Title: What dreams are made of (2/2)
Author: Samantha
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Joss owns them, lyrics belong to Meredith Brooks from the song "What would happen"
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::Electricity, eye to eye
Hey don't I know you
I can't speak
Stripped my senses
On the spot
I've never been defenseless
I can't even make sense of this::
For me it's in a club, I'm with this guy he's all tall, with dirty blonde hair, and blue eyes, like the real clear Caribbean water blue. Nice nice eyes. Don't get jealous it's all in the dream. Anyway, he's my boyfriend; somehow I know that, one of those things you just know in a dream. We're off in a corner somewhere, he's talking to me but I can't really hear him, I'm watching all the people dancing.
It's a sort of liquid dancing, everyone seems to be in slow motion, the lights bouncing off them, the music I hear is so fast, and I know that people are dancing to the music, but it's like they've been slowed down, and the music is muted like hearing it under water. As I watch it's like the crowd parts, and there you are, in the center of the writhing crowd you stand out, before I know it I'm pushing through them all, sliding through groups and crushing past couples till I'm right in front of you, but you're still dancing, still in slow motion, and damn is it hot. There is nothing hotter than a beautiful girl in slow motion.
"Faith," I reach out to you trailing my finger down your arm, glancing my way you smile. Just like that everything speeds up, and the music is deafening, beating through me, taking my hand you pull me close, spinning me so my back is to you.
"Hey baby," you whisper, your hands down my arms, sending shivers through me.
"Hey," we're barely whispering but can hear each other loud and clear. "Where've you been?" I ask.
"Still here, waiting," hands on the stomach drowning out the rest of the sentence, all my focus on those hands, your hands, cupping my breasts, squeezing and sliding back down.
"All the people," I caught that part, realizing we were still in the middle of the dance floor, and while no one seemed to notice, suddenly I felt we needed to leave.
"People," I murmured pulling away from her, taking her hand and pulling her towards the door. Before we've taken two steps we're out the door, in an alley, while I would usually be checking for vamps, it's the furthest thing from my mind right now, I hardly even notice the light rain falling around us, we're kissing, tongues intertwined, sliding my hand through your damp curls I pull you closer, leaning back to the wall behind me.
"Faith," I sigh as you kiss down my neck.
"Shh," taking my hands you hold them above my head, against the wall with one hand, sliding your other hand under my shirt and around my back pressing close to me, kissing me harshly. The wet wall is soaking through my clothes, but my front is nothing but heat, you kissing down my throat, now on your knees in front of me, kissing my stomach, you let go of my hands I let them fall onto your head tangling in the wet curls as you unbutton my pants.
The cool breeze makes me moan as you slide my pants down, what was just cold now is on fire as your mouth covers me, tongue probing the inner folds, breathing heavier and heavier. I pull your hair a little as you quickly flick your tongue over my clit then pull it into your mouth, swear to god you have your tongue pierced. I hear you say something but I'm not sure what.
"Huh?" Is all I can get out at this point.
"You're boyfriends waiting."
"Oh yeah," I smile, "forget it." I push you back down, you're laughing as you start kissing my lower lips again, I feel the vibration. I lean my head back against the wall as I feel the pressure build, heat spreading out through my body, without loosing contact I hear your words floating around me.
"I love you B,"
"And that's the end of it for me, same as you, wake up feeling spent. So what do you think of that then?" I ask lying down with my head on Faiths shoulder.
"What do I think?" She asked shifting to her side so she is facing me.
"Mmm, Hmm," I smile.
"I love you B," and she captures my mouth with hers, the sweetest dream is just beginning.
::What would happen if we kissed
Would your tongue slip past my lips
Would you run away, would you stay
Or would I melt into you
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust
Spontaneously combust::
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