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Title: The Living Dreams (Chapter 4) Fandom: Dark Souls Characters: Dragon Slayer Ornstein, Dark Sun Gwyndolin Word Count: 1.677 Previous chapter: https://mrslittletall.tumblr.com/post/185085867229/title-the-living-dreams-chapter-3-fandom-dark AO3-Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18705706/chapters/45390184

Summary: Ornstein seeks help and tells Gwyndolin about this dreams.

(Author's note: While this chapter doesn't feature smut, it surely features talk about and a fair warning, Gwyndolin talks very casually about sex in this chapter. If you prefer to interpret them otherwise, I won't stop you, just know, that these are my headcanons. Thank you very much ^^)

“You wanted to talk to me?”, the voice of Gwyndolin sounded over to Ornstein, who sat in his chair at the usual table in the Dark Moon Tomb, swirling his teacup in his hands, watching how a little whirlpool formed inside.

“Um yes, actually, but it is not about me... it is about a friend...”, Ornstein started. Gwyndolin dismissed him with an unmistakeable hand gesture.

“Ornstein, whenever someone says something like this, they are meaning themselves. You can talk freely to me. We have been friends for hundreds of years now.”, they said.

“But you are also my lord.”, Ornstein said, eyes locked on the whirlpool in his tea cup.

“Right now, I am sitting here as your friend and not your lord. Please, you don't have to be afraid.”

Ornstein took a deep breath. “Fine, then... lately, I am having this... strange dreams.”

“This again? We already talked about this. That you keep seeing Artorias getting swallowed by the abyss is a sign of your own guilt, your nightmares will stop once you are able to forgive yourself.”, Gwyndolin said while throwing their hands up in the air.

Swallowed by the abyss. Gwyndolin wasn't aware how fitting their wording was and so Ornstein's face flushed red, then he quickly shook his head. “No no no, that's not it. The dream was... different.”

“Different? Different how?”, Gwyndolin's blue eyes locked on Ornstein. When they were together, they often preferred to remove their mask, after all, Ornstein normally was also sitting there without his helmet on (although still with the rest of his armour).

“Well.”, Ornstein finally put his tea cup down, if he continued to swirl it like this, he would make a mess sooner or later, and instantly began fidgeting with his fingers. “At first the dream was normal and I did what we discussed. Apologizing to Artorias.” Ornstein took another deep breath. “And I first expected him to get mad at me and that everyone would play out as usual.”

“You still haven't forgiven yourself, Ornstein.”, Gwyndolin mentioned. “Please continue.”, they said and took a sip of their tea.

“And then Artorias kissed the beast of the abyss.”, Ornstein finished. Gwyndolin spat out their mouthful of tea after hearing this.

“What? Like, on the mouth? A real kiss?”, they asked, mouth agape, tea dripping down, not looking like a Lord at all like this. Ornstein quickly handed them a handkerchief which they used to absentmindedly wiping their mouth.

“Yes, it was a real kiss.”, Ornstein murmured and continued quietly, almost not audible. “And it didn't stay a kiss...”

Gwyndolin put both elbows on the table, leaned their chin in their hands and gazed at Ornstein. “Don't tell me they had sex.”

Ornstein's deep red blush of his face betrayed any lie he could have thought up, so he simply nodded and then shook his head. “Yes. And no.”

“What do you mean by this? I can only help you find out why your dream is like this, when you speak clearly to me.”

“Well, in the second dream it was a hand job. In the third dream it was a blow job.”, Ornstein's face felt hot, far too hot. He started to fan himself with his hand in an attempt to cool down.

“So, was Artorias the one who received the favour or the beast?”, Gwyndolin casually asked.

“The.. the hand job was given to Artorias. And the blow job actually was given to both of them, Artorias even mentioned that he wanted to return the favour.”, Ornstein stared down at the table and his still untouched tea cup, not believing that he let Gwyndolin hear this words out of his own mouth.

“Interesting. So was it consent?”, Gwyndolin asked and Ornstein simply nodded, before adding: “Gwyndolin, you are surprisingly aware about what I am talking about. I mean, I have never seen you a with a partner of yours...”

“Ornstein, just because I have never engaged in the act myself, doesn't mean that I haven't educated myself on it.”, Gwyndolin said with a smile. “I have read all kinds of books on this matter.”

“Hopefully not the ones Seath wrote.”, Ornstein muttered. Having read them himself had been one of the worst mistakes of his life, but he hadn't been able to put them down either. He still remembered how much Artorias had laughed about the flowery words the pale drake had used to describe all kind of acts. The poor channeler who had to write the books for the pale drake, probably died at second hand embarrassment.

