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

Her friend stole a glance in her direction as she rubbed her eyes in an attempt to wash away the thought of them together like this. He hoped this had not upset her too much or that from what she could remember, he was not a disappointment. Whatever the case, Alex searched through the archives of his brain for a good joke to laugh at. And maybe that was part of the problem he could never take anything seriously. His expression turned into one of worry. He valued their friendship more than anything. With that, an apology hung from the tip of his tongue but never made it past his lips. He decided it best to not say anything at that moment until after she called him that playful name. It hinted that things were going to be okay and he sighed with relief. What he truly wanted was to avoid this altogether and keep things the way they have always been before. Closer than best friends for years, Alexander had always avoided applying pressure to the sexual tensions between he and Sasha. But he has often felt that avoiding it made it stronger and more apparent. What I mean is, Alex said as his stare fell to the floor to look for his own clothes and finding none on his side of the room, That the best course of action is to deny everything. You agree, right? Once she was covered with a thin, white shirt, he was able to drape the entire blanket around his waist so he could travel about the room. The concrete floor was ice cold beneath his bare feet, causing an involuntary shiver from his pouty lips. Sasha spoke in the background and he listened and only offered nods in response. Upon contact with the floor, the hairs on his body raised significantly and simultaneously with his nipples. Wandering over to her side of the bed, he caught a glimpse of his pants peaking out from beneath until he snatched them up by the leg. Suddenly he froze in place, and something she said about never gaining entry to the sky city above made him hot with anger. It was as if his body defrosted instantly and every taut muscles beneath his flesh tensed up into knots. Alex twisted his head just over his shoulder and gave her as much of a glare as he could manage, Don't give me that shit, I already hear enough of it from... his sentence trailed off into a slow exhale of breath. Just as he released it, his mind and body were able to relax. I'm sorry, Sasha, I-I thought you said something else. His face colored red from embarrassment at how quick he was to turn on her. These dreams were really starting to fuck with him. He should just tell her. Alexander released the blanket and allowed it to cascade down his taut hips and thighs before it finally dropped to his ankles. He stepped into each individual leg of his pants then danced the rest of his body into his jeans, clasping them with a button. He often forgot to zip. Actually... can I have two? He answered, referring to the eggs. He turned around, facing her, and gave her the usual pleading eyes and charming smile. He waited in silence for his breakfast, idly making his way over to her dresser to borrow her mirror. He wiped away a little drool stain, combed his brows with the pads of his fingers, and teased his hair into something less wild and into something more natural. Not long after he joined her back on the bed, taking his plate so she could adjust accordingly. Alex took a seat right beside her and did not even bother with the utensils he was so hungry. ... Her question caught him off guard. It should not have surprised him, she knew him really well. They shared everything, or rather as much as possible with each other. But when she brought up his dream, he focused way less on the council rejecting him for the 7,590th time and more on the mysterious blonde. Yeah... but this one ended way differently than the past times. I opened the door and there was this, Alex folded his eggs in half and took a generous bite before continuing with a full mouth, Trees and grass everywhere, Sasha. I'd never seen anything like it. An actual forest. And I could smell the grass, the dirt, the flowers, without gagging. And this girl, a little quieter he said mainly to himself... She was a goddess.