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esp_dragonFandom: Misfits
Summary: "She's the girl of your dreams?" "No - she's the girl in my dreams."
Rating: M
Notes: Sex/nakedness between two guys (Nathan/Simon). Voyeurism. References to drug use. Swearing. I... think that's everything? If I've missed anything out, do tell.
Set after 2.05.
Ugh. Sucky transitions.
Any concrit would be awesome. :3
Genre: General
Word count: 853
Status: Work in progress
Nathan's back hit the mattress with a thump and he grinned up at Simon's intense blue eyes as his hips were straddled. Simon leaned forward and intertwined their fingers, his skin feeling cool to Nathan but…
Wait.
Since when did he have sex with Simon?
A flash of movement caught Nathan's eye and he turned his head towards it. Just in time too – Simon's lips brushed his cheek, dry and –
Okay, okay, okay. There was something up, and Nathan wasn't talking about what he could feel pressed up against him. He pushed Simon away, the other boy falling to the side. There was a red-haired girl sitting a little distance away, staring intensely at them. From where Nathan was lying, he could see right up her skirt and he stayed there to appreciate the view, holding Simon down as he tried to get back up.
The girl eventually noticed where he was looking. Her eyes widened and she squeaked, closing her legs and pulling her skirt down to Nathan's disappointment.
The community centre wavered, the colours brightening and shit, what drug had he taken, because none of the usual ones made him feel like this, all dizzy and shit like that.
Simon had disappeared off somewhere and the girl –
Nathan woke up, and he stared up at the ceiling, feeling damp from sweat, his heart racing. He knew he'd been dreaming about something, but most of the details were disappearing already.
But, who the fuck was Simon?
Ah, who cared - he had something more important to address. Nathan reached down below the covers and began to jerk himself off.
* * *
The next day, they were all picking up litter near some old abandoned building when Nathan noticed someone watching them from behind a tree.
He had a double-take when he realised he recognised that red hair.
"Hey!" he said, pointing his litter-grabber at the girl. "That's the girl from my dream!"
The rest of them lifted their heads and looked at the girl as she backed away a few steps, and then ran.
Curtis snorted, and then looked at Nathan, his eyebrows raised. "She's the girl of your dreams?"
Nathan waved his litter-grabber at Curtis, who ducked the condom as it came flying off. "No - she's the girl in my dream." All around him were raised eyebrows and disbelieving looks. He sighed. "I had a dream last night, including my bed and some arse called Simon in - ow! Whaja do that for?"
"I told ya to stop dicking with him," Kelly said furiously, eyes narrowed, hand raised for another slap.
What? Dicking with who? And why'd he been hit? He was clearly the innocent party here!
After making sure he wasn't going to say anything else, Kelly turned away, the rest of them following suit.
* * *
Simon's bare back was pressed up against Nathan's chest, and all he could smell was sweat, sex, and Simon. He slid his hand down Simon's chest, his fingers light and teasing, feeling every twitch and moan he was able to wring out of him.
Inhaling Simon's scent at his neck –
Nathan froze, his eyes widening, then jerked his head away. And then pulled his hands away too, before they could travel any lower, already combing through hairs. He disentangled himself from Simon and then started wildly searching for – aha!
He dived at the girl and was actually able to grab her. "All right, talk! What're you doing?"
The community centre was already melting again, and Nathan's grip relaxed as everything turned fuzzy. Dammit, why did this keep happening?
* * *
Nathan poked his head through the locker-room door, wondering if he'd see a nice ass pointed towards him. He didn't. Instead, he got that red-haired girl, fully clothed, and looking in the opposite direction from him.
"You've got a power, don't'cha?"
The girl span around and took a step back, her eyes wide and flicking to the door. "I don't," she said nervously, playing with the bottom of her top and then smoothening it out.
"Oh, come on now," he scoffed, walking up to her. "It's some sort of dream power, isn't it? You can do weird shit to someone's dreams."
She opened and closed her mouth several times, still glancing at the door. "You're crazy; people don't have powers."
"And I'll have you know, I'm immortal."
The girl blinked at that, eyes finally settling on him completely. "Really?"
"Oh, yeah." Nathan nodded. "I've already died…" He thought about it, then gave up trying to count. "Whatever. I've died a couple of times already."
Biting her lip, the girl looked away again. "…When did you get your powers?"
"After the storm." He watched as the girl seemed to struggle with herself. "So? Come on, share all the details!"
"I… um," the girl started quietly. "I can go into people's dreams and change it into whatever I want."
"So you're using it to watch people have sex?"
She nodded, cheeks going pink.
…Wait, wasn't this the second time someone had used their powers to make him get into someone else's pants?
