Title: Dream Lover
Author: Kim Riley a.k.a Mystic/Mysticmcknight
Series: DSN/VOY
Code: Bashir/Paris
Rating: [R]
Disclaimer: I don�t own Star Trek. Not made and won�t make any profits of this etc etc. The story is mine though to help spice it up, Christine a.k.a. QsMistress wrote a hot love scene, and the song is by Enrique Iglesias "Rhythm Divine".
Warning: same sex relationship.
Summary: Just how real can dreams be? And how far would one go to keep it?
Feedback: Send to [email protected]
Beta: Christine a.k.a. QsMistress
Note: Writen for the Doctor Fuh-q Fest
It didn't matter how many years had passed; the nightmares still came, even all the way out here in the Delta Quadrant. Though the nightmares of Caldik Prime were few and fewer as time went by, they resurfaced every time he had a close call, and today he had a big one. He was piloting the Orion to scan a near by nebula that Voyager had picked up on sensors that may contain a wormhole, but they were not going anywhere due to the engines being off line for some major repairs. Harry and Tuvok were with him and everything seemed to go smoothly. The wormhole was sadly just the beginning of a neutron star about to be born and so Tom Paris was getting the Orion out of there as quickly as possible. No one could have truly predicted that quantum temporal portal would ripple right through them and cause the ship's systems to go nuts. The ship spun out of control and before they impacted with a near by asteroid, Tom was able to avoid it by releasing some of the oxygen pressure, this caused enough of an inertia to change the shuttles course, but it sent it back into the ripple.
Quick thinking between Tuvok and Harry got the engines and navigational systems back on line, but while they were in the back of the tiny ship, another wave rocked the front of the shuttle and almost caused Tom to black out from the signal it poured out. But Tom kept it together as Harry and Tuvok got him the control he needed to get the Orion out of danger and back to the safety of Voyager. Though the Captain and the stoic Commander had commended his actions along with Harry and Tuvok for theirs, he still took these close calls personally. So instead of trying to be his typical self, especially when these things happened, he withdrew for a while. Most of his friends knew this and even came to expect it, but this time it was worse.
So that evening he went to the bar and found a corner and used his ration points and drank alone. He politely turned away anyone who wanted to be friendly, including Harry; he didn't want to try to explain things, again. //Sheesh! It's been nearly four years and you think one...just one person on this damn ship could understand! // He thought. //Sometimes I think the Captain understands, but then she just misses the brass ring, like most people. Well, in all fairness, they try, but...they just can't. // He thought sadly. After only two drinks Tom chose to return to his quarters knowing that if sleep came, it would not be pleasant, it couldn't possibly be...he messed up and so he had to face things...alone, and again.
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It didn't matter that it was out of his control, that he wasn't in anyway able to prevent the incident from occurring, what mattered was people died and it was his fault. If only he had acted quicker, or thought of different methods in which he could have acted...if he...was truly good enough, then he could have saved them. But the truth was he wasn't, and deep down he knew it.
He tossed and turned, sleep was avoiding him as he mind recalled the day's events. He was doing his job when all hell broke loose. He went from healing a minor cut to scrambling to get his medical kit as the Defiant's klaxon sounded. The vessel was shaking violently and emergency calls were coming from all over the ship. He reached his kit when a call came from the bridge stating there were crewmen down and the Captain was injured. He ran for the lift and jumped in and called for the bridge. He was almost there when the ship rocked violently again and the lift stopped and the lights went out. He tried his com badge, but there was no response, he was stuck. Then another shockwave hit and he felt nauseous by whatever wave rippled through his body. It took him a few minutes to gather himself and make his way to the emergency hatch and started climbing up to the bridge. By the time he got there, two of the five people injured were dead...and it was his fault.
He thought he used every trick in the book to revive them, but those of his medical staff finally convinced him that they had been dead far too long for any of the modern methods to be any use. This meant that they died because he, Dr. Julian Bashir got sick in the turbolift instead of forcing his way up the ladder to do his job. He was a healer and death his enemy and though he saved five critical and helped care for thirty-five people, he lost two...two that didn't have too die, in his mind anyway. Those who knew him understood he took every loss personally and would withdrew for a while. Sometimes his friends could help, but most times they just gave him space to deal with it as they did tonight.
He had gone to Quarks for a drink and found a quiet corner to think of things, //No one understands me, // he thought. // They don't understand that I should be better, smarter, and faster...damn it! I was designed that way...I should be able too! Its bad enough that I'm a living freak, but I can't even live up to what I was made to do, // he chided himself. He kindly denied any conversation that came his way and then after a couple of drinks decided to turn in for the night and make pretense of getting some sleep. He knew sleep would avoid him for a while then his body would rest, but his mind would recall the situation over and over again till he works out the answer of how things should of gone. Then he'd ask the lost for their forgiveness for his failure, then morning would come and by the next night it would start all over again till he felt that the dead were able to forgive him enough to let him sleep in peace.
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The shuttle was out of control, he shouldn't have tried that stupid maneuver and now they were heading right for the sun and it was all his fault. He had to pull the ship out of this dead spin or they would be dead. As sparks flew around him he maneuvered his hands across the console. In his dreams he was always older, for he knew better and felt he could some how stop things from happening, but things were still going the same way they always did. There were explosions all around him and screams from the others that were with him. He forced the shuttle to respond to him and by some miracle he avoided the sun, but the ship was still out of control, but at least it wasn't going to burn up, just crash on a near by plant's moon.
