Cross was back in bed with Daine; he held on to her a little too tightly than usual; he was scared to shut his eyes, the queer men he saw from the earlier dream might come back to put him through the episode he had managed to escape from. He drifted in and out of sleep, reminding himself every time he realised he was sleeping off to stay awake and keep a vigil; something was lurking out there, beyond his dreams; it was like he was being beckoned to another world. Something else that made Cross dread the night the more, was the fact that he was hearing all sorts of sounds he had never heard before; he could see everything like his eyes were binoculars; his mind had to be playing games he thought, shutting his eyes forcefully, and finally allowing himself to drift asleep. He had another dream, but this time it was a gentle one, although still weird, at least no one was pursuing him frantically; this time he was being led deep into the woods; he could only feel a presence that seemed like a kins person, lovingly telling him to come join them, pointing deep into the woods; it was pitch black, it seemed like the end of the world, yet the presence that led Cross was so soothing to the extent that he could willingly follow the lead, actually eager to find out where he was being led to; the journey seemed to take forever, Cross going deeper and deeper into the woods until the presence suddenly left him, fast like lightening, it disconnected from Cross; the dread he felt during the first dream soon came back, causing him to jolt back awake, this time Daine was sleeping still. He kissed the back of her neck, the scent of her perfume more vivid than he had ever perceived it; she turned around, her nose brushing against his because of how close he leaned into her out of fear; she kissed his nose; it was cold, remarkably cold, she had to ask him if he was okay; Cross nodded, fighting the urge to utter a word to her, he was afraid of how his voice would sound, considering he just got out of what seemed like the continuation of the first dream he had. Daine kissed him; flickering her tongue gently inside his mouth, she kissed him passionately, waiting for him to return the kiss; he was scared to make any moves, he didn’t know what to expect and he sure didn’t want Daine noticing anything unusual.

‘Why are you not kissing me back?’ Daine asked, looking into his eyes with amazement; she knew how much Cross loved kissing her; she would always back out from his kisses she considered too much too often; now she was kissing him and he won’t budge?

‘Cross, is everything alright? Did I do something wrong?’ she asked, looking worried; Cross kissed her back, gently going at it, finding out along the line if anything weird would happen, he gently increased intensity when everything stayed normal, leaning into Daine, and kissing her with the passion that she recognised. He stopped suddenly, moving away from her with speed, turning his back on her like something was wrong; his new x-ray vision caused him to literally see inside her body, her nerves, her arteries and blood vessels, he could see her insides; he could smell her pussy getting wet;

‘Babe, I’m sorry, I’m not in the mood right now’ he said, turning back to cup her face in his hands; Daine was already too hot to listen to the gibberish Cross was saying; maybe it was because she hadn’t gone down on him yet, she thought, pulling down his pyjamas to expose his cock; she was surprised to see that he was very stiff, yet he was backing away; something was indeed wrong, but she couldn’t place a finger around it, and honestly she wasn’t interested in that at the moment, she wanted him. She circled her tongue round his cock, playfully making an O around his shaft before mouthing the full stick like a sausage; Cross closed his eyes, intensity building up fast inside him, he looked down at her with devilish eyes, he was getting in the mood to devour her; devour her cunt only, hopefully, he could tell something had altered within him, and devouring was going to mean more than sex. He pulled her back up to his lips by her hair, kissing her intensely and taking off her night dress, making her sit on his hard cock, he controlled her waist on him, making her pleasure him to the fullest; Daine moaned untop of her voice while riding him, he felt different, he had more confidence than usual; he had never made her sit on him like that, he usually did the riding, always in a hurry to please her; she had always had the upper hand in their relationship, but right now she could feel the shift, it was obvious there was no hiding place; Daine had never had to submit to him like this, he wasn’t doing much, just making her ride him, hands on her waist, yet she could feel his dominance, what would happen if he took the driver’s seat; as if he could hear her thoughts, or maybe he actually did hear her thoughts, he held her and made her lie down, his cock still inside her, he raised her legs all the way back till her knees got to her face; he placed both palms flat on the bed, each beside both of her ears and adjusted himself deep inside her, leaning into her and spreading his legs, he pinned his cock in and out of her cunt, precisely; he had never been so sure of himself while banging her before, tonight was different. Daine moaned and sang melodies of delight in Cross’ ears, hugging him around his neck as if he was trying to run away, she spread her legs as wide as she could, inviting him deeper and deeper inside her, until she gave into his thrusts, shuddering and climaxing her wetness on his stiff cock.