Back to You

His Soft Spot

Outside the hotel room in Japan the weather is terrible. There is an uncommon storm with thunders and lightnings. Dylan is struggling to fall asleep... The phone call with his excited parents, the adrenaline rush from getting the award, and the shower with his wife have him all worked up. He has been staring at the ceiling for an hour with his arms behind his head.

Yue is placidly sleeping under the sheets, and Dylan tries to stay away from her with all his might, otherwise self-control would be gone out of the window in less than 2 seconds.

Unexpectedly, Yue turns around to find his body right there and unconsciously groans of happiness as she hugs his chest, putting her unclothed self halfway on top of him.

Oh, for crying out loud! Shen Yue, what are you doing?

As if she could hear his lament, she adjusts her body and holds him closer, squeezing him with her leg and arm.

This is pure torture! Why did you fall asleep?! Argh!

Suddenly, lightning illuminates the room and Dylan can see Yue's exquisite face, her lips, her neck... That is it, he is unable to reason anymore. There is no logical justification in his mind for staying away from her anymore.

He removes the covers to admire her figure: that sexy shoulder he can kiss just by moving his mouth a little, that attractive leg on top of him that he can caress with his hand, those lips that are as sweet as honey, and those curves that are pressed against his body that feel so squishy on his chest. He cannot focus on anything else anymore, he needs her, desperately. He yearns to be connected to her. His whole body is filling with frenzied butterflies that arouse him from inside.

He does exactly as he has visualized and starts running his hands over her body, feeling the balminess of her skin, which quickly sends him to another dimension, one from which there is no turning back unless he has found what he is looking for.

The thing about Yue is that she struggles to fall asleep, however, once she is asleep, she rests like a log. She is very disciplined about waking up in the morning, but in-between there is no power on earth that could wake her up. This is his fantasy; this is what he has imagined so many times: what would happen if he loved her now? Would she wake up or stay asleep? How would she react to his touch if she did not know it was coming? Could he awake those fireflies if she did not see what he is about to do? He is terribly curious to find the answers to all these questions.

Dylan now remembers that awkward conversation about his fantasies and clearly recalls her giving him a green light. She was intrigued to discover the answers as well.

She said I could go for it... She specifically told me I should...

These thoughts are becoming a torment. He must find out right this instant.

He moves her on her back and appreciates her form for a minute. From head to toe she is perfect to him, appealing, irresistible. He moves her soft hair away from her face and traces her nose, her lips and her jawline. He continues to move his hands to her neck and shoulders, then down to her most feminine and enticing features, her belly, her legs... And he comes all the way back up. He grins. She feels him and shivers, but she is still sleeping.

Dylan now gives her a kiss, a slurpy one that allows him to savor her lips and feel their form. She likes it, but somehow, she is placing him inside of her dreams and Dylan realizes it, which makes him want her even more. Her thoughts reveal how much she enjoys this mischievous game of his.

Next, his hands stroll all over her upper body, an incredibly entertaining view because his magical hands incite the voluptuous mountains, and the tops become mystical creatures that he is unable to resist. His mouth cannot but travel to those mountains to tame the seductive creatures. Yue merges him into her slumber and believes this is nothing but a fantastic dream. It would not be the first time she has dreamed about him this way; it has happened often actually, especially while he was away. His lips and his hands haunted her lonely nights when she missed him.