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The ship was rocking violently, the call came from the bridge that crewmen were down and he ran for lift. He was in the lift as the ship rocked violently again and it came to an abrupt stop and the lights went out. This time instead of reaching for his com badge he tried to maneuver the emergency hatch, but he knew in this dream it wouldn't budge, in fact his movements slowed down to a crawl, as if time itself was he enemy too. He started to shout for help, but he knew he'd be too late.
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They were heading for the moon and he couldn't stop it. He hit every button on his console and nothing seemed to work, they were going to crash and people were going to die and it was going to be his fault. Then something caught his attention, a new sound that he never heard before. It was a shout, but not the same scream for help that he always heard. No, this one was different and it was saying to let it out before it was too late.
Tom looked at his console and he knew what going to occur, it always did, so he decided to go with the new punishment his mind was dealing him and go check out the voice, it couldn't get any worse...could it? He got up from his seat and moved quickly to the back of the shuttle, ignoring the bleeding people around him, he couldn't help them, no matter what he did. He was surprised when he reached the back of the tiny vessel to see a set of turbolift doors and the cry for help was coming from with in. He used his strength to push them open and saw the lift was stuck and someone was trying to get out. He reached down and pulled the emergency hatch open and looked into the face of a beautiful dark eyed dark haired stranger. He offered a hand to help them up.
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He knew no one would or could hear him shout, but he felt the need to do so, to do something. So it came to a complete and utter shock to see the emergency hatch pulled open and the beautiful blue eyed blond staring down at him in surprise. The tall slim man in a red command uniform offered him a hand up, which he promptly took and climbed up. He was startled by the compactness of the area he was now in, but hearing the cries and shouts of pain quickly took over any thoughts of concern and he pushed by the handsome blond toward the injured. He was quite amazed to see that it wasn't the bridge of the Defiant, and there were more injured than he recognized. He did a quick scan with his eyes and saw that the two he knew he had to save first, really did appear the worst of the lot, so he went to work and was thrilled to see he was no longer to late.
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Seeing the tall dark golden beauty was definitely a new twist to his nightmare, but as usual Tom just went a long with things, what else could he do. Seeing the blue medical uniform was unusual, but no more than suddenly having a lift on a shuttle. When the dark beauty rushed by him to aid the wounded, Tom followed and was amazed.
Though they were still heading for the moon, out of control, the shuttle looked bigger, for it had two additional injured people that the apparent medic, he was way too young to be more, was tending too. For some reason it became more important that he not let this young man die so he ran back to his seat and tried again to stop the inevitable. But nothing he was trying seemed to help stop them from coming in too fast.
"Does this ships electrical field still function?" came the sultry voce from behind Tom.
Tom looked to see the young man moving to the other injured in the ship and stabilizing them, for he too was a medic, though a low level one. The question was odd to say the least, "Yeah, but I think our predicament is quite shocking enough," he quipped poorly. "Just for the record yes, and very little else," he added.
Julian got the two worst cases stable and he quickly checked on the rest and saw they need minimal to become stable, but he was skilled enough as a pilot to see they were going to crash on the moon if they didn't pull up or slow down soon. He saw the blond struggle and was amazed that they were still in one piece as it was. Then he saw the moon and since he was near the sensor console saw its readings. "If you reconfigure the electrical field harmonics to 3.2 and release some of the ionized gas forward, it will become a negative polarized magnetic field around the shuttle, same as the moon," he shouted.
Tom's brow furred, and was about to snap a comment off when the light of what was being said to him hit him. "You're a fucking genius!" he shouted. "Basic science, opposite magnetic forces attract as similar repel, that's it!" he finished as he followed the suggestion that was given and checked out his sensors and saw the moon did indeed have a heavy negative magnetic force to it. "It won't stop us, but it'll slow us down enough so I can land this crate," he replied, the first time ever in his dream with real hope.
Julian moved into the co-pilots seat. "I've got everyone stable as I can till we can get them to an infirmary, two of them are going to need surgery," he stated as he helped in the quick conversion of the ships electrical defense field, (used to repel land creatures if the shuttle is attacked without doing serious danger) to a magnetic field. "I can release the gas when your ready," he replied.
Tom saw that he had only minutes left, realizing he didn't have this much time to act before, but shrugged it off. "Now," he said. He watched the gas blow out from the front vent and saw the sensor readings change as the field became magnetic and then he felt the moons push, it was enough to slow them down. He made that shuttle move though it felt dead and this time, for the first time, landed it in one piece. He was so happy he literally jumped for joy. "Hot damn, we did it!" he shouted.
"You mean you did it," Julian smiled. "I can't believe you moved this flying death trap the way you did," he said astonished. He was moving to go check on his patient when a pair of arms wrapped around him and hugged him tightly, and for a few moments didn't mind, and even returned it. "Your welcome," he replied as the blond thanked him for the idea. "But I should be checking on my patients, and if you can get a signal out, perhaps we can affect a rescue," he said cheerfully.
"No problem," Tom replied happily, as he felt that this time around people would live. "Though they look in desperate need of a doctor," he added, now serious.
Julian smiled, "I am a doctor," he said as he pulled out the rest of his medical kit and went to work on the wounded.
Tom raised a brow, //strange, but leave it to me to add not only a handsome face, but also an intelligent one to my dream, // he mused. Then he took care of the emergency distress beacon for nothing else was working. "I'm a level 4 medic," he said as he grabbed the first aid kit from under the seat.
