Celeste stirred out of her sleep, her eyes immediately finding Zillon who kept grunting beside her. Sweat covered his face and his body kept twisting and turning as if he was in deep torment.
She sat up on the bed, rubbing her eyes with one hand and shaking him with the other. "Zillon..." She called, but Zillon neither opened his eyes or answered.
She shook him harder, worry in her gaze. "Zillon...Zillon...?"
It took quite some time, but in half a minute or so, he jumped out of his sleep, looking around as if he wasnt sure where he was. His shirt was soaked, each breath he took heavy and even as his eye darted over to her, he still seemed disoriented. "Celeste...?"
"You were grunting in your sleep, you kep-"
"It's okay, come here, Kitten..." He opened up his arms, but Celeste didn't m
