We were at a new place, bodies touching. I could feel my skin tingling, wanting you. I turned by body into yours and you did not flinch. I longed for you to complete me. Ached. Really ached.
That was a dream I dreamt last night. Yet, it was vividly obvious who you were. And no, it's not that guy. It's you. Have I been subconsciously sexually attracted to you?
Or that I'm just lustful, seeing that I've been asexual for several months?
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