"A man of many talents," Julian smiled. "Well then, here is the bone knitter, you can start on her ribs first, though this guys worse, I'm going to have to do some emergency internal repairs," he stated professionally and went back to work.
Tom watched the young doctor as he mended what he could and was amazed at what this guy could do with a medical kit and a standard first aid kit. "I'm not sure how you got here, but these guys are damn lucky. I've never seen anyone able to do what you just did!" he exclaimed in awe.
Julian blushed, "Well, I'm not sure how either, but it wouldn't have matter one Iota if you didn't posses the best damn skill of a pilot I've ever seen. You made this ship dance when I though for sure it was a corps," he chimed back, with an even warmer smile. //I wish this wasn't a dream, he seems so...real and alive, // Julian smiled to himself.
//Oh heavens! He seems so...real, different! I don't know where my subconscious dug him up from, I just hope it keeps him around for a while, // he though warmly to himself.
After the two men had everyone stable they sat back on their heels and eyed each other, then after a strained awkward moment laughed. "Any sign of a rescue yet?' Julian asked, though his face glowed from the release he felt from the laughter.
Tom moved and checked the sensors, but they were barely functioning. "Yea, they should be here in about...fifteen minutes," he replied. Then he turned around and met Julian in the middle of the ship as he noticed things start to fade around the edges, //Damn, must be time to wake up, // he thought. "Again, I don't know where you came from, but thank you..."
"Julian," he smiled. //Damn, it must be time to wake up, just when things could start to get interesting, // he mused. //Hey, Jules! You're in the midst of wounded on a damaged shuttle and your thinking of how cute this guy is? // Julian laughed to himself, "And you would be?" he asked calmly. //Yes, that's exactly what I'm thinking, // he admitted to himself.
"Ah, Tom," he smiled back, equally as warm. //I can't believe how deep his eyes look. Or his lips... Come on Tom, your in the middle of your worst nightmare and your thinking how beautiful this guy is? // Tom laughed to himself. //Yep! // He replied to himself.
"Well, Tom. Thank you. I have a feeling its time for me to wake up soon," Julian replied with a bit of disappointment, for he wanted to know more about this beautiful apparition.
Tom laughed, "I was going to say the same thing," he mused. "Thank you, Julian," he replied more softly. Then seeing the light, he started to move away from the young man toward the light that was the front of the shuttle. "Bye," he said with a slight wave.
Julian seeing his cue moved to the light where the turbolift was, "Your welcome, and thanks too." As he got to the light he turned, //I know I'm not that out going as people think, but damn! This is my dream and I can end it anyway I want, // he concluded as he moved back toward the center of the shuttle.
Tom had waved and was just about to move through, //What am I doing! This is my dream and for once I have a golden...hehe, a real golden opportunity here, I'll be damned to not take a small advantage of it, // his mind protested as he turned quickly and headed back to the center of the shuttle.
The two men had made their decision about the same time and so met each other in the middle of the vanishing ship. Not a word was spoken as blue eyes locked with deep brown then the two wrapped their arms around each other and let their lips kiss in a deep passionate embrace. They both closed their eyes and let their hands pull themselves closer, as their tongues danced wildly to taste the other, and soft moans escaped from their throats. The desperate need for air, even in this dream world, forced them to break the kiss.
"Wow!" Tom breathed his blue eyes now black from arousal from the one electrifying and intense kiss, stared amazed at the dark beauty before him.
"I can say the same," Julian huffed with a smile. It felt so good so natural to be in this man's arms and so he hugged Tom, but noticed the ship was vanishing quickly and their time was very short. He leaned back, "I hope to see you in my dreams again, Tom," he purred.
"I do too Doctor...Julian," he joked. Just then the light was surrounding them.
"Bashir, Julian Bashir," he said as the light surrounding him too.
"Paris..."
All was gone.
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Harry waited for his best friend to straggle in late for breakfast, hoping this wouldn't make both of them late for their shift. But he knew how down Tom had been last night and wasn't sure how bad of a mood to expect him to be in; so seeing Tom walking in with a bounce in his step and whistling was not on the agenda. He did a double take to make sure he was seeing Tom and when the vibrant smile of his best friend reached him, he knew it was Tom, but now was awfully puzzled. He waited till Tom joined him. "What gives?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Tom asked lightly as he took a generous gulp of his morning coffee.
"Oh, only that last night you were in the dregs and you usually take about two to three days to snap out of it, but this morning...well...your in a good mood?" he finished.
Tom grinned. "Let's just say that what started out to be a nightmare ended...beautifully," he said, almost giving off the famous romantic sigh. Though his blue eyes sparkled in thought of the kiss and the beautiful, sensuous genius, that was for sure going to be his dream lover. //it's my dream, I sure hope I can conjure him up again, // Tom thought and then blinked realizing Harry was talking to him. "Hmm?"
"I said, I'm glad to hear it and you can tell me about it later, if we leave now we still may make it on time," Harry rattled off as he got up and moved quickly in hopes not to be late.
Tom got up and followed suit, with a gut feeling that it was going to be a good day, as he whistled his way to work.
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Julian walked into the morning briefing room holding a hot cup of coffee and a huge smile on his face. He sat down quietly as his mind wondered to the dream he had last night, //Those sky blue eyes, those luscious lips and the feel of him...//
Julian," Dax giggled.
Julian looked toward his friend and realized she had been talking to him.
