1 Dream

Psst." I whispered.

Nothing.

"Psssst!"

Still nothing.

"God damn it. WAKE UP ASSHOLE!"  A loud THUD followed my best friends lovely landing.

It's now two am and the same dreams woke me up, yet again. Its been the same everyday for the past 6 months.

"What the hell? What time is it KC?"

My tangle headed bestie groans out.

"Not too late, just 2 am." I mumble out, rubbing the back of my neck.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK KC!" Quickly I scooch to the end of the bed to give Tyler her space. She has a 'swinging her fist at me problem' when I wake her up. Suddenly her fist comes flying right past my nose, slightly contacting my face.

"Jesus Ty! Sorry, I just can't sleep." I mutter out at her.

The dim light of the lamp posts outside, gives me enough light to see her silhouette, sitting in a slouch position against the head board. Her head is facing me straight on, letting me know she's looking at me.

Silence.

"Was it the dream again?"

Tyler sadly has been a victim to my random wake up fits. More than one time, considering she's almost always with me. Her tired voice giving me the stomach eating guilt.

We have class in a few hours, and college classes are no joke. Getting kicked out for falling asleep is probably the most humiliating, and horrible thing to happen to someone.  I feel terrible to keep doing this to her knowing that she might very well be doing that today.

"Yea."

I let out the frustrated sigh letting her know she's not alone in this predicament.

This same dream, for the past 6 months has been nothing but pure torture.

Dream:

The warm breeze sweeps past my short hair, cooling my neck and lower part of my scalp.

"This feels so nice."

With black above me and stars infecting the sky, the breeze whipping my hair to the side, the soft grass beneath my feet.

I can't help but be at complete ease. In the distance, the large castle is standing on the cliff where I don't dare to journey. The cracking in its bricks seem to be standing courageous, ready to be swallowed by the waves from the ocean below, if they dared to get high enough.

"It does."

Looking over my left shoulder the owner of the voice comes into view. The face that haunts my dreams for past 6 months, the voice that replays in my head non stop.

I stand there looking at a man, or what I assume to be, standing behind me a few feet back; watching me. I turn to face him completely. His demeanor staring at me. I had the courage to look it in the eyes, mysterious, one blue and one green. The long white braid hanging over his left shoulder settles there brushing his firm chest. His pale skin reflecting the little light we have, only made him more enchanting.

"Who are you?"

The words escape my mouth, my bottom lip trembling. 

"I am me. Just as you are you."

"That's not what I mean. What is your name?"

"Now that's a more legitimate question, don't you think?" he chuckles at me.

I just stand there expectantly, waiting for his name.

"My name is..."

As soon as the breeze blew again more rapidly, his name seem to fly away with it. It didn't bother me, and I didn't bother to ask again. He stepped closer to me and I stood there waiting for his touch like every other time before.

"Your so beautiful."

His hand finally reaching up to cup my cheek. I sighed as his hand rested there, and his intense eyes softened. His long body bent slightly to accommodate mine, and I let my eyes follow the beautiful markings that coated his face, and skin. The horns set upon his head didn't bother me in the slightest, as they glittered when he moved. They curled; sat pitch black in the silky white hair on top of his head.

"So are you."

I meant it with every fiber of my being. This man, monster, what ever he may be has my eyes,  and mind completely stuck on him. It only makes my heart beat against my chest in a hard rhythm. Slowly without warning he bends closer, bringing our faces closer. I stare into the entrapping heterochromia pools as they slowly make there way; any closer and they'd  blur.

Our faces are so close. I close my eyes and feel the heat burning my face, so hot, I hope he doesn't feel it in his palm.

Our lips gently collide, just like they've always done. It makes my body erupt, the heat radiating  off of me. I felt little shocks as his mouth touched mine. His lips traveled down my body only making me hotter.

His fingers suddenly brush the skin on my arm, raising goose bumps, and he pulls my elbow up gliding his hand to mine. I don't stop him as he guides my hand into his hair. Deepening the intense kiss, he lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

The soft white dress I have on, hiking up around my hips, giving our skin contact. My legs pressed against the hard muscular torso and locked them behind his strong back. Moving both hands to his head. I wrap my fingers into the hair at the base of his braid. Pulling him closer as his tongue slides against my lips, and I open hungrily.

His firm grip on my burning thighs make my head feel dizzy, this extasy, this feeling is all I care about. I nipped his bottom lip. I was greeted by a deep animalistic growl from his throat. Soon after he slowly pulled away.

"We have to stop now."  His one statement lingered in the air along with my disappointment. "Why?" I breathed.

