(A/N1: I've been forced to update, entirely non-consensual ;-;)
(A/N2: Also... a 18+ Chapter: SEXUAL ACTS AHEAD, you know what to do...)
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CAERA DENOIR POV:
"Do you like the food?", Lenora asked Grey as she looked at him with eyes full of expectance. But, Grey didn't answer her, as he was playing with his fork, while his eyes looked...unfocused.
"Grey?!", I whispered next to his ears, while giving him a little nudge on his arm. "H-Huh, sor—", he jerked a little, before turning his gaze on me and looked in confusion. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" I asked him in a low tone as my eyes studied his face closely.
Looking back at me, he silently nodded, his feline golden eyes slowly returning to focus.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted", he said while looking at all four of us sitting on our dining room at the Denoir's Estate. My parents had invited Grey and I for a meal, albeit for what reason? I can't seem to remember exactly.
It must be because Corbett, my adoptive father, and Grey—they both have gotten quite closer in the past few months. I couldn't hear the end of it when Corbett calls me often, to praise Grey and his wits. And how 'he's so good at Sovereign's quarrel.'
As happy as I was about seeing Grey getting along with my adoptive parents, I was also envious of them. There was only one thought inside my mind.
Grey is mine. I'm not sharing him with anyone!
It sounded crazy and selfish even inside my head...but, I relaxed when I felt like—'that', only regarding 'Sovereign's quarrel'; not—the other things...
After all, I was the one who taught him how to play the game. So I was obviously jealous to see him playing it with the others.
Would I start feeling jealous if I start doing—other things, with him?, I wondered, making my face gain heat.
Suddenly a sound of snorting from the other side of the table caught my attention. I looked at the man, a Vritra blooded, sitting next to my adoptive brother Lauden. He was the latest suitor my blood has roped in for me. Yet I never cared enough to learn his name.
Though my parents were insistent on me spending more time with the man, than Grey, I rebuked them saying that, "it's my life and I'll be with whomever I want to be with." I also threatened that I'll kill myself by going to the Relictombs again, if they ever marry me to a suitor without my full consent.
My adoptive parents looked at me in horror at first. But soon they realised the kind of situation they were in, and stopped.
"I didn't know Grey here lacks the basics of table manners. I wonder why he was invited here"—the Vritra blooded man paused as he looked at me—"and why is lady Caera sitting with him."
I peered back at the man, my hand tightly clutching the fork as they bent out of shape. "It's PROFESSOR—Grey! And an ascender" I said out loud for the man to hear. He simply snorted back and swatted away my words with his hands. Jealous motherfucker!
My heart started beating fast as mana coerced through my veins; the raging soul fire ready to be unleashed. I wanted to burn the man to crisp; leave nothing but traces of dust.
But I suddenly stopped, as I felt a hand on my thighs slightly squeezing it. The familiar touch sucking out all the 'wrath and tension' from my body, as I instantly relaxed.
Turning to my side I saw Grey. He simply shook his head at me, asking me to stay quiet. I immediately nodded back to him, almost instinctively. 'Okay, daddy—', I stopped myself from finishing that thought as my face blushed.
What in the name of Vritra is happening to me!? Why am I behaving so...unladylike?...and why does it feel—so good!? I shook my head to clear up the sudden questions and calm my rapidly beating heart... to focus back on my food...and Grey.
As the lunch ended, Grey stood up and looked at me. "Should we leave? It's getting late already." I narrowed my eyes. "Grey, stop being so stiff. Let's just relax for a day. Where are the kids going to go? Let them have a day off from your torturous training." I said cheerfully, hoping he wouldn't drag us back to the academy this soon.
Grey looked thoughtful for a while before he opened his mouth to speak. But just as he was about to do that, the Vritra blooded man approached us. Grey and I turned our heads in sync to look at the man. He stopped right in front of us, and turned towards Grey and spoke in an angry voice. "You—professor or whatever, I challenge you to a duel!"—he paused as a silent gasp escaped my mouth. Turning his eyes on me, he continued—"If you win, you can have her. But if I win, you should stop seeing her. And she will be mine." He said as he pointed at me.
I felt my heart starting to beat faster at the man's words. My eyes instinctively shifted towards Grey—curious as to see what—how—he would react.
Not surprisingly, Grey's face was as calm as ever. He didn't even seem to flinch at the man's words. But—his eyes said otherwise.
