"That day she made my bedroom holy, satisfied my passion slowly, flowers were in her hair, thought I dreamt that she was there-"
"I asked, "why you tryna kill me?" She laughed and called me silly, "You're not gonna die but you look pretty when you c...
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Snopssis: After the events of "She Knows What I Think About," you and Catra fall into a loving embrace. However, the reader can not escape her day dreams, but finds for the first time, she can make them a reality.
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You leaned down to press a gentle kiss onto Catra's lips before you rolled off her bare body. Then you kissed her temple as you embraced her in your arms and honey words left your mouth;
"You were so good kitten," you kissed her again. "Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything?"
Her soft purrs rumbled in her chest. "No, I'm good." In turn she wrapped her arms around you. "Just cuddle me."
You laughed at the innocent order, and pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. "Nothing else I'd rather do."
A couple minutes passed of you and Catra simply enjoying each other's warmth and company in silence. You absent mindedly played with her thick hair as your mind slipped off into wonderland for a moment.
A few seconds into your day dream you sniffled as a few small tears slipped down your face. Catra quickly got up and brought her hand to your face,
"Are you okay? I didn't scratch you too deep did I?"
You laughed softly at her nervousness, and melted as you remembered her light scratches down your back.
"No, kitten, just...thinking about stuff."
Catra was well aware of your daydreaming habit, and secretly loved to hear about them. "Stuck in wonderland again?"
You nodded and nuzzled back into her. Catra loved hearing about your day dreams and always wanted you to tell her about them. She loved all the stories you have, all the lives you've lived inside your mind, and if needed she'll also sit and comfort you from the not so pleasant day dreams.
One time, when you two still worked from the horde, you broke down to the ground after a fight with Shera.
"You died." You whispered so lightly Catra barley heard you.
"When we were retreating, I thought...I saw you. You were just on the grass bleeding out from stab wounds and slashes and I...I couldn't help you...I couldn't do anything! Catra I'm so sorry!"
Until that moment, she never thought of your day dreams as a bad thing, but now she knows it's a flip of a coin. Sometimes you have good dreams and sometimes you have bad ones.
At the time, it was still odd for Catra to feel affection and love. She believed so wholeheartedly that love would only hurt you in the end, but when she saw how you crumbled just at the mere thought of her being gone. How you shook and grabbed at her desperately when she offered you a hug because you wanted to be entirely sure she was okay, it was the first time she let you in. She allowed you to see her be soft, and kind, and loving. She allowed you to see the real her, not the villain role she believed she had to play.
