In His Dreams (Mother 3, Duster/Kumatora, Song 6)
Title: In His Dreams
Fandom: Mother 3
Pairing: Duster/Kumatora
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Non-described nudity, implied sex (sort of), possible slight spoilers for Chapter 7 of the game
Song: JC Chasez, "All Day Long I Dream About Sex"
Disclaimer: Characters and settings not mine!
Duster knew something was up when his dreams started to become coherent. They'd always been jumbles of half-connected narrative before, flashes of running and darkness and music just out of earshot, even when he'd been Tamekichi; when he returned to himself, though, the stories lasted longer and the music got stronger. And she was in all of them -- grinning, magenta hair brighter than life. Kumatora, beckoning him on.
So you wanna be a rockstar
Keep it going, don't stop
Work it while you're on top, call the cops
What else was there to do? He started following her.
Rollercoaster riding, baby
Up and down
I love to watch you do it
I just want to get close to you
Find out what it takes to move you
Feel the rhythm, hit the spot, getting hot
All night long
The first time he managed to catch up to her before he wakes up, his dream had them in one of the alleys behind Corva. As he stumbled behind her, Kumatora grabbed him by the wrist, grin going nearly feral as she craned up to kiss him. Before he knew it, he was backed against the rough stone wall, Kuma's tongue in his mouth, Kuma's hands under his shirt, the sensation like sunlight behind his eyes --
And then Duster woke up to harsh, real sunlight and the Fire Mountain ahead of him. All the harsh descent, he found himself daydreaming about what might have happened afterwards.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
It was two nights later, in the dreamscape of Osohe Castle, that Duster finally managed to track her down again. They met in the hot spring chamber, so thick with steam that he could barely see -- but he couldn't miss her, the bright hair and the hints of smooth skin through the steam. "C'mon in, Duster," she said. "Water's fine."
"H-hold on..."
Duster'd never gotten undressed that quickly in his life.
Keep in mind, I'm a love machine
Get it twenty four seven, call me any time you need
He slipped into the water, as warm and soothing as he remembered it, and the ripples in the water were the first sign of Kumatora approaching him. Once he could finally see her face through the steam, she was as flushed as she was, and there was something rather softer in her smile than he'd expected. "I've been waiting for this, you know. Corva was good -- it was fun, huh? -- but I wasn't sure if you'd ever really decide to follow me all the way..."
Duster blinked; this Kumatora knew what that Kumatora had done? He wasn't used to having memory in dreams. Still...
"... I'd follow you anywhere, Kuma. You're my princess, and I..."
"Good," she said. "I thought that's what you'd say." She leaned in, her skin moving against his as she kissed him. Her lips were soft, but they were insistent, and Duster yielded to them.
Some extra attention, did I forget to mention
School's back in session, get ready for a lesson
He closed his eyes, letting touch guide him over the smooth curves of Kumatora's form and the eddies in the water of their motion. He could feel her hands tracing down his sides, pausing on his hips, and then she was pressed against him... and then...
"How about this, huh?"
I just want to feel alive
And do what it takes to satisfy you
He opened his eyes again to Kumatora's face and the steamy room grown fuzzy and indistinct around the edges. There were stars in his eyes, and the world grew distant -- all but Kuma, her lips on his neck, her back slick under his hands...
Hour after hour baby
All night long with you
Time blurred and fell away. The world was warmth, and water, and sunbursts behind his eyes.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
Duster awoke on the floor of the inn, sun from the window rousing him back to the world. As real as the dream had felt -- as right as it had felt -- he had to put it out of his mind. There wasn't time, and besides --
"Hey! Lazybones!"
Hovering over him was Kumatora, wide awake and smirking. Duster staggered to his feet, running a quick hand through his hair. "Sheesh. Shouldn't startle me like that..."
"I figured I had the right," replied Kumatora breezily. "Y'know, after last night."
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"'Last night'? What?!" She didn't mean -- she couldn't --
"Being a psychic isn't just about setting things on fire, y'know. I would have preferred a direct approach, but with Lucas around, you gotta do what you can."
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"... so if he hadn't been, you would have..."
"Whatever you're thinking, double it. If we get through this alive, I'll prove it to you."
Was she just playing with him...? No, Duster had to remind himself -- Kuma didn't make promises she wouldn't keep, and she wasn't one to back down. For that matter, he didn't exactly want her to.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"Great," Duster said, smile maybe more sheepish than he'd intended. "Now I'm never going to get a decent night's sleep."
"That," Kumatora replied, with a wicked grin, "would be the plan."
