{Mhmm...i am taking over Kiona's fic with her permission. She doesn't want to write it anymore, so she let me continue it. but, Liana is HER character, not mine. So if you have any e-mails, they should be sent to her because she proofreads these chapters. ^^ enjoy.}
Dilandau walked back to his chambers, passing the guards up and they paid him no attention. He entered his room and fell on the bed looking at the ceiling. He thought about Liana, and his heart seemed to be filled with a feeling of overwhelming desire. *She's nothing more than a new item, waiting to be explored and have its secrets unlocked.. Nothing more than that. But then why won't this feeling leave me? I did it, and I liked it, but it was just another new experience. That's all*, he argued to himself as he took off his uniform and slipped under the sheets of his bed. He fell asleep and experienced the strangest dream he had ever conjured.
He was walking down a dark hallway and he came to a door. The hall was familiar, but he could not say how. He entered the room and looked around. It was dark inside, and was simple in design, for all there was in it was a bed and a table. This, too, looked familiar, but he couldn't say from where.
He spotted someone lying on the bed. He could tell it was a girl by the contours of her body. She seemed to note his presence and sat up. Her entire self was covered in shade. He walked towards her.
In her room, Liana was experiencing the same dream, except she was on the bed and a young man walked in. His face was bathed in shadow, and she couldn't see any details on him. He walked up to where she was sitting on the bed and leaned down and put his hands around her middle and pushed her down on the bed. When he was lying on top of her, he began kissing her. She let him, and kissed him back.
Dilandau dreamt this, and he could feel the girl beneath him. He could feel their mouths touching and her hands running along his back. He felt him slip his tongue into her mouth and continue to kiss her.
Liana stirred in her sleep and broke out into a sweat. She thought she could literally feel everything as it happened to her, the way that this shadow kissed and felt her. The way that he slid his tongue into her mouth, and how she touched it with hers. She felt her hands slide down to his back to where the waist of his leather pants were and him bring his hands up to her shirt and push it up slowly.
They were having the same dream, each at their own viewpoint, each with each other, but blind as to who the dark partner was. Each dreamer felt the other disrobe them and felt the cool sheet replace their clothes, billowing and folding around them. They kissed and felt each other as would two long time lovers, but in a dream, perhaps, a vision of their future. Each heard the other speak the same words: "I need you more than life itself."
Never had Dilandau experienced a dream such as this. He was making love to a shadow, a strange person he thought he knew. There was something familiar about her, the way she looked, perhaps? No, it was too dark to see. The way that she moved? He didn't know anyone who could possibly feel this way. Whoever this girl was, she was intoxicating him with her kisses and her whole self.
She didn't know who the faceless, and yet strangely familiar person was. She ran through all the possible people it could be, but no one had ever kissed her so intensely, so passionately.
Each individual felt the other one in ways too emotional to be explained. They both felt the last kiss and touch of their dream, and then saw and felt nothing.
Liana woke up with a startled gasp and sat up. Her eyes darted around the room and then looked to the door. It was locked tight, and no one could come down here this late. She was breathing hard and was covered in a cold sweat. Faint remnants of the dream still lingered in her head, but nothing so vivid as the words she heard him speak, 'I need you more than life itself.' Liana slowed her breathing and laid back down. *Who was that boy? I've never felt like that before, and it was a dream! A stupid dream and nothing more!* she thought. She pulled her legs up and grabbed them with her arms. She then fell asleep.
Dilandau opened his eyes, and stared at the ceiling, his heart pounding. He remembered the dream as if it was real, and the words she spoke echoed through his mind: 'I need you more than life itself." He ran his left hand along his right arm and felt the goosebumps rise as he thought more about the dream. *That girl, who was she? Who could possibly-would possibly do that?* he asked himself in his mind. He pushed it out of his mind for now and shut his eyes again and fell asleep.
{Oooooohhh.....yummy, ne? I dont like writing lemon in detial, so i just call it Lime becoz it's really toned down and stuff.}
Dilandau walked back to his chambers, passing the guards up and they paid him no attention. He entered his room and fell on the bed looking at the ceiling. He thought about Liana, and his heart seemed to be filled with a feeling of overwhelming desire. *She's nothing more than a new item, waiting to be explored and have its secrets unlocked.. Nothing more than that. But then why won't this feeling leave me? I did it, and I liked it, but it was just another new experience. That's all*, he argued to himself as he took off his uniform and slipped under the sheets of his bed. He fell asleep and experienced the strangest dream he had ever conjured.
He was walking down a dark hallway and he came to a door. The hall was familiar, but he could not say how. He entered the room and looked around. It was dark inside, and was simple in design, for all there was in it was a bed and a table. This, too, looked familiar, but he couldn't say from where.
He spotted someone lying on the bed. He could tell it was a girl by the contours of her body. She seemed to note his presence and sat up. Her entire self was covered in shade. He walked towards her.
In her room, Liana was experiencing the same dream, except she was on the bed and a young man walked in. His face was bathed in shadow, and she couldn't see any details on him. He walked up to where she was sitting on the bed and leaned down and put his hands around her middle and pushed her down on the bed. When he was lying on top of her, he began kissing her. She let him, and kissed him back.
Dilandau dreamt this, and he could feel the girl beneath him. He could feel their mouths touching and her hands running along his back. He felt him slip his tongue into her mouth and continue to kiss her.
Liana stirred in her sleep and broke out into a sweat. She thought she could literally feel everything as it happened to her, the way that this shadow kissed and felt her. The way that he slid his tongue into her mouth, and how she touched it with hers. She felt her hands slide down to his back to where the waist of his leather pants were and him bring his hands up to her shirt and push it up slowly.
They were having the same dream, each at their own viewpoint, each with each other, but blind as to who the dark partner was. Each dreamer felt the other disrobe them and felt the cool sheet replace their clothes, billowing and folding around them. They kissed and felt each other as would two long time lovers, but in a dream, perhaps, a vision of their future. Each heard the other speak the same words: "I need you more than life itself."
Never had Dilandau experienced a dream such as this. He was making love to a shadow, a strange person he thought he knew. There was something familiar about her, the way she looked, perhaps? No, it was too dark to see. The way that she moved? He didn't know anyone who could possibly feel this way. Whoever this girl was, she was intoxicating him with her kisses and her whole self.
She didn't know who the faceless, and yet strangely familiar person was. She ran through all the possible people it could be, but no one had ever kissed her so intensely, so passionately.
Each individual felt the other one in ways too emotional to be explained. They both felt the last kiss and touch of their dream, and then saw and felt nothing.
Liana woke up with a startled gasp and sat up. Her eyes darted around the room and then looked to the door. It was locked tight, and no one could come down here this late. She was breathing hard and was covered in a cold sweat. Faint remnants of the dream still lingered in her head, but nothing so vivid as the words she heard him speak, 'I need you more than life itself.' Liana slowed her breathing and laid back down. *Who was that boy? I've never felt like that before, and it was a dream! A stupid dream and nothing more!* she thought. She pulled her legs up and grabbed them with her arms. She then fell asleep.
Dilandau opened his eyes, and stared at the ceiling, his heart pounding. He remembered the dream as if it was real, and the words she spoke echoed through his mind: 'I need you more than life itself." He ran his left hand along his right arm and felt the goosebumps rise as he thought more about the dream. *That girl, who was she? Who could possibly-would possibly do that?* he asked himself in his mind. He pushed it out of his mind for now and shut his eyes again and fell asleep.
{Oooooohhh.....yummy, ne? I dont like writing lemon in detial, so i just call it Lime becoz it's really toned down and stuff.}