"You can't scream in dreams", Arthur gazed at Penelope as the words spilled out his mouth, very seductively. His eyes sultry, he began to walk towards her.
"Stop", Penelope paniced and put her hand up.
Arthur stops, still looking at Penelope, he bites his lip.
"Why are you here?" She continues, forgetting she was in a lucid dream.
"Because you wanted me here" Arthur purred.
Hardy then quickly ran through the dog door to the back garden, he knew what was about to come, so gave Penelope and Arthur some, privacy...
"Hardy you are supposed to guard me" Penelope grumbled.
Momentarily, she heard the Great Spotted Woodpecker was back, this time knocking the apple tree's trunk with it's beak. As his ultimate distraction, Arthur was suddenly in front of Penelope. She turnt back round to find him stood not even a few centimetres from her, it caused her to fall back onto the sofa. She stared up at Arthur, who now stood between her legs.
"Wh... What are.. Arthur?" She stared up into Arthur's bright green eyes.
"You want me here, you felt it earlier, the spark.." Arthur bent down to whisper in her ear.
"Our souls", Arthur suddenly bit Penelope's earlobe gently.
"I don't remember inviting you", she whispers back shakily.
"Oh but you did" still whispering in her ear.
She couldn't move, Penelope's face was now red as a lobster, her eyes closed. Part of Arthur's soul could suddenly be seen in the house, and it quickly closed the curtains with it's slim beak, and disappeared back outside. She saw none of this, her eyes still closed and her body now pushed against the sofa, Arthur was pushing her shoulders as he trailed his mouth all over Penelope's neck, not touching her, but letting her feel his breath on her.
Arthur was smirking as her head moved automaticially where he was trailing his breath. Placing his hand on her chest, he could feel her heart thudding, his eyes fluttered closed. Penelope moved her head to rest on his forehead...
"Arthur" she mumbled.
She could feel his thoughts... Connection. It could never to be severed, it was them or nothing. She completely and utterly agreed.
Arthur gently moved his head back, causing Penelope's to fall forward slightly. She looked into his beautiful eyes, as he fell to his knees.
"Are you ok?" Penelope went to place her hand on his cheek, but he caught her wrist.
"Better then ever" Arthur said in a deep voice, he kissed and licked her wrist cheekily and smirked up at her.
"Are you ready?" He growled slightly.
"What are you doing?" Penelope whimpered, her legs squirming as Arthur places his hands on her thighs and squeezes ever so gently.
Arthur stares at his final destination, he swallows and then looks up at Penelope, who was already out of breath. Still maintaining eye contact, he kissed her thigh and unbuttoned her trousers. She knew what to do, instinctively lifting her bum up so he could roll her trousers down, but she placed her hands on her lap.
"Don't hide yourself my love", Arthur still maintaining eye contact, he gently moved her hands away while kissing her thick thigh.
She liked it when he called her 'my love'.
"I don't... I don't want you to see my legs" Penelope whispers, embarassed, her face flushing again.
Arthur suddenly kneels up till he is level with her face, placing his unusually warm palm on her cheek.
"Why would you say that? You are beautiful".
He gently pulls her face forward, giving her a soft kiss on her lips. 'Wow', Penelope's mind now dizzy, she grabbed his face and kissed him hungrily, not able to stop herself, but he tore his lips away from hers. She scrambled her fingers in his hair wanting more, but he refused.
"No" Arthur growled and bit her lip, sending shivers down her spine.
He went back down to her thighs, and started licking and nibbling them all over, causing Penelope to squirm a little more at his touch, but Arthur's hands were firmly holding her thighs down. He moved his mouth up till he reached her panties, and licked her intimate area with one quick swipe.
"You are wet already" he smirked.
Penelope's mind went still, then her vision turnt black.
All of a sudden, Penelope bolted to a sitting position on her bed. Hardy also did the same.
She looked down at her trousers, she gently put her hand on her intimate region, to find it wet.
"Fuck" she whispered.
Knowing she had an thrilling dream, her heart raced, cursing in her head that it ended. She looked at Hardy who was looking at her with a tilted head, and then threw herself back down on the bed, breathing heavily...
"Was you in the beginning of that dream my boy?" Penelope looked over at Hardy, not expecting a response.
"Woof", Hardy replied with a loud bark.
Penelope was startled, but thought it was just coincidence, so she just rolled over to Hardy and hugged him tightly. Hardy wagged his tail so hard you could hear it smacking against the wall.
"Be careful you'll hurt yourself" Penelope giggled, and pulled her heavy companion over so he was laid next to her.
"Thank god it's the weekend tomorrow" she whispered to Hardy.
They both fell back asleep almost instantly, without dreaming this time...