Dream [h.s.]

five

Harry walked home slowly. He felt terrible for doing that to Katerina, especially because she was actually conscious. If she remembered how things went when she woke up she would be terrified of him and he never wanted that.

Considering that he had essentially walked to the bar to find her, he went back and seduced her friend Autumn only for the purpose of compelling her to tell Katerina that she had taken her home and had one of the girls she car pooled with bring her car back.

It was weird to him because normally he wouldn't mind seducing random women, he used to seduce them, screw them, and then feed off of them just about every night, but this felt wrong on some level even though he hadn't planned on doing anything but compelling her to lie to Katerina.

Actually, he didn't even want her blood although he could tell that it would have been heavenly, even despite the alcohol, by the heavy and alluring smell that it gave off. It wasn't as good as Katerina's though and he didn't have to do a taste test to find out.

He drove her car home and left her keys on the island in the kitchen. His foot was only steps away from leaving the comfortable warmth of her home when he realized that even with a hangover he had taken too much blood again and she would certainly notice.

Katerina was snoring very lightly, her mouth open and her face pressed against the pillow, and there was something about seeing her like that, in such a tranquil state, that had him smiling softly to himself in the darkness.

She looked beautiful despite the blood loss and the pale color to her skin. He hadn't thought like that in ages but he didn't push it away like he normally would, instead he clung to it with careful fingers.

There wasn't an easy way for him to get his blood in her system without her noticing and he sighed heavily once he realized that he would have to just leave it alone.

Katerina stirred briefly, soft noises falling from her lips as she turned over on to her other side and cuddled further into her pillow than before.

He didn't need to hold his breath, because he didn't really need to breathe anymore, but that moment had him holding the oxygen in his lungs far longer than usual because he was afraid she would catch him again and that he wouldn't be able to trick his way out of it.

Silently, he let himself out through the front door and led himself home in a fairly short time. The moment his head hit the soft down on his mattress and of his pillow his eyes fluttered shut. What he saw next was certainly very surprising.

Because he had gorged himself on Katerina's blood only a few short hours before, he was still attached to her dream state. Only, now he couldn't be seen for sure because he actually wasn't there this time.

Katerina had pleasant dreams more often than not, especially when he was around because he often liked to manipulate them to see what shew would do, but they were never dirty dreams like the one she was currently having.

Harry opened his eyes instantly because he had forgotten only a slight amount of time had passed and that he would see her dreams, but also because he hadn't expected that sort of dream from her at all, let alone that he was the one she was having it about.

The temptation was too much for him and it didn't take long for him to close his eyes again, he hadn't properly been with a woman in such a manner since he had started feeding off of Katerina months ago. Plus, she was beautiful to look at in the purest state, she had gifted him that sight the night he almost took her life and he certainly hadn't forgotten it.

He couldn't feel anything like he had wanted too, and that she was most likely feeling in her dream state and partially in reality, but watching was certainly more than enough.