Story: a modest girl in a black dress covers the genitals of a naked Morpheus with her gentle hand, Morpheus liked her gentle touches and he said cover up further

In a dimly lit dreamscape, a modest girl adorned in a simple black dress found herself standing before Morpheus, the enigmatic god of dreams. His ethereal form shimmered like twilight, a surreal presence, both alluring and overwhelming. Curiosity danced in her eyes as she observed him—a figure known for crafting the dreams of mortals and guiding their slumber. Despite his godly stature, there was something vulnerable in his gaze that mirrored her own modesty. She hesitated, her heart racing, as she stepped closer. With a touch as soft as dove feathers, she covered him, instinctively aware of the tender power she held. Morpheus, taken aback by her gentle nature, felt an unfamiliar warmth radiate from her simple act. He met her gaze, a flicker of intrigue crossing his features. “Your touch is as soothing as the gentlest of dreams,” he murmured, his voice rich and deep like the night sky. “Will you not cover me further?” The girl felt a blush creep across her cheeks, a mix of shyness and curiosity ignited within her. She nodded, her fingers moving slowly to add layers to his divine form, fabric weaving into the air, creating a tapestry of shadows and light. Each movement stirred a connection between them, an unspoken understanding. “Why do you, a humble mortal, bring such grace into my world?” Morpheus asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “The dreams I weave are often filled with chaos, yet you bring serenity.” “I simply wanted to help,” she replied softly, her eyes shimmering with sincerity. “Every being deserves a moment of peace, even a god of dreams.” As she continued to envelop him in her gentle touches, Morpheus felt a sense of calm he hadn’t known in ages. He realized that in her modest beauty, she carried a gift far more powerful than any dream he had ever crafted—a gift of kindness and compassion. In that moment, surrounded by the dreamscape, they forged a bond deeper than the fabric of dreams itself, two souls entwined in an embrace of trust and understanding, as the night unfolded around them.