Chapter 4-The Day I realized.

Hey everyone! :D just to be warned...this story is now rated M. DxG don't technically do "it" yet but Duncan is gonna be having a wet dream at the very beginning so if you don't wanna read that part, skip down where I'll tell you when it's safe. This is my first rated M so don't be too harsh on me xP

Duncan's POV

(wet dream starts now!)

I'm on top of Gwen, teasing her wet pussy slit with the head of my hard prick. Her moans are music to my ears; I kiss her on her neck, feeling her back quiver.

"Duncan..." she breathes out."I need you in me, now!" She whines with arousal and runs her fingertips down my back.

I keep kissing her neck, sucking on her pasty flesh. "How bad do you want me?" I growl to her ear, tugging on it, thrusting an inch into her.

I hear her gasp and groan, throwing her head back. "So bad!"

My instincts take over; I thrust in all 9 inches of me, thrusting with all of my might, grunting like a wild animal.

She's moaning and screaming my name, gripping the sheets.

I look into her eyes; they're full of pleasure, love, and lust. I look into her eyes as I keep pounding into her, sweat pouring down both our bodies.

"D...D..DUNCAN!" she screams her orgasm hit her, triggering my own release.

(End of dream start reading here if you're a younger reader!)

I slowly open my eyes. "dammit it was all just a dream!" I scream in my head. However I do feel my hips still moving. I look down and see a wet patch in my shorts. Fuck. I now notice a little bit of weight on my chest. I look down and Gwen's head is laying on my chest, still asleep. I smile a bit and stroke her hair. All I can think about is that I'd be doing this afterwards in my dre-wait a minute! I just had a sex dream about my best friend...

Gwen nuzzles my chest, her pasty hands running against my abs.

I lay my head back and sigh. She isn't my best friend anymore, she's the girl I want to date, and she's the one I should've been with for 5 years and then some. She's the one I've wanted since I started to doubt Courtney. I'm going to make her my girlfriend, and then...maybe even my wife. Wow I'm looking too far ahead! Today is the day I start to try to win her over. Gwen Scotts...I could decently get used to that. And I could really start to get used to doing what we were doing in my dream...

Gwen makes a whiney noise in her sleep, I chuckle a bit.

"Duncan..." I hear her mumble, thinking she's awake I answer.

"Yes Gwenny?"

"I...I do...mmmmm too." Then she rolls over and now her leg is wrapped around my own. I wrap my arms around her, holding her; her head nuzzles my chest.

"Do what?" I think to myself, wondering what she's dreaming. Suddenly I see her eyes flutter open. "Good morning Dunk." Gwen smiles.

Instead of smirking, I smile back. "Good morning Gwen."

Gwen giggles and sees how we're situated. "Oh um...s..sorry."

I smile, not letting her go. I even lean my head near her neck, whispering in her ear. "Don't worry about it. I hear her coo and shiver a little.

"Mmm Duncan..." She says, going to say something else but trails off. After a few moments she remembers what she was going to say. "I need to get back to my studio...you can stay here and sleep if you want too.

As good as sleeping again, maybe even having another wet dream sounded, I want to try to win Gwenny over.

"Why stay here and be bored when I can watch my beautiful goth sketch and paint." I flirt lightly, watching her face go red.

"Ok!" Gwen smiles wide. "And thanks."

"Thanks for what?" I ask a bit curiously.

Gwen blushes again, her cheeks bright red. "For calling me beautiful." she gives me a small kiss on my cheek then quickly gets up and grabs some clothes.

I just sit there, a bit shocked and smiling like an idiot. I knew her lips would be soft. Gwen shuts the door to the bathroom to get changed; I take off my pants and boxers and put on clean ones. Plus a pair of skinny jeans, yes I wear skinny jeans get over it! A black tee shirt that says "Juvie Kid" in bright green and blue letters, my tattoos on my arms showing, plus my black converse.

It's been a good five minutes since Gwen went to go change, and I need to go fix my mohawk. "I wonder what's taking her so long." I think to myself." About ten seconds later I found out my answer.

Gwen walks out brushing her long black hair, wearing a simple dark burgundy purple sundress, spaghetti straps that lead to a tie in the back; it lines her small breasts perfectly, hugging every curve on her body, ending right above her knees. The dress was accompanied by some strappy brown wedges. Her eyes brightened with very light dark purple eye shadow plus a mix of brown, her lips still rose red. Instead of my first thought being "She looks hot or sexy" it was "She looks beautiful." I just stared at her, taking in her beauty. I saw her going to put up her hair in a pony tail; I walk over to her and lower her hands.

"Leave it down." I murmur, putting some of her hair behind her ear. "You look beautiful just the way it is now." I heard her heart speed up and a blush appeared on her face. She looks up at me with her big green eyes, they're shining.

"Thanks Duncan." she gives me a hug, her hair still smells like sweet vanilla.

I wrap my arms around her waist. "No problem sunshine." I give her another smile, which she returns with her own.

Soon we take my motorcycle to her art studio, which I love. It's covered in her artwork, or as I call it "heartwork." She's doing what she loves to do and it shows. Her sketches and paintings are fucking amazing. She goes and grabs her pencil and sketchpad. I sit on the desk looking at her draw something, mesmerized by how she can just think of something and draw it. I'm more of a "vandalizer" than an "artist."

She keeps looking up at me, blushes then goes back to her drawing. I raise an eyebrow with curiosity.

"Whatcha drawing Gwen?" I ask, she just blushes and goes to another drawing. "Oh nothing." she says, totally lying.

"Suuure." I say in a sarcastic tone. "If it's nothing lemme see it!" I laugh and take her sketch pad from her hands.

"Noooooo!" She screams and jumps on my back.

"Oh it's so on!" I say. We wrestle for quite a while, eventually she pins me and gets the sketchpad back.

"Got it! Sucker!" She says laughing a bit. Then we both notice how we are positioned.

She is straddling my waist, her legs wrapped around me. My hands are on her thighs. We both blush.

Suddenly, on instinct I guess, I start to rub her thighs with my thumbs. She let's out a little wimper.

"Mm D-Duncan...s..stop..."

I now notice what I'm doing and stop, blushing like crazy. "S..sorry" I move my hands away. Gwen gets up and puts her sketchpad down.

"I'll be right back." Gwen told me and leaves the room. I grab her sketchbook and look at the picture

The picture is of her, and me, kissing. Might I add that she's holding an umbrella and it's raining.

This moment in this day is the day I know beyond a doubt that I'm in love with my best friend, and that my best friend might be falling in love with me.

Woohoo! I'm done with this chappie!

Hope you guys liked it :D