Our Taboo

Sleep, Come to me.

The ceiling is quite bumpy now that I look at it. I never noticed since, usually, whenever I'm in Henry's room, I'm actually sleeping. Lately I've been having long sleepless nights, and all I can think about is me failing Snow... Failing her as a boyfriend. She hasn't adjusted well to being a vampire. I couldnt be alone tonight after our last fight. "Why didn't you just let me die!?" Her words echo in my head, how could she be so cold. I turn on my right side in the sleeping bag. I guess I  must have been squirming a lot since Henry said "Hey dude, you still not asleep?" I lied, "I was, just... nightmares..." In a way it's kind of true. I looked at Henry's back as he shifted in the bed to face me. "Get up here" he said in the middle of a yawn, making his voice sound deep and raspy. "What do you mean?" I looked up, confused at his command, a human commanding a vampire? Since when? Only Henry would do that. "Come on, youve always been a cry baby. Remember when you had nighmares and would come onto bed with me?" He smirked and I laughed at the memory of such innocent times. How I miss it. "Man that was soooo long ago, what were we like 7?" He shrugged "Who cares?" He insisted. I knew he wasnt gonna let it go so easily, so I gave in. "Fine, move over" he made space for me on the left side of the bed and as soon as I laid under the covers I realized the bed was much warmer than the sleeping bag I had left in Henry's house for whenever I slept over. But, of course it was warmer. Henry has always had a higher body temperature than me, since I'm half undead and everything. It was comfortable and inviting, it wasnt long before my eyes gave into this inviting warmth and closed, leading me into a deep sleep.

It's unusually warmer under the covers compared to last night, I feel the bright streams of sun light on my face as I attempt to turn to shield my eyes in the darkness I feel big arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly. Fully awaken now, I start to recall why I didnt sleep with Henry anymore. He always had me caught in a bear hug so tight my smaller frame would be unable to break free without waking him up. As I felt something pulling up my brief shorts I had come to yet another realization... Morning wood is more common than one would think... Henry's penis was hard and completely erect, not only that it had somehow managed to get under my shorts so that its touching my bare ass. How does one's penis get so large to creep out of its own underwear, I will never understand.