“I love these muscles.” Coco ran a finger along Jaune’s arm as he carried her. She felt real and as her body wrapped around him, he could feel ever bounce and gentle caress.
“Would it surprise you I didn’t always have these?” Jaune asked with a grin. “I was a scrawny weakling, but guess who trained and got buffed.”
“Hmm, you do remind me of someone.” Coco blinked and Jaune got worried she might break free from the dreamstone power. It was supposed to be subliminal, not hammer in his opinions. Shit, these was complicated. He had to do something.
“Well, if you ever see me, just ask me out and I’ll help you with whatever you need.” Jaune laughed. “Maybe I’ll carry your bags. After all, a beautiful lady like you shouldn’t have to struggle.”
“Hah, most of my friends hate carrying my bags.” Coco laughed.
“Hmm, maybe if you give me a kiss, I might be more willing.” Jaune replied.
“That can be arranged.” Coco leaned up and planted a kiss on his lips. It felt so real he forgot he was in a dream for a moment. Though it was really a dream in more ways then one. He tasted her in his mouth as they locked lips. Coco let go and grinned at him. “How was that?”
“You should give me more of those.” Jaune swooned.
“Anything for you hunk.” Coco winked.
Jaune decided that was enough and bailed from the dream, waking up in his own bed, panting. His hand went below his sheets. One thought crossed through his head before going back to sleep until the next morning.
How long before she’s willing to do all that with me in real life?
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