Byleth laid under the covers, sighing slightly as she watched Angelo's sleeping face.

He seemed so peaceful in his slumber. She couldn't help but wonder what he was dreaming about. What were the chances that he was dreaming of her?

"I don't know why," she whispered to him, knowing he wouldn't hear, "but I love you. I can only hope you feel the same way."

With that, she closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep.

And of course, she dreamt of Angelo again.

They were sitting on her couch, in front of the fireplace. The blizzard outside was still raging on. She didn't care. She was snuggled against Angelo, enjoying the warmth from his body. His arms were wrapped around her, and every once in a while, she would squeeze his hand lovingly.

Eventually, he kissed her on the top of her head and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Comfortable?"

She nodded. It felt so good to be with him.

"What do you say we make things a little…interesting?" he said.

Her heart jumped. "Yes."

Before she knew it, he was inside of her again, thrusting into her womanhood. She moaned as she allowed herself to be at his mercy. She'd never felt so good.

"You're…very…good…at…this," she managed to whisper.

He laughed. "You expected something less?"

She could only shake her head. Pleasure had once again melted her mind, stripping her of any logic and reason. His length went a little deeper, and she yelped.

Once again, she found herself nearing the climax. Her breathing quickened as her release grew closer and closer. She hoped that this time, she would actually get to experience it with Angelo.

"Don't…hold…back," she whispered. "Give it…to me!"

She opened her eyes…

…and found herself back in bed.

No! she thought to herself.

Once again, she had two fingers shoved into her opening, and before she could pull them out (slowly this time), she climaxed once more.

This time, she couldn't help herself, and she let out a moan as pleasure ravaged her mind and body. It wasn't that loud, but it was enough to make Angelo stir in his sleep a little. She barely thought about that as she rode out the climax, hoping she wouldn't leave a wet spot on her side of the bed.

When it was over, she resisted the urge to shout in frustration. She was so close once again, and to have it ripped away from her in the cruelest way possible was too much for her.

She looked at Angelo again. She needed to find a way to make her dream a reality.

But how?

Byleth needs to go to Horny Jail

*BONK*