When I first saw you
With your smile so tender
My heart was captured
My soul surrendered
~ "It's Now or Never", Elvis Presley
John wasn't sure what Susan had given Marlena to make her sleep so long, but she didn't start to rouse until the early hours of the afternoon. The night before, as she slept, he had discovered a trash bag full of sweat pants and t-shirts, as well as a tooth brush and a tube of toothpaste, tossed carelessly in the corner near Marlena's luggage. John had searched every nook and cranny of the room, moving furniture where he could, to see if there was possibly any other way out. He gave up after a few hours. Following a shower, he had climbed into bed with Marlena, in the early hours of the morning, and was sound asleep himself within minutes, his arms wrapped around her body, and his face buried in her hair.
As she turned in his arms, throwing her leg over his, she groggily ran her hand down his abdomen, and up under the bottom edge of his shirt. Thinking she was dreaming, she snuggled closer, threading her fingers through the hair on his chest, and moaning slightly. "I missed you," she mumbled. "I missed you..."
John woke to feel of her small hand exploring the dips and ridges of his chest and stomach, causing him to tighten his hold on her, and push his leg up higher between hers, bringing her face closer to him. Both of them were still stuck in between waking and sleep, giving into desires they might not otherwise acknowledge. "Doc, Doc..." he whispered.
Marlena's body responded to his innately, moving her center along his thigh roughly, and lacing her fingers into his hair, breathing roughly into his neck, "Oh, John...yes...harder..."
John thought this was the most realistic dream he'd ever had, as his hands cupped Marlena's ass, pulling her higher, as he ground his rock hard cock into her, moaning, "Fuck yes...Doc..."
Lightly sucking and kissing at his neck, she whispered softly, "I love you...oh G-d, how I love you..."
John came fully awake upon hearing her voice so close to his ear. This was not a dream, and Marlena had just told him she loved him. As he went to try and untangle their limbs, he heard her again, "John, please, it's been so long..." He wanted to bury himself in her, his cock was aching, but he knew she was still partially asleep. She could still be under the influence of whatever Susan had given her.
"Doc, hey. Can you wake up for me, baby? Please?" he whispered, stroking over her soft cheek. He couldn't bring himself to release his hold on her, however. He continued to hold her, as she softly moaned in her partial woken state.
Her eyes fluttered, but they were still glazed over, and not looking quite cognizant. She stared at John, with confused eyes, finally asking, "John?"
"Yeah, Doc. It's me," he said smiling at her gently, and smoothing the hair from her face.
"How?"
"That, is an interesting story," he told her softly, becoming more and more aware of the lips that were mere inches from his. "I'm confused about that as well. Susan put me in here...well, she tricked me, and now...how are you feeling?"
"Honestly? My head is pounding, I'm dying of thirst, and my mouth feels like cotton."
"She drugged you. You've been asleep for hours," he told her, and then looking at his watch, the one Marlena had given him years ago for Christmas, he said, "About eleven hours actually."