I could see the power—aether, inside him start to coalesce as his eyes subtly burned in amethyst hue...slowly mixing with the golden tint. Although he didn't let out his intent, he looked like he will explode at any time.
Just as I was about to stop him from killing all of us accidentally, the pressure and the glow in his eyes vanished. His chest rose and fell in one slow movement as he took in a deep breath. He parted his straight lips and spoke in a calm tone. "That sounds very unfair, seeing that I don't get anything in return."—he paused and turned his eyes on me—"but, I'll do it. Can't let a douchebag like you hang around my lady."
"M-My lady?!" I muttered the words he had just spoke. It took me a few seconds for those words to completely sink in, as my face burned in red and my insides tingled.
Those words uttered by him sparkled up several—thrilling—thoughts inside me as I felt it moving throughout my body, arousing my every nerves and cells.
If it was possible for my body to blush, I'd be looking like a tomato right now. I thought in a sudden euphoria. A ripe and plumpy one at that. I added inwardly as a faint, proud smile crept up my face.
Snapping my head to break out of my delusions, I saw that the two men had already moved along, to the open yard. And they were standing opposite to each other, some few meters away; the Vritra blooded man stood in a duelling stance, while Grey had his arms free on his sides.
I quickly walked forward, finding a spot to watch the duel. The Vritra blooded man spoke up first. "No weapons. I don't want to kill you accidentally inside the Denoir's Estate." He paused and laughed at his own words, before continuing. "Use of mana, to only reinforce yourself. The duel will end when one of us goes down or if one gives up."
Without waiting for Grey's response, the man started running. The mana around him coalesced into a thick layer which had tints of black, showing his Vritra ancestry. He must have runes for wind magic...atleast an emblem. I thought inwardly.
Although I wasn't worried about Grey, I watched him in anticipation to see what he is going to do. I felt like a fan-girl watching her idol perform on stage, as my eyes sparkled and I bit my lips.
The Vritra blooded man was screaming out curses as he closed in on Grey, but the professor was standing there, unmoving as a statue.
It didn't surprise me to see him that way.
As soon the man approached Grey, I was expecting him to teleport away, or simply move with his inhumanly reflexes.
But.
Grey just stood there, taking the brunt of the attack head-on. The Vritra blooded man's fists hit square across his jaw, as he spat out more words. "You cocky bastard, who do you think you are? I'm a Vritra blood, you think you'll be able to live after my attac—" he froze mid-sentence...as he saw Grey, who hadn't even flinched as the attack landed on his face.
I gasped as I saw Grey, wiping off streaks of blood from his cheeks. I started to move, but froze instantly when I saw his face was unperturbed; his skin unblemished as usual.
A pitiful scream snapped me out of my shock as I turned to the Vritra blooded man—whose hand was...now broken, and limp. His fist mashed into a bloody pulp... And that's when I realised where the blood came from.
A soft chuckle escaped my mouth, taking away all the burden that was building-up inside me. Despite knowing Grey's unnatural strength, seeing him in action...it always gets me excited.
I watched him intently and licked my lips, as he suddenly grabbed the man by his neck and lifted him off the ground. Despite the size difference between the two, Grey held him up like he was holding a—pillow.
A pillow? Wait, why am I thinking of a pillow now?
I was shaken out of my thoughts when a large flying object arched up in the air...and came crashing down several meters away from where Grey was standing.
He looked down at the trash, and spoke in his husky voice. "Is the duel over? Or should we cont—"
"NO! VRITRA NO! I'M S-SORRY I WAS BEING ARROGANT AND DIDN'T KNOW YOUR STRENGTH. I-I WON'T DO IT AGAIN. PLEASE LET ME LIVE." The Vritra blooded man pleaded as he laid on the ground.
A wide smile appeared on my face as I looked down at him. His cocky demeanour nowhere to be seen. The mouth that shit-talked about my Grey...now bleeding out his worthless blood. Okay, you need to calm down Caera! I said to myself as I approached Grey.
But, with every step I took towards the man, my body started to heat up as several thoughts, woven with desires, rose up inside my mind.
Standing in front of Grey, I saw that his face hadn't even broken a sweat.
He then looked down at me, as our eyes met.
Watching him intently, I slowly lifted my hand, and reached his cheeks. He quickly jerked back as he followed my hands. Without waiting, I used my thumb to wipe off the last remaining blood that painted his handsome face. "We need to clean you up, Grey." I said softly.
