I pushed him back in the bed and kept kissing him more desperately. And then suddenly he was back in his body, kissing my back. That meant I had done what I had to do, so I slowly stopped kissing him and pulling away. But when he realized what I was doing he griped my shirt and bulled right be back into a rougher and even more desperate kiss. We were looking each other the eyes, sea meeting sky for the first time ever in this way. After just having connected with me I knew what he wanted, he wanted the same thing that I wanted. We started undressing each other fast and rough, kissing again. "You were right, I´m sorry that it I had to put you so much pain, I will make it up to you" he said pulling me down between his legs. "No, tune around" I heard myself say ice cold. I was surprised I could sound like that, but then I remembered when I´d sounded like that. And it gave me the chills.
I was still staying in the big house (which I appreciated). Laing on my bed I was reading bowed books from Rachel. I didn't really pay attention to the book itself. No it was just a distraction from last night´s dream, but it wasn't the best idea whit the dyslexia and all so I just looked at the pictures of art. I heard footsteps in the hallway.
'Every night I rush to my bed with hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you.
When I close my eyes, I'm going out of my head, lost in a fairytale, a paradise.
You can hold my hands and I will guide you. What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't want to wake up from you.
I mention you when I say my prayers. I wrap you around all of my thoughts. Boy you make me temporary high. I wish that when I wake up you're there to wrap your arms around me for realand tell me you'll stay by my side.
You're the perfect lullaby. Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain. Not even death could make us part. What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare, either way I don't want to wake up from you.
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare'
Percy came in slowly. "Annabeth told me what she said to you last night." He said in a small voice but with big hungry eyes. "So you want me to fuck you brains out?" I said in a bored voice only taking a short look at his perfect muscular body. Of cause I wanted to do him, infarct I wanted to take him is servile different positions, right now. Witch my cock new to well. But we were not even friends and to be honest I don't even know if I wanted to be friends with him. No I wanted him as my everything, but that was not an option. He had Annabeth to be everything to him. I don't know why but I´m angry, but I just am. I didn´t want to hurt him, that is why I am pushing him away. I knew something would happen, it always did.
"Yeah, but if you don´t want to…" he said and tried to back out of the door as silent as he came in.