It always started the same. A slow hum in the dark, like wind slipping through a cracked door, carrying with it the scent of smoke and something metallic—iron, maybe. Or blood.
She was not alone.
Warm air coiled around her neck, breath that wasn't hers ghosting over her skin. Chains clinked softly in the distance, not loud, but deliberate. Like someone wanted her to hear. To feel them wrap tighter, inch by inch.
A whisper threaded through the dark, low and sinful, "Sylvia..." drawn out like a promise and a warning all at once.
Her thighs pressed together. She didn't mean to. It just happened.
She couldn't see him—whoever he was—but she felt him. A presence, tall and close, standing just behind her, so close his heat soaked into her spine. His fingers didn't touch her, but her body reacted like they had. Her breath hitched, nipples tightening under some invisible force, her lips parting, aching for something she didn't even understand.
Something about him felt... familiar. Wrong and right. Holy and wicked.
He leaned in, his mouth by her ear. "Mine."
A flash of red, a glint of silver. Then heat. So much heat she swore she was on fire, her body arching into the darkness, chasing a sensation just out of reach.
"Sylvia!!" I bolt up the bed with a laboured gasp.
Sweat clung to my skin. The sheets tangled like I'd been fighting them in my sleep, or maybe surrendering to them.
My heart pounded like I'd just run a mile. Or like I have sinned.
I didn't remember his face. But the feeling? That stayed. The need, the confusion, the raw ache between the legs.
And I hated myself for wanting to fall asleep again. Just to find him.
"Sylvia!!" Jud bangs the door open before sighing. I roll my eye fixing my position on the bed.
"Remind me why I moved back?" He permitted himself to sit at the edge of my bed before tapping my bed softly.
"Because you dislocated your ankle" I exclaim in realisation a blush creeping up my cheeks.
Yesterday at the downtown club, I had a lot of dreams and I remember being in Yohan's car, it was when I got out that I tripped almost kissing the pavement.
That was before he came out of the blue holding my waist and bringing my back to his hard chest.
"Hello?!" He sighs. "Did you even hear word?"
I shake my head still looking at nothing in particular.
"Shania and I ae going out. Emilia has an event to go to and I invited your friends over" he heads to the door.
"I'm proud of you honey. You fulfilled my dreams as a father" I smile nodding.
The moment he was out the door, the room became stuffy and thick with the reminder of what happened.
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"How did you do everything on your own?" I shrugged honestly having no fucking clue how I bathed myself or even get dressed for that matter.
"Sylvia. What's wrong? You keep zoning out" I squirm looking at Isa.
"Well... I-I, uhm nevermind "
"No way, you must tell me " I slouch knowing she won't let it go.
"I did something sinful" I cover my mouth too afraid for people to hear.
"What is that sinful thing?" She scooches closer with an exclamation on her face
"I had a dream" I turn looking out the window too embarrassed.
"A dream?. Could it be a sex dream" I gasp looking at her like she just told me cats are humans.
"Isabella!!" She bursts out laughing.
"Hold on what is sinful about having a—"
"Don't say it" I point at her. She chuckles making a gesture of zipping her lips.
"Have you had one too?" She nods her head.
"Numerous times" I gasp. "What? It's normal to have exotic dreams" I l avoid her eyes finding interest in my bedside drawer.
"Oh my god!!!"
"What oh my god?" My eyes still fixed there.
"OH MY GOD!!! Sylvia are you virgin?" My eyes bolted out of their sockets.
"Are you not a virgin?" She nods her head still surprised, I mirror her expression.
"What year are we living in?"
"2025" with that another gasp leaves her. "What?" She looks at me literally speechless.
"Do you know of the word sex?" I scoff rolling my eyes.
"Of course I do what do you take me for?" I huff out sitting upright. The place was silent, I could feel Isabella's gaze on my face but just shrugged it off.
"What about kissing?"
"What about kissing?"
"Have you done it" I scoff rolling my eyes.
"Of course not, it's the same as having sex" she thumps her head muttering how she's surrounded by idiots.
"I take you don't want to learn why" I nod my head smiling. "Well whenever you need my help, I'm always here"
"I highly doubt I will" I mutter under my breath.