Enduring Love

Disclaimer: I do not own Dreamscape, Nemeses does. This is written without profit.

Notes: This takes place in an alternate version of Dromen, in which the Big Guy never shows up.

Eerzuchtig was staying the night with Verra. She often did. Verra was lonely since her parents were never around, and Eerzuchtig was lonely at nights, when her other friends weren't with her, since her parents didn't like her very much.

The girls were cuddling as usual. It was widely misinterpreted to be something sexual for them, but it was mostly for the comfort Eerie and Verra gave each other. Of course, the actual pleasure they got from touching certainly didn't hurt anything.

Tonight, though, it was different. Verra was kissing Eerie's neck and mouth, and though the younger girl wasn't complaining, she was very unaccustomed to what she was getting. When Verra took her clothes off, sliding down a skimpy dress to reveal a body that would give anyone but Eerie a strong case of jealously, Eerie barely noticed. It wasn't terribly common for them to do so, but neither had even the slightest shyness with the other. When Verra touched between Eerie's thighs and whispered, "Let's make this our first time," into the raven-haired girl's ear, Eerie was stunned.

"What?" was all she could ask. Verra purred and kissed her again, gently but firmly pushing Eerie onto her back and running her hands down the other's body.

"Well, we've been a couple for, like, ever," Verra said poutily. "I've had you naked in my bed a trillion times, but we never go past second base. I love you, and I know you love me. So let's make love." Eerzuchtig instantly realized two things: that she had seriously misunderstood what Verra thought of their friendship, and that rejecting the blonde, naked beauty in front of her would seriously damage that friendship.