His eyes widened as his face faltered for the first time today. "W-What do you mean, we?" He stuttered.
I softly chuckled. It was always thrilling to see the man—so powerful and strong—whimper like a little child, in front of me. He looks so cute when he does that. I thought.
"You heard me. You're soaked in blood. Look at your clothes, it's fully spoiled in that man's filth. Do you really want to stay like this?" I asked as I looked at him innocently.
He looked back at me with a thoughtful gaze, before he spoke up. "You-You're right. I'll go wash u—"
Before he could finish his words, I caught his leaving wrists and pulled him back.
I took a few steps forward, as I closed in on our distance. Without letting his wrist go, I pulled him down to my eye level. "Can't you teleport us to my room?"—I asked in a soft, alluring tone, that I could muster up. Leaning closer to his side, I whispered the rest to his ear.—"I'll show you the bathroom. You can use mine."
His body stiffened. "Umm okay", he responded meekly after a few seconds. As soon as he did, I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly with a smile on my face.
I was happy at my own bold actions. It's time I did something like this! I thought resolutely. "Ca-Caer-a, what are you—" he panicked a little, but didn't push me away.
"Shhh. Take me to my bedroom. You know where it is, don't you?" I cut him off with a soft tone as I laid my face against his tight chest and closed my eyes.
"Ye-Yeah" he said.
"Good boy." I replied back as his body jerked a little.
After a few seconds of peaceful silence, I felt my surroundings change.
We were in my bedroom.
"Um—you can let go now", he said in a low tone. But I stayed there listening to his rapidly beating heart.
It didn't take me much to figure out that the man was nervous as ever. His body unconsciously emitting aether as his skin exuded warmth.
I felt an urge to cling onto his warm—chiseled body—as it shielded me against the biting coldness of the outside.
"Caera???" He questioned, yet still unmoving as a statue.
"Just give me a minute, will you?" I replied, as I dug my face deeper into his chest, and, let his musky scent to enter into my nose; an incomparable urge rose up inside me, as it asked me to memorise it permanently inside my body. I want to taste him so badly I thought inwardly as I finally broke our contact.
Taking a step back, I lifted my head to look at his face. He was sweating and he looked a little angry at me.
"Where's the bathroom?", he asked in a low tone, as his eyes lowered from my face to my body.
My eyes grew wider at his surprisingly bold action, as a smirk formed on my lips. "What are you looking at, Grey? Find anything you'd like to taste?"
I chuckled as he lifted his eyes up to meet mine.
"N-No! I was looking—your shirt—it's..." he spat out few incoherent words before trailing off, while I lowered my head to see my shirt...which had several blood marks.
"Ah I got it from your shirt!" I exclaimed. Shrugging I said, "Okay! Follow me." He did as he is told, as we reached my bathroom.
Stopping my footsteps, I hurriedly turned back at him. He was only at an arm's length, as he jerked off to stop when he noticed me turn towards him.
I lifted my head up to meet his eyes as I spoke in a plain tone. "Let's bath."
"Oka—", he froze as he realised what I had just said. His eyes grew wider and he took a step back. "W-What? Do you mean? I th—"
"Look at me. My clothes. It's spoiled. And I feel uncomfortable in it. So I want to take a bath." I replied in a plain tone, again."
He panicked. "B-But can't you take it afterwards!? Or alone! Without me."
"No." I shook my head.
"Why not?" He pleaded.
"Because...you were the one who made me dirty." I said with a straight face.
"You hugged me, it's your faul—" he spoke out.
I responded immediately. "No, l'm not talking about the blood." Then, my head lowered to scan my own body as I continued. "I'm dirty in other parts, after seeing you fight for me and—win me."
He looked at me confusingly, but soon froze when I moved my hand to clear up his confusion. Pointing my finger between my legs I said with a low tone, "Here. I'm dirty here."
"H-Hey wh-what the hell—are you talking abo—" his eyes grew wide as he blushed red.
"Are you expecting me to stay...wet? ...It's already cold."
"Caera! Stop joking!"
I chuckled softly. "What? I'm not joking, I really am dirty..."
He stared at me with his face and neck turned red.
My heart started to beat faster as I pushed myself to be taken over by my inner desires. "Since you don't seem to believe me...." I started as I looked into his eyes, while approaching him.
