𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬; 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐚

SEVENTEEN

IRIS MARA
"Here we come Dallas, Texas!" Brandon exclaims as we drove past the large sign that clearly announced our arrival in his home state.

He slaps the couch dramatically as he continued to peer out the window. "Damn, Texas, I nearly forgot just how beautiful you were."

He pointed out the window at the passing scenery. "Don't you worry, babygirl, daddy is back home and doing better than ever."

"Are you done yet, B?" I ask, letting out a small laugh.

Brandon then slid back down into his seat next to me. "I think so."

I placed my hand on his that he had rested on the couch. He looked over at me at the sudden sign of affection.

He smiles a warm smile at my words before turning his body to face me.

"Anyways so I did some thinking last night..." He paused for a moment to lick his lips and make sure that all of my attention was on him.

I give him a firm nod of my head to assure the boy that I was all ears.

"How do you feel about grabbing some lunch today? You know, to get to know eachother better and stuff." He asks while tracing a small pattern on my knee with his finger.

"I mean, I barely know you, yet I've already seen your nude body, played quite a few rounds tonsel tennis with you.."

"It's not like I'm complaining- oh god no, its just- I want to know other things." He stops for a moment and tilts his head to the side.

"Iris, I'm literally dying to know how you like your toast. Where your first kiss took place. Favorite position. I want to know absolutely everything there is to offer about you."

I raise my eyebrows as I digest all of his words."Wow, okay, well, I would also really love to get to know you better." I respond, placing my hand on top of his."As for my favorite position-."

He cuts me off before I could finish. "I'll just have to figure it out myself, right?" He implies with a smirk.

I then felt a sudden heat rush to my face. "No, Brandon, that was no where near to what I was going to say."

He nods his head whilst biting back a grin. "Mhm, but I bet you were thinking it."

I shake my head in response."I hate you so much."

He re-adjusts himself on the couch so he was lying on his back and using my lap as a pillow.

"I don't think so, babe." He says as he allowed his eyes to flutter closed.

I let out a small giggle at the boy's actions while my hand instantly find their way to the curly mess on his head. "Is someone tired?"

He nods his head. "Mhm." He hums while draping his arm around my waist.

He slid his hand beneath the thin fabric of my shirt so his hand then rested on my bare back.

"Me too, B."

°°°°°°

30 MINUTES LATER

IRIS' MOUTH HAS FALLEN AGAPE WHILE LIGHT SNORES TUMBLE PAST HER LIPS.

BRANDON'S FACE STILL REMAINED NUZZLED INTO IRIS' STOMACH, DROOLING ALL OVER HER NEWLY PURCHASED T-SHIRT.

MEANWHILE, ZION KUWONU AND AUSTIN PORTER SAT NEARBY, PLAYING A GAME OF FORTNITE TO PASS TIME.

Of course, the game doesn't last very long as the dreadheaded boy who had insisted that he would carry them til' the end- well, you get the point.

"What was that, Zion?!" The artifical blonde boy exclaimed at his complete disappointment of a partner.

Zion pressed his face into the palm of his hand, also feeling quite ashamed of himself. "Im sorry, bro."

Austin tossed his control to the side as he sat back in his chair. He shrugged both of his shoulders. "It's alright. It was starting to get boring anyways."

Zion then perked up as he heard a noise. Or dare I say, a moan coming from nearby.

The boy's eyebrows furrow as he looked over at Austin who hadn't heard such a thing.

"Did you hear that?"

MEANWHILE, IRIS MARA
The sweat that had nearly drenched my entire body, head to toe, seemingly began to pick up as my already fast movements doubled in speed.

My breaths were rapid and shallow as there was barely a moment in time when I wasn't yelling out at the top of my lungs.

The sharp feeling in my stomach grew even more intense as my body jerked around in action.

A strangled scream erupted from my throat as my body then collided with the hard forrest ground beneath me.

"Someone help!" I call out as I scramble to my feet, absolute terror soaring throughout my body.

MEANWHILE, BRANDON ARREAGA
I had a handful of her hair, balled up in both of my fists as she worked her mouth in ways I hadn't known were possible.

Her tongue swirled and swiveled around my cock skillfully while her hand worked the part of my hardened member that her mouth wouldn't even dare to reach.

"Iris, mhm...fuck." I moan out.

I allow my head to roll back, another groan falling past my lips as I feel my body seemingly surpass the level of pleasure possible to man.

I then look down at her as I begin to bite down on my bottom lip."You're so good at this, princess."

My eyes then widen abruptly as I shoot up from my resting position.

Holy shit, did I just seriously have a wet dream about Iris Mara?