He gave a shy smile, "Sorry, Jadzia. Still not awake yet," he replied.
Well, at least I can tell you slept well," Dax replied teasingly as she sat down next to him.
Oh, how's that?" Julian asked warmly.
"By the huge grin and distant look on your face," she teased. "Must have been some dream or did someone get lucky last night?" she asked, then gave the shy young man a nudge.
"Jadzia!" he exclaimed. "You know me better than that. I know what people say about me, but *we* know, or so I thought, that I'm not like that. In fact, my...not being like that was what caused Leeta to leave me, well, part of it," Julian said awkwardly.
Jadzia laughed. "Oh, Julian. You know I'm teasing you so you don't need to be so defensive. But you could share...I mean if it was that good?" she teased again.
Fortunately Captain Sisko walked in and started the meeting, which Julian heard about half of it, for his mind was either going back to the dream or forward in hopes of another encounter with the spirited blond. //Tom. Tom? He said Paris, ah, // he laughed to himself, // he must be from Paris...though Tom Paris isn't a bad name, // he mused quietly, then wondered why the name seemed a tad familiar. He quickly let that thought go, as reality demanded its due and his attention for the rest of the day.
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Tom was dressed in his dark blue button down shirt and tight jean and was bending over to take his final shot, the one that would give him the pool tournament championship when he stopped. He looked up and saw his dream man Julian, dressed tight black slacks and a white pocket T-shirt, step in the quaint French bar. Since it was his dream he could hold the championship anywhere and this was his favorite place in the world, so Sandrine's was it. In the beginning he had hoped to see Julian show up, just like Ricki the holographic girl he sometimes dreamed about, but he wasn't around and so went onward and just about to win when his attention was taken.
Julian was wondering the streets of Paris and felt like a drink, hoping that he could find Tom Paris in Paris. It made perfect sense in a dream and entered in a bar that seemed familiar, but he could have sworn this bar was not in Paris, but somewhere else in France. He should know for his ex-ballerina was French and he had spent a good amount of time in France, and he was sure he knew this place. He walked in and saw that a good portion of the bar had been altered to be a pool hall, formal for a tournament. Then his eyes locked on the blond he was hoping to find, in the middle about to take his final shot. He looked and saw the score and knew enough about the game to know if Tom made the shot he'd win the game. He saw Tom stop and stare at him and couldn't help feel a blush come to his cheeks, and was pleased that Tom's creamy fair skin was blushing too. "Didn't mean to disturb you," he said softly.
"You not disturbing me," Tom replied with a large smile. "I was just about to make this...somewhat complex shot and win the championship," he grinned.
//I guess for some it could be complex, // Julian thought as he calculated the shot, then grinned himself. "I'm sure your do fine," he replied.
Tom got a mischievous look in his eyes. "Perhaps a little something for good luck?" he asked as he let his brows dance up and down.
Julian laughed, //it's my dream, why not just let things happen, // he thought, knowing in the real world he was far too insecure to let most relationships get too physical, despite what his reputation was. It only went to show that people thought what they wanted, and Julian just let them, but when the women that wanted this type of man found out he was more old fashion than some of the women themselves were, they didn't stick around long. Julian believed that sex was part of a relationship and not taken lightly, but again, this was only a dream. He moved up and around the table and took Tom's face in both his hands and kissed him so hard and thoroughly that both their lips were slightly bruised and swollen. "There," he huffed, "that should do for a small sample," he teased softly.
Tom's mind was a pure buzz of joy from the hard passionate kiss. "Sample?" he asked as he blinked into the warm, huge loving smile Julian was wearing. "Sheesh! I can't wait to find out what the whole package is like if that's only a sample," he teased.
Julian laughed, as did Tom. Then feeling that it was okay to relax himself, for this was his dream lover, and they would have a relationship, this he knew, he could ease quickly into his role as lover. "Well, that is....*If* you make this shot," he teased and feeling sexy under the sky blue eyes that was watching him, allowed himself a slight sway in his walk.
Tom swallowed hard. //Talking about sudden pressure to perform! // He suddenly exclaimed to himself. //I win, I get a reward...hmmm and what a reward! But if I...// he turned his attentions back on the table. There wouldn't be any negative thoughts, for he was going to win this championship and then win his lover...oh yeah! Thirty seconds later he did just that, as he turned to see the clapping and some one handing him the trophy. He took it and then with grace moved to sit next to Julian who was sitting on a barstool. "So...I won," he said slyly.
Julian grinned, "seems so," he said as coolly as possible, though the sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his face was anything but cool.
Tom put the trophy down and reached for Julian, putting his hands around the slim waist then pulling the handsome doctor to him and helped him sit on Paris' lap. "You're very beautiful," he whispered in Julian's ear as he gave it a soft kiss and slight nibble.
Julian laughed softly as he wrapped his arms around the strong slim shoulder and let his hands move up and caress the soft blond curls. "You should look in the mirror, your pretty wonderful to look at too," he teased, then arched his head back as Tom's mouth placed soft wet kisses on his neck. "Hmmm," he purred. Then he shifted position enough so he could capture that hot mouth with his own. Tom's lips burned his own in an exquisite searing kiss. A lick from Julian's tongue and he gained entrance into the hot moist opening and tasted the deep succulent juice that was all Tom Paris.
