Couldn't Sleep

So the Muses held my pillows hostage until I finished their bidding. Why do they think that just because they can inspire people that they can keep me from my sleep?? It's not like I get very much good sleep anyway. Why can't my muses be nice like Serendipity. At least she looked good in pigtails and BCGs!


It was not what she saw that caught her off guard, but what happened when she went to sleep that did…

As she drifted off to sleep her body began to feel weightless. Without warning she felt as if she were floating up. Then with sightless eyes started flying across the night sky to her unknown destination. As she descended to the earth once more, she regained her sight. Only to find herself in the dark with vision dim. But even with the lack of light she could not mistake who was standing there in front of her. Even at the impossibility she knew she was standing in front of him. It had to be so.. She could feel him, she could see him.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost, like he couldn't believe his own eyes. He began to approach her as if an invisible hand was guiding him, like a parched man driven to the beautiful cool water of a desert oasis.

As he silently reached for her, she quickly closed the distance between them and held him tight to her, burying her head in his chest filling her senses with the way he smelled. Every sane thought left her head as she felt his heart beat, and felt the heat radiating from his body. She had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity to see him again. No more thoughts of how or where or why she was there. But only that he was there with her.

They stood there silently holding each other, wishing against wish that the other would not suddenly disappear.

As he held her to him he forgot the danger of their surroundings. All he could do was drink in the feel and sweet scent of her. Soon he began to feel dampness where her face was pressed against him. He pulled back from her to look into her face to discover that she was crying. The fact that she was crying gripped his heart like a vice. So he did the only thing he could think of..

At seeing the tears she shed he lowered his lips to her eyes to gently kiss them away. Following the stream of tears with his kisses he arrived at her soft lips. Very lightly laying a lingering kiss on her lips begging, entreating her to open up to him. When she finally did it was as if a storm of emotion and passion were let loose.

When she awoke, she felt as if she had fallen and bounced on her bed. She remembered only part of her dream. But what was more important was how she felt. She felt relaxed, content, sated…


Comments would be cool.. And yeah, I know its a bunch of fluff. ^_^