She wasn’t told what his nightmares were about, but she always worried about him. Hugging him tightly she knew he had a nightmare again. ‘Was it t...e same one as always?’ she asked sadly. Jace nodded in response then said quietly ‘It’s alright though, it’s just a dream, right?’ She nodded her head then kissed him on the cheek, causing him to blush slightly and smile. ‘Now, let’s get you dressed and ready for another day at the academy.’ She said with her usual cheery tone and a forced happy. I decided to see what SHE was prepared to do. She stared her period and I whispered “I am horny darling. Play with my cock”. I thought she would say something like “don’t be disgusting” but she grabbed my cock and started to jerk me off. I gave a groan and had a delightful orgasm. “Oh yes baby” I said, sort of mimicking those videos. She looked at me “did you enjoy that honey” she asked. I said it was fantastic. She did the same thing the next two nights. My mind was racing. What else was she. I kept up my struggles, fighting against whatever was trying to drag me back into a deep sleep. I couldn't -wouldn't- go back under where the deep, aching emptiness awaited."Let me go!" I ground out through an aching throat, giving a final mental shove against what had to be a heavy sleeping charm, shattering the spell and opening my eyes."Easy, Ramirez." Marcus was sitting on one side of my bed, one strong hand on my shoulder, pinning me down. I fought it for all of five seconds before I. They made fast time because the horses were well-rested and Rowena was anxious to start her new campaign of guerilla warfare against the taxmen of the district and return the tax money to the common folk to help them live their lives in a way that spoke of freedom and liberty and not a live of slavery under a master with little regard for their personal safety or meeting the needs of their self-actualization above the limitations of mere survival. She rode the horse gingerly because her seat.