Once again Dean had stayed for the night at Liam's. Now that they had crossed the 'sleeping next to each other' step, there was no way to make them cease it. Liam loved to wake up and feel the presence of his younger lover besides him. More than just a physical appeal, it was also the comfort they gave each other at any time in the night. It was the overwhelming warmth. It was the friendly banter and interesting conversation on all subjects. It was the fact that they were next to each other all day long.
Of course, Liam couldn't hide it either, the fact that he was discovering new sides to his sexuality was not a minor aspect. Dean was experienced and not shy to show it. He was confidently leading the older man in a path of desire and lust. They had yet to take the last step, Dean being adamant to go slowly at least on that point.
However, as far as the older man was concerned, their naughty activities could go on non stop. He loved to see the shivers of pleasure he produced on Dean's lean body. He couldn't get enough of the younger's smell, soft hair, smooth skin and erotical moan. His senses were constantly triggered. Every touch, kisses, strokes that they gave each other, transported them into their personal wonderland.
Now that they had begun, Liam was seeing every space they visited in a different light. He had found himself, more than once, staring at hidden places, wondering if he could steal a moment with his lover. He felt like a rabbit, thinking non stop about jumping on the handsome black haired man. This was a first for him too. His past girlfriends and one night stand had just plainly filled the need he had. But now, it was more than that. He craved for anything related to Dean, even just a light touch of his finger.
Stirrings next to him, brought him back to the present. Dean was shuffling under their cover, his face scrunched as if he was suffering. Liam, concerned, stroked the caramel skin of his face and tucked away the strand of black hair. But it looked like Dean was too immersed in the dream, he would have to wake him up this time.
« Dean ... Dean, Dean ! » calling him louder by the minute, Liam pulled the younger in his embrace.
After a few nights, he had understood that Dean was very receptive to physical contact and this would help him wake in a smoother way. Just as he expected, the younger man stirred up from his sleep slowly but calmly.
Holding tighter on the black haired man's shoulder and waist, Liam let him take in his surroundings. Instinctively, he knew that he needed a bit of time to get back to reality. A heavy sigh let him know that Dean had regained self-control. He was now snuggling against the older man's chest, his head leaning in the crook of his neck.
« Ji Su is having really bad thoughts ... » whispered the Thai man in the shaking voice.
Once again, this tightening in his heart.
Looking down at his lover's head, Liam burrowed his lips and nose in the silky black hair, giving small pecks from time to time. He didn't know what to say to Dean's sentence. He had learned that the main protagonist of his dreams was physically and psychologically tortured in different ways. The fact that his boyfriend was living those events as if he was the person himself, worried him. But he could only help the dreamer to come back to reality, safely. Nothing else.
The more he heard about the story in the dreams, the less he was sure of his own beliefs. He was starting to wonder what it really was all about. Reincarnation still was far from his mind, but he could admit that the dreams had too many details and logicality to be just that, dreams. It was something more. But what ? Liam was still full of questions and doubts, but he was keeping them for himself. For now.
They spent the next hour in each other's arms. The innocent embrace soon turning to a much less passive activity. In a way, Dean seemed to exorcise his nightmare through the feverish attack on his older lover.
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