"You can stay as long as you want," she says, voice soft. "I, I was afraid you wouldn't want to." Blame the god of the Sun for that one!

She strokes his back as she enjoys his kisses. "Wanted you for a while. I kept dreaming about slipping into YOUR dreams, talking to you there. And more than talking." She flushes. "Would ache so with want when I woke up that I had to give myself some relief with my fingers."

She's hoping he doesn't find that disturbing, disgusting, or weird.