C13 Dreaming

I dreamed that there was a hand kneading my left breast. A pair of lips was kissing the right side of my neck. When, all of a sudden, I woke up in the darkness and sat up.

"It's me," I heard Bram say.

I sighed and dangled my feet from the bed. Then I massaged my head, "Where are we?"

"Aunt Calla's guest room," Bram answered. I felt his chest on my back