Tom’s thoughts drifted listlessly in a shallow sleep.
It had been a long day and he wanted nothing more than to
slip into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was all he could think about as he and
Aresta walked back to his apartment in a state of total exhaustion. He climbed
the stairs to his second story apartment, his feet dragging on every step as he
went. He opened the door, not bothering to close it behind him. His shoes were
left in the hallway; his shirt by the kitchen. A trail of breadcrumbs towards
his destination. He climbed into bed, intent on not being seen or heard from
again for several hours. But as with so many things in life, when you want
something the most it remains just out of reach.
He was too tired to sleep.
A uniquely human problem, he thought. He imagined if animals
could speak they would laugh at the notion of being too tired to sleep. Those
big mammalian human brains overriding the needs of the body. So stupid. Yet
here he was. His body had all but shut down from exhaustion but his mind remained
adrift at sea, unwilling to let him drift beneath the waves and into the
darkness of rest. He wasn’t really sure if he was awake, his thoughts roamed
with no real direction,
Sheets rustled and Tom suddenly felt the soft weight of a
woman’s breasts press into his side. A feeling that he had grown to love but
was still getting used to.
“Wake up baby warlock.” A soft voice said to his right.
“Mmmmm, don’t want too.” Tom muttered
“It can be dangerous to drift in the ‘Inbetween’, baby
warlock, you must wake up.”
Soft lips pressed onto his own. His face became flush as an
inhuman pleasure spread through his body.
“We may have worked on hardening your body today, but your
mind is still weak. It’s vulnerable.” A pleasant warmth spread through his body
as his mind began to awaken.
The kiss deepened. His semi-hard morning wood began to
harden in earnest. Tom made a grunting sound, part pleasure and part annoyance
at being woken up.
“You must wake up.” Shyira whispered.
Shyira kissed his chin softly and then his neck more passionately.
She sucked on his neck, no doubt leaving a hicky for his classmates to gawk at.
She moved further down now, raining kisses down his chest that had begun to
incorporate a lot more tongue.
Tom groaned in pleasure. Tom felt rather than saw when
Shyira smiled. Her fangs brushed against his skin, sending shivers of pleasure
down his spine
She latched onto one of his nipples with those perfect pouty
lips of hers and sucked and lavished it with her devilish tongue. Her claws ran
down his stomach and began to play with the elastic of his waistband. He was now
fully hard. Shyira let go of his nipple with a pop of lost suction. She moved
back up his body. The hard nubs of her nipples brushing against chest as she
went.
“You must be more careful master.” She kissed him on the
lips again. “The Inbetween between sleep and wakefulness is the time when you
are most vulnerable to mental attack.”
She did something with her tongue that almost made him
forget that she was talking. “You mustn’t stay there for long, not until we’ve
had time to strengthen your mind.”
Tom was hearing what she was saying but was finding it
terribly uninteresting at the moment. There would be time for talking later. He
kind of wanted her to do that thing with her tongue again. Maybe a bit lower
this time. His cock would feel amazing if those puffy lips of hers were wrapped
around it right about now. Her magic lesson could wait.
He went to move his arms. Intent on grabbing a fist full of
snow white hair and moving her head until she was doing something more
interesting with her lips. He was her master after all.
Tom’s mind snapped fully awake and he finally opened his
eyes.
“Shy…why are my hands tied up?”
Shyira let out a girlish giggle as she flashed him a snowy
smile filled with mischief. “Why indeed?”
