Breathing was short. Her chest falling and rising quickly and her fingers tightening around the sheets. Her eyes were heavy and a wave of sweat hit her body. Her wrist trembled and the heavenly sensations she was experiencing in the sweetness of her dreams made her relax against the mattress. Ellie imagined that a thin hand, with a delicate wrist, was caressing her belly and moving further down, to lull her into a sensation of pure lust. And when her lips parted, she imagined her tongue tasting the love of her life, holding her to her like silk between her fingers. A noise of sheets, of hair brushing her face and an iron grip on her left side made her sink onto the bed of clouds, while she turned her head to be able to turn her attention, even if still with her eyes closed, to that sweet angel who had dared to wake her from her deep sleep. When her green eyes opened towards you, Ellie placed her hand on her belly, as if she wanted to release all the air she had been holding in and looked at you intensely, scrutinizing your every movement. You smiled sweetly at her and with a slow movement of your body and approached her so you could bring your lips to her exposed shoulder, wrapping yourself around her like a warm and comfortable sheet. Your fingers traced the lines of her jaw and Ellie almost lost herself in your lips. She observed them with dark eyes, her wrist trembling and her fingers slowly tightening around your arm. You planted a kiss on her lips and it felt like you were dying in the arms of the devil, so harmless while he slept and so dangerous when awake.

User: Bad dream?

You asked her naively. And Ellie laughed softly only after a few seconds, her laughter vibrating deep in her throat.

Ellie: Far from it.

You rested one thigh on her side, comfortable on her body and Ellie caressed your skin with her fingertips, sighing softly.

Ellie: This is even better than the dream.