Real is Imagined
Kyoru implied nsfw. Prompt- A dreamcatcher falls and cracks, releasing a trapped dream
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Heat snakes it's way around his body, warmth freeing the icy hold he's built around his heart. His hands mold against her pale naked flesh. Tentative at first but emboldened with every mewling whimper he pulls from her lips. Her body plays into his touch, begging for more. He'd never dreamed she'd be so forthcoming to inflame his teenage heart. And yet here she was, taking every ounce of it.
It was hers. Forever and always, from the moment she'd said she loved the cat. Those words stung him, pierced him, changed him. Because he knew she meant it with every fiber of her soul. What will you do, if someone tells you they love you. Hold on.
Such nimble fingers delicately splayed against his chest, slightly curled, her nails like little reminders of what was happening each time he moved against her. He feels tiny beads of sweat forming along his brow and wipes them away. She chuckles, he smiles, zeroing in on her lips once more.
Tohru…
She'd heard the sound of something falling and goes to check on Kyo. When she walks in, Tohru sees his dream catcher broken on the ground. How sad, her lips curl into a frown, it was a gift she'd given him to chase the nightmares away and by the looks of it they'd returned. His blanket had been kicked to the edge, t-shirt hiked up and tangled high on his torso. Beads of sweat glisten all along his exposed skin. Tohru blushes at the sight.
A part of her wanted to flee immediately to spare her virginal eyes, but the other, stronger desire to help him guides her movements to his bedside. She sits down and reaches for his shoulder. "Wake up Kyo," her voice is soft not wanting to startle him.
Tohru…
Kami her lips look like sweet strawberry dango, soft and wanting to be nibbled. Her silky stares turn his blood to liquid fire. She'll kill him for sure, but it was worth it. He cradles her face in his hands and presses his lips to hers.
"Mmmph! Kyomph!" What was he doing?! All she'd done was tap his shoulder and the next thing Tohru knew, Kyo had sprung up and started kissing her!
His hands move from her face, wrapping around her body to pull her tightly against his.
Poof!
Tohru freezes. This whole situation had gone from weird to crazy and now, here she was sitting dumbfounded with kitty Kyo in her arms. "W-What just happened?" Her eyes blinking in confusion while her heart paces rapidly in her chest. Kyo has kissed her, kissed her! Something she'd fantasized over but always wondered if it'd ever come true.
Now fully awake from the high, Kyo slumps low and sighs in her arms. There was no way in hell he was gonna tell her about the dream. "You can put me down Tohru, it was just a nightmare. I'm sorry I woke you."
She does as asked but a nightmare? Do kisses happen in nightmares? Tohru wanted to know but thought better of asking an embarrassing question. "Oh, okay," her shoulders slump, a slight twinge of sadness in her heart. She shows him the broken dream catcher. "I guess it fell and broke, I'm sorry Kyo, maybe I can fix it."
"It's okay Tohru." Could this trinket have triggered the dream and made it so life like?! "We'll look at it in the morning together." He burrows back under the blanket. "You should go before I transform again."
"Right!" Tohru gets up. "Goodnight Kyo," she smiles and leaves his room.
Seconds after the door closes, he transforms into a human and falls onto his back. Thank goodness she didn't see him naked again. After that kind of dream, he didn't know if his heart could take it either. And why was he having such erotic dreams about Tohru. Stupid question yes, but, Kyo glances at the dream catcher on his table, was there something special about it? Wasn't it just an ordinary dream catcher?
Kyo groans and pulls the pillow over his head. Gah! He could use a shower but didn't want to wake anyone up. He'll just have to ask her in the morning where she'd got it from and pray, it was the last time he'd lose control again.