Once upon a time in Mexico

A new beginning

Chapter six: Sands wet dream, reuniting the fantastic eight

Sands discovered that night as he slept that even his dreams were not spared of the presence of Dominique James. That night his usual nightmares took a back seat in his mind for a change. Instead of being plagued by terrifying nightmares, he was having wet dreams, something he had not been on the receiving end of since his late teens.

They had arrived in New York nearly twenty four hours ago. They were due to be debriefed that up and coming morning. Then in the afternoon they along with Chiclet would meet up with the rest of their old group in an out door café.

Currently in Sands dream, he was lying propped up against pillows, as a very naked Dom rode his cock, bouncing up and down. Her round supple breast bouncing slightly with her bodies fast movement.

Her long dark hair flowing down her back in soft waves, as the moonlight from the near by window reflected off her sweat smeared skin. Sands hips bucked, her head was tilted back, revealing her long graceful swan like neck.

Sands moaned deep in the back of his throat as she grinded against him moving her hips in a circular motion, as she rocked backwards and forwards. She lowering her self onto him then rising until only the tip of his cock remained in side of her before slamming her self back down on his hard cock.

She screamed as he continued to fill her completely with every single last beautiful eight inches of him. One of the main things about this dream was that Sands immediately noticed he was in possession of both of his eyes and his sight.

He watched from lusted filled and darkened brown eyes as she continued to move up and down backwards and forwards. He felt him self harden even more inside her if that was possible, when she moaned and panted in ecstasy and whimpered in pleasure as he bucked his hips and hit that special place deep inside of her.

She grinded her clit against the base of his cock as he sat up filling her even deeper, as he hungrily captured her lips with his own. He pulled her closer until her breasts were pressed against his chest, as he moved with in her, the thrusting of his tongue in her mouth keeping time with the movement of his hips as he leaned forward taking her with him so she was underneath him on her back.

They continued to passionately kiss as she wrapped her legs tightly around his back and squeezed her inner muscles around him as he pounded into her, making him growl as her tight wet heat clamped down almost painfully on his shaft.

Just as they are both about to go over the edge, he wakes. Sands is covered in sweat, he rakes his hand through his damp hair and moaned irritably at the wet and sticky sensation between his legs and on his stomach. He is pissed to discover the sheets are also covered in his release.

Sands curses as his inner voice hoots with laughter and leers inside of his head. Sands; he does not at all appreciate being reduced to the petty control of an overly horny inexperienced teenage boy.

He grumbled irritably as he got up and carefully made his way out of the bedroom, making his way towards the bathroom. But before he reaches said bathroom he discovered he was not the only one who was a wake.

He turns in the direction of voice, a voice that is full of mirth, a voice that asks "do you want me to go and change the sheets?" Dom nearly cracked up at the look he shot in her direction.

Sands really hated her right now; he hated it when she was like this. Sands replied casually "I have no idea what you're talking about? Why would I need you to change my sheets?"

Dom snorted and replied "well, ok lets see, oh yeah that's right I came in to check up on you after I'd been the bathroom and I heard that your sleep was not of the peaceful Varity.

I listened for a few moments and quickly came to the conclusion that your dreams were not of the having my eyes drilled out by a psycho doctor kind either.

No in fact they were of the wet x-rated Varity, and usually said wet and x-rated dreams lead to very sticky sheets. And I bet if I were to touch your stomach right now, I would find it all sticky wouldn't I?"

Sands never in all his years as an agent, had he had the overwhelming urge to physically harm any members of the female gender or better yet fill said female gender full of holes, like he did right then.

He shot her a venomous and highly dark look and thought to him self as he went into the bathroom and closed the door behind him blocking out her hooting.

'I bet she wouldn't be so quick to fucking laugh her ass off if she knew she was riding my cock and screaming like a bitch on heat in my dream'

The next day, even after they had been debriefed and they along with Chiclet were on the way to the cafe three blocks from the main CIA building, Sands was still fighting the urge to not knock the knowing and amused glint out of Dom's dark brown eyes.

When the reached the café they immediately spotted the rest of the gang, neither member had changed all that much over the last three years so it was much easier to spot them or it was for Dom.

Dom grinned when they were spotted and Natalie retuned the grin and gestured them to come on over.
Mean while at the table the others spotted Dom and Sands as soon as they approached the out door café, you couldn't help but notice them, seeing as they were dressed in their ever present black.

And of course they were in the company of a Mexican boy who Dom had called Natalie informing her of Chiclet's situation. Dom had also called and informed the gang to be careful what they say in front of Sands to begin with.

They knew about his lack of eyes and sight. Still even knowing, it was still unbelievable to imagine that Sands of all people had that happen to him. The gang were furious they did not take too kindly to one of their own being crapped on or harmed.

And the fact some nut job had drilled out his eyes did not sit well at all with the group. They just hoped Sands went through with the operation.