My hand grabbed his, and lifted it close to me. He surprisingly didn't resist, while his eyes followed my moves.
Without waiting anymore, I took it close to my navel. "CAERA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He yelled as his—strong, mighty hand—started to tremble, weakly.
Ignoring his plea...I slid his hand, with mine, inside my pants and my panties, to reach my inner lips.
Just as I touched it, he gasped; while the juices gushed out and cling onto my—our—fingers, as a sudden pulsation buzzed through my legs, making them tremble.
I let out a soft moan as my eyes closed in pleasure unlike any other I have ever felt in my whole life.
"Did you...feel it?" I asked him with a shaky voice, as I pulled our hands out. But Grey was holding his other hand in front of his eyes to avoid looking at what I was doing.
Taking a step closer, I stopped just as my soft bosoms touched his chiseled abs. He tried to move back, but to his misfortune, the bathroom door was there blocking his path.
He whimpered, and kept his eyes closed.
Our bodies touched again, as I lifted his sticky right hand up. "Here, if you don't believe me."—I said as I touched his lips with his wet, soaked fingers.—"Can you smell it? How does it taste?" I asked him seductively.
My other hand caressed his severe face; my fingers brushed his flawless skin, as I ran it from his cheeks to the side of his neck.
His lips trembled as they softly brushed against his sticky fingers. My thighs twitched and my sex warmed up, as my wetness clung onto his manly lips.
Suddenly I felt something poke me between my legs. So, taking a step back, I lowered my head. A soft laugh escaped my mouth as I saw his pants tightening as a big bulge formed between his legs. "I see that you like the taste." I said in glee.
"Grey..." I spoke again in a soft tone, hoping to gain his full attention. And, he responded this time.
He lowered his hand down as his eyes looked around before focusing on me. My scarlet eyes met his golden ones. His eyes were no more sharp and cold; And I could see the changes in his face, his inner desires almost at its surface.
Smiling inwardly, I lifted his right hand up and...wrapped my lips around his—fingers—that were coated with my own juice. My tongue swirled around his length and licked it off, while his eyes focused on my lips. His face got redder and chest heaved; while his lips parted.
I could see his tongue trying to reach out to taste the juice I had left back on his lips, but he was more resilient than I had thought.
Pulling out his fingers off my mouth, after the lick, I gave him a lustful smile. "I have always wanted to do this." I said seductively.....and paused for a few seconds, before finishing the rest.
"I'm sorry, Grey. I'll let you take a bath alone. See you later."
Without missing a beat, I turned around and started walking.
My ears were perked up to hear his movements, if any. To stop me. Or call out to me. Just about anything to make me change my decision. But, the professor didn't do, or even move from his position, I assumed, as no sound came in.
Sighing, I was about to cross out of my bedroom door...when a figure appeared right in front of me. I bumped into the person as my face hit against their chest. Just as I was about to lift my head to see who it was, the all-familiar—musky scent entered my nostrils, making my eyes widen.
It only took me a second for my body to restart as I turned hot and my throat dry. My legs pulsated with much vigour, that I was afraid that my pants would be shredded into nothingness.
I moved away, and took a step back to lift up my head to meet the person's eyes.
"Grey!?"
Before I could talk any further, his face closed in on mine.
Then, he kissed me.
A—soft moan—escaped my mouth as soon as our lips touched. His wetness entered mine as I tried to suck on them, to quench my lustful thirst.
It felt so good, and, so right.
My heart pumped fast, rising my desire; my desire to have him; to have Grey, all to myself.
Oh my grey! My mind exclaimed.
Seconds passed without an end as our moans fuelled our burning, passionate, first kiss.
I quickly pushed him away, as his eyes widened. "Wh-What's wrong?" He asked disappointedly.
With a chuckle I spoke out "Nothing's wrong." I lowered my eye to his pants. "I'm going to blow your brains out. Take me to my bathroom. Now." I ordered him, and he obeyed.
Reappearing inside the room, I quickly got onto my knees as I pulled on his pants. Using a bit of mana I tore down his clothes, as a hard projectile rose up to hit my face, as I was too close to, between his legs.
A soft gasp escaped my mouth as I realised what it was. It's smell already making my mouth water.
He was dripping down like a broken tap and throbbed in rhythm, like he had a second heart inside there.
