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W-OC, a vampire.
โ ... Xahryx,โ @devoteion.
Surely nobody witnessed the part where he hesitated for what felt like minutes.
Amidst my sleep, my eyes fluttered open and I found @devoteion laying down next to me on my bed. It seems that he came again to visit me in my dreams tonight.
I reach out to gently touch his hair. โ๐๐ช๐ค,โ I called out, feeling a smile grows along with my flushed cheeks.
โNghโ,โ whatโs this?
๐๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ โฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ด๐ถ๐ข๐ญ?
Eager to please @devoteion still, I continue to use my mouth, using my hands where I canโt reach. Is it even possible for somebody to climax when heโs asleep?
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[ *Wouldโve fluttered open. ]
Replying to @devoteion
I withdraw from the kiss that fell more like a peck since the receiver is asleep with a slight frown as I tilt my head aside.
Itโs strange, Nic isnโt waking up. Usually, those eyelids would already flutter opened, revealing the brightest blues of all. Hmm, that matters not.
A smile grows upon my feature. I must not look like my usual self right now. Maybe my smile looks a bit kittenish and mischievous, with a childish glint in my eyes.
After all, over here, I can do whatever Iโd like to, can I not? My hands reaches down and gently grabs his crotch.
But โ would this count as an assault ... ? Would Nic forgive me for this, I wonder?
I lean my head on his shoulder as I longingly watch his sleeping face, whispering to him, โYouโre not waking up, @devoteion? Iโm going to do as I please, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ?โ
but usually things I hoped to experience but regretfully didnโt, like him bidding his farewell to me before actually leaving for London.
In most however, he would touch me โฆ Heavens forbid, in all the ways I had always hoped for him to. Each dream felt so real and Iโd often






