I normally hate waking up to a series of "you're awake! no not really, but you are now! no wait..." because it leaves me feeling disoriented, tired, and annoyed. but this morning, the Loki-in-my-head used the time to reaffirm that ye is my dog. eheh.
mildly lewd
again normally, sexy dreams are frustrating for me--they're never satisfying, just endlessly frustrating, and when I wake up it's not any better. I don't know why, but I've never been able to finish myself off when I first wake up. this morning wasn't different on that score, but it wasn't as aggravating for whatever reason, despite a long series of "you woke up, and now somebody else is walking in on you/looking in the window!" dream-bits.
mildly lewd
I woke up, finished the dream-scenario as it were, and despite not having a physical climax, was quite satisfied with the results. my head-Loki wears a collar, just for me. I once told yir "you know, there's a name for a wolf that wears a collar--a dog." and ye just did that lazy, arrogant smile at me. wolf in the streets, my dog in the sheets... heh.