My mouth opened instinctively, as I looked up at his face. "This is for wining the duel." I said with a seductive smile as his face turned red. Without waiting for any answers, I clutched his thighs and plunged forward, as I wrapped his thick cock, tightly inside my mouth.
Finally! Grey's inside me! I thought, as I focused on his taste.
A soft grunt escaped his throat as he throbbed inside my mouth.
I bobbed my head back and forth as I milked him out. My tongue tied his throbbing cock in place as he let out his salty cream, in intervals, for me to taste.
"C-Caera..." he tried to push my head down with his strong hands, as his thick cock touched down my throat.
I groaned as his tip hit my limit and my jaw hurt. Squeezing my eyes tight, my fingers massaged his pair, easing his tension.
His legs trembled, as his fingers tightly gripped on to my soft hair. He pushed my head back as I slid off his wet cock.
Licking my lips, I went in for a choke. My eyes widened as I groaned into his thick meat. He threw his head back, and squeezed his eyes tight, as I shook my head with him wrapped inside.
His breathing hard and loud as let out a moan.
Thrusting my head back, I gasped for air. My mouth open wide as his juice mixed with my saliva, dripped down my lips.
His legs stopped trembling and soon relaxed, as I caressed his thighs. He grunted loud, gaining my attention.
My eyes met his, as he—hesitated...about something...
Curiosity rose, as I asked him myself. "What is it, babe?"
He looked at me hesitantly, while I smiled at him encouragingly. "Whatever it is, we can do it. Just tell me." I added, hoping he would open up to me about his desires.
My words and the sincere smile seemed to do its job, as he his hesitation slowly faded away, before he spoke. "I want to—hold your—horns..."
My eyes widened in surprise, as I stared fixedly at him for a few seconds. My face burned as my heart thrummed.
I felt shy all of a sudden.
"If you don't wan—"
Before he could finish his words, my hands reached inside my shirt as the pendant came out. I was confused that somehow the pendant Grey had given me wasn't there.
Not in the state to think more on it, I whispered into the pendant as my onyx horns came into view.
I looked at his face and studied his reaction, internally feeling very happy about his desire. After all, I was self-conscious about my horns, and to see my man asking for it...I felt my pussy throb inside my pants.
His hands slowly reached my horns as he curved his finger around them. I could see the desire burning in his face; the one I've never seen inside him.
It even made me question if all of this is real? But, I wasn't ready to accept if it wasn't.
Throwing away those senseless thoughts, I looked into Grey's eyes. "Move it, babe." I encouraged his hesitant hands.
He looked back at me, nervously...
Sighing at how cute he is, I moved my face close back to his pointing cock. With our eyes still locked, I kissed his wet tip with my lips. Parting my mouth, I let my tongue flick his slit; knowing he'd be sensitive, I ran it around his head in a full circle.
He let out a shaky moan and pushed himself back. But before he could do that, I held his thighs in his place. I repeated the motion, as I wrapped my lips around his hot, swollen head.
A loud grunt escaped his throat as his body trembled in pleasure.
But suddenly my face was pushed away, as I felt him moving his hands, which was grabbing me by my horns. My eyes widened as I looked up at him. He did the same as he looked at me, in horror. "I-I'm sorry Caer—"
I chuckled. "Don't be. I want you to do that while you're inside me." I said softly, hoping he won't be too concerned about me. "But...doesn't it hurt?" He asked hesitantly.
"No." I shook my head. "It does not. At least not much. It-It actually turns me on well... so, you can do it."
"Um okay." He said as he waited for me to take him in.
Pulling my hair back to the other side of the shoulder, my eyes locked on to his, again, as I took him inside me.
I already felt addicted to his taste and thickness. It's warmth melting away my fears, that Grey wouldn't like it. If he didn't, then he wouldn't be throbbing like this, inside me. I thought as his moan filled my ears.
He moved me back and forth with my horns; every time I thought about—it, I sucked him hard. My pussy throbbed as well, begging for him to give some attention. So, I gave what it wanted.
Taking one last dip, I held him inside my mouth for a few minutes as my hands massaged his pairs. Soon, they went up, denoting that he was about to release his load.
His hands pushed me down on him as he let out a shrill moan.
My heart beat fast as I squeezed my eyes tight and focused. Soon, a series of hot cream hit my throat as they started to fill my mouth.
A muffled moan escaped my throat as I felt his taste. Just having his load inside my mouth made me wet in haste.
