Chapter Five

It wasn't just any bus though. It was massively damaged and its wheels were comprehensively buried in sand and although it looked like an ordinary desert in maybe Dubai the sky had 2 suns shining brightly in it and it was hot.

In his sleep John pushed down his covers as *he* shrugged off his tan coat. John murmured in his sleep, he was talking of flies and a swarm. Rose, who had woken as the covers were pulled off her whispered some soothing words to him as she re covered them both before sinking back in to a deep sleep.

He was so very hot and running. Why would he run in that heat? And who was the young woman dressed all in black? He kept running and only when *he* turned and looked back did he see what they were running from; a swarm, but it was like no swarm John had ever seen or ever watched in any natural science programming.

*He* urged the woman on and then they were on the bus. She kissed *him* and John tasted her on his lips and then the bus was flying!

John sat bolt upright and stifled the cry of alarm in his throat.

Turning to look at Rose he smiled; grateful that she was sleeping. He felt himself firm and erect and guiltily remembered the woman kissing *him.*

As he slipped out of bed he kicked off his sweaty boxers and after opening the window he gulped in the cool air; shivering as the cold cooled his sweat slick skin. It had been so hot on that planet.

Running a hand through his hair he sighed deeply. So many bad memories led to so many bad dreams but the desire to see what was happening to that man was compelling.

He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder and a second on his bum.

"Bad dreams?"

He nodded.

"Let me help you banish them" Rose said as she led him back to bed.

He still felt guilty but maybe he could assuage his guilt this way. Rose lowered her hand to his shaft as she stood pressed to him before their bed. Raising an eyebrow questioningly she stroked along his length. He shrugged and took her in to an embrace he deepened with a slow kiss.

He manoeuvred Rose until he could lower her gently to the mattress and he followed her down. Rose had on a pair of short pyjamas and he ran his hand down her body and under the waistband of her shorts. She raised her bum off the bed as he eased them down before turning his attention to her curls.

Rose entwined her fingers in his thick locks and worked his tongue with her own, she gasped as he teased her apart with his fingers and found and stroked her clit. Her hands flew to the sheets which she balled in her fists as he slipped first one and then a second and third finger inside her. Tearing her mouth from his she grunted

"Harder" at him.

He obliged her. It was the least he could do after waking with a rock hard erection following a dream where another woman had kissed his alter ego. He watched her as she bucked against him and held her as her body shuddered as she clamped around his fingers flushing as her orgasm rushed through her body.

When she was at last still he withdrew his fingers and impaled her with his shaft. He alternated short strokes with long until she was begging him to come for her. He held himself back as long as he could. He knew he was atoning for a kiss he had not received but *he* had and *he* had enjoyed it. That knowledge was enough to make John hold himself in check until the woman he and that other man loved had been shattered in to a million pieces time and time again; until she was gasping for air and screaming for him to erupt inside her.

When at last he could hold his seed no longer he thrust deeper and groaned as she raised her legs around him holding him in place as he poured every drop of himself inside her. Rose lowered her legs and whispered to him,

"Feeling better?"

He nodded. He simply didn't have the breath in him to speak and it was several seconds before Rose's breathing was steady enough to allow her to speak again,

"What were you dreaming about?"

"I… I don't remember." He was lying and flushed guiltily but despite the curtains still being drawn back it was too dark for Rose to observe his shame.

"You mentioned a fly or maybe a swarm of flies, I can't remember now either. Dreams are so fleeting… but it's gone now John. It's just you and me here now." She yawned and he whispered to her,

"I'm fine, go back to sleep we can get cleaned up in the morning."

She yawned again and nodded sleepily before turning her body away from him. He knew that after making love she liked to be held with him spooned up to her and he held her and listened to her breathing deepen and even out as she dropped away in to sleep.

He wasn't far behind her but something made him open his eyes and what he saw almost made him cry out in alarm, but the figure raised her fingers to her lips and shushed him.

"Now now Spaceman, we don't want to wake her do we? That was quite a performance you put on for her. But if a brunette kissing *him* can do that to you imagine how a redhead kissing YOU would make you feel.