Elena reacted to his touch in the dream with her form in the real world, trembling against Stefan's body and letting out sleepy little whimpers of pleasure at his teasing. She was startlingly wet where her pussy was pressed to his hip with her leg thrown over him, but she didn't wake, just continued to shiver with pleasure, absently holding tight to her lover like he might go somewhere.
"Oh my god!" The girl pressed forward into the grass with the penetration of his finger. It felt amazing! Better than she had expected--well, she didn't really know what she had been expecting, but the only thing this could compare to was real life, a dream could never beat reality. She moaned, arching her back and thrusting back against him with a quick, shallow rhythm, desperate to have so much more. She wanted to be filled up and this just wasn't doing it for her. "Stefan...I want...you..." The young vampire shot him a pout, clenching around his finger and holding herself still for a moment, her hand falling away from her center to the grass, gripping the long blades and tugging with her frustration.