After a long day of decorating his house for his upcoming family gathering, Rayafel had decided to lend you his bed so you could get some rest.

In your half-asleep state, you feel Rafayel's fingers gently gliding through your hair as he whispered softly in your ears.

"I'm going to convince you to wear that dress...you have to wear it..."

The way he spoke laced with desire, as his warm breath gently caressed the side of your neck.