Are you sore?

Alistair gazed at Teddy as he slept. For the past five hundred years, a lot of people had tried to seduce him but none of them had succeeded. Yet, a little kiss from Teddy had broken down all his defenses. He was surprised why he wasn't able to think straight when he was around Teddy.

Could it be because his name was Theodore? But he had met several Theodores in the past five hundred years and none of them had been able to attract him.

Teddy stirred in his sleep, soon he was wriggling in discomfort on the bed. He started to groan like he was in pain.

"Teddy! Wake up" Alistair tried to wake him up gently but it was of no use.

"No, no, no" Teddy said in his sleep.

"Come on, wake up Theodore" Alistair told him.

Teddy suddenly jerked awake.

"Are you okay?" Alistair asked him.

"I had a bad dream. It's nothing to worry about, I always have this dreams"

"Do you want to talk about it?"