Tom ran his hands all along the tight slender body on his lap then back down to caress the strong muscular slim thighs he was holding. He felt so hard he wanted to take Julian here and now and didn't see any reason why he shouldn't. He raised his hands to the soft white shirt and started to remove it slowly, letting his fingers caress and burn on the heated flesh beneath them. Then the shirt was fully off and he could run his hand freely on the sculptured chest and play with the dark nipples that were instantly hard to his touch. He rubbed them and teased them as he heard moans of pleasure from Julian, each sound a reflection of how he felt touching this hot sensuous golden body. There was something about Julian that not only enflamed his body but his soul and he wanted to merge with it.
Julian felt the delicate strong hand caress him, explore him and claim him. He never believed he could feel this wanted by anyone in such a short time, but in Tom's arms, his body so close and full of desire, filled Julian in a way he couldn't explain but knew was right. He would give himself to this man fully, in a way he never gave of himself before. He let Tom strip him of his shirt, even if in the back of his mind he was in a bar, but he didn't care so long as he was with Tom. He reached up and started to undue the blue shirt Tom was wearing and let his mouth slid down his creamy neck and placed hot warm kisses, then further down so his mouth tasted and licked all the new flesh that was being exposed for him. He shifted position again so he could have better access to kissing and licking Tom's chest and suck passionately on his pink perky nipples as the blue shirt went sailing across the floor. Each time he touched them he heard Tom moan and felt Tom's hands grab his body wanting them to be closer.
All of a sudden Julian and Tom yelped. They were both suddenly freezing and wet. They jumped up and stared first at each other noticing they both were in the same condition then turned to see the bar owner holding a large empty bucket with a wicked grin on her face.
"Gentlemen," she said while trying not to laugh. "Either take it to the back or home, but this is a bar not a bordello," she chuckled. Then she moved back to what she was doing, laughing warmly.
Tom may have been redder due to his fair skin, but Julian was equal in his embarrassment for the patrons were all giggling, though warmly. Neither of them seemed inclined to say anything for a long moment.
"I can't believe I got busted in my own dream!" Tom exclaimed with frustration and confusion.
"Your dream?" Julian laughed, believing that his dream lover was suddenly adding a new twist to things. "Okay. But I can't believe it either. The first time I let my self go in...well, way too long and I embarrass the hell out of my self...in a dream no less," he stated.
The two of them looked at each other, first confused, then taking in how the other looked, soaking wet and half undressed in the middle of a bar and started laughing, hard. "So, back room or your place," Tom teased while laughing.
Julian was grinning ear to ear. "How about we get dried off and take a walk. Then we can talk and see how things...develop from there," he replied warmly, though his eyes were dreamy at the idea of being with the beautiful blond.
Tom thought about this a second and quickly agreed. Fortunately since their shirts were else where, they were dry as they both went to the rest room and dried off, then donning their shirts exited out of the bar to the city of Paris.
Tom looked around as the two men started walking down the street hand in hand. Then he looked as saw the bar and then a glimpse of the Eiffel Tower. "Wait a second. This bar is not in Paris, it's supposed to be..." then he remembered it was a dream. "Never mind," he smiled.
The two of them walked and talked and found that they could easily share what was inside and the other understood completely. Though they had moments where they seemed to find it strange that the one knew of some things in the others life and not everything ... as a dream lover should. But they took this all in stride and enjoyed each other's company. Though they ducked in the shadows off an on to kiss and hold each other, they would soon move back to the lights of Paris and share any and everything that was inside of them.
Soon the sun was setting and they realized they spent the whole day talking, laughing and getting to know each other. Tom noticed that since they left the bar they had been either holding hands are his arm around Julian's waist. He felt so close to this man; he got a strong feeling that he must be nuts, for he knew he was falling in love...with a dream.
//Well, they always said that most genetic enhanced people have mental flaws, // Julian thought to himself. //I'd never guess mine was to fall in love with a dream I made up in my head, // he smiled lovingly as he looked at Tom.
"What?" Tom asked amused by the glow in Julian's dark eyes.
"Tom...it's...well...you're so real. I've never dreamed so intensely before, and I never felt so...connected as I do with you," Julian finally admitted, as his golden cheeks flushed.
Tom turned to hold Julian and looked deep into those amazingly deep, compassionate, and loving eyes. "I have to say the same," he said. "I've never dreamed that I'd meet anyone like you, much less make you up like this," he teased. "But you are everything I've been seeking, though I can't explain how I know that...I just do," he finished, then leaned in and kissed Julian deeply.
They broke the kiss and looked deeply and lovingly in each other's eyes, "Damn," Tom stated annoyed. "The lights are fading, which means it's time to get up...and I was about to ask you out for a romantic candle lit dinner by the river," he mused warmly.
Julian saw the fading of the dream too. "Well, how about we make it a date for...tomorrow," he laughed.
"It's a date," Tom chuckled. "Till tomorrow," Tom said softly, his eyes focusing on Julian's beautiful face as the scene faded away and then noting.
"Till tomorrow," Julian replied, keeping his eyes locked on Tom's face as all things faded away.
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The second night had been full of talking and romancing, as they took the time to know each other and made another date. The third night, Tom found himself in Paris once again. He promised Julian he'd take him to the river to see the beautiful sunset he so enjoyed himself. He'd been asleep so far for the last two hours when off in the distance he saw who he was waiting for. He looked forward to seeing his dream love all morning and afternoon, so when he finally saw Julian, his heart started beating faster and his pulse quickened.
