Chapter 1

Dream.

She was sure she was dreaming. The elusive caresses of the fur blanket over her exposed belly as they moved with each other with an elegant rhythm weren't something to be defined in words. Words - that merely, helplessly stood silent witnesses to her feelings. Waves of pleasure gambolled unrestrained in her entire being as his lips gracefully assaulted hers. The feathery fondle of his hand over the blanket as he traced the contours of her shapely calves up to her heaving bosoms sent shivers down her body. She felt strangely complete as goosebumps rose over her limbs.

Dream.

He was sure he was dreaming. So sure. The rich cream of the fragile porcelain doll under him glistened with a glow he had never known before. The thick sheet of black velvet of her hair embossed patterns of splendour beneath her like a halo of an angel that she was. The glorious curve of her lips, the resplendent arch of her back as she held herself taut against him tamed the charisma of Psyche in comparison.

Dream.

Was it? Maybe, she thought, maybe not. She didn't think she had it in her ever accept him as hers. Their past encounters never let her believe on them together. Ever. They were eclectic individuals, to sum it up in a word. But she had mercilessly overridden the datum that they were always one - through the challenges, through the arguments, through the struggles, through the affection, through the passion, through everything... And she didn't know how and when her heart had realized it, and why her mind never did... Little did she know that 'she' always knew it. Her soul knew it... And it didn't matter then - anything didn't matter except that he was hers.

Those days are gone

Now I want you so much

The night is long

And I need your touch...

Dream.

Could it be more beautiful, he questioned himself as he controlled hard, wanting to contain the slipping sanity in him, as his fingers entwined with their counterpart. Her. He could make out the crumpled sheets under them as they rolled and switched over the other. And they rolled again. The golden luminescence from the candles around them bounced back from every fold on the bedspread, accentuating the creases even further. Her nails dug deep into his skin as her lips twitched in the most wonderful way he had seen. The sweet peal of her laughter resonated in the chambers of his mind as he remembered her from another time. Tears of pearls from her deep hazel orbs tormented his very existence as his brain revisited her tortured features. A knife went through his heart as the agonizing memories stormed back at him - wanting to haunt him, but he forced them out, promising himself of her happiness. It hurt when he coerced the knife out from his anguished heart. It hurt a lot. But then, suddenly it didn't. He didn't know why. He wished he did. Except that he didn't want to know anything - anything apart from the fact that she was his.

Don't know what to say

Never meant to feel this way

Don't want to be

Alone tonight...

Dream.

She never knew if this was really a dream. She still wasn't sure. It felt oddly surreal - too enigmatic to be just a dream, too beautiful to be real. And yet there she lay; writhing in pleasure under the only man she had ever loved. She never knew how. She never knew why. She squeezed her eyes shut as she grabbed a handful of sheet and pulled it close to her, twisting her wrists mid-air. She wrapped one of her legs over his waist, bringing him closer to her as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. She moaned and sighed as the welcoming warmth of his breath tickled her sensitive skin.

What can I do to make you mine?

Falling so hard, so fast, this time

What did I say?

What did you do?

How did I fall in love with you?

Dream.

She was ethereal - too good to be true, too angelic to exist. He grazed the tip of his nose along her aquiline jawline, cupping her face with one hand as felt her leg slid up his waist and curve around his body, accepting him into her. He unwrapped himself from her as he held her leg plumb with a hand, his form impersonating the majestic Eros as he straightened over her petite frame. He thrust himself into her, soft and hard, enraptured by the pulsating rhapsody of their union.

With you I want to spend

The rest of my life...

No. It wasn't a dream. It was real.

What can I do to make you mine?

Falling so hard, so fast, this time

Everything's changed

We never knew

How did I fall in love with you?

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Okay, I seriously don't know why I wrote this! Maybe my mind was too adamant to let go of the spoiler pics! Anyway, this is the first time ever that I attempted writing mature, so yeah - I'd love to know more about how you found this OneShot!

It hasn't been proofread because I'm supposed to be studying pharmacology right now for my paper which is tomorrow morning! Wish me luck guys! Need it!!!

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*Title and song credit: Backstreet Boys | Black and Blue (2000). Banner background: Spoiler pictures (30th September, 2012).

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