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This is yaoi, as in boy/boy. I warned you so please no flames. This is a Jack/Cliff story so don't be disappointed if you want Jack with another person.
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Intimate Dreams
Chapter 1 - "You..."
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Jack smiled in his sleep, turning over and hugging his pillow. Again that particular dream has come again. Hoping that he'll see the face this time, he hugged the pillow tighter. In this dream, he was in his yard, facing the field. About to turn and leave, he stopped when he heard a laugh. Not any laugh but a happy, carefree one.
Turning back and smiling, he ran toward the field of corn crops and began searching for that laugh. Moving through the plants, he stopped when he heard it again but in another direction. Laughing back as if answering that other carefree one, he began searching again.
Hearing it get louder, he turned around and in surprise, he was tackled from behind. Rolling from the impact, his joyfilled friend hung on tight, as if never letting go. Feeling soft arms around his waist gave him warm feelings in the pit of his stomach.
Slowing down from the little roll, Jack landed on his back with his friend now latched to his chest. Feeling the warm embrace, he looked down toward his mysterious friend. Only light brown hair with blond tips was what he could see. Feeling the strong arms around his waist lift higher against his sides, he shuddered at the touch. Those soft butterfly touches were torture for him, making him moan slightly as it got higher.
His heart beating faster every minute, the hands stopped with the touches and the boy placed them on both sides of Jack's head. Looking up, he swallowed hard when he knew he was going to see the mysterious face that plunged his dreams for nights now. Then the boy lifted himself up, over Jack to see his face. And there was that God-like smile which left him breathless. Never did he see such a pure face. Clear blue eyes, moist pink lips, and the skin that even a Goddess would envy.
The boy smiled lightly, closing his eyes slowly. With his breathing getting faster every second, Jack closed his eyes too, awaiting the soft feel of the lips he wanted to touch for so long. Just seconds now, almost there...
Jack opened his eyes, holding his pillow right above him. Narrowing his eyes in anger and disappointment, he threw the pillow against the wall in rage. Rolling over and remembering the dream, another warm feeling flooded in his stomach. Knowing he must get up, he rolled out of bed and got dressed. For weeks now, every now and then, that dream would haunt his nights, making him want more. He chuckled, he was starting to yearn for a dream boy.
Dream boy?
Was that alright for him to think that way? For a boy to like another boy? He wondered about it for a while but then shrugged it off and placed on his backpack, feeling some food in it still. Walking over to his TV set, he watched the weather channel. It was going to rain in the two days but sunny til then. Smiling, this was going to be good for his plants but the animals were going to be abit grouchy.
Walking to his door, awaiting his dog to jump at his feet and beg for food and attention. He grabbed the tools by the door, placing them slowly in his pack, so it didn't squash the food in it. Opening and closing the door, he stopped in shock at the sight before him.
Someone was kneeling in pain by his doorstep.
Who was it? Running over to the bent figure, he crunched low and gently nudged the stranger's shoulder. Hearing the boy mumble something, Jack leaned closer in.
"So...hungry....." The stranger mumbled in pain. Jack jumped up, knowing that he had to help no matter what the situation. Grabbing his backpack, he pulled out a riceball that was going to be his breakfast. Bending back down, he nudged the stranger's shoulder again, holding out the riceball. The stranger first hestiated then grabbed the riceball. Jack straighted up and waited for the boy to finish it. He knew he must have been hungry if he fell down like that. After a while, the boy finally finished it and got up.
"Thank you, I thought I was going to perish." The boy smiled, holding out his hand. But Jack just stared at him, too shocked and shy to attempt anything at the moment. Right in front of him was his dream boy, his token of affection, his crush.
"Are you okay?" The boy asked, still holding out his hand. Then saddening, dropping his hand, "I guess you don't want to touch a stranger's hand, huh? Don't worry, I get that alot." The boy was about to turn, making Jack panick. Grabbing the boy's hand, he blushed and stopped what he was doing.
"No, I was, uh...Just in shock, that's it." Jack smiled, shaking the boy's hand now. Jack tried to control his blushing by breathing deeply. But that didn't work at all, all it did was fill his head with the boy's lingering scent. The scent of herbs and flowers, with abit of pine. God, was he going to remember that smell for as long as he lived. "I'm Jack." His voice decided to talk for it's self.
The boy smiled and shrugged it off, "Sorry, the name's Cliff!" He placed his hands on his slim hips, making Jack want to wrap his arms around them. "And the bird's Cain!" He pointed to the hawk on the doghouse that Jack didn't even notice before. "I should be going, but thank you for the food, I own you." Cliff turned around, waving.
"I'll see you around!" Jack waved back and smiled. God, did he want to run over and tackled the boy. Seeing the boy turn around and walk off, Jack couldn't help but watch Cliff's hair swing in the wind, the broad shoulders turn as he walked. Blushing, he turned away when he noticed that he was staring at Cliff's bottom. Seeing his dog stare at him, he blushed.
"I wasn't looking at him!" He told the dog but all it did was roll it's eyes. Jack blinked, were dogs allowed to do that? Shaking his head, the boy still had a affect on him. Breathing deeply and looking back at the dog, he smiled.
"Come on, Happy!" He smiled and started walking over to the barn, "We have animals to tend after." The dog barked and followed his master. Abit angry that he didn't get fed. Walking to the barn, Jack smiled shyly, he wondered if Cliff was going to stay in town. Maybe he could see him after his chores.
Just maybe...
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What do you think? Should I continue or not?
