I continued carving symbols into the forty meter long loop of thread for my latest portal, but it was a rote process at this point. So I occupied myself with planning the new Forest Keeper floor, pulling up a fresh model to work with.

It was going to be a cylindrical area one kilometer wide, matching the same claim that they had given me. One hundred and fifty meters tall it would be placed beneath the fortress with a floor directly above it covering the same area to allow for the installation and maintenance of the sunlight enchantments. And there would likely be other uses that it could be put to, an extra floor one kilometer wide would be too useful to waste.

Above that floor I would have a ten meter thick wall to match my fortress walls, made of the same diamond-like super-stone material. The central stairwell that went through the middle of my fortress would extend down to below the Forest Keeper floor in preparation for new floors. It would act as a central supporting pillar, but with the floor at such a width I would have to introduce extra supports. Especially as it would be holding up the rest of my fortress as well.

I made a small pillar in my Pocket Dimension of my preferred building material, the nearly translucent deep blue stone, and proceeded to try to crush it from both sides. I made it one meter wide but I was still shocked at how much compressive force it took before it failed. One tonne, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand.

I kept adding more and more force until the pillar finally catastrophically failed when I got to just short of ninety eight thousand tonnes of force. That was a ridiculous amount of strength. If my entire fortress was made of the stone I would be able to balance it on a single ten meter wide pillar. I put a one meter pillar every one hundred meters in the model for the Forest Keeper floor, which would make it an order of magnitude stronger than it required.

I was admiring the design with the soil filled in when my biological side started dreaming again. And it was about Chantelle again, as well. I was doing my best not to be distracted as my focus was split again, going through the list of things I wanted to achieve. Healing the unhealable druids, setting up a portal with the Arachne, asking Mal'Thorn how I would go about negotiating with the other Keepers.

I was doing a poor job of not being distracted when Chantelle sent me a ping requesting my attention in the main simulated space. I arrived a moment later and Chantelle looked me up and down, studying me.

"What are you doing?" She asked. "You don't look currently involved."

"Ah..." I said. "My biological side is dreaming. About you."

Obviously she could feel it over our connection.

"You can see what you are dreaming?" She asked.

"I can." I said. "I'm actually experiencing it. But I am hooked into the parts of the brain that it is using to dream as well through the Mind Link."

"And you could share it?" She asked.

I could, it would be a simple matter of feeding the inputs from my brain into a simulation. I nodded to her, and set about doing so. The dream snapped up around us. There were candles everywhere around a central bed which was covered in red rose petals. Chantelle was laying back on the bed and I, my dreaming self, had her hands pinned to the headboard. She had her legs wrapped around me as I thrust slowly in and out of her. As Chantelle and I were watching, dream me leaned down and kissed her.

There was a deep primal soundtrack that matched the thrusts, all drums and cellos and pianos, with some electronic and dubstep thrown in. I had no memory of any of the instruments involved until I heard them and tried to identify them.

Chantelle and I, the non-dream versions, were standing to the sides of the dream where the walls were vague. The simulation was read only, so we weren't impacting the dream.

Chantelle bit her lip. "That looks incredibly romantic, sensual, and hot." Chantelle said.

I was already integrating the inputs from the simulation, so I wrote an implementation that would allow first person participation, allowing feedback so what was expected to be felt was actually felt. There wouldn't be any point in using it myself, as I already was experiencing it.

I sent Chantelle an invitation to participate as a passive participant, with the simulation tied to one way external inputs she wouldn't be able to affect it, and she accepted it and merged with the simulation. She would be able to leave the simulation at any time she wanted to. I decided to shift my focus entirely to my biological side by simply speeding my digital side's perception of time, the opposite of how I usually did it, and fell into the dream.

I did become semi-lucid in the dream but I only used it to continue at the same slow pace. Several times dream Chantelle tried to speed things up and drive things to a conclusion, flipping me over to be in control. But it was my dream, and I was easily able to pin her down again each time.

After half an hour the dream faded out as my biological side stopped dreaming. Chantelle sent me another ping, bringing my digital side's perception of time back to normal and back to the main simulation.

As soon as my simulated body appeared in the simulation Chantelle grabbed me and kissed me hard, biting my bottom lip and drawing blood. She waved a hand and then pushed me hard backwards, onto the bed that she had just created. She pounced after me, vanishing her clothes as she landed astride my hips. She waved her hand again, and I felt a tug trying to dismiss my robe and underwear, a moment later I willed them away. She thrust down onto me, taking me in one quick stroke, and then moved her hips in a small circle. After moving slightly forward and then back she froze me in place with yet another wave and began bouncing up and down on me hard and fast.

Her first orgasm hit within ten seconds, but she kept up her pace and had another four before growling at me.

"This isn't any better than the dream simulation." She said. "There is no surge of everything leading to an end. Something is missing."

"It's the simulated bodies." I said. "They gravitate towards the original models and the chemicals in your system don't change overly. You can physically orgasm but you don't get any of the actual effects of it. And our connection sends the feelings of our consciousness, and you're just feeling frustrated."

"Where are you, out there?" She asked.

"In bed next to the Mind Links." I said.

She disappeared from the simulation and a bit less than fifteen seconds later she was shaking my biological side awake. She was panting and out of breath, having sprinted up forty five meters of stairs. She leaned forward to push me back down on the bed and I reached up to pull her close, kissing her.

She kissed me back for a second before breaking it off, pushing against me and gasping for breath. I pushed myself up off of the bed so that we were both standing. I took her hands and raised them above her head. Grabbing the hem of her dress I pulled it up and over her head.

Her breastband came off next as I unwrapped it with quick smooth gestures. I stroked my hands down her neck and rested them on her breasts, gently pushing her onto the bed, stroking her nipples as she fell back causing a sharp spike of lust. Her knickers were the last to go, and I dragged my capped nails down the outside of her thighs and calves as I took them off.

She was breathing more calmly now, even holding her breath a few times. I stripped my robe and underwear off and leaned forwards to trace my fingers up her inner thigh on one side and down the other. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up to lay full length against her, my chest against her breasts and my erection along her thigh.

She kissed me deeply, our tongues dancing, and wrapped her legs around my hips and rolled on top of me. She reached down and guided my erection into her, pressing back harder until she suddenly opened up enough and took half of me at once. She gasped and bit her lip and there was a wave of hot desire from the almost pain of her stretching. She lifted up and then lowered herself back down, a bit more of my length inside her. Three more times and she had me completely within her.

She took a few moments to adjust to the feeling and then leaned forward and kissed me, lifting up until I was just inside her. She leaned back and closed her eyes, holding herself above me and teasing herself with her building anticipation. I put my hands around her hips and her eyes flashed open, looking into mine.

I pulled her down as I thrust up into her almost causing her to orgasm. I lifted her up and slammed her back down onto me. She grabbed my hands and raised them to her breasts, taking over the pace. She was picking up speed, going harder and faster, and when I tweaked her nipples she slammed down onto me and exploded into an orgasm which triggered my orgasm. Which amped up her orgasm, which fed into my orgasm. Thirty seconds later we both passed out from the mind-blowing orgasms that wouldn't stop.

A moment later I got a ping from Chantelle and joined her in the main simulation.

"That was more like it." She said.

She hugged me tightly and I hugged her back. We stayed that way for a few minutes, just enjoying the closeness of each other, even if it was only digital.