Dreamscape

Chapter 1: Dreamin'

Some music is playing from my bedroom and it gets louder getting close. Fab's song "Dreamin' " is playing with me and Fab kissing in bed. I play with a curly strand of his hair and he stops. He caresses my shoulders and looks at me. He doesn't say anything and I take off his shirt. I run my fingers all over his chest and rub him down. I straddle him and start kissing him again. Things start to get really steamy when I grind him and he flips me on my back, holding me tight.

I moan excitedly as Fab kisses a spot on my neck. He gently runs his thumbs over my lips before brushing them across my nipples, making them stiff and visible underneath my top. He removes it, showing my breasts and kissing them both. I feel him massaging them and I moan again. I wake up and turn to see Fab not next to me.

"Dammit, it was only a dream!" I say. It felt so real, I'm covered in sweat. The heat carries over my entire body and my heart is racing. I sit up and look at the night sky, thinking about the dream. Why was Fab's song playing? Not many artists would want to hear themselves singing, but he didn't say a word either. I wonder why that happened? Fab is usually charming and expressive. The clock reads 2:45 AM and I go and get some water to drink.

After cooling down, my heart is still beating quickly as I develop a thin smile. It felt good being in the arms of an elegant, handsome gentleman. Something about being held that way makes me feel protected, safe, even feminine. As I close my eyes, the song replays in my mind and I feel Fab wraps his arms around me, sucking my earlobe. "Mmm..." I moan to myself, imagining his hand running down my thigh.

I open my eyes again and go back to my bedroom. Climbing back to bed, I close my eyes to go back to sleep. I didn't get back to the dream I had but I do wake up feeling refreshed and listening to the radio. Just before I turn it off, I hear Fab speaking. He spoke about an upcoming project with another artist and when to be on the lookout for their performances. By the time the interview comes to an end it is almost 10 A.M, so I get dressed and head out for the day.

I arrive at an office in a vacant workspace and start my assignment. I'm working on a design for a client persuading others to get a well night's sleep. After checking in with my questions about the specs with the creative director, I come up with 3 sketches. The first had a sleeping moon with clouds as pillows, the second had fireflies surrounding sleeping sheep and the third had trailing stars in the sky. The last sketch catches my attention so I focus on the design and create the project.