He continued, his voice still breathy.

“I admit, sometimes I've been homesick, but never when you're here. What I long for is to be with you

Sera, to see and know every bit of you. I've only lasted this Long here because of your support, where I end up going doesn't matter when I know I'll feel empty if you're not there. I'd like to go wherever you end up going, if it means you would let me love you.”

He wondered about how silly he must have sounded, mumbling this confession in his sleep, but it was the first time he'd been able to put his feelings for her into words like that, and if he had remained silent he would never have forgiven himself. As good as what they had felt it also felt incomplete, emotionally and physically. He wanted to know who this goddess was, where she came from, why she had fallen for a lowly shoemaker like him.

Yet her voice seemed skeptical.

“Could you really devote yourself to a future with someone you barely know?"

Her words stung, true there was a great deal he didn't know about her, but all the same he still knew her didn't he? He knew she had a cheerful, even silly, personality when she wasn't in a seductive mood.

She enjoyed watching the stars at night, and sunbathing during the day.

She was a very forward person when it came to showing her opinions as well as her affections, and while at first she gave the impression of being rather carefree it was easy to see she was in fact very intelligent. On another note, while she had not directly had sex with him the amount she seemed to pleasure herself (judging by sounds she tended to make) while pleasuring him indicated a very high libido, though that was common to most all mamono. Lastly, she had a surprisingly strong temper, if the fierce tone she often took in reaction to his treatment by the villagers was any indication. But where she came from, just who and what she was, that was all still a mystery.

He steeled his courage again.

“I know enough. I know you're not human... and I don't care. I don't care what you are, to me you're the only one I've ever been able to share my heart with since my parents died. That's more than a lot of human couples have. I refuse to believe that all the things I feel for you are just lies and hormones. I want you, all of you. That's why I can't stand you hiding from me. I want to truly make love with you Serafina, I want us to be more than these dream trysts!"

The sensations now grew around his upper body and in turn his vision of her in the dream moved forward and embraced him, holding him for short while. He heard a relieved, pleasured sigh and felt the tingles from her breath on his ear.

"I was really hoping you would say something like that. I didn't want to force you to go further, but my patience was just about up. I want to be with you forever, I want to mate with you and sate myself in you again and again. I don't think I can hold myself back much Longer," she said with lustful breaths.

Van was overjoyed, and more than a little turned-on, at Serafina's admission to wanting him so much.

“Really? Then please, can you let me wake up? I'll- ahhn-gah!"

A sudden burst of arousal in his groin stifled his words with a frustrated groan. He imagined Serafina was wearing a thoroughly pleased grin as she fondled the genitals of his sleeping body. It made him desire all the more to awake and see her, but he found it hard to even think when she was touching him like that.

“Hush now my pet," she said, using one of the endearments she often brought out when seducing him.

“Don't ask questions now, but answer mine. I love you. I want you. I want to make you mine and mine alone.

But are you willing to let go of everything to have me, to accept whatever you find? Are you prepared if... if I turn out to not be what you hoped. ..?"

He could hear the worry, even fear in her tone, and the dream woman before him changed her face to match the expression he imagined the real her was now wearing.