Pushing back, I looked up at him with much love.
Opening my mouth wide, I showed him his creation. His face turned beet red as he stared into me, a hint of pride at his work.
Closing back my mouth, I gulped it all down my throat, as it touched down my stomach.
I then showed him my now empty mouth, as a cheeky grin appeared on my face, while looking at his shocked one.
Moving in one last time, I licked his wet cock, still dripping down the leftover load.
Without letting a single drop go to waste, I sucked him dry.
He groaned; his legs shook.
His grip on my horns loosened as I pushed myself away. Licking my lips in satisfaction, I looked up at him. "Did you like it?" I asked with anticipation.
I didn't even have to wait for his answer as his face looked at me with lust; something I've never seen in him. He then chuckled and grabbed my horns, surprising me—before pulling me up for a kiss.
My body melted into his warm touch, as he enveloped me inside his embrace. "You're the best." He whispered in my ears after our short kiss.
I grinned as my own embrace around him tightened. "No, you were the best, my love. You tasted so good." I said, wanting to share my joy with him.
His grip tightened around me, as I felt his hands moving down my body slowly as he approached my ass, before grabbing them. "I want to do it." He said softly.
I moaned as my cheeks clenched to his squeeze. "Fuck me then. Show me how much you liked it." I whispered back into his ears.
"With pleasure, my lady." He loosened his embrace, as I moved back. Without waiting for my word, he moved his hands down to my pants. His hands glowed in purple as my pants got caught on—fire. "G-GREY! WHAT—"
"Shh. Don't worry, hon. It won't hurt your skin." He said with a calm, yet caring smile.
But how? I'm sure you said your flames are more powerful than my soul fire? I questioned inwardly.
Yet, looking at his eyes, his face...I realised something.
I realised that I trusted Grey.
It was an exhilarating feeling in itself, as I wanted to fuck this man—my man—and to have him all to myself.
Without moving, I stood in place, and before I even knew it...I was bare and naked, yet without any traces of the flames ever being there.
His eyes grew wider at the sight, as his face turned bright red. He looked at me with intense lust, and a shy smile appeared on his face.
At that moment, he has never been so attractive to my eyes.
I really love him. I realised.
Moving back, I reached near the wash basin and looked at him. "Fuck me, please, Grey." I said softly with a smile as I turned my back to him.
My inner lips dripped down uncontrollably, as it cried for his flesh.
Grabbing the ends of the cold porcelain, I lowered my fronts and widened my legs. Arching my back, up in a curve, I winked at him.
With a shake of my waist, I called out to him.
My cheeks shook as they clapped against each other, making sounds of cheering for him to enter.
My eyes widened, as he soon connected.
A guttural scream escaped my throat as he plunged deep into my insides. My heart stopped for a good second, and breath escaped my lungs.
"YESSSS...GREEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!" I yelled in pleasure.
"FUUU-CKK MEEEE HAARRRDER....GREEEEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!"
I screamed and moaned, uncaring of the people outside of my room.
And then, he called out to me. I felt my body tingle with pleasure, at his scream.
"CAAEERRAAAAAHHH!!!!!"
"GREEEEYYYYYYYYY!!!!!"
"CAAAEERRRAAAAAA!!!!!"
"GREEEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"
"CAERA!!!"
"Caera...!"
"Ca...er...a...."
Suddenly, his voice started to muffle out, as I felt my head spin. Panic overtook me as I tried to jerk my head back to look at Grey; to see if he's okay.
But—he wasn't behind me! Yet his deep, muffled voice echoed around.
Then I felt my vision go dark, before a slight shake on my arms jerked me by surprise. I—realised that my eyes were—closed—till now?
My confusion reached its peak, as I opened them to see a blur...of a moving figure. But it all only lasted for a few seconds before my eyes regained its focus.
I shot up from—the bed—that I seemed to be...on.
Where am I? Th-This isn't my b-bathroom!
"Caera....are you...", the familiar voice said, with full clarity this time. I snapped my confused face back to him...in horror.
He-He's all—dressed! I exclaimed in my head with a daze. Looking down, I'm dressed too!?
What the hell?!
"Caera, are you alright? You were moaning in your sleep." he—Grey, asked as he stood in front of me. But all I could think of was what had just happened. My face turned deep red as the final realisation hit me like a hammer.
It-It was a...dream! My heart dropped.