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Task of the Month, Basic i: The dream started when I was at the corner of my house.
"Well," I said, half giddy, half breathless. We were on a date if you can call it a date. It was in the middle of the summer.
"This is me."
"Nice place. Babe, I like it." He smiled.
My Dream Character was named Paul. He was about 5 Feet 9 Inches tall with a short wavy Casual Hairstyle that fit his brunette Hair Color. The style on his side and back of his brown mane swept back behind his ears. He had a tan. His eyebrows had a slight arch. His eyes, Oh my god you can just fall in love with his eyes. They were a piercing forest shade of green that made you have goosebumps when you look at them. He had a slight turn-up nose and a four'o'clock shadow. From what I remember from the dream was that he had this iconic grin that was bright and sweet.
His buff physique was somewhat visible through his tight black shirt. Apparently, the dream, he was about 170lbs. He was dress in casual clothes. He wore a pair of blue jeans in the dream.
I was lost for words in the dream. I was so nervous "This could- Uh. You - could come up, if you wanted."
His jaw dropped.
"Really?!!"
He stared at me with his mouth opened in shock.
I recall that I felt tight that ached of old pain of old rejection. "Unless you don't want -", I stammered.
He frowned, "IC, I would have to be spectacularly stupid not want to, with a girl like you!!"
We stared at each other for a moment.
"Like, stupidly, ridiculously, to the point of absurdity - He continued to babble on and on. "What?? Paul!!!" I said. "Shut up and kiss me!!"
"I thought you would never ask!!" he smiled.
He Kisses me before I make another sound. I whimpered, more than a little as his arms close around me.
For all his ridiculousness silliness now, I have seen this other side of him, the serious side, the devoted side. The alpha male side. In the dream I remember that he pressed my back against the brick, one hand cradled the back of my head, the other cupped my cheek with the kind of tenderness that would make you cry!!
A tear traced down my cheek. He made this weird noise and abandoned my lips. Then his kissed his way up the arch of my cheekbone and licked the salty liquid that fell down away with his tongue. Then I kiss the corner of his eye as my fingers entangle in his hair. Paul groaned as he pressed his hips against me, hard. I felt like I didn't give a damn that we were on a public street and people are beginning to stare.
Doesn't even notice it in the hot crush of his thigh between me. Eventually, he buries his face in my shoulder and pants! Just pants, gasping for breath. My fingers card through his hair, almost absently, relishing the silky slide of his curls. My knees shook, even as he kissed at my collarbone. When he looked up at me, again. His eyes were bright, wild.
"You are going to be the death of me," he rasped at last then raised a hand to block me as I moved in to kiss him again.
"Don't," he warns, "Just don't, IC, or we will never get up those stairs because I won't be able to stop and then you will actually kill me."
"Yeah," I said, breathless, helpless to stop the smile.
"I actually would."
Then at this point of this dream, I became lucid. He made me feel like I was flying.
Our eyes met, and then we were laughing, helplessly, as we held on to each other up. Giggles erupt out of us in hysterical, and gasps. He looked up at me again, hair mussed, he a lopsided grin on his face.
I couldn't help myself. I recall that I kissed him, hard and fast!
At that point, I pulled away, tugged him toward the door, and doesn't even protest when he followed up like a little puppy dog behind me. His breath is hot against my ear as the door slammed shut behind us.
At this point, I decided to do the Basic Task i- Ask a DC where he or she is from. Then asked him the Task question.
"Anywhere you want me to me from, babe!! How far?" His voice is muffled against my hair as he drags my back against him.
One flight, I promise, honey!! Then he grabs my hand, tugs me up the stairs. "So," I said as I hang the keys on the hook and turned to face him. "This is..." Then my voice trailed off when I say saw the way he was looking at me. His eyes hungry, his face stricken. He blurts out. "Get naked!!" short, sharp. "It's a command, not a request."
Then I must have lost some of my lucidity but, who cares? I was enjoying the dream anyway. My knees give out from under me, "Whoa!" He said sharply and lunges to catch me. There's no trace of the smile now, just his eyes intent on mine, his hands palmed up under my shirt to cup my breast through my bra. Then I woke up!!
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