Later that night

Steven awoke in the middle of the night and was, for a moment, confused about who the naked figure lying in bed next to him was. The moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating Chloe’s sleeping form. He stared at the eighteen year old as her chest rose and fell. He couldn’t help himself. One of his hands reached over and gently began teasing her nipple. She let out a soft “mmm” and rolled onto her back, giving him better access.

His hand snaked down her body, teasing her stomach with his fingertips to find his way between her outer lips. She was still wet, or perhaps newly wet if she was having pleasurable dreams. He found her clit and began to tease her softly. Circling the nub, he felt her begin to squirm softly. He slowed down, not entirely sure he wanted her awake. Her breath began to come more heavily. He slid his fingers down, finding her entrance and pushing one into her folds.

Chloe moaned in her sleep and her eyes started to flutter open. Steven had a decision to make. He realized he hadn’t woken her from her trance, so she might still be under. He could command her to stay asleep if he wanted.