Fandom: Mother 3
Pairing: Duster/Kumatora
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Non-described nudity, implied sex (sort of), possible slight spoilers for Chapter 7 of the game
Song: JC Chasez, "All Day Long I Dream About Sex"
Disclaimer: Characters and settings not mine!
Duster knew something was up when his dreams started to become coherent. They'd always been jumbles of half-connected narrative before, flashes of running and darkness and music just out of earshot, even when he'd been Tamekichi; when he returned to himself, though, the stories lasted longer and the music got stronger. And she was in all of them -- grinning, magenta hair brighter than life. Kumatora, beckoning him on.
So you wanna be a rockstar
Keep it going, don't stop
Work it while you're on top, call the cops
What else was there to do? He started following her.
Rollercoaster riding, baby
Up and down
I love to watch you do it
I just want to get close to you
Find out what it takes to move you
Feel the rhythm, hit the spot, getting hot
All night long
The first time he managed to catch up to her before he wakes up, his dream had them in one of the alleys behind Corva. As he stumbled behind her, Kumatora grabbed him by the wrist, grin going nearly feral as she craned up to kiss him. Before he knew it, he was backed against the rough stone wall, Kuma's tongue in his mouth, Kuma's hands under his shirt, the sensation like sunlight behind his eyes --
And then Duster woke up to harsh, real sunlight and the Fire Mountain ahead of him. All the harsh descent, he found himself daydreaming about what might have happened afterwards.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
It was two nights later, in the dreamscape of Osohe Castle, that Duster finally managed to track her down again. They met in the hot spring chamber, so thick with steam that he could barely see -- but he couldn't miss her, the bright hair and the hints of smooth skin through the steam. "C'mon in, Duster," she said. "Water's fine."
"H-hold on..."
Duster'd never gotten undressed that quickly in his life.
Keep in mind, I'm a love machine
Get it twenty four seven, call me any time you need
He slipped into the water, as warm and soothing as he remembered it, and the ripples in the water were the first sign of Kumatora approaching him. Once he could finally see her face through the steam, she was as flushed as she was, and there was something rather softer in her smile than he'd expected. "I've been waiting for this, you know. Corva was good -- it was fun, huh? -- but I wasn't sure if you'd ever really decide to follow me all the way..."
Duster blinked; this Kumatora knew what that Kumatora had done? He wasn't used to having memory in dreams. Still...
"... I'd follow you anywhere, Kuma. You're my princess, and I..."
"Good," she said. "I thought that's what you'd say." She leaned in, her skin moving against his as she kissed him. Her lips were soft, but they were insistent, and Duster yielded to them.
Some extra attention, did I forget to mention
School's back in session, get ready for a lesson
He closed his eyes, letting touch guide him over the smooth curves of Kumatora's form and the eddies in the water of their motion. He could feel her hands tracing down his sides, pausing on his hips, and then she was pressed against him... and then...
"How about this, huh?"
I just want to feel alive
And do what it takes to satisfy you
He opened his eyes again to Kumatora's face and the steamy room grown fuzzy and indistinct around the edges. There were stars in his eyes, and the world grew distant -- all but Kuma, her lips on his neck, her back slick under his hands...
Hour after hour baby
All night long with you
Time blurred and fell away. The world was warmth, and water, and sunbursts behind his eyes.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
Duster awoke on the floor of the inn, sun from the window rousing him back to the world. As real as the dream had felt -- as right as it had felt -- he had to put it out of his mind. There wasn't time, and besides --
"Hey! Lazybones!"
Hovering over him was Kumatora, wide awake and smirking. Duster staggered to his feet, running a quick hand through his hair. "Sheesh. Shouldn't startle me like that..."
"I figured I had the right," replied Kumatora breezily. "Y'know, after last night."
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"'Last night'? What?!" She didn't mean -- she couldn't --
"Being a psychic isn't just about setting things on fire, y'know. I would have preferred a direct approach, but with Lucas around, you gotta do what you can."
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"... so if he hadn't been, you would have..."
"Whatever you're thinking, double it. If we get through this alive, I'll prove it to you."
Was she just playing with him...? No, Duster had to remind himself -- Kuma didn't make promises she wouldn't keep, and she wasn't one to back down. For that matter, he didn't exactly want her to.
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
All day long I dream about sex
And all night long I think about sex
And all the time I think about sex with you, with you
"Great," Duster said, smile maybe more sheepish than he'd intended. "Now I'm never going to get a decent night's sleep."
"That," Kumatora replied, with a wicked grin, "would be the plan."