Dom had told Natalie about it, and she had told the rest of the group. All were eager to have Sands back and in one piece with eyes and vision. Dom took a seat next to Natalie while Sands sat next to Chloe. Chiclet sat in between Sands and Dom.

Carl grinned and said "I can't believe it's been three dam years without any contact from you Sands. Even Dom managed to keep in contact with Nat, Chlo and Del at least once every couple of months."

Luckily for Carl Sands could hear the lightness and none accusation in Carls voice, or Sands might not have been so friendly when he replied.

"What can I say up until a few weeks ago Mexico was my beat, and I was far too busy dealing with spying on Barillo's operation? And of course throwing shapes, setting them up and watching; them fall; or at least I did watch them fall at one point."

They all winced at the bitterness that his voice was laced with. Carl said "well, Sands there is still a possibility that you will be back to throwing shapes, setting them up and watching them fall again in no time at all."

Cam asked "apart from that bastard Barillo having your eyes drilled out, what was Mexico like in general?" Sands replied "ridiculously hot, but on the other hand the tequila was some seriously good shit."

Chloe laughed "oh Sands you and your fucking tequila, I guess some things are never meant to change are they?" Sands smirked and replied "exactly Chlo tequila is my drink and that isn't going to change any time soon if ever."

Natalie sighed "I hope this operation works out, it would be such a fucking crime if it didn't. I always secretly thought you had the loveliest brown eyes I'd ever seen."

Sands grinned and quipped lightly "same good old Natalie, you always were fond of peoples eyes weren't you?" Natalie replied "of course what else, the eyes are after all the windows to the soul."

Dom chuckled and added "ok yeah as much as I hate to admit it, Sands did have gorgeous eyes. And if all works out to plan, all I'll need to do is give Luce my friend a picture of Sands, and she can make a copy of said gorgeous eyes."

Sands couldn't explain it but he felt a sudden happy giddiness over the fact Dom just admitted to him having gorgeous eyes. He suddenly felt a pleasant warmness to wards Dom that he'd never felt towards her before or any other woman before.

Dom never caught onto the soft look of wonder and longing Sands shot her, but the others did. They figured Sands had no idea he was even facing in her direction with such an expression on his face. It was that look that confirmed what they'd known for almost five years, Sands wanted Dom.

He clearly felt more then lust for her. And if Dom didn't truly feel something for Sands she would have never admitted what she had about his eyes. They were seriously attracted to each other, but were yet to even realise it.

Drew smirked and thought to him self, 'oh yeah they want each other all right, probably as much as I want Nat and Carl wants Chlo'

He and Carl had both tried and agreed to stop sleeping around in hopes that they could win the affections of the two beautiful female agents.

Drew had not picked up another woman in almost nine months. And Carl had told him it had been around about the same for him self as well.

Cam thoughts were almost parallel to Drew's own thoughts. 'This could actually work. If Sands and Dom got together and Drew and Nat and Carl and Chlo also got together we would be more then just a group. The group would involve into four separate couples'

Chiclet sat there listening to the old friends talking and catching up on old times. Drew and Cam eyed the little boy and noticed he was nervous but still happy to sit and listen to them all talk.

Drew turned to Chiclet and asked "so kido, how did you end up in the company of our dear old Sands and Dom here?" Luckily for Chiclet the group could understand and speak Spanish fluently.

Chiclet replied shyly "well, I was selling chewing gum on my bicycle and I met Senor Sands on the day before the day of the dead. I persuaded him to buy some of my chewing gum before he told me to fuck off."

They all laughed knowingly at this, it was definitely something Sands would have said no doubt. The man in question merely grinned.

Chiclet added "then on the day of the dead he grabbed me and I tempted to sell him more chewing gum, but he threw it away. He then paid me to be his eyes and tell him if the cartel were following him. He killed four men; it was so cool the way he shot them even if he couldn't see them."

He finished "and I met Senora James when she came to senor Sands rescue. At first they said really nasty things to each other. So that was how I met them." The whole group grinned they instantly caught onto the hero worship the boy felt for Sands.

Delia asked "how come you were selling chewing gum, shouldn't you have been in school?" Chiclet sighed sadly and replied "no senora, I had to sell chewing gum in order to buy food and to survive.

I have no family the cartel's killed my whole family in cold blood in front of me. Senor Sands and Senora James are all I have left." Little did Sands and Dom know was that Chiclet often had nightmares about that day the cartels killed his entire family in front of him in cold blood.

Luckily for him they did not happen every night like they tended to in the beginning after it had first happened. The entire group were horrified. They were enraged the cartel was such murderous bastards.

They unknowingly had all decided they were going to requested to be sent to Mexico to dispose of the rest of the remaining cartel. It was obvious a new leader would have been chosen. After that the whole group ordered their food and talked among themselves. Chiclet would occasional speak; overall it was a pleasant and successful meeting.