One-Shots and Short Stories

Best Laid Plans - Part 2 🔞

"YiBo... I... If-If you're going to kill me, please do it quick, okay?"  For some reason, I wasn't afraid to go like this.  At least it would put me out of my misery.  But why was he taking so long?  Just do it already!

Suddenly, he moved away from my line of sight, then I heard rustling sounds.  What was he doing?  I was afraid to call out to him.  Why was he behaving so strangely?

The next instant, YiBo climbed onto the bed and straddled me, his cold dark eyes staring at me.  "YiBo!  I... I'm sorry.  I—" My voice trailed off as I noticed how very, very naked he was.  Oh my!  I couldn't seem to tear my eyes from his erection. 

YiBo didn't say anything for a while, then he leaned in closer as he whispered darkly, "Did you think you could tease me like that and get away with it, Mr. Xiao?"

"YiBo?"  I was so confused.  What did he want?  Why did he undress?  Why was that erection of his staring at me, tempting me!  Fuck!  I was getting hard.  What fucking alternate reality was this?  This must be a dream.  I just needed to wake up!

"A dream," I said aloud as if trying to make myself believe this wasn't real, that YiBo wasn't really sitting on me wearing nothing but his fucking birthday suit.  "This is just a dream.  Fuck!"  Suddenly, I started laughing hysterically, my body convulsing at the levity of the situation.  "I'm stuck in an erotic dream!  Just my fucking luck!"

"Now that would be a pity then, Mr.Xiao," his voice was rough, yet velvety and I wanted to eat him up.  Wow... My dreams were never this vivid.

Taking advantage of the dream, I said, "Well, dream YiBo, I think you should cut off my clothes.  It's kinda unfair that I have too much clothes on.  We should even up the odds for you."

"Really now?"  Dream YiBo drawled. 

But why was there a smirk on his face?  I didn't dream that, did I?  Squinting my eyes, I looked at YiBo.  The heat in his eyes was enough to sear me through and through.  My heart began to pound in my chest, not with fear but with excitement as I could see a twinkle in his brown orbs, even though he was still looking at me with cold eyes.  This dream was so weird.

"YiBo?"  I asked hesitantly. 

"Don't talk.  Not one word, Mr. Xiao.  If you know what is good for you, you'll stay quiet until I say you can talk.  Because if you disobey me, I won't hesitate to punish you," his voice was menacing, but that couldn't be right!  This was my dream!

"You're doing this all wrong, YiBo!  This is my dream.  Why are you going against my wishes?  Now, hurry up and cut off my clothes because I really need to feel you naked against me," I ordered, still not understanding why dream YiBo was still arguing with me.

YiBo's eyebrows rose and his lips twitched.  Twitched?  Was that an attempt at a smile?  But I'd never seen him smile before, I wouldn't even know what it would look like.

"So, Mr. Xiao, you think this is a dream?  Do you dream about me a lot?" 

His silky voice mesmerized me and for a moment, I didn't respond.  Until dream YiBo nudged his hips against me and I moaned.  "Y-Yesssss...  All the time, love." 

Undulating my hips, I wanted to chase that elusive feeling when suddenly, I felt lips on mine.  When had I closed my eyes?  Quickly opening my lids, I stared into dark, endless night eyes.  My soul leapt for joy at the passion I saw in there.  For me?  Ahh... my dream.

No matter.  I needed this.  Closing my eyes, I let hot, decadent lips coax me into submission.  Opening my mouth, I let my tongue glide along the seam of his mouth, willing them to open so I could taste him.  I didn't have to wait long.  The next thing I know, I was being dominated, thoroughly and skillfully taken by a master of seduction.