Snowed in with the Barista

Dreamed

I push her onto the bed and get on top of her. I straddled her while continuing to make out with her, only breaking the kiss when we both needed a breather.

In a quick movement, she switched me onto my back and began to trace her lips from mine down to my jaw until reaching my neck. Each kiss that was being planted quickly felt longer and longer.

She sucked on my neck, certainly leaving small marks.

I tug at the rim of her tank top, and she breaks away from the kiss, which gives me the opportunity to pull it over her head. But she wasted no time going back to work as she placed her lips back on mine while sliding her hands down till they reached the waistband of my pants-

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I woke up to the sound of laughter. Still trying to understand what just happened in my dream, I turn over to see a giggling Lilith.

"What are you laughing at?" I questioned out of curiosity.

"Oh, nothing." She says as the big smile on her face fades and she hides her phone from me more.

"That doesn't seem like nothing." I say before guickly taking a glance at her phone...

"HEY, DELETE IT!" I screamed.

"Nope!" She says before getting out from under the covers and running out of the room

"Ughhhhh," I groan, then shove my head back into my pillow.

I lay there for a few minutes until I saw the flash of a phone camera from the crack of the open door.

"WHAT THE HELL! STOP TAKING PHOTOS OF ME!" I yell before chasing her out into the living room.

I'm stuck in a dilemma. She's on one side of the couch, and I'm on the opposite side of it.

"I can do this all day." She says before the flash of her phone goes off again, indicating she took another photo.

As the phone's flash goes off, I take the chance to jump across the couch and grab it from her hands.

Successfully knocking it out of her hands, I catch it before it hits the floor, then return to my side of the couch with her staring me down. It's like she is waiting for the perfect time to attack. The nerves started to build up as her phone was still gripped in my hand.

All of sudden, she ran to the left side of the couch, and I ran to the right. Midway running on the left side, she jumps over the couch and tries to grab me.

Her hands barely miss me, and I run into the bedroom to lock the door behind me.

I deleted the first 3 photos she got of me chasing her, and when I had my face stuffed into the pillow. Then I came across the ones she took of when I was sleeping.

"GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK!" I hear her from the other side of the door as she pounds at it with her fist a few times.

"NO! YOU TOOK PHOTOS OF ME WHEN I WAS SLEEPING AND DROOLING ON THE PILLOW." I screamed back

All I hear is a little fit of laughter from the other side of the door. It all went quiet after that. I deleted the photos from her gallery and stayed in the room waiting to hear just the slightest amount of movement so I would know where she was standing.

Then I get the idea to bend down and look under the door where there's a little crack.

As I'm about to check under the door, it flies open.

"GOT YA! OW!" I hear her scream as the door bounces back and knocks her in the face a little.

"Ow, fuck." I mumble crawling away from the door so she can fully open it.