Better Than Dreaming (Sarah / Alec)
From Nonny - would you continue More Than A Dream? they go to the play and alec shows her what they did in his dream.
Rated: M
Alec thinks that the second half of the play is starting in a minute but not that it really matters. He hasn’t been paying attention to the first half anyway. All he knows that the students are doing a Shakespearean play that involves stupid teenagers and their forbidden love, if you can even call that love. It’s not his fault that he can’t focus on what’s on stage. Sarah’s been teasing him with seemingly innocent touches and smiles. Towards the end of the first half of the play, she’s constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs, making her dress ride up her long legs.
“So, are you going to show me before someone notices our absence?” she asks coyly, walking towards him slowly like a lioness stalking its prey after she flips the lock on the door. He leads her to the back of the class and she grins when he pulls her down to sit on his lap. “I always knew you were one of those boys who will only sit at the very back of the class.”
“Do you know many back-of-the-classroom boys?”
She replies with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’m more interested to know what we’re doing at the very back of my classroom, Detective Inspector,” she whispers, her breath on his lips. “Or would you rather we talk about other boys I used to date?”
Alec shakes his head and smashes his lips into hers. Without missing a beat, he finds the zip at the back of the dress, his fingers caressing the soft skin there as he slides it down her dress. He unclasps her bra easily and tugs it off her, along with her dress. “This is how it happens?” she asks breathlessly, tossing her head back when he brings one hand to massage her breast.
He guides her to straddle him with her legs on either side of the chair and runs his hands up the silky skin of her exposed thighs, curving them around her bum. “You’re not wearing anything, Darlin’.” With wide eyes, he stares at her and she smirks.
“I thought you might like that.”
“I think that’s illegal somewhere,” he grunts and pinches her butt cheeks. She moans, wiggling a little in his lap and he feels his jeans staining.
“Me too,” she grins and he thinks she’s taking too much pleasure teasing him. He doesn’t think for long though because she releases him from his jeans and lets her thumb brush over the tip, and it draws a low moan from him. She slides off his lap and kneels between his legs.
“Sarah?”
Sarah waits for him to lock eyes with her before she runs her tongue over his cock.
“Fuck, Sarah…”
“I was hoping that would happen,” she teases, flicking her tongue over the tip and he curses again. “Did this happen in your dream, Alec?” The sight of his Sarah half naked, kneeling before him with his cock between her red pouty lips he loves so much has rendered him speechless. He shakes his head. “It didn’t happen, or you don’t remember?”
“Don’t…” he pants, his Scottish accent thicker than it has ever been as she runs a red nail down the underside of his cock. “Don’t remember. This…is better though.”
“I believe so.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too,” she murmurs. Alec tosses his head back with a curse when she takes him into her mouth again. His hands find themselves in her hair, and she moans at the unexpected bolt of lightning shooting down her spine when he tugs at her hair. The vibration of her moans around his head sends his senses into overdrive.
Fire spreads across his body as he climaxes and spills into her mouth. He feels her swallow and he thinks he has never loved her more. Sarah presses a tender kiss on his tip and zips him up before moving to sit on his lap again.
“I love you,” he tells her again as he gasps for air. He finds enough strength to bring her hands to his lips and kisses them gently.
Sarah simply smiles and runs her fingers through his messy hair. With shaky hands, he helps her put her clothes back on and zips her up, mindful of her long hair that reminds him of sunshine. He presses a gentle kiss to her lips and she sighs against him.
“Home?”
Alec nods but he thinks that he’s already home when he’s with her.
Rated: M
Alec thinks that the second half of the play is starting in a minute but not that it really matters. He hasn’t been paying attention to the first half anyway. All he knows that the students are doing a Shakespearean play that involves stupid teenagers and their forbidden love, if you can even call that love. It’s not his fault that he can’t focus on what’s on stage. Sarah’s been teasing him with seemingly innocent touches and smiles. Towards the end of the first half of the play, she’s constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs, making her dress ride up her long legs.
“So, are you going to show me before someone notices our absence?” she asks coyly, walking towards him slowly like a lioness stalking its prey after she flips the lock on the door. He leads her to the back of the class and she grins when he pulls her down to sit on his lap. “I always knew you were one of those boys who will only sit at the very back of the class.”
“Do you know many back-of-the-classroom boys?”
She replies with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’m more interested to know what we’re doing at the very back of my classroom, Detective Inspector,” she whispers, her breath on his lips. “Or would you rather we talk about other boys I used to date?”
Alec shakes his head and smashes his lips into hers. Without missing a beat, he finds the zip at the back of the dress, his fingers caressing the soft skin there as he slides it down her dress. He unclasps her bra easily and tugs it off her, along with her dress. “This is how it happens?” she asks breathlessly, tossing her head back when he brings one hand to massage her breast.
He guides her to straddle him with her legs on either side of the chair and runs his hands up the silky skin of her exposed thighs, curving them around her bum. “You’re not wearing anything, Darlin’.” With wide eyes, he stares at her and she smirks.
“I thought you might like that.”
“I think that’s illegal somewhere,” he grunts and pinches her butt cheeks. She moans, wiggling a little in his lap and he feels his jeans staining.
“Me too,” she grins and he thinks she’s taking too much pleasure teasing him. He doesn’t think for long though because she releases him from his jeans and lets her thumb brush over the tip, and it draws a low moan from him. She slides off his lap and kneels between his legs.
“Sarah?”
Sarah waits for him to lock eyes with her before she runs her tongue over his cock.
“Fuck, Sarah…”
“I was hoping that would happen,” she teases, flicking her tongue over the tip and he curses again. “Did this happen in your dream, Alec?” The sight of his Sarah half naked, kneeling before him with his cock between her red pouty lips he loves so much has rendered him speechless. He shakes his head. “It didn’t happen, or you don’t remember?”
“Don’t…” he pants, his Scottish accent thicker than it has ever been as she runs a red nail down the underside of his cock. “Don’t remember. This…is better though.”
“I believe so.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too,” she murmurs. Alec tosses his head back with a curse when she takes him into her mouth again. His hands find themselves in her hair, and she moans at the unexpected bolt of lightning shooting down her spine when he tugs at her hair. The vibration of her moans around his head sends his senses into overdrive.
Fire spreads across his body as he climaxes and spills into her mouth. He feels her swallow and he thinks he has never loved her more. Sarah presses a tender kiss on his tip and zips him up before moving to sit on his lap again.
“I love you,” he tells her again as he gasps for air. He finds enough strength to bring her hands to his lips and kisses them gently.
Sarah simply smiles and runs her fingers through his messy hair. With shaky hands, he helps her put her clothes back on and zips her up, mindful of her long hair that reminds him of sunshine. He presses a gentle kiss to her lips and she sighs against him.
“Home?”
Alec nods but he thinks that he’s already home when he’s with her.