Damita had full color dreams ever since she could remember, be they good or bad. Her nightly-thoughts centered around what had happened to her, her stress levels, etc. She knew that if something bad had happened, a nightmare wasn’t far behind; although they were few and far between. The feeling of his fingers sliding over her stomach was pleasant and soothing, helping her mind focus on him instead of the nightmare.<br/><br/>Her heart seemed to leap into her throat as she pressed her body against his, feeling his arousal against his thigh; it seemed to be a daily thing when males woke up, or at least, her male. His question made her laugh quietly, Damita turning her head to softly brush a kiss over his cheek. “Mmhmm, go back to sleep.”<br/>