Figment of Dreams
Chapter 32: Moonjuice

Ash

She was knocked out cold by the time I entered my room. Sleeping in my arms like a baby. This night was going to be rough, if she and Skylar got some Moonjuice spiked in their drinks and it was a full moon tonight. It was going to be quite the trip.

I placed her down on my king-size bed. She stirred and blinked. ‘Ash?’

‘I’m here, sweet cheeks. You feel okay?’ I put her hair back from her eyes and rubbed my thumb on her cheeks. Which were flushed and sweat was forming on her brow. Her locks already clinging to her forehead.

‘It’s too… hot… it’s too…’ she started wiggling. Trying to remove her dress. Clearly still out of it.

‘Ssht… sweet cheeks… relax… I got you.’ I grabbed her hands and tried stopping her from thrashing but she just kept on moving. Sweat trickling down her neck.

‘Please…’ she begged. Clearly in some kind of pain.

That drug could really do a number on you.

I swallowed, realizing that she was not going to stop until her dress was of. ‘I got you… don’t worry.’ I reached behind her for the zipper and zipped her out of that cute dress. I undid her sneakers too.

She fell backwards on the bed again. Fast asleep in the blink of an eye. She was wearing the cutest lingerie I had ever seen. It was a white balconette bra and thong combo, with white lace and small red flowers on them, matching her dress.

She looked perfect. Her small but perfect breasts rising and falling with each deep breath.

She was goddamn perfection, fucking hell and I shouldn’t be staring at her like that. Ash get a grip.

I picked her up and placed her underneath my covers. Having to snap myself out of my daydream, this was something I had thought about one time to many and it was hard to admit it, even to myself.

She was sound asleep now. That was a good sign. It usually didn’t start until later and sleep was a good thing to do first. I was contemplating sleeping on the couch. Until she stirred and screamed.

The fucking nightmares had already started.

‘No! Get away from me!’ she yelled. Crying and howling. Trying to slap away some imaginative demons that were chasing her. Big tears coating her cheeks in mere seconds.

‘Lux, sweetheart. Come here. It’s okay. It’s not real.’ I dragged her into my arms. Kissing the top of her head and she was bawling her eyes out on my shirt. I felt sad for her. She was so upset. My heart hurt a little seeing her like this.

No not a little bit. I hated it.

I laid down with her and rubbed her back soothingly. ‘I’m here.’

’Don’t go….please.’ She croaked and hiccupped from all the intensive crying. It could have been the drugs speaking but I was still not going anywhere. I quickly removed my pants and shoes and my shirt and snuggled against her again.

She felt hot to the touch, so I should monitor that too. The Moonjuice sometimes induced fevers.

She fell asleep and against better judgment I fell along with her. Until I woke sometime later and she was not in my arms.

I quickly scrambled out of bed and ran towards the bathroom. She was puking her guts out in my toilet. Crying from the force of her projectile vomiting. Her nearly naked ass in the air, barely covered by that white little thong she had on.

I really had to get her out of that lingerie and into something far less attractive, like pronto.

I ran to her, held her hair back. Spotted a shirt I wore to sleep in in the corner of the bathroom. I grabbed it with my toes and held it behind me to put it over her head as soon as she was done.

She was shaking from head to toe. I let go of her hair when she sat back against my chest. Tears were still coming down, I removed them with my thumbs. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

‘You want some water?’ I kissed the top of her head and went to my sink to get her a glass.

‘I want a shower…’ she croaked. Face as pale as a sheet of paper, hair frazzled. Her make-up a little run out from the crying.

Still looking like a supermodel though.

I nodded and stepped behind her to put the shower on. ‘Are you going to be able to do this on your own?’

I already doubted it but still asked. She nodded. Stood up on wobbly feet and held herself up on the counter, walking to the shower like she was in pain.

Like a Bambi on ice.

‘I left you another shirt. You can use one of the toothbrushes in my shower as well.’

I was one of those who brushed during my morning showers.

She nodded. ‘Thanks.’ Her voice was extremely hoarse. I wasn’t quite sure she was already down from the high, since it was only three in the morning and Moonjuice usually worked for about ten hours.

I reluctantly left the bathroom as I saw her removing her bra. I stayed close to the door. Listening to her kicking off my entire shelf of products.

She was so going to get teased by me about this night, she had no idea.

After about five minutes of the water running. I also heard the spitting notions of somebody brushing their teeth.

I heard another crash. Since my product shelf was already down, that only could have been her.

I rushed in and indeed. She was passed out in a running shower. All my products running out on the floor but I gave no shits about that.

I quickly picked her up in a big towel, tried to not look at her naked body and I managed, barely. Gathered her in my arms and ran back out to my bed. She was fast asleep. She didn’t seem hurt, so the fall wasn’t that bad.

I placed her on my bed. Got my shirt and tugged it over her body. Then removed the towel. I put her back under my sheets and joined her.

She immediately sought me out and wrapped her wet body around me. I didn’t even care about her being soaked. She smelled like my shampoo and I was dead wrong before. Her being in lingerie wasn’t the sexiest I had ever seen.

Her being in my shirt, with my scent all over her, was.

I woke again a few hours later to lingering kisses in my neck.

‘Fuck…’ I cursed, as I already predicted this, hence wanting to sleep on the couch. The other part of the Moonjuice drug had begun.

My dick had already woken before me because it was pitching a serious tent already. She was grinding on my leg while letting her hands roam all over my body.

I had an immediate hard-on, feeling her body, completely naked underneath my shirt, flush against me and grinding for her release.

Her core pressed against my upper thigh, moist and burning hot. I was breathing deeply with closed eyes, trying to gather myself for a second.

Not even trying to deny that this moment had been one of many in my fantasies I’ve had about her. Yet, I snapped out of it rather quickly when I grasped that she had no clue what she was doing because of the drugs.

I would not take advantage of her like that. ‘Lux…’ I said softly. Grabbing her face from my neck and kissing her nose softly.

‘Please…’ she moaned. This time that please had a whole other meaning. My dick twitched from the tone of voice she had used. Goddamnit.

‘Lux, you need to stop this. I’m going to the couch.’ I pried her hands off too. Which were running way to close to my hardened length.

‘It hurts….’ She pleaded with closed eyes and clearly in pain. Fucking Moonjuice.

I can’t believe I was saying this. ‘Babe… you can take care of it okay. Than it will go away…’ she needed to release this energy and I needed to not be in this room when she did that in my bed.

I could literally cum in my pants right now just thinking about it.

Fuckinshitfuckme.

She grunted again. ’It’s too sensitive… I can’t…. it won’t…please…Ash… please’

Fuck my life. I can’t even-

I adjusted my rock hard dick. I had to evacuate the room. NOW.

I went to the bathroom, closed the door and decided to clean up my shower. I could hear her moaning loudly.

That was fucking it. I took my dick out and began to furiously rub one out. I was hard as a fucking rock and I came in about ten seconds.

The sounds had stopped and when I walked back out she was sound asleep. Hands still on her lower body though.

Deeming it safe enough now I climbed back into bed. Stared at her face, which was stuck on a frown.

I put my head down and sighed. This was probably going to be used many times in my spankbank.

‘Ash…’ she asked suddenly. Voice small. ‘Where were you? I was all alone.’

She had no realization of time. Or what she had just done I assumed.

‘I’m right here little sweet cheeks. Not going anywhere.’ She scooted closer and hugged me again.

Oh boy if she knew she had been this affectionate with me.

I chuckled and kissed the top of her head and fell back into a blissful sleep. Dreaming about her all night.