That night, Vex felt strangely woozy, despite not having imbibed all that much alcohol. He shrugged off his clothes and forced himself into the shower, rinsing off the smells of the party. The suds of his body-wash ran down his tail in an avalanche of snowy bubbles across glittering onyx scales.

He didn’t even remember drying himself when he finally collapsed into the inviting softness of his emperor-sized bed, the sheets were crisp and cool.

There was a slight breeze across Vex’s exposed back, he shivered, lifting himself up to go and close the window when he faltered. His bedroom had seemingly dissolved away, instead replaced by some sort of rocky cave, the walls of which were coated in a faint turquoise shimmer.

Vex could tell he was in a dream, there was a muted fuzz around the edges of his vision, however the realistic sensations of the lapping water over his feet and the ocean winds filtering through the cave almost made him pause.

The summer zephyr seemed to hum a hypnotising melody as Vex took a step forwards, the ocean was warm, strangely so and soon it enveloped him up to his hips in a smothering but not unwelcome embrace.

Vex let out a low exhalation as he felt an equal heat pooling in his gut. Ah, so it was that type of dream. He smiled lazily, relaxing his guard as he waded further into the water, enjoying the slight swell of the waves as they caressed his already hard cock.

Vex grinned as he felt delicate but strong tendrils of seaweed wrapping around his thighs, kissing the skin with their smooth fronds.

He recalled that Kane had shared a small scoop of his latest demon dust concoction towards the middle of the party, Vex hadn’t thought much of it at the time but this must be the effects now. He would have to remember to thank Kane in the morning and ask him for the name of his new supplier of ingredients.

The cave grew more fuzzy as Vex allowed himself to sink into the pleasure of the dream. He looked down to hazily see his cock thrusting out of the water now, standing to eager attention, dark and turgid with blood. A vein ran down the side, decorated with droplets of azure water as Vex took himself in hand, hissing at the sensitivity and causing the water to splash and spray himself.

“Hello?”

Vex paused, looking around himself to see with surprise that there was another figure in the cave, he couldn’t quite make them out. There was a flash of blue and a slender, dark skinned body.

“W-Where…” the stranger trailed off as Vex took a step towards them. He had hopefully wondered if the dust might obligingly conjure someone else in this dream, playtime was always more fun with others.

Vex gasped lightly as he finally reached out to touch the other person’s bare chest, they felt so damn real, it was uncanny.

“Kane could make a fortune off of this stuff,” Vex laughed, feeling ridiculously pleased as the stranger shivered under his touch.

“Oh…I’m dreaming…” the stranger murmured, taking a tentative step back. Vex frowned, following his target until the other body let out a noise of surprise.

Vex stopped, looking down he could just make out that the long, slippery vines of the seaweed had coiled themselves around the stranger’s legs, probing tendrils edging to the creases of his thighs and beautifully framing a semi-erect cock, already pearling with precome.

“That’s more like it,” Vex whispered, satisfied. He stood back and watched in approval as the stranger gasped and twitched as the seaweed traversed further up his lithe body, wet tongues of leaf lathing across painfully pert dark nipples and binding themselves around his wrists.

“I – I” the figure stammered, groaning as the seaweed tightened, forcing him down into the shallow water before spreading his legs for Vex’s delighted viewing pleasure. “Oh god, it’s never been like this before,” the stranger garbled, tipping his head back and moaning, the column of his throat convulsing and gulping as trickles of salty water ran down his coffee skin.

“Oh?” Vex smirked. “What’s it usually like?”

“I’m normally alone,” the stranger coughed, as if startled by Vex talking. “I – I never thought I’d want to be watched and…oh!” the stranger let out a strangled noise, thrusting up his hips and causing Vex’s eyes to widen in shock.

There, cushioned between his ass cheeks was the stranger’s dark furled hole, twitching wildly as the tendril of one of the plants circled it teasingly, dripping with some sort of shining secretion.

“It’s never felt this real!” the stranger panted, desperately struggling to inch his hips from side to side as if wantonly encouraging the tendril to sink into its inevitable goal.

Suddenly, Vex was overcome with a mad rush of jealousy for an imaginary aquatic plant. He barked a laugh at himself before deciding to become a more active participant in his own dream. Vex lowered himself down, arching over the strung out, exposed body of the trembling man beneath him.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Vex whispered into the shell of the stranger’s ear, a dazzling blue colour obscured his vision for a moment before the image became hazy and blurred again.

“Y-Yes, but please,” the stranger moaned as the kelp wrapped tighter around his thighs, edging them even further apart. The man’s erect cock pressed into Vex’s stomach, the tip smearing him stickily with a wet heat.

After letting out a shuddering moan the stranger tried to reach up again, achieving the same effect but Vex dodged him, laughing nastily as the stranger whimpered and flailed only to be pinned tighter by the kelp. His back was shuffled up against the edge of the cave but the surface thankfully seemed to be covered in a soft, cushioned moss.

