More Than A Dream (Sarah / Alec)
From Nonny - Person A is woken up by person B calling their name, only to realize that person B is actually asleep, and having a sex dream about person A. Person B becomes increasingly animated and vocal, until person A’s barely-contained laughter wakes them up. Person B is embarrassed, but cheers up considerably when person A asks if they can reenact the events of Person B’s dream together.
Thanks for the prompt, dear nonny. I really like it! I hope you like it too.
Rated: M
“Sarah.” Alec sighs into her hair, a small groan escaping his lips. “Darlin’.”
“What is it?” The ginger mutters sleepily, she forces her eyes open and sees that it’s only four in the morning. Alec isn’t a morning person and swears he’ll never be, so for him to be waking her up at an ungodly hour like this, it has to be something important. But it’s not as she has come to realise.
It takes a moment for her sleep addled brain to comprehend what’s happening but once it does, she has to bite her lips to stop herself from giggling aloud. This situation is both very flattering and amusing simultaneously. Deciding to tease him a little, she wiggles her bum against his excitement, eliciting a loud groan from him.
“Mmm, darlin’.” Even in his sleep, his hand manages to slip itself under her nightie. Moving like a man on a mission, his hand quickly finds her breasts and now she bites her lips for a very different reason. “I want you,” he mumbles sleepily, his hot breath tickling the shell of her ears.
Sarah turns her head with a raised brow, wondering if he had woken up but finds that Alec still very asleep. It’s amazing how coherent he is while having a sex dream about her, she thinks. She carefully removes his hand from her breasts but only to have it roaming southward, his fingers stroking her bare hips.
“Alec,” she gasps when his hand brushes against the inside of her thighs. She tries to guide his hand back to rest on her stomach but his fingers run themselves across her soft tummy, tickling her sensitive skin. She’s half moaning and half giggling at his ministrations, squirming around in his arms and he takes the opportunity to mesh their bodies together closer. She can feel him harder than he has ever been and she’s very aware of the heat between her thighs. Damn, she thinks. If he can get her this excited without being awake at all, who knows what he can do if he’s actually awake.
“Alec,” she tries again, a little louder and more insistent this time around. “Wake up, love.”
He groans and she watches as he finally pries his eyes open. “What is it, darlin’?”
She giggles. He’s so cute when he looks like a lost little boy. “Maybe you should tell me. What were you dreaming about?” She kisses his scruffy cheeks and grins as his eyes widen in embarrassment. “Was it about me? I heard my name.”
“It’s just a dream,” he shrugs.
“Doesn’t look like it.” Her eyes travel down to the tent in his pants and smirks. She can’t really see in the dark but she’s sure that his cheeks must look adorably pink right now. “Tell me. What were we doing in your dream, Detective Inspector?”
“It’s nothing.”
“It doesn’t sound like nothing, Alec.” Sarah leans over him, her fiery hair forming a curtain around them and one hand resting over his heart that is pounding like he just completed a marathon. From this angle, he can see all the freckles on her gorgeous chest and he swallows thickly. “Tell me, please?” Her voice is all soft and shy. She works her lips into a cute little pout and bats her eyelashes at him. Alec sighs and knows he has lost the battle from the very beginning. He can never deny her of anything on a regular basis, and when she’s looking at him like this, he will give her the moon if she asked. She owns his ass and she fucking knows it.
“We were at your school, and you took me to see your newly decorated classroom.”
“How did we end up having sex in my classroom, Inspector?”
“It’s my fault,” he breathes, reaching up to brush her hair away from her face. “You were talking about your plans for the kids and you just look so beautiful… I had to have you.”
“Naughty boy.” Sarah deliberately presses her chest against him, causing him to curse under his breath while she licks at his ears. “We have a school play in two weeks,” she giggles teasingly, “You should come. I’ll even wear that dress you love so much.”
“Are you - ugh - sure that’s a good idea?”
“If only you promise to show me exactly what we did your dreams…” Alec finds parts of him twitching uncomfortably at her suggestion. It’s her turn to let her hands wander across his skinny form. His hands flies to her hips when she moves to straddle him. Her nightie rides up her pale, long legs and curses again. He thinks he can see the curls of red peeking out from that pathetic six inch piece of cloth she calls a nightgown. “Where did it happen, Alec? On my table?” She didn’t mean to tease him this much but she’s enjoying herself more than she thought she would. She’s usually the one on the other end of this teasing game he likes so much and now it’s exhilarating that she has the upper hand.