This is yaoi, as in boy/boy. I warned you so please no flames. This is a Jack/Cliff story so don't be disappointed if you want Jack with another person.
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Intimate Dreams
Chapter 1 - "You..."
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Jack smiled in his sleep, turning over and hugging his pillow. Again that particular dream has come again. Hoping that he'll see the face this time, he hugged the pillow tighter. In this dream, he was in his yard, facing the field. About to turn and leave, he stopped when he heard a laugh. Not any laugh but a happy, carefree one.
Turning back and smiling, he ran toward the field of corn crops and began searching for that laugh. Moving through the plants, he stopped when he heard it again but in another direction. Laughing back as if answering that other carefree one, he began searching again.
Hearing it get louder, he turned around and in surprise, he was tackled from behind. Rolling from the impact, his joyfilled friend hung on tight, as if never letting go. Feeling soft arms around his waist gave him warm feelings in the pit of his stomach.
Slowing down from the little roll, Jack landed on his back with his friend now latched to his chest. Feeling the warm embrace, he looked down toward his mysterious friend. Only light brown hair with blond tips was what he could see. Feeling the strong arms around his waist lift higher against his sides, he shuddered at the touch. Those soft butterfly touches were torture for him, making him moan slightly as it got higher.
His heart beating faster every minute, the hands stopped with the touches and the boy placed them on both sides of Jack's head. Looking up, he swallowed hard when he knew he was going to see the mysterious face that plunged his dreams for nights now. Then the boy lifted himself up, over Jack to see his face. And there was that God-like smile which left him breathless. Never did he see such a pure face. Clear blue eyes, moist pink lips, and the skin that even a Goddess would envy.
The boy smiled lightly, closing his eyes slowly. With his breathing getting faster every second, Jack closed his eyes too, awaiting the soft feel of the lips he wanted to touch for so long. Just seconds now, almost there...
Jack opened his eyes, holding his pillow right above him. Narrowing his eyes in anger and disappointment, he threw the pillow against the wall in rage. Rolling over and remembering the dream, another warm feeling flooded in his stomach. Knowing he must get up, he rolled out of bed and got dressed. For weeks now, every now and then, that dream would haunt his nights, making him want more. He chuckled, he was starting to yearn for a dream boy.
Dream boy?
Was that alright for him to think that way? For a boy to like another boy? He wondered about it for a while but then shrugged it off and placed on his backpack, feeling some food in it still. Walking over to his TV set, he watched the weather channel. It was going to rain in the two days but sunny til then. Smiling, this was going to be good for his plants but the animals were going to be abit grouchy.
Walking to his door, awaiting his dog to jump at his feet and beg for food and attention. He grabbed the tools by the door, placing them slowly in his pack, so it didn't squash the food in it. Opening and closing the door, he stopped in shock at the sight before him.
Someone was kneeling in pain by his doorstep.
Who was it? Running over to the bent figure, he crunched low and gently nudged the stranger's shoulder. Hearing the boy mumble something, Jack leaned closer in.
"So...hungry....." The stranger mumbled in pain. Jack jumped up, knowing that he had to help no matter what the situation. Grabbing his backpack, he pulled out a riceball that was going to be his breakfast. Bending back down, he nudged the stranger's shoulder again, holding out the riceball. The stranger first hestiated then grabbed the riceball. Jack straighted up and waited for the boy to finish it. He knew he must have been hungry if he fell down like that. After a while, the boy finally finished it and got up.
"Thank you, I thought I was going to perish." The boy smiled, holding out his hand. But Jack just stared at him, too shocked and shy to attempt anything at the moment. Right in front of him was his dream boy, his token of affection, his crush.
"Are you okay?" The boy asked, still holding out his hand. Then saddening, dropping his hand, "I guess you don't want to touch a stranger's hand, huh? Don't worry, I get that alot." The boy was about to turn, making Jack panick. Grabbing the boy's hand, he blushed and stopped what he was doing.
"No, I was, uh...Just in shock, that's it." Jack smiled, shaking the boy's hand now. Jack tried to control his blushing by breathing deeply. But that didn't work at all, all it did was fill his head with the boy's lingering scent. The scent of herbs and flowers, with abit of pine. God, was he going to remember that smell for as long as he lived. "I'm Jack." His voice decided to talk for it's self.
The boy smiled and shrugged it off, "Sorry, the name's Cliff!" He placed his hands on his slim hips, making Jack want to wrap his arms around them. "And the bird's Cain!" He pointed to the hawk on the doghouse that Jack didn't even notice before. "I should be going, but thank you for the food, I own you." Cliff turned around, waving.
"I'll see you around!" Jack waved back and smiled. God, did he want to run over and tackled the boy. Seeing the boy turn around and walk off, Jack couldn't help but watch Cliff's hair swing in the wind, the broad shoulders turn as he walked. Blushing, he turned away when he noticed that he was staring at Cliff's bottom. Seeing his dog stare at him, he blushed.
"I wasn't looking at him!" He told the dog but all it did was roll it's eyes. Jack blinked, were dogs allowed to do that? Shaking his head, the boy still had a affect on him. Breathing deeply and looking back at the dog, he smiled.
"Come on, Happy!" He smiled and started walking over to the barn, "We have animals to tend after." The dog barked and followed his master. Abit angry that he didn't get fed. Walking to the barn, Jack smiled shyly, he wondered if Cliff was going to stay in town. Maybe he could see him after his chores.
Just maybe...
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What do you think? Should I continue or not?