Figment of Dreams

By the time we had rolled up to his hotel I was fast asleep. I felt him carry me upwards to his penthouse suite. I was only half conscious for all of it.

‘I need something to sleep in.’ I yawned. He had put me down on his bed and was removing my shoes. ‘Let’s get you out of those clothes first.’ He said without emotion. I knew he wasn’t trying to be pervy right now and he has seen all of me anyway. Like all of me.

I helped him get off my skinny jeans, which wasn’t easy. I chuckled at his struggle.

As I was removing my top I felt his amusement reach me. ‘What?’ I said.

‘My favorite panties.’ He chuckled and I glanced down and saw I was wearing the bunny panties, but these were the thong ones that came in the same pack as the low risers. ‘They are not the same.’

‘They look the same to me.’ He singsonged.

We had sex that weekend after he had ambushed me in my room and had seen my bunny pants.

He has never stopped teasing me about them and somehow I knew he was finding them super sexy for some weird reason. Considering he had seen me in some very hot red lingerie as well, but that didn’t even give me the same reaction these bunnies did.

‘They are not the same.’ I stood up, turned around, and showed him the back. It even had a little fluffy rabbit tail at the top of the thong. Sat back down and took out my hand. He had the black shirt in his grip but was now rooted to the spot, clutching it for dear life.

‘Shirt?’ I asked again. What was his problem anyway? I hiccupped.

He shook his head like a dog, clearing it. Bit his lip and gave me the shirt.

‘Well, fuck.’ He muttered, stood up, and had to adjust his pants. I hiccupped again and tried to wiggle my way into his black shirt. Through an extensive yawn, I asked him for a toothbrush and he showed me the bathroom. Making me realize, after all those nights we’ve spent together, I had never actually stayed over.

‘Where is your toothpaste?’ I asked. He pointed at the top of the mirror. ‘Top shelf.’ He was casually leaning against a counter next to me, clearly checking me out again. Which was funny considering he had already seen everything multiple times.

I had to reach for it, so I stood on my tippy toes, hiccupped again, and went for it.

My shirt rode up, since it wasn’t a very loose-fitting one of his.

He cursed a couple of times. ‘Of every night…’ he mumbled.

‘What?’

‘Nothing, I’m leaving you to it.’ He waved me off, getting ready to walk out.

I stumbled as I put my feet back on the ground but he was there again to steady me.

’Or does your cute little bunny ass need help with brushing?’ I did not mistake both of his hands lingering a little bit longer on my body for anything else. He was restraining himself. Hard.

I hiccupped. ‘G-got it.’ I put the toothbrush in my mouth. ‘Th-hanks.’

He gave me his biggest crooked smirk, a small pat on my ass and shook his head again while backing out of the bathroom.

I walked back out. Really tired now. I glanced at his huge bed, one I have been familiar with that one time he had locked me in here and I had fell asleep on his bed. It felt like sleeping on a bunch of clouds. Very expensive clouds. He was fluffing up some pillows on the couch and was dragging a blanket over there.

’Well, very thoughtful of you Lucifer. But there is no need for you to act all goody two shoes right now.’ I sighed. I stepped in on the left side of the bed and shrugged as he was not getting it.

‘The bed can sleep twenty people. Just get in.’ I snorted. ‘I just want nothing to do with nighttime surprise dicks in my ass, okay?’ I flopped down and dragged the blanket over me. Because why be such a fucking prude now, when all we had done was fuck in closets, helicars, and bathrooms and now he can’t sleep next to me in his own huge bed?

I heard him curse again but he was still walking my way and if felt the bed dip a little when he got in.

‘You need.. anything else? Water?’ he was suddenly awkward. That never happens with Dominic Rios. I giggled into my pillow but it made me hiccup again. I turned around and saw him guffawing at my amused expression. ‘You already gave me that magic potion.’ Because my drunkenness was fading by the minute and I could already tell I wasn’t going to be as hungover as I would have been without it.

‘Magic potion huh.’ He smirked. He looked so young right now, just casually sitting in his bed.

‘Night Dosch.’ I peaced him out and fell back down into a very deep sleep.