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I can't get you out of my dreams (DTH/Midori)

"Nic, I'm sorry. This was just... so strange." He forget to say because he'd seen the same thing in his mind about her hundreds of times. "I just thought you might be playing a little trick on me. Don't be mad." And even through the guilt, the images still played at his mind. The actors, even so similar to them, were replaced by Max and Nic themselves in his mind. His face turned even redder, and he was more aroused than ever. Had he stood, she'd have seen a stiff bulge in the front of Max's pants.
 
"You know I hate porn and shit like that. What would make you think I'd be interested in playing that kind of trick on you?" Her eyes flickered imperceptibly down, noticing the bulge in his pants. "You know what? I'm going to go paint. Let me know when you've gotten your brain back." She turned and pretended to storm off, slamming the door to her room. Changing into a long button up shirt and leggings, Nic set to work on a painting.
 
Max just sat there and sighed. What was supposed to be a fun night with his best friend had ended in Nic being upset, and Max feeling like an asshole. After a moment of sitting there, mentally kicking himself, he headed toward Nic's room and knocked on the door. "Nic. I'm sorry, I... I wasn't thinking. Do you still want to watch a movies? We can just put in a DVD rather than mess with the cable right now." He bit his lip, trying to hold off images of his hand buried between Nic's thighs.
 
Nic dipped her brush into the paint on her palette, working quietly in her room. She heard Max at the door and fired an image of her laying on the bed, Max's hands and lips exploring her body while she moaned and squirmed beneath him. "Max, I can't believe you would even think that I'd do something like that. I mean really, you accuse me of putting porn on TV just so you have to see it?"
 
"Nic, I'm sorry. I was looking for an explaination and my brain wasn't working right. Don't be mad at me, Nic." Max's thoughts had finally cleared, and his arousal faded. Now he just felt bad. "Okay... I'll just leave you alone for a bit. Sorry Nic." Max sighed, walking away and toward his own room. He turned on his stereo and laid on his bed, listening to it alone. In Flames poured through his speaker as a heavy sigh escaped his lungs. He felt bad, but in the back of his mind, he thought she overreacted.
 
Sometime later the smell of fresh popcorn and the sounds of a cheesy romantic comedy filtered in from the living room, where Nic was sitting waiting for Max to get over his part of the huff. "Come on, you are going to miss the best parts." She called, curled up on one side of the couch.
 
Max heard Nic call from the living room, and he was releaved that she wasn't upset. He switched his stereo off and emerged from his room. Settling into the couch next to her, he scooped up a handfull of pocorn and said "So what're we watching?" He said nothing more of what happened earlier, willing to just put everything behind them.
 
Nic was nibbling on m&ms and popcorn when he came into the room, and she looked up at him with a smile. She was curled up in a corner of the couch, acting as though nothing had happened earlier in the evening. "I have no idea, Max. I just picked something ridiculous looking."
 
"Awesome. Random cheesy romance, I assume?" He grabbe a handful of popcorn and some m&ms, popping them all in his mouth at once. He loved the combined flavor of chocolate and buttery popcorn. Max scooted closer to her, till there was a small contact of their skin. "So what'd you do while I was at work today?" A small bit of popcorn slightly muffled his voice as he spoke
 
"Yeah, cheesy romance." She poured the bag of m&ms into the popcorn, shaking it slightly to mix it in. Nic was acutely aware of the closeness, his skin touching hers for the briefest of moments. "I worked on my portfolio for art. Picked through the work to find the best stuff."
 
"Which pieces are you putting in? That nude of you was really good." He chuckled and stuck his tongue out at her. Though he was teasing her, the nude painting was, in fact, quite excellent. It looked exactly like her. Exactly like ever fantasy he'd ever had about her. It was almost strange how nothing in his fantasies was ever even slightly different from Nic's actual nude form
 
"I'm putting in the nude, and a couple of the still life works. I've still got time to work on it, which is good because I still need a male nude, two landscapes and a couple of other things." She grinned, tossing a couple of pieces of popcorn at him. Nic hadn't paid much attention to the movie she selected, so for once what was about to happen was not planned. They were half way through the movie when she glanced over to see the lead characters in bed, the male lead with his head between her legs, moaning at how good she tasted while she whimpered for him to continue.
 