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And then I got stuck. D:
Summary: "She's the girl of your dreams?" "No - she's the girl in my dreams."
Rating: M
Notes: Sex/nakedness between two guys (Nathan/Simon). Voyeurism. References to drug use. Swearing. I... think that's everything? If I've missed anything out, do tell.
Set after 2.05.
Ugh. Sucky transitions.
Any concrit would be awesome. :3
Genre: General
Word count: 853
Status: Work in progress
Nathan's back hit the mattress with a thump and he grinned up at Simon's intense blue eyes as his hips were straddled. Simon leaned forward and intertwined their fingers, his skin feeling cool to Nathan but…
Wait.
Since when did he have sex with Simon?
A flash of movement caught Nathan's eye and he turned his head towards it. Just in time too – Simon's lips brushed his cheek, dry and –
Okay, okay, okay. There was something up, and Nathan wasn't talking about what he could feel pressed up against him. He pushed Simon away, the other boy falling to the side. There was a red-haired girl sitting a little distance away, staring intensely at them. From where Nathan was lying, he could see right up her skirt and he stayed there to appreciate the view, holding Simon down as he tried to get back up.
The girl eventually noticed where he was looking. Her eyes widened and she squeaked, closing her legs and pulling her skirt down to Nathan's disappointment.
The community centre wavered, the colours brightening and shit, what drug had he taken, because none of the usual ones made him feel like this, all dizzy and shit like that.
Simon had disappeared off somewhere and the girl –
Nathan woke up, and he stared up at the ceiling, feeling damp from sweat, his heart racing. He knew he'd been dreaming about something, but most of the details were disappearing already.
But, who the fuck was Simon?
Ah, who cared - he had something more important to address. Nathan reached down below the covers and began to jerk himself off.
The next day, they were all picking up litter near some old abandoned building when Nathan noticed someone watching them from behind a tree.
He had a double-take when he realised he recognised that red hair.
"Hey!" he said, pointing his litter-grabber at the girl. "That's the girl from my dream!"
The rest of them lifted their heads and looked at the girl as she backed away a few steps, and then ran.
Curtis snorted, and then looked at Nathan, his eyebrows raised. "She's the girl of your dreams?"
Nathan waved his litter-grabber at Curtis, who ducked the condom as it came flying off. "No - she's the girl in my dream." All around him were raised eyebrows and disbelieving looks. He sighed. "I had a dream last night, including my bed and some arse called Simon in - ow! Whaja do that for?"
"I told ya to stop dicking with him," Kelly said furiously, eyes narrowed, hand raised for another slap.
What? Dicking with who? And why'd he been hit? He was clearly the innocent party here!
After making sure he wasn't going to say anything else, Kelly turned away, the rest of them following suit.
Simon's bare back was pressed up against Nathan's chest, and all he could smell was sweat, sex, and Simon. He slid his hand down Simon's chest, his fingers light and teasing, feeling every twitch and moan he was able to wring out of him.
Inhaling Simon's scent at his neck –
Nathan froze, his eyes widening, then jerked his head away. And then pulled his hands away too, before they could travel any lower, already combing through hairs. He disentangled himself from Simon and then started wildly searching for – aha!
He dived at the girl and was actually able to grab her. "All right, talk! What're you doing?"
The community centre was already melting again, and Nathan's grip relaxed as everything turned fuzzy. Dammit, why did this keep happening?
Nathan poked his head through the locker-room door, wondering if he'd see a nice ass pointed towards him. He didn't. Instead, he got that red-haired girl, fully clothed, and looking in the opposite direction from him.
"You've got a power, don't'cha?"
The girl span around and took a step back, her eyes wide and flicking to the door. "I don't," she said nervously, playing with the bottom of her top and then smoothening it out.
"Oh, come on now," he scoffed, walking up to her. "It's some sort of dream power, isn't it? You can do weird shit to someone's dreams."
She opened and closed her mouth several times, still glancing at the door. "You're crazy; people don't have powers."
"And I'll have you know, I'm immortal."
The girl blinked at that, eyes finally settling on him completely. "Really?"
"Oh, yeah." Nathan nodded. "I've already died…" He thought about it, then gave up trying to count. "Whatever. I've died a couple of times already."
Biting her lip, the girl looked away again. "…When did you get your powers?"
"After the storm." He watched as the girl seemed to struggle with herself. "So? Come on, share all the details!"
"I… um," the girl started quietly. "I can go into people's dreams and change it into whatever I want."
"So you're using it to watch people have sex?"
She nodded, cheeks going pink.
…Wait, wasn't this the second time someone had used their powers to make him get into someone else's pants?
And then I got stuck. D: