Dear Mister Sandman

Chapter 32

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"Wh-what?" Charlie wasn't sure what was happening. Was he mad at her? How did she ruin him?

"I have come to the conclusion that even if we cannot be together forever and our relationship will be limited until the end of this journey, I would rather remember us with happy memories. I would rather just think back about how you felt as I embraced you, as I kissed you and as I loved you. Instead of regretting this stupid speech I gave you at the restaurant. Instead of always wondering how it could've been to hold you and touch you." Morpheus wiped a fresh tear off Charlie's cheek.

"I'm sick of always playing by the rules. Of always being reasonable. As you said, for once I am doing something that I want to do. That makes me happy." Morpheus took a deep breath and then leaned down. He watched as Miss Denver closed her eyes. And then it happened.

Just like that, Morpheus felt like he was back on the plane. He was experiencing the same feeling in his stomach that he had when the plane took off. Oh, how good it felt to be kissing Miss Denver. Her warm lips caressed his and even though he started and initiated their kiss, she took the lead. Morpheus figured that she probably realized that he was inexperienced and he felt his cheeks warm up.

"Wow." Charlie whispered once Morpheus pulled back to breathe. He watched as she slowly opened her eyes and wondered why she was still shedding tears.
"Did you not like it?" He asked her with concern as he wiped them off.
"What? Of course I did." Charlie smiled and cried at the same time, worrying Morpheus even more.
"But you're crying." He wiped it off again.

"I'm just- I'm just happy for you." Charlie started.
"Well, that sounds kind of conceited as if I were a prize. But I mean. I truly make you happy?" She asked again, grabbing his shirt, because her knees were very weak in that moment.
"Yes. I haven't felt this alive ever before." Morpheus admitted, his hand squeezing Charlie's.

One of her hands snaked around his neck as she pulled him down for another breathtaking kiss. Oh, Morpheus couldn't get enough of her, so it didn't surprise him when they both fell onto the bed, completely occupied with their kiss. It was getting hot now. Despite the fact that it was freezing in their room merely a few minutes ago, they both felt it.

Charlie's fingers moved on their own as they played with Morpheus' shirt. As if reading her mind, he unbuttoned it and threw it away somewhere next to him. He didn't care. All he cared about was Miss Denver. She broke the kiss to look at the naked chest her hands were currently roaming. She gasped.
"I didn't know you had this many tattoos." They intrigued her and Charlie felt even more attracted to him now. She's always been a sucker for men with tattoos.

"Can I take your shirt off too?" Morpheus' fingers were burning to undress her. But he wanted to make sure she even wanted that.
"Yes." Charlie nodded and lifted her upper body up a little in order to give him better access. Once the shirt was off, her purple bra greeted Morpheus. He licked his lips before glancing back up into Charlie's eyes. She smiled at him and stroked his cheek with her right hand.

"What do you want to do, my dear mister Sandman?" She was teasing him, but this time it didn't anger Morpheus. It only made him want her more.
"What do you want to do?" He didn't know how to do what he really wanted to do.
"I don't want to hear that, Morpheus. Do-" Hearing her call him Morpheus in that moment felt weird. For some reason, he didn't want her to call him that anymore.

"Can you call me Nathaniel? I think from now on, I would like that more than Morpheus. Or Sandman." He fake glared at her when he said the last bit.
"Of course, Nathaniel. If you finally call me Charlie." Charlie bit her lip, making him nod. Hell, he would nod at everything she said in that moment.
"Okay." Came his raspy response.