In the italics is his dream, if you have a problem with love scenes, once again please don't read it. This is my first time writing this type of story with little sex scenes so please, bear with me.
"Sooo tired" I moaned laying ontop of my bed, not even bothering to change before drifting into a deep sleep. My striped black and blue bed spread benieth me, my tan walls covered with posters of various bands and pages ripped out from magazines. In the corner a black lap top lay on my black desk, a blue weelie-chair next to it. Piles of dirty laundry litter the floor along with some old homework papers, and trash. The digital clock on my end table pronounced that it was 7:00 p.m., this was the first of my longer shirfts, and seeing as to how school ended last week, its not like I had anything better to do.
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"L-lu-lucien, stommmmmmm" I tryed to say before he kissed me deeply, licking my lip, asking for access, to which I greedily replyed by opening my mouth. His tongue dranced with mine, fighting with mine for dominance before I finally gave in.
After a bit he abruptly stopped and yanked off my shirt, ripping it a little with the force. He licked his lips in anticipation, leaning in to nibble a little on my ear, causing me to moan loudly. He bent his head, kissing my neck lightly trailing down a little before sucking at it, causing me to groan, digging my nails into his back.
He pulled back grinning, looking directly into my frusterated pale blue eyes before saying, "You belong to me, Daniel" He grabbed me harshly yanking down my pants before-
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"Mother f*cking A!!!!" I yelped loudly, looking around hastily for what had woken me up from my dream. The phone in my pocket was ringing loudly; it was probably what caused me, being the light sleeper I was, to wake up.
I looked to see who was calling, and upon finding it was Kelly, an ex of mine but now close friend, flung it across the room. I was so not in the mood to deal with this crap.
I looked down and turned red in embarrisment, remembering my dream, correction, wet dream. I hastily changed into another pare of clothes and threw those along with my sheets into the washer. I looked up at the clock to see that it was 10:00 p.m.. Changing my mind I picked up my phone, and called Kelly back.
"Hey~ Danny, took you long enough to call back" Her sugar sweet voice said through the phone.
"Why'd you call me?" I left out the part of me being asleep purposly.
"Hmm? Oh, guess what!" She said causing me to mentally slap myself for returning her call, Kelly was a notorious gossiper.
"I dont care about gossip Kel" I grunted in annoyance.
"Ouch, but this one is sure to interest you!" She purred.
"What."
"Hehe, its Amanda," My last ex, of course she would,"She's pregnate!" Holy crap. Well, she deserves it, that bitch broke my heart and called me a girl.
"With who? Jake?" Her boyfriend; they got together the day after our break-up and have remained close since, well as close as you can be with a cheating girlfriend.
"Nope. Fred"
"F*ck no. Isn't he going out with Jessica?"
"I know! Thats why its such a big deal! They're like the closest thing since you and me, back, you know, when we were still dating."
"Yeah, yeah, and why do I care? Me and Amanda broke up more than three months ago in case you have forgotten."
"Well I thought you'd care, or at least laugh at her" She said sounding slightly dissappointed.
"I do, I live off this stuff you know," I said sarcastically, than added seriosly," I just have alot on my plate right now, and I'm really stressed out."
"Oh? What?" She said her inner gossiper leaking through.
"Nothing" I said, hanging up before she could reply even though I knew that, that would just make her more curious.
Ring*Ring*Ring*
I looked at the caller ID, swearing at the thought of Kelly calling back. She knows that I don't call back or answer after hanging up. But I sighed in relief when I saw that it was, in fact, an unfamiliar number.
"Hello?" I said cautiously, answering just because I had nothing better to do.
"Hey, Daniel" A strangely familar yet unfamiliar masculine voice asked through the phone.
"Who are you and how do you know my name?"
"Oh? You've forgotten already? That really hurts me, you'd think I'd leave a bigger mark on the people I meet" Okay thats creepy, I'd know if I'd met this person before.
"Who the hell are you! I'd think I'd remember your voice if I knew you, or your number, cut the crap and tell me what you want!"
"Think back to yesterday, my love" The way he said 'my love' sent shivers down my spine, who is he?
Crap, I didn't accidently give out my number when I was drunk did I? "Listen if I gave you my number last night, I didn't mean it, I was drunk and I'm not gay."
"Hahahaha" He laughed into the phone, when his laughter finnally died down he spoke, his voice filled with amusment, "Thats not how I know you, think more personal, and I'll even throw in a hint: I know for a fact that you are gay, whether you admit it to your self or not."
I am not. Think. Think Daniel. How does he know you? You cant know if someone is gay unless of course you saw them with a guy, they told you that they were gay, or you flirted, kissed or had sex with them. Which means... Last night, last night... Oh. Shit.
"N-no" I said my hands becoming sweaty with nerves.
"Aww, so do you know who I am?"
"L-Lucien?"
"Yes?"
"No!"
"Oh, yes. I can understand if you don't remember the details of last night, but that doesn't change the fact that you. are. mine."
"Listen, I-I'm sorry but t-that-t was just a m-mistake, I"M NOT GAY!" I yelled, freaking out, I mean I was just on the phone but the guy scared the shit out of me, the way I felt about him scared me even more.
"Hahaha, I see your still in that little stage of denial. But sadly, no matter what you say we both know the truth, "I could practically hear him smirking, "You are mine, my love, and that mark you have just serves to prove it all the more"
"B-but we were both drunk! I-I-"
"Now Daniel, just because you were drunk doesn't mean that I was" He spoke clearly, no hint of a lie. My heart stopped, to him it wasn't a drunken mistake. Hell, he wasn't even drunk.
"You took advantage of me!" I said, a tear finally escaping my eye.
"Hardly. No, I've taken advantage of many, many people, but you accepted me willingly." I could practically see the evil glint in his eye.
"Just leave me alone! I dont want this!"Just as I was about to do what I always do when conversations go too far and hang up he warned "Hang up on me and I will be forced to take desperate measures, my dear" How did he know!? I hardly knew him!
I sobbed a little before hanging up, a stupid mistake I know but it was just too stressful. Do I like him? Am I interested in guys? The dream just had to make things so much more complicated didn't it!
I changed into my pajamas, falling onto my bed and into sleep, only this time, I had no dreams.
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