Thread: A Dream Within A Dream (Captain Brandeau x Sketchyequine)

Alexander stayed behind at work for the two hours he spent sleeping in beside Sasha earlier this confusing morning. He kept a close eye on the clock, however, to ensure he still had time to pick up a bottle of wine on the way home. Jason stayed with him like a true and loyal friend and even offered Alex a ride in the back of his truck. Not only could he buy the last bottle of decent wine for a high price, but he also had time to straighten up the place, or 'straighten' by throwing unnecessary items and dirty clothes under his bed. His apartment was smaller than Sasha's but perfect for a single man and his dog. He has no dog, but he has been seriously thinking about getting a pet to come home to. But dogs were expensive down here where everyone is underpaid. That probably explains a lot of the salty attitudes. The man skillfully picked the freshest, juiciest tomatoes, peppers and onions from his refrigerator and sliced the produce in vertical strips before throwing them in a large pan greased up with vegetable oil. He gave the salt shaker three generous taps, garlic two, pepper, one, and stirred. Transitioning the heat on the stove top to a lower number, he put the lid on and allowed the steam to work its magic before literally jumping into the shower. He did not have any hot water whatsoever and even still the ice cold streams that drummed his chest made him shriek. A quick onceover with the soap, paying special attention to the pits and genitals, he was out again and sliding across the wooden floors to stir the veggies up. Completely naked and dripping, Alexander grabbed the last food items in his fridge a thick chicken breast and a smoked sausage. He made the mental note to go grocery shopping soon while carefully slicing both meats on his countertop and sliding as much as he could into his hands, throwing them into the pan and blending them well with the flavors of seasoned vegetables. He placed the lid back on and retraced his exact foot steps from the kitchen to his bedroom so finally dry off properly and get dressed into a pair of black jeans and a simple blue long sleeve shirt. Not too dressy in case she did not show and not overdoing it in case she did. Everything else fell into place within the time frame. With dinner almost ready, Alexander started drying off the floor where he was walking while straight-out-the-shower soaked. He was in the middle of brushing his teeth when her knuckles made contact with the door. His green eyes glanced at the clock above the stove while his feet instinctively started moving. And when he opened that door, he was unprepared for the woman on the other side. He had never seen Sasha dressed so elaborately. The way that dress hugged her curves and accentuated her bust, his eyes could not help but roam over every inch of her body, drinking in that hot Latina caramel skin. He gasped and violently started to choke on the salivatoothpaste mixture sitting in his mouth. He waved her away with the free hand, insisting he'd be okay while the other hand smothered his face, keeping himself from spraying all over her beauty. Alexander abandoned his toothbrush which had long since fell out of his mouth, white foam oozed between his fingers while he ran into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open for her to come on in.