Julian finally settled himself down for bed, hoping against hope to meet up with his dream love Tom again that night. As he lay down to sleep, he immediately found himself in his dream world. Down by the river he saw Tom smiling and waving him over. Julian walked down the path that suddenly appeared, //I love dreams, // he mused.
He continued his walk until he came upon his beautiful dream love. "Hello again, Tom," he said shyly.
"Hello, Julian. I'm glad to see you made it here," Tom replied warmly.
Julian walked closer to Tom and took his hand into his, "So, this is the river you wanted to show me yesterday?" he asked, feeling giddy.
Tom smiled as he replied, "Yes, it is."
For the next few minutes, they walked hand in hand down the length of the river, when Tom suddenly stopped to look at Julian. "You are very beautiful, you know that?"
Julian smiled shyly at this, "Thank you. You're beautiful too."
At this, Tom released Julian's hand, placing both his hands on Julian's face; he leaned forward and placed a soft feather-like kiss onto his lips. Julian partly closed his eyes as he was kissed. Tom pulled away for a moment and gazed lovingly into Julian's slightly closed eyes. When Julian opened his eyes fully, he saw Tom look at him with such need and passion that he thought his heart would burst in his chest.
Julian blinked back tears of joy as he leaned forward until his lips were almost touching Tom's ear and whispered, "Make love to me, please?"
Tom's pulse raced fast and hard at hearing this beautiful, sexy young man say what he had so hoped to hear. Touching his forehead to Julian's, Tom let out a happy sigh before he answered,
"My love, I thought you would never ask."
Julian let out the tears he had been holding back at Tom's affirmative response. Smiling, Julian brought up his right hand towards Tom's face and searched his eyes for any doubt that may have been there. When he didn't see any, he softly stroked his dream love's cheek, then leaned forward to kiss his love delicately.
Tom returned the kiss with all the love and compassion he felt for the younger man. Their soft kissing began to turn into a more passionate one. Tom took his hands away from Julian's face, only to place them onto his back, holding him as if in a hug. Feeling Tom's hands move to his back, Julian walked forward into Tom's embrace until he was chest to chest with his love. He brought his own hands up to caress Tom's back as they continued their passionate kissing.
Julian opened his mouth a bit more to get all of Tom's warm moist tongue inside. At this, Tom darted his tongue inside, caressing and softly sucking on Julian's own tongue. Julian moaned his pleasure lightly into Tom's mouth. Tom sighed happily into Julian's mouth as the kissing continued on. They stayed that way until a throat clearing brought them back to their senses.
"Excuse me, gentlemen," a security guard began, standing a few feet away from the two lovers.
They turned their heads towards the voice and both blushed their embarrassment at being caught. The security guard continued, "Can I see your ID's please?" Tom and Julian looked puzzled then instinctively searched their pockets and found wallets. The guard took them and looked at them and then at the two young men and gave a small grin, "since you live not far from here, perhaps you should go home," he said, then handed them back their ID's. After saying his peace, the security guard turned around and left, leaving two very embarrassed young men behind him.
Tom was the first one to recover as he looked at his ID and Julian's and saw they had the same address and he knew where it was, "Shall we?" He asked smiling lovingly at Julian.
Taking Tom's hand into his, Julian glanced at Tom, "Definitively," he sighed happily, not caring about the turn of events in this dream.
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They walked hand in hand for awhile until they came upon the cottage. Tom walked up testing the door to see if it was open and found it was. Opening the door, Tom gestured grandly to Julian, "After you, love."
Julian nodded and walked past Tom. Tom followed him inside. The only thing inside the cottage was a large queen sized bed in the master bedroom, the rest of the place was empty but full of possibilities. They both smiled at this and walked over to the bed. "I wish we had some music to go along with this," Julian said as suddenly a slightly upbeat yet romantic song began to float through the cottage.
Tom smiled as he recognized the song and the singer. "I absolutely love this song," he stated as he walked towards Julian, taking him in his arms in the same way as they had been by the river.
"I do too," Julian smiled shyly, for he knew the words by heart.
{From the coast of Ipanema, to the island of Capri. All the way to Kuala Lumpur, I will follow you wherever you may be.}
Gazing deeply into Julian's eyes once more, he leaned his head down, renewing their kissing. Julian gave in to the feeling of being in his dream lover's arms. They continued their passion filled kiss as Tom moved his hands from Julian's back to his chest. Julian was wearing a soft, silky, dark blue button down shirt and black silk pants. Tom was wearing a light blue polo shirt and tan shorts.
{From the moment I first saw you, knew my heart could not be free. Have to hold you in my arms now. There can never be another for me.}
Tom moved his hands up and down Julian's chest, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure. Never once breaking contact between their two lips, Julian followed Tom's cue as he too moved his hands to Tom's chest. As Tom moved his hands upwards, he slowly began to unbutton the buttons on Julian's shirt.
Once Tom had all the buttons undone, he slipped the shirt off of Julian's shoulders, letting it fall gracefully to the floor. Julian had a harder time at it, he had to pull Tom's shirt off over his head. Not wanting to break up the kiss, but needing to remove it from Tom, with a sigh he stepped back for a minute and pulled the shirt up over his lover's head and threw it towards his right away from the bed.
{All I need is the rhythm divine, lost in the music, your heart will be mine. All I need is to look in your eyes, viva la musica, say you'll be mine.}
Having removed the shirt from Tom, Julian moved forward once again and came back to where he left off with the sensual kissing. Their tongues kept pace with the music playing in the background. Unconsciously, they began to sway with the beat of the music, as they continued to kiss one another.