“I think you need more that these little weeds, don’t you?” Vex rasped teasingly, stroking down the stranger’s chest and purposefully avoiding his cock. Instead, Vex palmed the underside of the stranger’s ass cheeks, hoisting him up again.

The stranger grunted, tipping back as Vex attempted not to let out an embarrassing sound at what he saw. One of the kelp tendrils had already started to push inside the stranger’s small hole, its turgid stem throbbing and growing in size as if swallowing up seawater so as to better stretch him open.

“Holy fuck,” Vex muttered, sweat dripping across his face and stinging his eyes. He knew he enjoyed some kinky shit but he hadn’t realised quite what his mind would conjure up with the aid of Kane’s demon dust. “Look at you.”

The stranger mewled pitifully as the kelp relinquished its slimy grip on his wrists, allowing him to lurch up and paw at Vex’s shoulders.

“Look at you being fucked,” Vex murmured in wonder.   

“Is – is that you?” the stranger asked unsurely, hiccoughing towards the end of the sentence.

“You can’t tell the difference between me and a plant?” Vex laughed dismissively, but paused when the dream seemed to focus, allowing Vex to see confused wide eyes and a distinctly embarrassed flush visible even on dark cheeks.

“I – I don’t know,” the stranger half sobbed. “It’s a dream isn’t it?”

Vex felt a strange stab of emotion in his chest, this partner seemed so different to any of his other dreams. There was a vulnerability about the way they were whimpering, writhing – even in pleasure, as if they almost truly had a mind of their own.

Vex held back on the snarky retort he had been going to make, instead finding himself reaching up to thread his fingers through strikingly blue locks. “Would you like it to be me?” he asked, low and soft. Too soft, it made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, had it even been his own voice?

“Yes…” the other man hissed, his voice tinged with pure want. Vex found himself relaxing again, the uncomfortably intimate moment dissipated in place of carnal hunger and the pursuit of relief.

A moment later Vex found himself hoisting the stranger up, large hands placed around the grooves of his rib cage before carefully lining himself up. The seaweed had dissipated, retracting back into the steaming ripples of warm water, leaving the stranger’s hole open and gaping, ripe for the taking.

Vex held his breath as he pushed in, still so tight despite the preparation. Hands scrabbled for purchase around his broad shoulders, a breathy voice mewling by his ear. Underneath his own touch, the stranger’s chest heaved before flinching, following the spasms of his grinding hips.

“Stop, or I won’t be able to go slowly,” Vex chided before his blinked open his eyes. Why did he need to go slowly? This was a dream after all – what on earth was he worried about? There was another jerky rotation of hips as the stranger let out a pleasured gasp before Vex shed his inhibitions with a guttural growl.

He held the writhing body in his arms plastered to his chest, sweat and sea water lubricating the heated press as Vex began to rhythmically thrust upwards.

Gasps and the splashes of water punctuated the otherwise stagnant silence of the cave. Vex grunted in pleasure, willing this dream to last as long as possible as his dream partner let out a stuttered cry, bouncing up and down on Vex’s strong thighs.

Vex normally tried to keep some distance from his bed mates, even during sex but right now he held the other man tighter still, inhaling deeply as he pushed his face into azure hair fragranced with salt and other marine aromas.

“Gonna come,” Vex snarled, starting to lose control as he pounded into the willing body above him. A particularly vicious scream alerted him to the pleasure of his partner, along with a sticky wet heat splashed across Vex’s chest like a brand.

Vex roared, burying himself possessively into the now exhausted and lax body in his lap before he too came, continuing to thrust, eagerly at first then weakly and oversensitive, a dichotomy of pleasure and pain.

The cave started to drip, literally, huge chunks of rock and moss became detached from the walls and formed into gelatinous drips across Vex’s vision.

“Wait-“ Vex gasped, struggling to hold onto the other man who was also dissipating as if drawn backwards into the fabric of the dream. “No, wait!”

Vex let out a shout as he jack-knifed up in his bed, his silken covers were pooled erratically by his feet and his entire body was drenched in sweat.

He panted and shuddered, his chest convulsing for a moment before he grabbed the alarm clock from the dresser. It was six a.m. already.

“Holy shit,” Vex croaked, his voice hoarse and rough. He hauled himself out of bed and into the shower, nearly slipping on the imported marble tiles.

“What the fuck?” Vex frowned as he went to sluice water down his chest and found remnants of something flaky and translucent, it looked like dried come and he had somehow managed to ejaculate nearly all the way up to his throat.

Vex laughed at himself, shaking his head and pressing his cheek against the cool shower wall, he hadn’t had a wet dream in so long.

“Holy shit,” Vex repeated, a lazy, satisfied smile inching across his face. He needed to get some more of that powder.