He set me down gently, on my own two feet as he sighed. I looked at him curiously, and wonder why we HAD to stop. No one's around, it's night time, and I wanted it. Then a thought struck me. 'what if HE doesn't want it?'

"I didn't say that." I just continued to look at him uneasy.

"Then why?" I asked.

"I want to do this when I can actually touch you not just in your dreams." He said frustratedly.

"You are just a dream though." I stated.

He just sighed again and brought a gentle hand to my face. Rubbing his thumb against my bottom lip.

"I don't even know your name."

"You will." He winked.

"I will?" I furrowed my brow.

He just chuckles at my confusion.

"Wake up."  Huh? What the crap do you mean wake up! I don't wanna, not again! Soon the sky and everything around me faded into black, and when he became out of sight, my eyes opened. "Ughh! I just want some damn sleep! I'm just gonna go shower. I'm sorry Ty." I stated frustratedly "It's alright I'm gonna try to go back to sleep." She nuzzled comfortably under the covers. "Kay. Night." With that I walked out of the small bedroom in my apartment and into the bathroom. Stripping my clothes off I look at myself in the mirror above my sink. Leaning in close I inspect my raccoon circles and rusty brown eyes. "I look like shit. I really need some fucking sleep." Letting out a frustrated sigh I turn the water on and sit on the ledge of the tub waiting for the water to warm up. My apartment isn't very big so my bathroom isn't exactly the normal size. The small white tiles that cover the floor are off colored here and there from the general wear and tare. The egg white colored walls surround me and a simple toilet, sink, and glass sliding door shower/tub thing is all I got. It's plain but Tyler added her own touch with a soft black little rug and matching towels, wash clothes and cute little pictures of us at the beach. I didn't understand why those pictures were put in here but I couldn't fight her insistance to hang them on the "boring" walls. It was fine plain to me. Finally the steam started rising and clouding up the bathroom. With that sign I gladly slip under the water and sigh in content as the water slides down my knotted muscles. Suddenly the airs getting thick with tension and my body is getting hot. I know I'm taking a shower in the hot ass water, no duh, I'm gonna be hot. I'm not talking about the hot where you say ouch, I'm talking hot and bothered. i shake my head to try to regain my composure as I get uncomfortable,  because it feels like someone watching me, and last I checked Ty went back to sleep.

"Tyler?"

No answer.

'Hmmm, just like I suspected she went to bed, but there's no one else in the apartment.' turning the water down in another effort to just cool myself down and relieve some tension I yelp a little at the sudden impact of freezing water.

Even with that my body only seemed to tighten up and warmth started spreading between my thighs, I'm sure my face is bright red, and breathing evenly is out of the question. Every other breath is coming out a strangled moan.

The water turning into what feels like hands running down my body. The fingers went through my hair slowly and gently. The hands slide down my arms, across my collar bone, down my front cupping my breasts, continuing down my stomach and stopping at my thighs. The once cold water is now giving off steam again. A Sharp electric shock seems to course through me as the water rubbed lightly against the knot of nerves between my legs. With that I fall to my knees. Water still running over my body now is only making me weak. My mind is nothing but blurr, as the continuous rubbing from the waters only making it that much harder to think straight. The feeling of a body behind me only makes it easier to lean back and rest against it. The burning eases a bit as the cold contact of my body submits to theirs. My eyes closing instantly as it slowly builds my pleasure.

"KC."

'That voice, I know it.'

"Kaycera.."

The musical voice only making it impossible to think at all.

"Moan for me KC. let me hear your voice."

With out permission my body launched forward as he hit my bud directly with the tip of his finger. Letting out a gasp, my voice escaped my mouth as a low moan.

"Again."

Panting, a hot mess now. I started bucking against the finger as the pressure starts getting so intense, I feel like I'm going to explode. Another, intense and loud moan found its way out of my mouth, as my breathing quickens, out of control. My heart beating so quickly, I think I might be having a heart attack. I can't help but moan and pant louder as the finger slides down and inside me.

"Your so sexy." The voice says.

My face like fire now, because of the words he whispers to me. His deep voice, continuously echoes in my mind. When I feel like I can't take anymore.

"'Im gonna, I, I'm Cumming!" The voice in my ear now gets close enough to practically be kissing it.

"Cum for me." Sliding in a second finger I finally loose myself in the most intense orgasm.

Calming down I finally feel the cold water again. Shaking my head I clear my thoughts and open my eyes. The body I thought was behind me is actually the tile wall, the hands on me are mine and again the water is fucking freezing!

"Great, now I'm falling asleep in the shower too." Standing I quickly clean myself up, with the warm water on, and get out.