Touch Me

Hope

I got over my sickness in a little under a week. Kevin brought me to the doctor several times, although they told him the same thing every time. That I had the flu. But Kevin, being the worrier that he is, continued bringing me in, convinced that something worse was going on. He can be a bit overbearing at times, but it's only because he cares.

Kevin never caught the flu. No matter how many times he kissed me or cuddled with me while I was sick, he never got sick. The man had an immune system of steel. But being sick got in the way of some..activity we tend to partake in. Needless the say, I was deprived of him.

"Kevin.." I panted as he kissed my neck. He knew exactly which spot felt the best, and used it to his advantage.

"Yeah?" He replied in between kisses

"That feels really good..." I whispered, embarrassed

"Tell me how much you like it."

"Oh god, I love it."

He began grinding his hips against mine, making a moan spill out of my mouth.

"Kevin.. oh god, Kevin..."

I woke up to find Kevin staring at me, a smirk on his face.

"....Hi" I squeaked, red-faced

"So I was in your dream?" He raised an eyebrow

"...no. You most definitely were not in my dream, I-"

"I heard you."

Crap. I sleep talk. I forgot about that.

I blushed darkly, my eyes wide.

"....okay, good talk." I said quickly, rolling over

He set his hand on my hip, stopping me

"It's okay." He chuckled

"It's embarrassing..." i insisted, crossing my legs, tightly.

"It's okay! I've had dreams about you before..." he admitted, knowing his confession would make me feel better.

"You have...?"

"Of course, I have. You're hot.." he giggled, rubbing my hip.

"I-I thought maybe I was the only one..."

"You aren't. Besides, we've been together for what, six, seven years? You're not a bad guy for thinking of me sometimes.."

"I'm just a little embarrassed..."

"You don't have to be embarrassed around me.."

He was taking this a lot better than I thought he would.

"You're not mad..?"

"Why would I be mad? Cause you had a dream about me?" He scoffed

"Yeah..."

"Why would I be mad about that?"

"Cause..."

"There's no reason to be embarrassed, Connor. I've been with you for a long time."

"I guess..."

"I could take care of it... if you want me to...." he said softly

"Take care of what?"

I was absolutely oblivious.

He sent his eyes down my body, stopping around halfway.

"...oh."

He chuckled, pulling me closer