Nick's declared the winner of the match, people are chanting his name and shouting and he's pulling me up...into the ring. He's glistening with sweat, his back is damp, his hair wet. I feel the ropes digging into my back as he presses me into them, kissing me hard. I can feel that his adrenaline is pumping and he's fired up, so am I. Fuck, I want him so badly, right here in the middle of the ring with everyone watching...

...I open my eyes slowly, and blink a couple of times. "Hey," I say my voice raspy, "I was having a hot dream about you..." And apparently he noticed that, I groan softly. "Wouldn't mind continuing it for real now I'm awake..."