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    Olson was dreaming. Dreaming of him. Only, he didn’t know the dream was about Stebbins, not at first. Because it didn’t begin like most wet dreams, it started off as a nightmare.

    Someone had broken into his house, swiftly stolen away from the pouring rain outside, but Olson didn’t see his face at first. Not until he was cornered, and a wooden stake was driven into his heart.

    Being stabbed was a surprisingly intimate experience for Olson. The heart— an organ of love, which one would normally be hesitant to give away— penetrated by an object of violence.

    If Hank Olson were a poet, he’d have a field day with that one.

    Too bad Olson wasn’t a poet. But he was horny, which is why the dream didn’t stop there.

    [or, Olson has a really weird wet dream about Stebbins that may or may not have been some sort of prophecy. and Stebbins may or may not be a vampire]

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