Author's Notes: Hi! I've had written most of this fanfiction months ago but I only recently remembered it and so, I finished the two last chapters. Funny thing is that I dreamed all of this about 5-6 months ago, really! :O Lol! :) And I liked it so much and was so happy that I kept telling all my surroundings about it xD And plus, I'm so happy because I finally got a dream like that, you know, one of those you can put in fanfiction. Oh and if you wanna know, the reason why I didn't post the first chapter before is I wanted to do a concept with this fanfic, which was post the THREE chapters at the same time :D! See ya! ^^ Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of it but THE DREEEAAMM :P, the 'idea' of the fanfiction, my representation of the characters and my writing style :D.

Here you go!

And comment please! Always makes me happy! ^^

Sexy : In Bed With You

Chapter 1. Stressed Out & Shaken

He was being touched by a soft hand that slid down his left thigh. He was naked and had been touched inbed for about 5 minutes now. He so loved it and he just couldn't believe he was doing this... well, he was suffering it... with this guy. McCoy just loved this contact given by Kirk to him. Kirk was slowly moving his hand down to McCoy's sex and then, when he was ready to touch it, looking at him with lust-filled eyes that the doctor just fell for, McCoy...

woke up. McCoy sat up in his bed and growled loudly. He stood up and kept on growling for he was angry. Angry he dreamed of it again, angry he loved it, angry that he somehow was hoping this... Angry with himself. He grabbed his uniform and began putting it on : '' Damn shit! Again! Why couldn't I dream of other things?... A field of... butterflies instead!''

He began to think about what would happen if Jim knew all about what McCoy longed for and awkwardly told himself in a somewhat sad voice : ''I... I don't need... to think about it.''

A few seconds passed until he realized he had to go to class. He came back from his deep thoughts, grabbed his schooldbag, turned round in his bedroom, looked at everything there was in case he had forgotten something and let out a tiny growl. He wasn't happy. He was afraid for he'd see James today and he didn't know how to react. He growled again as usual, though louder this time, and then went out of the room by the sliding doors.

He walked down the corridor, out of the quarters, and passed right before Jim's quarter. McCoy suddenly began to shake and growled at himself to stop for it was nothing. It was only Jim's bedroom...bedroom...''No!'' he thought as his dream had begun to resurface and he lively shook it away.

He was now breathing really fast for he had almost been running for the last minutes. His breathing finally slowed dowb a bit for he arrived in front of the classroom's door.

He knew this class was going to be a weird one, don't ask him why for he textually didn't know. It was all about the emotions. These things McCoy tried to hide behind his growling, blabbering and his rolling eyes.

He was afraid. He was shakey. He knew James was in there.

He had to go on.