<div class="floatright">(http://content2.latest-hairstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/dark-neutral-brown.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>William Blackmoore<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>June 3rd, 8:40am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sabrina's Estate<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nothing<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sabrina Rivers/ Junki<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content warnings:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Extra information:</strong>None<br/><strong>Feeling:</strong>Like this is all a dream<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Will shifted a little under the blankets of the very comfortable bed he was laying in. He had been having a very real dream about being on a date with Sabrina Rivers. They had gone back to her home to eat their dinner away from everyone else. From there the lovely mermaid had begun to show him around her estate, all the while removing bits of of her clothing as they walked. That was what had tipped the Librarian off that it had all been a dream. There was no way that he of all people would have ended up at the estate of the greatest singer in the city. Let alone have her stripping down as they walked. He got even more proof when they stopped in her kitchen, she gave that oh so welcoming invitation, and he found himself lifting her up onto the countertop. He was going to be sad when it shifted into something else, as most dreams did.<br/><br/>But this one didn't. It kept going. They kissed so hotly, hands exploring each other. She drew him close. Flesh met flesh. Good god did she feel incredible! And still it kept going. Her body lay on the countertop, her moans filling the kitchen as they gave into their desires. And it didn't stop there. That was just the start. After both of them had hit their climax, she caught his lips in another hungry kiss and they started right up again. And it kept going from there. At this rate Will would have been content to stay sleeping for the rest of his life if it meant this dream didn't have to end. He lost track of everything they had done in her kitchen, though they did eventually make into her bedroom. That had to be it. This would be the end of it. They'd both go to sleep and he'd wake up in his bedroom.<br/><br/>Something was wrong though. He knew he was awake, even if his eyes weren't open yet. Yet his bed felt... off. He couldn't recall his bed being this soft. Nor the blankets being so soft either. And his pillow had never been this inviting before. Will sat up with a small bit of alarm, his eyes shooting open. This wasn't his bedroom. He looked around as he tried to get his bearings. This looked exactly like the bedroom from his dream. The one that belonged to Sabrina. But that was a dream! But the more he looked, the more he recognized. No. No. He still had to be dreaming. There was no way that he was in Sabrina River's bedroom! Naked even! He looked down over himself before pinching himself on the arm. But to his surprise he didn't wake up in his bedroom. A small pain shot from the spot one his arm, but he was still very much here. And if he was here, that meant that it hadn't been a dream at all. He had gone home with Sabrina Rivers. Not only that but he had...<br/><br/><strong>"Holy shit..."</strong>He said to himself, looking around the room. Never in his life had he imagined that he'd have ended up in a place like this. Or having done... well... a lot of things with the most beautiful woman in the city. He shook his head, still trying to process the very real fact of everything that had happened between the two of them the previous night. Now he started to hope that the night had been everything she had been hoping for. He shook his head again.<strong>"One thing at a time..."</strong>He said, slowly moving out of the bed. Though as he brought himself to stand his stomach began to rumble. Right. They had never really gotten around to dinner last night. They had just skipped right to dessert. As it were. His stomach rumbled again before two wonderful smells caught his nose. The first was definitely food. The second smelled faintly like the perfume his date had worn the night before.<br/><br/>Surprisingly he found himself nervous to follow the smells. Though a small part of him laughed at the very thought. Why was he nervous? Surely if she had wanted him out, she had ways of getting him out of her home. He took a moment to steady himself before following the wonderful smells towards the kitchen. It did take him a bit to find his way. Sure they had moved from the kitchen to her bedroom last night, but he had been occupied with other things as the time than to remember how to get from point A to point B. Good lord, they had actually had sex last night. More than a few times as well. He still couldn't believe everything that had happened. A small part of him still wondered if he was going to wake up in his bed at his apartment any moment now.<br/><br/>After a few minutes he managed to find the kitchen, making his way slowly into the large room. The smell of hot food made his stomach growl again, but he barely noticed that. Instead his attention was focused on the lovely woman watching the chef cook. She was certainly in a more laid back outfit than what she had worn last night, but he still recognized her. That was definitely Sabrina Rivers. And seeing her standing there just made everything so much more real. He was here. In her home. After having spent a long and wonderful night with her.<strong>SABRINA. RIVERS.</strong>For a moment he forgot how to breathe. It took him another moment to even remember what his name was. But thankfully his stomach reminded him that he was still very hungry, growling again and giving himself something to settle himself with.<br/><br/><strong>"Good... uh... Good morning..."</strong>He said, slowly making his way into the large kitchen.<strong>"I uh... I hope you slept well."</strong>He said, making his way to stand beside his... date? Were they still on a date? She had made her offer through The Spouse Program site. Did she really see him as a potential partner? Was this just a one time thing? "<em>Focus. One thing at a time.</em>" He thought to himself. God he hoped it wasn't just a one time thing. More of last nights events came back to him. And the more that did made him REALLY hope they'd have some more fun in the future. He took up a spot beside her, still trying to put together all of his thoughts.<strong>"I'm sorry... but is this real?"</strong>He asked, his eyes meeting hers.<strong>"Is this really happening? Did we really..."</strong>He cleared his throat as his face turned a faint shade of red.<strong>"I'm not dreaming this, am I?"</strong>