“Them too.”, Gwyndolin mentioned and their gaze briefly flickered to the side. “Though they are hardly the ones to call educational titles. I have of course read books from a far more serious source.”

It still made Ornstein a tiny bit uncomfortable, that he basically brought this matter to a virgin who didn't even showed any interest of having the act themselves, just being interested in the theory behind it. But they were by far the only person he could think about talking to about that matter.

“I have the feeling there is still something you want to say to me.”, Gwyndolin continued. “I know you, Ornstein, and normally you would just wait this thing out until it was over or something happened. So, what happened? Was it a wet dream for you?”

Now it was Ornstein's turn to spat out the tea he finally had taken a sip from him. That Gwyndolin had been able to get to the point so quickly both amazed and scared him. He simply nodded, although throwing a questioning look at Gwyndolin.

“What's with the look, Ornstein? Just because I don't engage in the act myself, doesn't mean that I don't know or have wet dreams.”, Gwyndolin said with a smile that didn't fit their words at all.

“Too much information.”, Ornstein coughed. “Even when we are friends, I don't think we are that close.”

“But Ornstein, didn't you had my brother in you once?”

Ornstein's jaw almost dropped: “Don't tell me he told you about what we did!”

Gwyndolin shook their head: “Of course not, but it was apparent just looking at him when you two had one of your nights. Sometimes I envied him, because he had something I probably never would experience, at least not with pleasure or joy, but I came to terms with myself and decided that I wouldn't need it. I am happy without it.”

“Alright, now that we have this over with... what can my dream mean? And how can I get rid of it? I am actually fearing that it will come back tonight.”, Ornstein said.

“For getting rid of the dream, it isn't that easy.”, Gwyndolin started to explain. “When you have a recurring dream, you normally have to face something in your life which is eating away at you. We already determined that the first version of your dream was most likely your guilt. But now the dream switched over to something else. Because of the contents of it, it could maybe be sexual tension.”

Ornstein suddenly shot up, both hands on the table, shouting: “I am neither interested in Artorias or the beast like this!”

“Your dream tells us otherwise.”, Gwyndolin said with a darling smile before their face darkened. “But that is just one theory. Ornstein, since my brother left, how often did you had sex?”

Ornstein sat back down on the chair, shrinking. “Once.”, he replied. “With Artorias.”, he added sheepishly. “But.”, he quickly added, seeing that Gwyndolin already grinned triumphantly. “I was very drunk and didn't intent for it. I don't really remember much about it, mostly that I woke up in Artorias bed and urged him to never tell anyone about this. I never saw Artorias as something other than my friend.”

“Are you sure about this? Haven't you felt feelings like jealousy or similar things in that dream?”, Gwyndolin probed.

Ornstein shook his head: “No, not at all. I was …, um, weirded out, I guess? And a bit disgusted. And in the last dream I just wanted it to be over, like getting a painful wound treatment, you just endure it, because it won't hurt forever, you know?”

“Very well, I believe you that the dream didn't occur because of some pent up feelings for Artorias.” Nonetheless, Gwyndolin stared at him. “Still, how long has it been that my brother left? And you only had sex once in all that time? Ornstein, maybe you are just dreaming this dream because of your own pent up sexual desire.”

With how celibate Ornstein was, he didn't even masturbate a lot, Ornstein could believe it. It also was pretty common for him to have wet dreams, but... normally they would feature a much more pleasant sight for him. Like his old lover. Not Artorias getting it on with the beast from the Abyss.

“I don't think that's it. Like I said, I don't feel any tension when I watch them, I feel weird and disgusted.”, he said a bit too quickly.

Gwyndolin sighed. “We won't go anywhere when you don't accept your own feelings, Ornstein.”

Ornstein looked down at his lap. “I just want to have a calm night, that is all.”

“Oh, when that is all.”, Gwyndolin said, wiggling away from the table. Ornstein could hear them rummaging around until they returned with a small bottle with a bluish liquid in it which they handed to Ornstein. “Drink this before you sleep. It should let you have a good night's rest.”

Ornstein eyed the bottle a brief moment. Gwyndolin's medicine tended to have side effects, but mostly they weren't very severe. “Thank you, Gwyndolin. And thank you for listening to me. I... I really didn't know who else I could have told about this.”

“It's alright.”, Gwyndolin said, disbanding Ornstein with a smile. (Author's note: Seath writing awful porn is my favourite new headcanon.) Next chapter: https://mrslittletall.tumblr.com/post/186026118374/title-the-living-dreams-chapter-5-fandom-dark

#dark souls #fanfiction #dragon slayer ornstein #dark sun gwyndolin #lemon #this chapter was fun to write ^^#soon the big thing will coming ^^#littlewritesstuff

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