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Okay, this is a short story that I just wrote because Chapter 2 of HeartSongs is not
coming along as fast as it should. I got a bad case of writer's block when I go halfway
through. I think writing this short vignette will help break the block. Anyway, I hope
yous likes. As usual, criticism, comments, praise(especially :-) are welcomed and
appreciated.
To the story: This is just a little something I wrote in about twenty minutes so it's
probably not as well written as it could be. It's just to show that Doug really can be a
sweetheart amidst all the crap he does. This is preseason 3.
Disclaimer: I just want to play for a little while. These characters will be returned to
their rightful owners as soon as I'm done with them. And I promise not to hurt them
at all...just let them play a little. Besides, if anyone sues me all they will get
is the computer I'm typing on right now and about four dollars in change.
Only In My Dreams
by Dara
AussiRayne@aol.com
Every time I'm telling secrets
I remember how it used to be
And I realized how much I miss you
And I realize how it feels to be free
Now I see I'm up to no good
And I wanna start again
Can't remember when I felt good
No I can't remember when
No, only in my dreams
As real as it may seem
It was only in my dreams
Couldn't see how much I missed you
Couldn't see how much it meant
Now I see my world come tumbling down
Now I see the road is bent
If I only once could hold you
And remember how it used to be
If only I could scold you
And forget how it feels to be free
~Debbi Gibson/Out of the Blue(I know, I know, she's so '80s but
oh well the
song fits the story)
~*~*~Only In My Dreams~*~*~
Carol felt the cold Chicago winds blow through the thick fabric of her overcoat as she
walked home alone...again. Desperate for companionship and needing to feel the love of
another, she detoured and headed to him. She always tells herself that she is fine by
herself. And, always, she's lying. The need she feels for him is beyond explanation to
anyone...herself included. The sky was dark and the streets were deserted. It was odd that
noone was out walking at 10 p.m. She still had yet to see more than two people walking
when she reached Doug's building. Hoping and praying that he was home, she headed up the
stairs and knocked on his door. After knocking for the third time, Carol turned to leave.
Seconds later Doug threw open the door. She turned to see Doug in nothing but a
towel. Looking him up and down, a small smile formed on Carol lips. "Hi."
Doug tilted his head and motioned for her to come in. "Come in. Sit down. I'm just
going to go get dressed."
Carol hadn't stepped through the door before she decided that going to Doug's was a bad
idea. As much as she wanted to be there, she knew Doug hadn't changed. He was still the
same boyishly handsome, womanizing, noncommittal man he had always been. Carol knew that
no matter how hard she tried Doug would never want to settle down and just be with one
woman.
Doug walked back in the living room and flopped down on the opposite end of the couch from
Carol. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She had this look of desperation mixed
with intense unwillingness to give up control of herself. Doug moved a little closer to
Carol. He saw a smile on her lips when she realized what he was doing.
Carol smiled unconsciously when she saw Doug moving closer to her. She knew what would
happen next. She couldn't wait to start but she knew that once it was over that feeling of
loss and regret...no, not really regret for what she had done but for the fact that she
let it happen over and over again and allowed herself to be hurt by the man she loved most
in the world. Carol sighed softly when she felt Doug's hands in her hair, massaging her
scalp and the top of her neck. The tension was slowly leaving her body.
Doug couldn't believe how tense Carol was. He moved his hands to her shoulders and drew
firm, slow circles around her shoulder blades. She was melting into his hands. He could
feel her muscles soften. A low sigh escaped her lips when his hands brushed the top of
legs. He continued to work his way down her body and back up.
Carol felt Doug's hand moving all over her body, releasing the tight feeling in every
muscle. His hands slowly worked their way back up her legs only to find the mass of black
curls at the apex of her thighs. Feeling Doug's thumb whisper over the bundle of nerves
between her legs caused Carol to arc back against Doug. She thrust her hips against his
hand hoping to increase the contact between them.
Doug longed to be inside Carol and feel his own release but not tonight. He saw it in her
eyes when he opened the door. She needed to be held and pleased. He could wait. Right now
he concentrated all of himself on Carol. He kept in motion with Carol's hips. He wanted to
make this last. After a minute of fast and furious, he slowed the pace...much to Carol's
dismay. He was now in control. Carol as forced to match his pace instead of creating her
own. He could hear her breathing become labored and knew she was close. Once again he
slowed his pace...almost coming a complete halt with his hands. He placed soft, sweet
kisses on her neck and behind her ear.
Carol bucked against Doug's hands. She was becoming frustrated. Doug was slowing to a pace
that was driving her crazy. She felt his soft lips on her neck and leaned her head back
against his shoulder. Finally, Doug moved his hand faster and faster. *He has to hear me
breathing so heavy. He must know how close I am.* Carol quickened the movements of
her hips. "Oh, Doug...so close...so close."
"It's alright, Carol. I'm here. Let go. Come for me." Doug smiled at what he was
doing to Carol. He brushed his thumb over Carol's clit one last time before he felt her
body shake with tremors of her orgasm.
Carol rode out one of the most incredible orgasms she had ever experienced for what seemed
to be hours. Wave after wave hit her hard. When she finally got her breath back, she
turned and curled up in Doug's arms and fell asleep.
Doug welcomed Carol into his arms and he gently rubbed her back until she fell asleep.
Then, he laid her down on the couch and covered her with a quilt from the back of the
couch. He stood and watched her sleep for an hour before he made his way to his bedroom.
Carol woke to a dark, empty living room. Doug was nowhere to be found. She stood and
walked to Doug's bedroom. He was curled on the bed, holding on to his pillow for dear
life. She saw the smile on his face and felt a feeling of warmth pass over her. She leaned
down and kissed him softly. "I love you, Doug. I love you."
Doug's eyes opened slightly when he heard Carol enter his room. He wondered what she was
going to do. He heard her move closer and lean over him. His heart melted when her words.
"I love you, Doug. I love you." He heard the front door close before he
spoke. "I love you, too, Carol." Tears filled his eyes and he tried his
best to hold them back. He'd never get over her...not in a million years, but for now he
only had his dreams of them together as a couple again.
August 18, 1998
~This probably won't be continued unless their is a request for more. It was just for fun.
Hope you enjoy this stuff that comes from the depths of my warped mind. :-)~
Dara
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