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Dreaming
Darien knew he was dreaming. Every night for two months, he went to sleep and slipped into his own personal paradise. It had gotten to the point where he looked forward to falling asleep from the moment he woke up. Deep down, he knew it wasn't healthy. He couldn't bring himself to care.
He smiled, walked up to Serena and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her temple and held her tightly. "You look lovely."
He felt her relax into his hold. She said, "I was hoping you would like this dress."
"It looks stunning with your eyes. It would look even better on the floor though." He was bold in his dreams, speaking things that he would never dare say in real life.
She smiled up at him, moaned and said, "You know talking like that gets me wet."
He slid his hand up her bare leg and under her short dress. "Naughty girl, you aren't wearing panties." He slid his fingers along the folds of her pussy. "You are so wet for me."
He was free to be a whole different man in his dreams. One that was allowed to want her desperately and speak his deepest desires.
She rubbed against his fingers to create friction. "So, what are you going to do about it?"
He spun her facing away from him and pressed his cock up against her ass. "I'll show you what I am going to do about it."
He walked her over to the dresser in the room and bent her forward so she was resting on it with her forearms. The mirror over the dresser gave him a fantastic view as her breasts almost spilled out of her dress.
He lifted up the bottom of her dress exposing her naked ass, "Move your arms a second." She did and he pulled off her dress, tossing it to the side. "I was right. It does look better there." Then he unzipped his pants, pulling them down just enough to pull out his cock. He then buried himself in her tight pussy and watched them as he took her from behind. He rutted into her, grabbing her ass and playing with her clit as she moaned and then screamed his name.
In his dreams, he always felt like a King. Everytime, he got her to come first, and she told him how amazing it felt. How much she wanted him. How much pleasure he brought her. Even in his fantasies, he worried about her pleasure first.
It was paradise for him every night.
In the mornings, he always woke up alone in his apartment. He would make breakfast, brew coffee and have that while he read the news. Then he would shower. Some mornings like today, it was a very cold shower. He would then brush his teeth and dress for the day.
He grabbed his school bag and headed out the door that morning, only to end up at a school where he would see the girl of his very vivid fantasies. The girl he couldn't touch in the daylight. It always left him feeling empty.
His dreams hadn't just been about sex, by any means. They were richer and more full than that. Sometimes, he held her, and they talked about anything and everything. He found himself listening in on bits of her conversations during the day, so he would know what to talk to her about at night. He knew it was silly, but he really wanted to feel like he was truly talking to her.
He had fallen in love with her. He hadn't told his dream Serena though. He felt silly falling in love with a construct of his imagination. How narcissistic to fall in love with a girl you created in your head, right? Of course she was perfect, his head created her to be that way.
He buried his head in his hands. He couldn't go on like this. He was lonely and aching for her. What he wanted the most was her smiles and her tenderness. He wanted to protect her. To be her safe haven.
The bell rang to start the first hour, and it snapped him out of his thoughts. He prepared for the lecture and pulled out his notes.
That was when he glanced over and saw the expression on Serena's face. He couldn't ignore it. That was the expression his dream Serena wore when she was hurting. He decided to screw his stoicism and pride. He had to check on her.
After class was over, he packed up his things and followed her out of class. "Serena, can we talk a minute?"
She looked completely startled, but she nodded and followed him to a quiet corner.
He asked, "It looks like something is bothering you. What is it?"
She fidgeted and looked really nervous. "Nothing. Don't worry about it. I didn't even know you would talk to me."
Ouch. He took a step back. "I…" He gave her a curt nod and tried to harden his heart. "Forget that I even asked."
"No! Wait. I'm sorry. I am upset over something, and I took it out on you. Please forgive me."
She looked up into his eyes with a vulnerable expression on her face. He nodded, "Of course. I had no right to ask you to open up to me anyway." He backed up and walked away. He felt broken.
Serena grabbed his arm and pulled him around, "I really am sorry. You were being nice. I just can't take that right now. I am sorry."
"You can't take someone being nice to you?"
She looked at her feet, shaking her head, "I can't take you being nice to me."
"Why?"
"Don't worry about it. I just… please forgive me." Her eyes misted up and she walked away.
Darien couldn't figure out what he said to make her cry. He was clueless. He wanted to fix it like he did in his dreams. He would have pulled her close and kissed her temple, telling her they would take on the world together.
He turned and punched the locker near him. "Shit!" He was in love with a girl that couldn't even talk to him.
He turned, flexing his fingers on his right hand to check if he had injured it punching the locker. When he turned to go to his next class, he saw her staring at him.
He blushed, "Sorry, I didn't know you were there."
A single tear slid down her cheek. "I can't walk away even though I should. I have to take a chance, and say something. As bad as this might turn out, I can't handle how it is right now. I… I have feelings for you."
He instantly smiled, "You do?" She nodded. He said, "Oh, thank goodness! I have feelings for you, too." He stepped towards her, and took her hand.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when the tardy bell rang. She smirked, and said, "See you at lunch?"
He nodded, "I will be looking forward to it." They both took off running.
When lunch came, he pulled her over to a quiet corner. He hoped her friends wouldn't mind him monopolizing her time for one day. He wanted the chance to talk to her, in the daylight.
She blushed under his unabashed stare. "What does it mean that you have feelings for me? What does that mean for us?" she asked.
"Please be my girlfriend. I want you in my life. I dream of you."
"Yes. I will be your girlfriend. I dream of you too." She blushed all the way to the tips of her ears.
He smiled at her embarrassment. It was endearing. "I highly doubt your dreams are like mine." He admitted to her.
She looked up at him through her lashes, "What were yours like?"
Now it was Darien's turn to blush. "I will tell you once we've been dating for a while."
"They were that sexy, huh?" she asked. He just nodded.
He watched her straighten her spine. It was as if he could hear her internal monologue telling herself to be bold. She blushed and said, "My dreams of you last night were really hot. You…" She cleared her throat and said, "You really liked the dress I was wearing. It was blue, and you… showed me how sexy you thought it..." She trailed off. He had a look of utter shock on his face.
He rubbed his hands over his face and said, "I told you the dress would look better on the floor and then I… we had..." He looked around to make sure no one could hear him. "We had sex, with you…" He whispered, "bent over my dresser."
Her jaw dropped. She was speechless. All she could do was nod.
He said, "I have been having various dreams about you for two months. You have a birthmark on your lower back, right above your left buttock."
"Yes… two months. Your birthmark is on your right hip." she looked stunned.
He nodded.
They stared at each other. "I love you." managed to slip from his mouth.
"I love you too." She gave him a shy smile.
He closed his eyes as her words washed over him. "You have no idea how empty my life was, every day, when I woke up."
"I beg to differ. I know exactly how it felt to wake up without you in my life. That was what was bothering me so much today. When you came to ask how I was doing… All I wanted was to be in your arms." she admitted. "That was why I couldn't tell you."
"That won't be a problem, anymore." he promised. He leaned in, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her in the daylight. Finally.