Finally, he can’t take it any longer and with a throaty growl, he flips her over, so she’s lying under him. “I’ll just show you at the play.”
“I’ll get the tickets.”
The sequel
Thanks for the prompt, dear nonny. I really like it! I hope you like it too.
Rated: M
“Sarah.” Alec sighs into her hair, a small groan escaping his lips. “Darlin’.”
“What is it?” The ginger mutters sleepily, she forces her eyes open and sees that it’s only four in the morning. Alec isn’t a morning person and swears he’ll never be, so for him to be waking her up at an ungodly hour like this, it has to be something important. But it’s not as she has come to realise.
It takes a moment for her sleep addled brain to comprehend what’s happening but once it does, she has to bite her lips to stop herself from giggling aloud. This situation is both very flattering and amusing simultaneously. Deciding to tease him a little, she wiggles her bum against his excitement, eliciting a loud groan from him.
“Mmm, darlin’.” Even in his sleep, his hand manages to slip itself under her nightie. Moving like a man on a mission, his hand quickly finds her breasts and now she bites her lips for a very different reason. “I want you,” he mumbles sleepily, his hot breath tickling the shell of her ears.
Sarah turns her head with a raised brow, wondering if he had woken up but finds that Alec still very asleep. It’s amazing how coherent he is while having a sex dream about her, she thinks. She carefully removes his hand from her breasts but only to have it roaming southward, his fingers stroking her bare hips.
“Alec,” she gasps when his hand brushes against the inside of her thighs. She tries to guide his hand back to rest on her stomach but his fingers run themselves across her soft tummy, tickling her sensitive skin. She’s half moaning and half giggling at his ministrations, squirming around in his arms and he takes the opportunity to mesh their bodies together closer. She can feel him harder than he has ever been and she’s very aware of the heat between her thighs. Damn, she thinks. If he can get her this excited without being awake at all, who knows what he can do if he’s actually awake.
“Alec,” she tries again, a little louder and more insistent this time around. “Wake up, love.”
He groans and she watches as he finally pries his eyes open. “What is it, darlin’?”
She giggles. He’s so cute when he looks like a lost little boy. “Maybe you should tell me. What were you dreaming about?” She kisses his scruffy cheeks and grins as his eyes widen in embarrassment. “Was it about me? I heard my name.”
“It’s just a dream,” he shrugs.
“Doesn’t look like it.” Her eyes travel down to the tent in his pants and smirks. She can’t really see in the dark but she’s sure that his cheeks must look adorably pink right now. “Tell me. What were we doing in your dream, Detective Inspector?”
“It’s nothing.”
“It doesn’t sound like nothing, Alec.” Sarah leans over him, her fiery hair forming a curtain around them and one hand resting over his heart that is pounding like he just completed a marathon. From this angle, he can see all the freckles on her gorgeous chest and he swallows thickly. “Tell me, please?” Her voice is all soft and shy. She works her lips into a cute little pout and bats her eyelashes at him. Alec sighs and knows he has lost the battle from the very beginning. He can never deny her of anything on a regular basis, and when she’s looking at him like this, he will give her the moon if she asked. She owns his ass and she fucking knows it.
“We were at your school, and you took me to see your newly decorated classroom.”
“How did we end up having sex in my classroom, Inspector?”
“It’s my fault,” he breathes, reaching up to brush her hair away from her face. “You were talking about your plans for the kids and you just look so beautiful… I had to have you.”
“Naughty boy.” Sarah deliberately presses her chest against him, causing him to curse under his breath while she licks at his ears. “We have a school play in two weeks,” she giggles teasingly, “You should come. I’ll even wear that dress you love so much.”
“Are you - ugh - sure that’s a good idea?”
“If only you promise to show me exactly what we did your dreams…” Alec finds parts of him twitching uncomfortably at her suggestion. It’s her turn to let her hands wander across his skinny form. His hands flies to her hips when she moves to straddle him. Her nightie rides up her pale, long legs and curses again. He thinks he can see the curls of red peeking out from that pathetic six inch piece of cloth she calls a nightgown. “Where did it happen, Alec? On my table?” She didn’t mean to tease him this much but she’s enjoying herself more than she thought she would. She’s usually the one on the other end of this teasing game he likes so much and now it’s exhilarating that she has the upper hand.
Finally, he can’t take it any longer and with a throaty growl, he flips her over, so she’s lying under him. “I’ll just show you at the play.”
“I’ll get the tickets.”
The sequel