Jules' pov
Blaze's curiosity was clearly piqued because he turned around till he was facing me fully this time. I kept my eyes solely on his face, refusing me let my eyes pan lower because I knew he was still hard.
"A dream? What was it about?" He inquired and I hesitated for a moment before responding, letting the dream materialize in my mind.
"It- it felt so real, so fucking real. I was alone, the entire place looked like something out of a fairytale. The background changed a bunch of times, but what actually happened in the dream that I found jarring, was that I was able to use my magic in it." I admitted quietly, watching as Blaze digested all that I was saying.
"Did anything else happen?" He asked and I shook my head.
