No Regrets (R16)

Lianne felt like this lucid dream was getting to be much more realistic than she had thought could ever be possible.

She had had lucid dreams before, and ordinarily, it would be fun to be able to do things you would not normally be able to do in real life.

Like flying.

However, despite the fact that she knew she could fly in a dream, and that she was in a dream, there would be this rational part of her brain that did not allow her to enjoy it fully.

She would be constantly fighting against the feeling of flying, thinking - this is not possible; coupled with - yes, it is because I'm dreaming.

In the end, she would be able to fly but not high enough or far enough.

It was frustrating.

This, however … this was completely different.

When Kai kissed her, she could almost feel those lips really on hers. His soft lips pressing against hers as his sinful tongue snakes in.

She was bolder in her dream as well, for she would return his kisses in equal measure - and she found herself feeling really hot because of it.

Could a dream affect you so?

When his hands reached under her shirt, she didn't stop him. Feeling the palm of his hands upon her naked skin seemed to be just what she wanted as well. To feel his skin under her hands, and to touch him as he was touching her.

Her brain was already telling her this was wrong.

Once she wakes up, and upon seeing Kai in bed with her, she would have some trouble coming back to reality.

There were times that, upon waking up, she had to take quite some time to get up because she hadn't quite gotten out of her dreamlike state. She knew she had been dreaming, and she knew she was now 'in real life' but the lines were somehow blurred.

Doing this in her dream, then seeing him, would mean that she might have trouble 'coming back down to Earth', so to speak. She might even jump on him then, her body acting before her mind kicked in - to remind her that this making out session was just a dream.

Suddenly, Lianne's brain seemed to kick in, thoughts swirling as Kai stopped kissing her lips and was kissing her neck while his hand went up to cup her breast.

Wait.

The touch on her breast was not light.

In fact, it was getting more … pronounced?

He was fondling her breast, and then started pinching her nipple and the sensations were just too real and incredible; sending shivers of pleasure down all the way to her core.

Could one feel so much in a dream?

And to have her body actually respond to a dream?

She had heard how guys could actually have a wet dreams and ejaculate, but could girls have such wet dreams and reach an orgasm?

How could a dream feel so …

Lianne's eyes suddenly snapped open when her brain told her what was really going on. To her horror, she discovered what her brain had been telling her was true.

It was not a dream after all.

"F*ck!! KAI!!" Lianne cursed, pushing him away as she breathed heavily, just as his lips were about to land on her nipple.

Unfortunately, his hand was *still* on her other breast, and he was looking at her in a daze. She grabbed that hand and twisted it, causing him pain and lifting up her knee, she hit him right where the sun don't shine.

Ignoring how hard that part really was.

With a muffled "oof" of pain from him, Lianne then put her foot on his stomach and kicked him off the sofa bed. Seeing him tumble off, Lianne snorted as she pulled her shirt down to cover her naked breast and peeked at the crumpled mess on the floor.

Damn, she had been so agitated that she had actually cursed.

She may look sweet and innocent, but when she's triggered, her mouth could be quite colorful. Ah well, he would have found out sooner or later.

She clapped once, and the living room became lighted and she glared at Kai, who was in a fetal position.

"Urgh, sayang," Kai hissed, holding his family jewels, "Our future kids are at stake here."

Lianne snorted again.

"Serves you right," she said, "I told you that if you crossed the line, I'd kick you out."

Although she was a bit worried about him (despite her anger), she didn't show it on her face.

"But sayang," Kai said, looking at her innocently, his face still scrunched up in pain, "I thought you were giving me permission. You kissed me back."

"I thought I was dreaming!"

Kai raised an eyebrow, couldn't help his grin as he asked, "Oh? You were having a wet dream about me?"

Lianne's face flushed red, and she pointed a finger at him, "You .. you …"

Kai quickly got up from the floor, ignoring the pain as he took that finger and wrapping his hands around hers completely. He looked up at her and gave her his puppy eyes, saying, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help kissing you in your sleep."

He kissed her fingers, "And when you started responding, I thought my kisses woke you up and you were okay with it."

Lianne pulled her hand away - or at least, tried to. He just held on tightly. She couldn't get a hold on him and she couldn't use her feet to kick him away. Doing the latter was just too rude and she couldn't do it.

What he said was reasonable and she couldn't blame him then.

But she was still angry.

Had he done the same thing the night before, but she just didn't wake up then?

Had he been taking liberties all this time?

Tsk.

"Okay, fine. You're forgiven. I guess the misunderstanding is understandable," Lianne said, pulling her hand. Kai smiled and let go of her hand, but then came close to her and kissed her forehead.

After the kiss, Lianne moved her body swiftly, getting out of his grasp and got off the sofa bed.

Kai reached out to grab her hand but she was like a slippery eel, as his hands hit empty air.

"I understand, and I forgive you, but I guess it's too dangerous to sleep on the same bed with you now," Lianne said with a smile as she was a few feet away by then.

"Good night, Kai," Lianne said as she swiftly reached her bedroom door, "It's still early, so you should sleep while you can."

Upon hearing the bedroom door close and the lock click shut, Kai sighed deeply and climbed back on the sofa bed. He looked at his hand that had miraculously managed to hold onto that soft mound.

Just a little bit more, and he was about to also taste them ...

The pain in-between his legs was less now, though not completely gone.

He grimaced, massaging his abdomen, and knew that he deserved it.

He had suspected that she wasn't fully awake despite her kissing him back, but he stubbornly pushed that thought aside. How could he stop when she was just so wonderful in his arms?

He was only human.

In fact, his Angel had been quite merciful to him as the hit wasn't that hard even though it still felt horrible. First, he had been utterly shocked to hear her curse like that, so he was completely frozen and unprepared for the kick. Until his b*lls felt actual pain and anguish.

The lasting ache seemed to spread from the scrotum, to the groin and finally, to his abdomen. It seemed like everything connected.

He knew it wasn't that hard a kick because he didn't feel like vomiting and p*oping at the same time, though it was an uncomfortable feeling like 'it was there' sort of thing.

He sighed again, looking at his hand, remembering the touch.

But damn, he really couldn't hold himself back this time.

Was the pain worth it?

Hell, yeah.

No regrets! Even though he didn't manage to get to the oo-la-la bit.

Would he do it again?

Hell, NO.

Damn, he may have been weak this time but he wasn't stupid to seek his death!

But, he had a lot of making up to do.