Nicole

Jordan dreamed. He was in the forest of dream catchers. He liked it here, but it was time to enjoy life. He was instructed to do so by the woman who gifted him this power, and Jordan was a man who was good at following instructions. He sat in the forest of dream catchers - _his _forest - and he decided who's dream he would invade first. His life was so up tight, so strict, so bound by morals. He wanted to let it all go. And so he would.

He focused his dream-consciousness until the forest became a blurry mess of colors. The colors streaked and bled and grew darker, until there was nothing but black. Jordan felt immediate rushing wind on his face, and then calm, and then - he was in a pub. It was the pub that Nicole worked at. And there she was. She was being yelled at by a drunk patron. Apparently she'd gotten his drink wrong. Jordan didn't enjoy seeing her so upset, so he simply removed the disgruntled customer from the dream entirely. In his place, Jordan approached the bar and sat down.

"Oh, Jordan! I'm so glad you're here, I just had the biggest asshole in here. It was terrible. Hang on, I'll fetch you a drink."

Jordan was absolutely set on having sex with her. He knew he could just shape the dream into one of passion, but he held back. This was a dream. He could do anything here! Even more important, is that what’s done in this dream could have consequences once it’s over. How would she react after waking up from a bad dream involving him? Perhaps sex right away was a bad idea. He wanted to come up with something clever...

“Here you go! This is the house special, everyone likes it. On me!”

“Thanks!” Jordan picked up the glass and held it for a moment. He had already tried his hand at a basic dream manipulation by removing the rude patron. It was time to try something more intimate. He raised the glass up to his face, and then, very gently, pressed it against his lips. The moment his lips touched the glass, Nicole jumped. Probably due to the fact that she could feel the sensation of lips kissing both of her nipples.

As Jordan enjoyed the house special, he worked his tongue on the rim of the glass. Nicole was absolutely mystified at the feeling of being orally stimulated by invisible lips, and adding a ghost-tongue to the mix caused a slight moan to escape her lips. Hearing this, Jordan put down the glass.

“Are you alright? This drink is great by the way.”

“Oh yes, I’m fine! I’ve just been working too much I think. I’m glad you like the drink.”

Jordan watched her as he picked up the glass for another sip. She watched back in anticipation. He enjoyed the drink, as he enjoyed her. She must have enjoyed it too, because when he put the drink down she was breathing noticeably heavier.

“Would you like to have a drink with me? I think your shift is over.” Her shift was over now that Jordan had spoken that reality into existence.

“I would love to!”

They were sitting in a restaurant now, the same one they had just met at during the day. No one else was in the restaurant, but they both had house specials sitting in front of them, filled to the top. Nicole didn’t seem notice the change; The fact that they were having a drink together now must have been enough logic necessary to satisfy her dream consciousness. A dream is such a blurry, fuzzy, _bendable _thing.

“It’s great to catch up with you Nicole. I miss the days when we used to get into trouble at the mall with the gang every weekend.”

“Yeah I miss it too, but it is great to see you!”

Time for the next trick.

“I enjoy spending time with you Nicole.”

“I- Yes, Jordan.”

She paused, a confused look slowly taking over her expression. Oh how Jordan loved the concept of conditioning. This is the plan he devised, to implant these triggers into his friend. As long as she at least remembers the triggers once she’s awake, this could be considered a success.

“Are you alright? Don’t you like spending time with me too Nicole?”

“Y-Yes Jordan.”

“Good, I’m so glad. This is so nice.”

Jordan took a sip of his drink, once again influencing Nicole’s nipples with his mouth remotely.