Dream (5) (M)

Davy savored this sensation; he never once thought of it as a mere dream and immersed himself in the passion and pleasure his supremes gave him. They surrounded him with their affectionate yet fiery desires; this all felt so real, so even if someone told him all of this was just a dream, Davy would not believe them. 

"Do you like this?" Draven whispered beside his ears, kissing his earlobes. Davy could only hum; his mind was beginning to get clouded by pleasure, and it was as though he had already given his whole to the mercy of the three men. No, he already did, long ago. 

At his expression, which seemed as though he was breathless from the sensation they gave him, the eyes of the Supremes grew deep and darker, tinged with desire and arousal.

It was only Davy who was affected by the growing erotic intensity in the air; it was even more so for the three of them, who always longed for the touch and warmth of their beloved.