Max wasn't paying much attention to the movie either, so when he heard moaning, his attention turned toward the screen. He didn't think Nic had planned this, but it was ironic. "Oh geeze! There have been entirely too many naked people on our tv tonight." Max's mind, of course, had wandered to what exactly Nic might taste like.
 
Nic laughed nervously. "I know. What is up with that?" She took another bite of popcorn and m&m's; the young woman had to fight back the moan as she caught his wondering about what she might taste like. Meanwhile, on the television, the characters were clearly enjoying each other. They were in the midst of an intense love making, her hands gripping his as he thrust slowly and deeply, making her moan his name. "This is crazy."
 
Max nodded as Nic remarked on the action on screen. "Yeah. It's pretty crazy. But they way they're making love... it's alot nicer than the porn. Romantic." (Something I'd like to do to you) he finished in his head. Those slow, tender thrusts. The loving caresses. Max had gone a long time without sex. In a way, he was waiting to be with Nic. On the other hand, he was taking forever to put into words exactly how he felt.
 
Nic bit her lip, avoiding his eyes for a moment even as she heard him finish the statement in his head. "Yeah, it's a lot better than all that porn earlier, with the name calling and what not." The woman on the screen was moaning loudly, and it was obvious that she was in love with the man, who was kissing and nipping at her neck gently as he slowly thrust into her, taking his time to make each count.
 
Every thrust, every move the man made. In Max's head, that was him and Nic, making sweet, passionat love. He bit his lips as his face flushed. How would Nic react if she knew what he thought? Max thought she would be disgusted. Or at least shocked. He continued to watch, his mind wandering more and more
 
Nic could barely hold back her own moans as the thoughts and desires echoing in Max's head filled her mind. She had to look away, her teeth pressing into her lip, as she heard the woman on the screen begin to cry out in pleasure, her legs wrapping around the man and pulling him deep inside her, as she reached her climax.
 
Max couldn't help it, a small moan escaped his lips. As soon as it did, his face went bright red. In his mind, he heard Nic crying his name out in pleasure. He shifted, making sure his erection didn't show, rhough there was still a bulge at the front of his pants. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his thoughts. He failed. The images just sharpened.
 
Nic thought she detected the softest of moans from Max, and she closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again the couple on the screen where locked in a passionate kiss, her hands tangled in his hair, only to break it to gasp out in a shuddering powerful orgasm. Nic cut her eyes in the direction of Max, wondering if he was watching it too.
 
Max had opened his eyes when they started their kiss, thinking at first that they were done. When he saw they were still making love he couldn't look away. As they came to an orgasm, he bit his lip, a hunger for a woman washing over him. He wanted to make love, to feel the intense affection that the characters on screen portrayed.
 
Nic tried to focus on the food she was eating, but wave after wave of desire washed over her, making her bite her lip hard to hold back the moans. It was almost orgasmic, the feel of his need, and she found herself contemplating the idea of visiting his dreams, giving him something powerful. The movie continued, and the rest of it was fairly safe and clean.
 
"Wow... that was pretty intense," Max said as the screen went dark, transitioning to the next scene. "They really seemed to enjoy that. If that was acting, it was the best acting in the whole damn movie." He had a tough time keeping the lust out of his voice, but with the acception of a few minor trembles, he did a pretty good job.
 
"Yeah," she paused, biting her lip, "intense." Nic nibbled her popcorn silently for the rest of the movie, trying desperately not to moan out as she felt his needs pour into her mind. When the movie finally ended, she stood up, kissed his cheek lightly, and decided that considering the late hour, she was going to go shower. "Hey, that was fun. We should have movie night more often. I'm taking over the bathroom for a shower."
 
Max nodded and watched Nic leave, his eyes watching her cute little butt. He took the popcorn bowl to the kitchen, dumped the unpopped kernels in the trash and rinsed it out. The thoughts of Nic in his mind were still strong enough to make it difficult to keep his hands from his crotch. He returned to the couch and searched through the channels, unable to actually focus on anything.
 
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