Story Notes:
Okay... so, I have no idea where this story came from, it literally wrote itself in about 2 days...
It was a PWP but then a tiny but of plot snuck in, it's not elaborated on in this story but I may use the 'plot' for later story/ies.
Marie yawned as she slid her bookmark into place, quietly closing her book she deposited it onto her bedside table before snapping her lamp off. With another yawn she rolled over, eyes closed, and snuggled into her pillow.

She loved having her own room, she didn't enjoy the process of getting it - sleep walking roommates were no fun when your skin could kill with a touch - but she was glad to have it, she could sleep easy knowing she was alone, she couldn't hurt anyone in her sleep.

Except.

She wasn't alone.

The dark eyes of her intruder watched her shift, and sigh, as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Biding his time before he made his move.
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