Pleasant Dreams

Chinese Rock: Dee Dee Ramone

Pleasant Dreams

Chinese Rock: Dee Dee Ramone

Chinese Rock: Dee Dee Ramone

It's freezing cold outside today, and you've been waiting outside for nearly an hour. You are waiting for one of your regular customers, Dee Dee Ramone. You're about to go inside when you finally see him walking down the street.

It's a shame, he's only coming over to buy heroin from you. You've always had a bit of a crush on him. Though, you've never had the courage to act on it. He looks absolutely amazing, today.

"Hey, Dee Dee. What brings you here?" You flash your best smile, attempting to flirt.

"Oh, just a little Chinese rock." He answers.

"Is that the only thing you want?" You ask, staring hopelessly into his eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's not a want. It's a need, (y/n)." Dee Dee replies.

With those words, you are reminded that Dee Dee doesn't need you. He can have any girl he wants, at any time. He has tons of groupies offering themselves to him, every time he plays a concert.

You get Dee Dee his drugs, and he thanks you. You offer to let him shoot up in your bedroom. He takes you up on your offer.

You and Dee Dee are now in your bedroom. Your room is dark, with red drapes. You light some incense that smells like lavender.

"So (y/n), do you have a boyfriend?" Dee Dee curiously asks.

I've had a few boyfriends here and there, but none at the moment." You say, scooting closer to Dee Dee.

Dee Dee picks up the syringe and is about to shoot up when you stop him.

"Why don't you do that later?" You say, looking at him, with a look that can only be described as pure lust. Dee Dee clearly knows that you want him, and you know he wants you.

He smiles at you and you grab him by the collar of his shirt. You're not usually this aggressive, but you can't help yourself. He just looks so fucking hot. He is now on top of you, looking down and smiling. You put both of your hands on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to you. Finally, your lips meet. What an amazing kisser!

"I bet I know what you really need, Dee Dee." You say, giving your most alluring smile.

"And what's that, (y/n)?" Dee Dee asks, before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips, that leaves you begging for more.

"A relaxing massage, of course. So, take off your shirt and lie down on the bed. Now, just enjoy." You say as you begin massaging Dee Dee's back with the rose oil from your nightstand.

You could tell that Dee Dee was enjoying the feeling of your hands rubbing him, by the deep moans and growls he let out into the pillow, that his face was buried in. And every moan he made sounded so unbelievably sexy. You were enjoying the massage as well. How could you not? Your hands all over Dee Dee's shirtless body.

"Turn over." You tell Dee Dee, and he does.

You start to massage his chest, and his rock hard abs, until you notice something else is rock hard as well. You look at Dee Dee, and he smiles seductively. This is your chance.

You and Dee Dee absolutely cannot take your eyes off of one another. You've now removed all of your clothing, which has put an even bigger smile on his face, and Dee Dee has removed his pants. Your eyes are still glued to one another, and you can't take your hands off of each other.

"I've wanted to tell you this for so long, Dee Dee." You say, slightly blushing.

"What is it, (y/n)?" He asks.

"I've had feelings for you for a long time now. I'm telling you this because I can't let myself get hurt right now." You hope you didn't just ruin your chances, but you've been hurt too many times in the past.

"I'm not saying this to hurt you. The most our relationship could ever really be is sex and drugs. Do you still wanna do this?" He asks.

"Sure." You whisper.

You wipe the tears away, as soon as Dee Dee turns his head.

You and Dee Dee make love and it's incredible, just as you'd always hoped it would be. He's gentle and passionate. Though once it's over, he's gone and the tears start pouring. It was nice while it lasted.