOB OF TURNING THEM ON. SEND ME YOUR MUSE’S RESPONSE TO WALKING IN AND FINDING THEM LIKE THAT.
It was so vivid, so real… her supple soft skin, milky pale in the soft, cold night. He could hear her soft, pleasured moans in his ear, asking for more, begging to be made his. Moonlight bathed them, and for once the sight of a female bare and naked before him set fire to Jonathan Lightree’s cheeks. He could feel her warmth, her mountains and valleys… he was not sure he could hold himself back much longer, the sweet sensation of skin against skin making him moan softly in anticipation… though of course this was only a dream. Only here could he satisfy his thirst for her, for his lady… “Becca…” he muttered in his sleep as he felt her lips meet his, and he took them hungrily. He moaned softly, unable to tell if he was truly dreaming anymore… part of him was unsure he wished this to be happening in reality, afraid of what was to come after when it was said and done. But still his hands came up to cup the soft flesh of her bottom, squeezing gently. His eyes just barely fluttered open to peer upon her, though he made no move to stop himself from kissing her still.