He Sees You When You're Sleeping Novels & Stories

he whispered in my ear. "Time? What are you referring to?" I questioned, turning back to face him. "I'm glad you turned over to look at me. I mean, it is time to go to sleep. You're fatigued and need to sleep well. Shut your eyes while I cradle you to sleep." He spoke into my ears, and as his hands massaged me, I began to drop asleep, with happiness overflowing my heart.

I lay there fighting my sleep taking heavy blinks in between hoping it will keep me up. In between blinks, I start to see a figure moving forward slowly. With every blink, it gets closer and closer. My body can barely react, the exhaustion was too much for me after today. I can feel the presence of someone or something in the room staring at me. My eyes finally close as I fall into a deep sleep.

See you in them. A beautiful smile adorned on the corner of her lips as she drifted into sleep.

I had tried to wake up when I realized there was something warm and heavy on top of me. I blinked and looked down to find Dominic sound asleep. I smile softly, feeling a warmth spread through me as I watch him sleeping peacefully beside me. His chest rises and falls rhythmically, and his features are relaxed in slumber. He looks so handsome, so serene at this moment. He looks so fucking innocent, a complete contrast from the man he is when he's awake.

“And what would that be?” Caelum grins, “Falling asleep with a cock or two inside you. Isn't that your definition of a good nights sleep?” I snarl, turning my gaze away from him. “ When you're done, come down for breakfast.” he says, and with that the door closes.

“You... you told me before that you don't sleep. Was that true?” If I hadn’t been looking at him, I wouldn’t have seen it: something haunted flickered in his eyes, and was gone quickly. But the teasing, amused air around him had vanished. “Yes. It is true.” Then, he paused. His amber eyes softened as though he’d just come to the realization of something profound. His voice was soft with wonder when he confessed, “But I do sleep whenever you are in my arms.” My chest tightened. A massive colony of butterflies erupted in my belly, skyrocketing up against my ribs.

Did I notice something lately? “Yes,” I answered. “Can you share?” she asked. “Uhm… I have a friend.” I said. “Okay.” “Actually, he is my brother’s friend but he and I agreed to be friends.” She was silent, listening. “He never left.” “What do you mean?” she asked. He never left. “From that night… He never misses my side.” I said. Silent… she was listening. “There is a chair in my room. He sits there every night and watches me sleep. He sits there. He is there when I wake up and when I go to sleep. His scent is the way I can tell if I am still stuck in my dream or if I am awake.”

I replied shyly. “I’m not sleepy, I want to watch you sleep.” was what I heard as I closed my eyes to get some sleep.

He asked and mumbled something in his sleep. I smiled and called again. “Yoké.” “Hm?” I heard him jerk awake. “Genesis?” “Yes it’s me…” I said. “What are you doing?” He asked me. He sounded so sleepy. “I came to see you. You were sleeping and didn’t hear me clap so I drew away the curtain.” “Come in.” He told me. I didn’t expect him to say that. “Are you serious?” “Yes. Come here.” “I can’t see anything.”

“Yes, little one... you fucking won.” His warmth surrounds me as sleep tugs at the edges of my consciousness. I close my eyes, too tired to stay awake any longer.