“Christopher, is it you? Is it really you?” I stretched out my hand and stroked his face. Carefully, I caressed his cheek little by little, following the contours of that familiar facial features.
“This dream is so real that I can feel your tears.”
I fell into Christopher’s arms and nuzzled against him with my cheek. There were stubble on his chin, so it was quite prickly against my skin. I then whispered, “Don’t cry. You see, I finally dreamed about you, so you should be happy. If you cry, it will make me cry too. The doctor said that my gauze will be removed in the next few days, so I mustn’t cry. Can you smile? Christopher, you look the most dashing when you smile.”
Christopher was in tears, but he still smiled at me, with tears welling in his eyes. Seeing that they were about to fall, I lifted my head and kissed the tears from the corner of his eyes. They say that men do not cry, but my man was crying for me.
“Chris, I miss you so much. Really, I do. I have never stopped thinking about you for even one second.” My lips went over his eyebrows and his nose and finally stopped at his lips. I lingered there for a second, and my tongue pressed against his lips to part them slowly.
He did not move but just let me kiss him. The man only watched me ever so intently as if he could not see enough of me. I thought this had to be a dream. After all, Christopher had never let me kiss him without reciprocating.
“Chris, please kiss me. I want you to kiss me,” I whined at him. To me, it was all just a dream, so I naturally did not take it seriously. However, he cupped my face in his hands, and a tear rolled down.
It really broke my heart. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you sad. Are you angry that I left? I really didn’t know what else to do. I had a nightmare just now. I dreamt that you were in my arms, and your life was slowly draining away. I felt so hopeless and upset. It was as if the sorrow of the whole world was drowning me. Chris, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry… mmm—”
Perhaps I said “sorry” one too many times. Because all of a sudden, he moved toward me and locked my lips with his in a kiss that was passionate like before. His tongue entered my mouth and explored even the gaps between my teeth.
I was dizzy from his kiss, and my head was swimming. Perhaps I was drunk; otherwise, I would not be dreaming about Christopher. Then, I started to undress him and lay on top of him.
“Chris, please hug me. I want you to hug me even if it is just a dream. It’s good that I dreamed about you. It’s all worth it. Hearing your voice was more than I could ask for.”
Nonetheless, Christopher did not speak but just let me unbutton his clothes. After I had done unbuttoning his clothes, I felt for the zipper on my own dress, but it was not to be found. These clothes were prepared for me by Jenny, so I did not even know what kind of clothes I was wearing. After fumbling for a good minute without success, I pouted and looked at Christopher.
“Chris, please help me. Why are you so dull in this dream? Usually, you’re so quick to react. C’mon, hold me.” I wanted to indulge myself so that even if it were not real, at least, it was a beautiful dream.
Upon that, Christopher’s hand moved from my face downward gradually and lingered on my collarbones. His fingers traced my collarbones gently, moving in circles, and finally, sliding them into my clothes, instantly sending electric waves through my body.
I licked my lips and looked at him with desire.
