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Unlikely Delights

Part 3b

Summary: You wake up to Dan having a nightmare. Eventually, you can stop yourself from kissing him, as he sleeps.

Warning: Brief mention of blood, soft angst, and trying to show what happens when Dan has a sexy dream of you, I attempted to show you what happens when his shinning goes to you while be has sexy dream, future implied smut.

“No... Mom! Run!!!

You jostled awake to the pained voice of Dan. Looking over at him, his anguish was awash on his face.

“Dan, wake up. Dan.” You gently nudged him.

“Mom!” He practically moaned.

It broke your heart to see and even more to hear him like this. Your eyes widened when you saw a trickle of blood from his nose.

Getting up and pulling the blankets aside despite shivering almost immediately, you went over to the door you hoped led to his bathroom. Relief filled you when you discovered that it was. Spotting a washcloth, you grabbed it and turned on the warm water. Soon you wetted it, wrung out the excess water in the cloth and then went back to Dan.

“Dan? Wake up.” He clawed at the sheets. Still there’s blood, you didn’t want it to get worse or to get on his shirt.

That’s when you noticed he had changed into some pajamas while you slept. Realizing that, you looked down and smiled for a moment, completely distracted by that he had put one of his pajama flannel pants on you.

You softened and looked at him, startled by his bright red blood. Your half sleepy mind reminded you that had been why you got up. You could be so silly.

Taking a breath you gently cleaned that wonderful spot above his mouth. In your mind, you remembered the kisses. Your stomach tightened, when your body remembered his fingers. Your hand that held the washcloth shook as you wiped away the blood. You relaxed seeing he had calmed. Running your fingers through your hair you relaxed. All clean, you mused.

You were able to rinse the blood from his washcloth. Placing the washcloth on the counter, you inspected his pajama pants. They were cute and plain. Very comfy. You stretched and yawned, reaching towards the ceiling and sighing contently.

As you walked back over to him, you stopped and glanced at him. Now he was incredibly peaceful. Your lips twitched into a grin. But the image that came over you, stole your breath as you stood there. You staggered to the bed. You crawled under the sheets and grabbed his heavy arm. Breathless you curled up to his side.

Your heart was racing. In your mind, you remembered how Dan had looked the day you bumped into him. He had this wonderful beard, his hair had been wild and ruffled. In your mind you imagined him grabbing and just kissing you. Somehow, in typical dream fashion he had walked you up against a large sturdy oak. The kiss was passionate and it somehow felt naughty since you were against a tree. You pressed against your heart, with each beat you wanted him more.

It all pulled a sound from you, that only he had managed to pull from you earlier. But earlier it had been him and his fingers. Right now all it was, was you imagining a naughty kiss.

Not having realized that you had closed your eyes, you opened them. Dan was still fast asleep though his lips were parted ever so slightly with his breathing almost as shallow as yours.

You moved, shifted and leaned over just so. You were not able to resist the urge from the images in your head. You licked your lips and inhaling you kissed him. His lips took a moment, but they responded. You saw that his eyes were still closed and yet, he kissed you. The kiss between you deepened.

A soft sound came from you when suddenly, you found yourself under him. One of his arms, had managed to slip under you and held you tighter against him.

It was even better than this vision in your mind or even half of the fantasies you had of him over these last few months. You allowed your fingers to nestle into his hair. You gave in and arched into the kiss. Once again it had such a pull on you that you moaned. You never knew any of this could be like this.

Losing yourself more into it with your eyes closed, you let one of your hands drift under his t-shirt.

It was just then that the kiss suddenly stopped.

A pained sound came from Dan as he began to move away from you. “Y/N, honey I am so sorry.” His voice was thick with sleep. He pulled back from holding you and withdrew to his side of the bed.

You instantly missed the weight of him, his warmth. You went over to him and cuddled close. You were grateful, you didn’t think you could take the rejection even if it was only over embarrassment for kissing or holding you in his sleep.

******

Oh, he wanted you so much. He could taste it. He had never been this aroused in his life. He needed to hold you, kiss you. Walking side by side by the park he couldn’t take it. He glanced around, he felt around. No one would know. Well, except you and he knew how you felt. Your racing heart matched his.

“Come here, honey.” He pulled you with him, together you were against that very grand oak tree.

The sound you made as he pushed you gently against it was almost too much. So he kissed you. He’d have to wisk you away to his apartment, if he heard more sounds from you. They made him want more as knots looped and became tighter in his stomach.

Your soft hand, cool from the autumn breeze slid under his sweater.

It was as if the blanket of sleep was torn off of him. His lips were against you, he was on top of you. Startled as dread filled him and he pulled back. What mustn’t you think of him, being like this.

“Y/N,” He swallowed, trying to gather himself. “Honey I am so sorry.”

Laying back, he realized his dream, well more like fantasy had taken over him. He had moved his body. Startled, he realized what it had done to him. He tried more to get a grip on himself.

You came over to him. Blinking, he could not resist you. He was already missing how you had felt.

“I am so sorry.” He began.

“Don’t be.” You whispered. “I’ve wanted you and me like this.”

His brow furrowed, then smoothed. He wrapped an around your waist as you had curled up. His other hand held your upper arm. His excitement from the dream pounded deeply in him. “You have?”

“Yes.”

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