Having been freed of each other's shirts, Tom moved his hands sensuously up and down Julian's chest, feeling the heat on his skin was very arousing for Tom. He continued his exploration of his lover's chest, rubbing his hands over Julian's nipples, feeling them harden under his delicate touch.
Julian let out a moan of pleasure as he felt Tom's hands smooth over his nipples. They were so hard, he felt like they'd be able to punch a whole in titanium. Julian was becoming hard with Tom's hands moving and exploring throughout his body. His whole body was tingling with sensory overload as Tom moved his hands to his back and once again to his chest. Julian copied Tom move for move, rubbing his hands on Tom's chest, feeling the warm heat on his skin. His unique smell, //Uh, I wish this wasn't a dream,// he thought to himself as he heard a moan of ecstasy coming from Tom.
{Can you feel the heat of passion? Can you taste our love's sweet wine? Join the dance and let it happen, put tomorrow's cares right out of your mind.}
Still kissing Julian, Tom moved his hands down to his lover's pants fastener and slowly began undoing the button. When he finally got the button undone, he pulled the zipper down. Taking hold of the waistband, he broke the kiss, which elicited a moan of loss from Julian and pulled the pants down till they were hanging around Julian's feet. Getting back up from his crouch, he placed his mouth back onto his dream lover's lips.
Julian let out a sigh on his lover's lips when he made contact with them again. Moving his hands to Tom's shoulders to keep his balance, he kicked his pants off from his feet, where they landed in a pile nearby with their shirts. He then moved his hands down Tom's shoulders, making their way to his pants fastener. He did the same to Tom's pants, wishing he didn't have to break their kiss as he pulled his lover's pants sensuously down his thighs until they too pooled at his feet. As he got back up, Tom also kicked his pants off his feet to the side.
{As the music draws you closer and you fall under my spell, I will catch you in my arms now. Where the night will take us no one can tell.}
As they continued to sway to the beat of the music, they finally broke their long passion filled kiss. Smiling, Tom gazed into his lover's eyes, "Let's take this to the bed."
Julian smiled back at Tom, "My thoughts exactly." They both let go of each other and crawled onto the bed.
As they lay on the bed facing each other, Tom let his hand trail up and down Julian's bare body. Julian shivered under his lover's touch. It was soft as a feather's touch, yet it felt like liquid fire was coursing through his veins. Julian softly moaned as the touching continued. Julian lifted his own hand and reciprocated every touch back onto Tom. Enticing a few moans of his own from Tom.
Tom loved hearing Julian's soft sensuous moans as he continued his exploring of his lover's body. As he let his hand drift down towards Julian's bulging erection, he left his hand there and began stroking his dream lover's hard shaft through the thin fabric of his underwear. He was pleased to hear Julian gasp in excitement and arousal. This made his own throbbing erection beg for attention. He was shocked out of his daydreams, when he felt Julian move his hand to his own erection and mimic him stroke for stroke.
{All I need is the rhythm divine, lost in the music, your heart will be mine. All I need is to look in your eyes, viva la musica, say you'll be mine.}
Julian was pleased to hear Tom gasp and groan when he began rubbing his lover's own bulge. He continued his assault on Tom, thriving on the sounds of pleasure he elicited from him. Suddenly, he felt Tom's hand move up to his hip where the waistband of his underwear was. He thought he would come just from that action alone when he then felt Tom start pulling the waistband down his hip.
Tom decided that he'd had enough of the feel of fabric and moved his hand to slowly pull Julian's underwear down. As he got it half way down one side of his lover's hip, Julian lifted his body up off the bed so Tom could finish with his mission. With the help of Julian, Tom got the underwear completely off and threw it onto the floor with the rest of their clothes.
Having been freed of his underwear, Julian broke the silence, "You seem to be over dressed," he whispered into his dream lover's ear.
Tom grinned, "I'd have to agree. What do you think I should do about it?" He asked with a leer.
Julian snorted lightly as he put action to words. He moved his hand to Tom's hip and proceeded to mimic exactly what his lover had done to him. Tom lifted himself off the bed also so Julian could remove his underwear. Both men having been freed of their last bit of clothing, moved closer to each other as they went back to their slow passionate kissing.
{Gotta have this feeling forever, gotta live this moment together. Nothing else matters just you and the night.}
Wanting to feel his lover, Tom softly placed his hand onto Julian's weeping erection. He felt ready to come when he heard his lover gasp at his soft touch. Tom began to slowly pump Julian's hard cock, moving his hand up and down as he paused briefly to run his thumb over the head, smearing his love's precum all over.
When Julian felt Tom's hand descend onto his cock, it was the most sensual experience he ever imagined. He had lovers touch him this way, but none had turned him on as much as Tom was. For a brief moment, he thought he would come all over Tom's hand, but he willed himself to restrain it as much as possible so he could fully enjoy the feeling.
Tom continued his stroking of Julian's erection, loving every sound that escaped his beautiful mouth. When Julian moved his hand to do the same, Tom pulled back, "Not yet, baby. I want to pleasure you first. I'll get mine soon enough."
Julian smiled shyly and whispered, "We need lubricant." At this, a tube of lube slid out from under a pillow. Looking down, both burst out in a hail of giggles. "I love dreams," Julian stated still giggling.
