He had no idea where he was, but Edd felt safe knowing his hand was clasped around Eddy's firm hand.

Eddy was saying something, but Edd couldn't understand him. They were walking closely next to one another with a dark jungle surrounding them.

They were having a good time when something felt unusual.

Edd's feet were stuck in place.

A thick goo covered his feet slowly taking him below the earth.

At first Edd panicked telling Eddy that they needed to get out of here, but Eddy was not following. He was unphased that they were sinking in a pit of quicksand.

Eddy held Edd around his slim waist. The mud clasped around their legs slowly taking them into its grip. The sensation aroused Edd as Eddy's hands traveled up and down his body. Edd wanted to kiss Eddy, but felt as if something was holding him back from touching the soft lips.

Then Edd felt colder.

His clothes had disappeared and hias genitals were touching the top of the cold surface of the mud. Eddy was behind thrusting him. They sank deeper and deeper, but that didn't register to Edd who didn't want Eddy to stop. His insides were heating up as Eddy's hands traveled to the front of Edd.

"Oh, Eddy." Edd moaned.

That feeling of bring surrounded by a thick surface started to drift away. An familiar irritating ringing noise filled his ears. Edd awoke holding his pillow as if it were his lover.

Eddy pounded his hand on the alarm clock. He sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes as Edd remained cradled on his side of the bed staring up at Eddy.

It was all just a dream. He thought he felt it, but none of it was real.

"What's up with you?" Eddy asked noticing Edd. "You have a bad dream?"

No, it was the most beautiful event he could have ever dreamt. They were holding, touching, and thrusting against one another in a swamp. Edd sat up ready to tell Eddy the sensous tale, but stopped.

"Yes, a dream, but not a bad one. I'm fine, Eddy. Thank you for asking."

Eddy went to take a shower. Edd remained in bed for a few more minutes remembering fragments of the dream. He could never dream of something like that again.

Edd got up to make himself breakfast. Ed was up talking about his dream, but his story fell on deaf ears.

He and Eddy had been dating for a few years. They still hadn't had sex. It was never a topic or something that was on Edd's mind. He thought about it every once in a while though. Edd was nervous to ask having no idea what it would be like.

It felt as if something Eddy would want to discuss, then again he could have been as nervous as Edd.

That dream. The quicksand. He remembered the feeling of the mud massaging his body and touching his sensitive places.

Edd never thought he'd ever say this, but he wanted to locate a quicksand pit. Very unusual coming from his mind. It was a chance to see if he could do it with Eddy. It was a strange thing to practice on ones self, but Edd wanted this. It would be a big step in their relationship.

His plan went into action once Eddy left for work.