Bolin finally fell asleep, find it hard to keep his eyes open. He found if he didn't sleep, the dreams wouldn't come. That didn't matter now, he couldn't keep his eyes open.
Opening his eyes, Bolin looked around, reconizing it as Jinoras room. He was laying next to her, an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He found himself kissing her, hard, passionately, without restraint, and nothing like the kiss by tree.
Jinora tangled her hands in his wild black locks, pulling him closer, drawing a groan from Bolin. Jinora smiled into the kiss. Bolin pulled her onto of him and slipped a hand up her shirt, caressing the plain of her back, resting his hand under her shoulder bone.
Bolin almost touched her breast, though never did, his hands shaking. He had no idea what he was doing, it seemed like his body had a mind of its own, and this time, he couldn't find himself caring.
He moved his lips downward, to her neck, kissing and nibbling on the soft skin. Jinora drew in a sharp breath as Bolin nibbled on her pulse.
Pullling back, Jinora buried her head into the curve of his neck.
"Make love to me," she whispered, the softest breeze on his skin, send shivers up his spine.. Bolin pulled her head up and kissed her, pulling her down on the bed on top of him.
Bolin woke up, gasping, clutching the sheets.
"What the hell was that?" Bolin yelled. "Ben Dan, I know you heard me. What the funk was that?"
Bolin, watch your mouth. You never know who could be listening, the sprirt said in his head. Besides, how can you say you didn't enjoy that, laying on top of her, showing her your love. I know I did, and I think Jinora did too.
"You-You gave the dream to Jinora?" asked Bolin in a soft voice. "She only eleven." Bolin could practically hear the laughter of the dragon, it made him sick. He didn't want this, he didn't want the sprirt in control of him, he didn't want the sprirt to hurt Jinora, even when it did't seem like he was.
That doesn't seem to matter to you. Don't forget, I can see into your mind. I can tell that you would love to do those things to her,.wouldn't you? This is your chance, you can do it. Go get them champ.
Bolin held his stomach, feeling sick. He shouldn't do this, it was wrong, but Ben Dan poisoned his mind, making do things he would never even think about. He wanted it though, no matter how much he told himself he didn't.
"I can't do this, I just can't," Bolin said, sobbing. "Do you hear, me, Ben Dan? I can't."
What can't you do? I'm not a mind-reader, just tell me, Ben Dan said. Bolin could almost see his smug smile. Ben Dan thought that he won, and Bolin wasn't sure if he was wrong.
Jinora woke up, her heart racing. She spent a few seconds just staring at the wall, shaking slightly. This was how she was after a very bad dream, but she didn't count that dream bad, it was actually good, really good. It was only a matter of time before she started having these dreams; she was older and had an even older boyfriend, it was only logical.
Though no matter how much she thought if it, that dream wasn't normal. It was too life like, it felt almost like her was there, They were breathing the same air, she could feel the electricity when he touched her skin. Maybe she was just imagining it, maybe she was adding details in her head.
Yeah, that's what she was doing, that's it.
As she settled, Jinora couldn't help but wonder, what would that feel like in real life. She shook her head. No she could think about that, no matter how good it will feel, how right, how-
"Stop," she said aloud, silencing the voice. She couldn't think like that, no matter how much she wanted to. He probably wouldn't mind, a little voice told her, in fact he would-
"Stop, please," she pleaded. She couldn't take it, she want to give into the voice, go into Bolin's room and recreate the dream., but she couldn't she didn't let herself.
That morning, Bolin couldn't meet Jinora's eyes, every time he did, it would just bring back memories, and Ben Dan's awful voice. He barely looked up as Mako sat by him, setting a plate down.
"Hey, Bo. Did you get enough sleep last night?" Mako asked, as Bolin started to slowly eat his breakfast, barely tasting it. Bolin nodded, and focused on the eggs in front of him. Mako shook his head and ate his breakfast.
Korra joined the two brothers, a smile on her face.
"Hey, guys, I had the best dream last night," she said, starting to eat her eggs. Bolin tensed at the word dream. Mako looked at Bolin, along with Korra.
"Are you alright, you seem a little... tense," asked Mako to Bolin. Out of the corner of his eye, Bolin could see Jinora watching him,. When he turned to face her, she did the same thing he did all morning; Jinora put her head down and ate her food.
"Mako, I need to talk to Bolin," Mako nodded and looked between the two of them. "Alone," Korra added, shooing him away. Mako picked up his food.
"Fine , I'll go sit with Tenzin, he's better company than you two anyways," Korra stuck her tounge put at him and Mako rolled his eyes, walking away.
"Did something happen between you and Jinora?" asked Korra after Mako left. Bolin shook his head. Korra looked back at Jinora, who was watching Bolin and Korra talk. As Korra looked over, Jinora quickly turned her head and payed attention to what Tenzin and Mako were talking about.
"You know I care about her right, and if you hurt her, I'm going to kick your ass, right?" Korra said, leaning close. Bolin nodded.
"I know," he replied, his voice raspy. Bolin spent most of his night screaming at Ben Dan, even if Bolin knew he wasn't listening. He thought maybe early this morning he could go to Verrick, but then he figured Verrick would ask why he didn't sleep with Jinora, after all, Verrick would say she was more that willing.
But that wasn't the kind of relationship he wanted to have with Jinora, no matter what his mind told him.
So there's that. I hope everybody liked that. Next chapter will be some serious sprirt mojo. Will Bolin be able to take his body back, I don't know (that's actually a lie), but stay tuned!