{Follow on the wings of desire, now the rhythm's taking you higher, no one can stop us from having it all. You are my heart, you are my soul.}
"And I love you," Tom stated, making Julian smile.
"I love you too," Julian replied back as he gave Tom a kiss.
Tom rolled over and onto Julian. He began grinding himself into his lover, eliciting more gasps and groans. As he was doing this, Tom leaned his head down next to Julian's ear and whispered, "I want to fuck you now. Would you like me too?"
When Julian heard this, he softly moaned out, "Yes, please."
This was all the motivation Tom needed to hear. He reached his hand out to his right, searching for the tube of lubricant. When he found it at last, he squeezed a generous amount onto his hand and with his knees, spread Julian's legs apart. He then moved his hand down towards Julian's tight opening and slowly inserted a finger, gently twisting and turning it.
As Tom inserted his finger into Julian, Julian gasped with need and willed himself to relax. He relished in the exquisite torture that Tom was bestowing upon him. After a few minutes, he felt his lover remove his finger which made him moan in emptiness, only to feel two fingers enter him. Julian bucked his hips up into this second intruder, wishing with all his might that Tom would hurry with the preparations.
"Shhh, easy baby. I have to prepare you first. I don't want to hurt you," Tom said as he inserted a third finger into his lover's waiting body. He knew his lover was just a dream image, but he still didn't want to cause him any pain due to being unprepared. It just made it all feel more real this way.
As the third finger entered his tight opening, Julian let out a loud and passion filled moan. //Oh, heavens, that feels good!// he thought when suddenly Tom pushed his fingers farther in and hit his prostate with the tips of them. "Yes! More Tom, please!" He shouted happily.
{All I need is the rhythm divine, lost in the music, your heart will be mine. All I need is to look in your eyes, viva la musica, say you'll be mine.}
Smiling, Tom reluctantly removed his fingers, reached over to grab the lube once again and squeezing some more onto his hand, began coating his erection until it was slick. When Julian started to turn over onto his stomach, Tom stopped him with his hand, "No baby. I want to see you as I fuck you."
Hearing Tom say this, Julian felt his whole body tingle with desire.
"Whatever you say, love," he replied as he opened his legs wider.
Tom positioned himself above Julian, grabbed his legs and placed them onto his shoulders. He then positioned his cock at the entrance of his lover and started to slowly push his way in.
{Ooh, all I need is the rhythm divine lost in the music, your heart will be mine. All I need is to look in your eyes, viva la musica, say you'll be mine.}
Taking it painfully slow, Tom pushed his cock into the tight heat until the head of it was inside of his dream lover. Stopping to let Julian get used to the feeling, he then started to slowly push his way further in until his entire length was engulfed in wonderful heat. Tom had to stop a moment or he would come just from the exquisite feel of being surrounded.
Julian moaned deep in his throat when he felt Tom completely fill him. It was such a wonderful experience, he felt like he would come at just seeing Tom lying over him panting and sweating. Pushing his ass towards Tom, "Please, love. Fuck me now. I want to feel you pumping in and out of me."
Tom almost lost it by then, hearing Julian begging to be fucked. He started to slowly move in and out of Julian, only to hear his lover gasp, on the brink of tears, telling him to pick up the pace. Which he willingly did.
{Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm, burning, it's burning. Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm, burning, it's burning.}
"Harder, love...harder. Please...love...I want to...feel you moving...harder," Julian gasped out as Tom picked up the pace and began to pound into his love with gusto.
"Do...you like...this?" Tom panted out as he continued to thrust wildly into Julian.
Julian moved his hands from the bed sheets to Tom's neck, holding on for dear life as he was being pounded into. He brought Tom's head down to give him a passionate kiss and let out a wail of pleasure when Tom hit his prostate. Breathing heavily, he thought he'd pass out with all the delicious sensations coursing through his body.
In a half push up like position over Julian, Tom moved his hand down to Julian's hard weeping erection and began pumping it in sync with his thrusts, making Julian cry out in pleasure.
When Tom took hold of his erection and began pumping it in time with his thrusts, Julian was trying to fight off his own climax to make their lovemaking last longer.
Tom continued to pump and fuck Julian into the mattres, "Come...for me,...baby. Come...for me," he panted in between thrusts.
Hearing this, Julian cried out as he came like he had never had before, shooting his seed all over Tom's hand and his chest. His climax moved all throughout his body, milking Tom's own erection.
Tom cried out his own orgasm, spilling his seed into Julian's hot willing body. He slowly pumped a few more times into Julian then his arms gave out and he collapsed onto Julian's still form.
{Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm, burning, it's burning. Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the rhythm, burning, it's burning.}
After a few minutes, both men came to. Smiling, Tom leaned down and kissed Julian passionately. When his cock slipped out of Julian, Julian groaned its loss. Sweaty and out of breath, "Well, I'll never be able to hear that song in the same way again," Tom said and this made Julian giggle.
"No, I suppose it'll never be the same for either of us," Julian replied, still laughing light heartily.
Tom fell to the side of Julian, "I take it you liked it," he said as he propped himself on his elbow and looked down at his lover.
Sighing, "Oh, yes. Very much so," he then turned on his side and gave Tom another kiss.
Snuggling, both men closed their eyes and woke up in their perspective places.
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Tom sat up in bed and felt sticky. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom, humming his dream song as he went about his daily routine.
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Julian woke up feeling refreshed and happy. He couldn't wait until later tonight to see his dream lover once again. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom to clean himself off and start another day.
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