AN. Ok, I don't own Eureka, Allison Blake or Nathan Stark (though I can dream).
Nathan waited for Allison to come downstairs after tucking Kevin into bed. He was surprised when she came down in a short nightgown. "Nathan, I've made up my mind."
"So have I." He bent down and kissed her passionately. It was a short kiss, and he pulled back and looked at her face. Allison's eyes were closed, but she made no other objections so he bent down again. This time he was more forceful, and pushed his tongue past her lips. She eagerly leaned into the kiss and moaned.
Stark felt himself harden at the sound. Allison moved the kisses up along his jaw and to his earlobe. She licked and bit it softly, before whispering, "Not here."
Stark pulled back, surprised. "What?"
"Upstairs, now."
Stark smirked in understanding. He ran up the stairs, with Allison close behind. When he got to her room he turned around and was shoved onto the bed. Stark grunted in surprise and lust at Allison's show of force. She practically jumped on him, grinding into his groin. Stark groaned in pleasure, forcing to keep his vision clear.
"Stark, you are wearing to many fucking clothes right now," Allison said.
Stark allowed his smug smirk to come back. "Perhaps you can help me with that Dr. Blake."
"Of course Dr. Stark." Nathan started working on his shirt while Allison started tugging at the button to his jeans. He new his prominent erection was not making her job any easier since he wore tight jeans to begin with. When he was clad in nothing but his designer underwear Allison murmured in approval. She lent down and started kissing him again, hard. Grinding faster into his erection while Stark kneaded her breasts, rubbing against her hard nipples.
Stark struggled to keep his head clear. "Allison," he choked out. "Now you're wearing to many clothes."
Allison said nothing, but lifted the nightgown over her head. With her chest bare to Stark's roaming hands they grunted in pleasure. Stark could feel himself coming closer and closer to the edge. "Allison, I need to be inside you now," begged Nathan.
She nodded, shedding her last bit of clothing, Nathan following suite. She had always been impressed with his size. The one thought that entered her mind as Nathan filled her up and began pumping was, 'He's perfect.'
Allison woke up suddenly, gasping for air, her face flushed. She quickly got up and went to the kitchen for a drink of water. She was shocked to see Nathan lying on the couch, muttering to himself, what strangely sounded like hockey scores. "Nathan, are you alright?" she asked, having a good idea what was going on in his mind.
Nathan jumped, his face flushing at his current predicament. He coughed, "Uh…Allison. I didn't hear you come down."
"Nathan, was that your dream or mine?"
"Does it matter?"
"No."
AN. Tell me what you think. I definitely think that one of them was having this dream during that whole episode.
