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Something I just scribbled onto paper a few hours ago **************************
[ - 01/26/08 - ]
Okay, I'm not sure EXACTLY when I had this dream anymore, but it was recently. At least in the past few nights.
But be warned now. It contains sex and (not to ruin too much) bloody violence at the end.
I'll also refer to Shigeru as Gary. I like his Japanese name, but I'm used to saying/writing his English name when it's not for an art piece (aka image).
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Okay...
For some strange reason, I myself (yes really! I'm actually myself and not an OC or some other random person!), was sitting on a couch in front of a TV with Gary in a living room of some sort. The TV was pretty close to the couch XD; I dunno why. And it was a nice big screen, but not a wide-screen.
I was 'watching' things from behind, so I just saw the back of our heads. He was on the right and I was on the left.
The TV wasn't really on yet... but this beginning part is pretty fuzzy.
Usually I see things in an 'anime' style. You know, it's like how you'd see them in an anime or whatever. But suddenly I'm seeing through my own POV.
Just starring at the TV. The blank screened TV...
I'm not sure if he sighed, or if I did, but the sound of it made me turn my head to the side and look at him. I was surprised for some odd reason. He looked like he wasn't an anime character, but a person.
He was wearing that black shirt and light purple? pants.
I started looking him over from his knees up to his arms. They were sort of half-haning over the couch.
He seemed bored, just starring ahead of him with a slack face at the blank TV.
So my eyes travled down to the v-neck of his shirt. I watched the light hit his pendant, and they travled down his chest to his thigh.
I heard him make some sort of sound, full of confidence and sort of mocking, "So, like what you see? Heh."
I looked up quickly to see him smirking at me, with a gleam in his eyes. though it felt as if he was looking down on me and making fun of me...
Apparently I'd been holding my breath and didn't know it, so I started breathing again. And my eyes had widdened XD;
He was still leaning lazily against the couch still, half-haning over the back. I saw him holding a black remote out of the corner of my eye in his right hand. I hardly registered that he'd lifted it up and seemed to be clicking buttons on it.
The POV switched agian, and I was watching myself. I was holding a cocky look of my own on my face. I said something to him... but whatever it was I don't remember it XD;
And I sort of leaned over, and had a hand resting on his leg.
My face real close to his.
His face was turned my way, and he just kept smirking at me. I think he might have replied something, but I don't remembet that either ^^;
but it seemed he'd decided on something on the TV anyway. I heard him put the remote down.
This seem to get a little fuzzy here too.
But next thing I know, I'm seeing myself with my lips are pressed against his, he's got his eyes closed also and his left hand behind my head. One of my hands clinging to some material of his shirt along the v-neck of his shirt.
Time seems to shift here and fade into something going on later.
Somehow, we'd ended up watching a hentai on TV, and some dude is having sex with some chick while she's crying out right then.
Somehow I ended up riding Gary, but we're both still facing the TV?
We're not saying anything really.
Until I can hear him sounding like he's getting close to his limit.
I just sort of tilt my head towards him, and smirk, taunting him about only lasting this long.
He tries to sound angry, but it doesn't quite come out that way, and replies with something about me needing to shut up about it, and some other things I can't quite remember that has to do with me and the situation.
So I go through making sure I make him climax faster while he's trying not to.
I can hear him saying something to me about being... something? Not something nice anyway XD;
And then he ends up cumming.
I can feel him relaxing back against the couch.
I get off him, just to turn around and lean down over him, still looking pleased with myself. His eyes are hodded as he looks up at him, his head resting against the couch, his arms out and draped over the couch again as well.
I kneel agianst the end of the couch and hover over him, my arms at each side of his head, for a bit while he's still trying to catch his breath. He's looking up at me with what may have been a look of loathing, but he's also looking rather tired.
I can't help but smirk down at him. He swallowed and his breathing was close to normalcy again.
I close my eyes and see myself grab onto the edges of his collar again, so that I can pull them back slightly and start suckling, licking, and kissing his neck.
I can hear him make appreciative noises, and I make my way back up to his mouth and we start a passionate kiss.
I'm still cliging to his collar, one of his hands burries it's fingers in my hair. He pulls me closer to him and I tug him as close to myself as I can.
Things are fading into themselves again.
Now I seem to be riding him again, and his hands are caressing my skin while he nips at what's been exposed, he's pulled my collar back with his teeth for better access. My hands are resting on his shoulder blades.
I can barely hear him say something to me, not really knowing what he means. But I assume it's got something to do with him 'paying me back' for what I did to him previously.
I can feel him sliding my shirt up, and seeming to just slide my bra out of the way to give him better access to my breasts.
Feeling him on my breasts is getting to be too much as I continue riding him. I try to hold on, but he knows I'm starting to reach my limit this time, I can feel him smile against my skin, and my hands are gripping his sholders tightly now as I try keep my breathing from going too fast.
He pushes me over the limit, and I collapse against him. Trying to steady my breathing and regain myself agian. He's got his arms around me as my head rests against his.
I slide off him to sit limply beside him agian.
We exchange words, but I can't recall what it's about because things are fading into itself again.
Next thing I know, I'm seeing him opening a door from the view point of being inside the room, he's still got his hand on the door knob and he seems to be talking to me, I heard him say my name.
When he looks over at me his face seems to drop and he cuts off his own sentence and seems to freeze.
Then I see myself kneeling on a bed, in front of a piece of paper and a pen or pencil. I have a despairing look on my face, and try to show a sad smile.
I say something like, "Oh, Gary. Hey."
I'm holding some sort of handgun.
He's still not moved or said anything. From this point of view I can't see his face, just some of the back of his head.
I try harder to smile, but it still looks quite sad. My eyes are welling with tears. I say something like a good bye to him, and then click the hammer of the gun back.
Things are starting to slow down and fade, but VERY slowly. I'm raising the gun to my temple, and Gary's started yelling something, moving quickly towards me, but nearly tripping on the way there. I can now see a look of astonishment and fear on his face, if not horror, coming closer to me.
But I pull the trigger.
There's the loud bang of the gun, and a cracking with a bit or a wet sound.
Then things went black.
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