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I know you're watching ((Candira and Lord Hack))

The man, still changing, seemed to be walking towards her, off the screen, getting closer and closer. Than, suddenly, he was behind her, he was the one giving her the warm, soothing message, and the theater began changing around her.
 
She gasped as she saw real hands on her shoulders, the scenery of the theater changing. What was happening?
 
It was just a dream, but it seemed her body knew something was wrong, as it was acting to anything even the slightest bit odd. The demon decided to let this dream pass more or less uneventfully, and simply continued to message her, trying to get her to relax.
 
After a few more moments she could finally start to relax again. The hands on her shoulders seemed to be doing well.
 
Slowly, the comfortable leather seat she was sitting seemed to transform, becoming flatter and flatter, until it was practically a single matress, the theater around them slowly fading away.
 
The strange feelings she felt as her dream shifted didn't make her want to wake up. This change was much more seamless. "What's going on?" she asked aloud, the chair she'd been in changing into a bed.
 
"Shh." it was a calming, but insistant answer to her question, and if she looked up, she'd see the man of her dreams slowly tapping his fingers to his lips. "You don't need to worry about a thing, just relax."
 
Awed by his sudden appearance, she did as she was told. His hands were soothing, his voice doubly so. And she couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. Distracted by all of this, she simply forgot that she hadn't been on the bed a moment ago. Something about his presence was disarming, and so she let herself just enjoy the moment, the dream progressing as time went by.
 
He leaned down slowly, kissing her forehead in a slightly romantic way. "Just relax." he repeated to her, and suddenly she was completely naked. He leaned down and kissed her again, this time on the neck. "Just relax and lay down, right here, no need to run, no need to be afraid, just enjoy." Slowly, her real body would feel her clothing being gently tugged off, until she was naked in reality as well.
 
She would normally have been afraid. After all, it was a fairly unusual situation to find oneself in, but she went along with it, deciding that it didn't really matter how she'd gotten naked. There was the man of her dreams, literally, kissing her and doing his best to soothe her. Her body relaxed, and while her clothing was tugged away from her in the real world, she merely fell into a much deeper sleep.
 
As she fell deeper and deeper into sleep, he began casting a spell on her, pushing her deeper into sleep, making it harder and harder for her to wake up. And as he did, the demon slowly crawled on top of her body, kissing her neck, as the man in the dream did the same. "You're mine Sophia." he said simply, moving around so he was in front of her, letting go of her, and kissing her slowly on the lips. "Isn't that right?"
 
The words were possessive, but the voice sounded sweet, nonthreatening. "I'm yours," she said softly, "As long as you're mine." She kissed him back and kept him close to her. Sophia couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so wanted or aroused. She wondered if it was a good thing or not.
 
"Good enough for now." he replied simply to her, he would be hers for the moment, but not forever. No. The man slowly started climbing on her, kissing at her left breast slightly, as the demon did the same movement to her real body, then kissed upward, reaching her neck, and biting in, gently at first, than a quick nip, just enough to leave a mark. Slowly, he brought his crotch up against hers, his hard cock pressing against her thighs.
 
She wasn't sure of what to make of his reply, but her thoughts were soon silenced as he kissed breast. She was instantly aroused, and she knew there would be a mark on her neck when he was finished with it. She quivered just a little beneath his body as he pressed against her thighs and she slowly opened herself up to him.
 
Slowly, he moved his hands up from her neck, just the slightest bit of her blood dripping off them, and he moved them to hers, taking them in a slow kiss, sucking at her bottom lip surprisingly gently compared to what he'd done to her neck. He wrapped his arms around her, and let what felt like long claws scratch down her back, even though he'd barely had any nails, and once they reached the middle of her back, he thrust his cock into her.
 
She moaned softly as he kissed her. It was the perfect blend of passion and restraint. She shivered as his nails scratched at her back and groaned as he pushed into her. She hadn't gasped, but his length inside of her was surprising enough to warrant one.
 
He thrust his hips again, burrying his cock a bit deeper inside her, as his nails scratched back up, a groan of his own slowly leaving his lips, as he bit gently at her bottom lip, careful not to pierce her flesh this time.
 
His nails weren't digging into her, but they still felt strange, almost unpleasant as he bit her bottom lip, thrusting into her. She moaned and gasped this time, her body not used to taking quite so much at once. "Mmmmh..." She wished she knew his name as he continued to thrust into her. "So good," she said softly.
 
"Mmm, glad you're enjoying yourself dear." he said, swiviling his hips a bit, than thrusting into her again. "You want to cry out my name, don't you little Sophia? You want to howl it, and scream with pleasure. Go ahead, scream my name, fill pleasure filling your body..." and as he spoke, suddenly, she'd know his name, as though remembering it from somewhere... Lord Kelrock.
 
Sophia pulled him closer, her hands on his back, still exploring him. "Lord Kelrock," she moaned as he continued to pleasure her. As she said his name it only seemed to make the pleasure increase. She closed her eyes and arched against him, her hips slowly starting to find a counter rhythm.
 
"Mmm, yes Sophia, that's it!" he said, feeling her buck her hips against his, and letting out a groan of pleasure. He held her back tighter against him, his nails digging into her back, pulling her against him whenever she bucked against him, then pulling back to thrust into her again.
 
"Ahn! Lord Kelrock!" She moaned, his hips colliding with hers as he pumped into her. It was all the redhead could do to keep up with him, his nails digging into her back. Unconsciously, she returned the favor, her nails dragging across his back, digging in just enough for him to feel pleasure and pain at the same time.
 
He gave a slight groan as he felt her nails digging into him, feeling her body begin to react as he continued to pump into her. She was almost lost in pleasure, the way she was moaning and acting, and her real body was doing the same thing to him outside the dream, though her movements were slower.
 
Her body moved with his as she clung to him. His touch, the way he sounded, the way he tasted when he kissed her--It was too much for her to handle. After a few more moments, she was lost to pleasure. Impassioned cries fled her lips along with his name, and she arched against him, breathing heavily. Still, she continued to move her hips, not wanting to stop until he was satisfied.
 
He felt her climax, and leaned down to kiss her again, sucking on her top lip this time, and still thrusting into her, in and out, in and out, moaning slightly each time, before finally, his seed began shooting into her, but in the dream, and her real body, as the demon gave one last thrust into her, as deep as he could go.
 
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