Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Not Quite Mine ❯ NQM 4 ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Tana18 
Miscellaneous: Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.17.2010 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 245 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.17.2010 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 245 | Status: Completed
A/N: Sooooo I've been stuck at a house with no internet access for FIVE days. I am so glad to be home. Anyway this was written while I was distracted by little kids around me and i have yet to go through and edit anything so this chapter will be crap mistakes wise. Anyway hope you enjoy it!
AND I leave for college in about a week or so so there will be a stop in updates for about two weeks once i get on campus or maybe longer. But I will update eventually and will most definitely update before I leave. Thanks for the reviews BTW!!
Warning: Language, Wet dream (For this Chapter)
CHAPTER 4
The moment Delwyn dropped him off Dante headed straight to his room to sleep off the raging headache.
*DREAM*
There were lips on his soft and smooth but urgent. A hand on his aching need teasing. A tongue in his mouth, exploring and wonderful. Something was familiar yet not about it. The way the tongue swiped at his lips and his own tongue. The way the hand teased him not quite enough but too much. He gasped as the tongue rubbed the top of his mouth, the tongue ring tickling the ridges at the roof of his mouth. He whimpered as the lips and tongue left his mouth to trail down his body. He shivered when those hands released his need too the cool air of the room.
"Touch me." He whimpered. "Please." He gasped softly as he was pulled in soft lazy pulls. He bucked into the hand and licked his lips, he needed more. "Harder." He let out a whine and arched into the touch. "Delwyn." He pushed more urgently against the hand. "More." He felt a tongue swipe across his head; not enough. "Mmnhh. More." The tongue swirled around his head the tongue ring teasing harshly. He hissed and arched sharply when there was a hard suck. "Nngh just like that."
*END DREAM*
Dante's eyes snapped open and he looked around to ensure that he was in his room. He rolled over to make sure no one was next to him before sitting up and quickly scrambling out of bed. He ran shaky fingers through his hair. That was most definitely something new.
"Oh GOD! That was DELWYN!" Dante became short of breath. "Oh my god! I just dreamt about Delwyn. And I was-and he was-oh my god." Dante looked down hesitantly to see a tent in his pants. " OH MY GOD!!" Dante ran towards the bathroom stripping along the way. He turned on the cold water, he let out a yelp as the cold water hit his body but refused to move. "F-f-f-fu-ck-ck m-m-m-e-e." He teeth chattered and his body shook today was not starting well.
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Dante sat on the couch; eyes on the tv but thoughts wandering. The fact that he dreamt about a boy he could cope with. Not that it was easy he was still most definitely attracted to the vagina but considering who is brother and best friend were, he accepted it. But of all the males he has met in his life time why did he dream of Delwyn. Delwyn who knew him when he was the fat 11 year old kid who liked to dance. Dante let out a groan and buried his face in his hands. First he cheats on his girlfriend with no memory of it, wakes up the next morning with aches everywhere, finds a hickey, then goes home to dream about his dance instructor. He jumped when his cell phone rang and answered it nervously when he saw it was Angie.
"H-Hello?"
"Hey. What are you doing in about an hour or so?"
'Contemplating my suicide.' He thought darkly. "Nothing why?"
"Do you want to go see Piranha?"
"So we can laugh at how cheesy it is?"
"Among other things, yes."
Dante thought about it. 'This would be the perfect distraction from earlier.' "Sure be there in an hour-ish."
"Okay. See you soon. Love you."
"You too." As soon as Dante hung up he heard the front door shut assuming it was his mom he jumped up to greet her and was surprised to see his brother with her. "Hey mom, hi Cheese."
"I'm going to take a nap. give me an hour." Dante nodded at his mom's request.
"I'm leaving in like 45 minutes." Dante said as he headed towards the stairs fully aware of his brother following. "What's wrong?" He asked over his shoulder as he went to the bathroom. He grabbed a face rag at set it under the running hot water as his brother began.
"Today blew. I worked from 11 yesterday night until 3:30 this afternoon. As soon as I got there I switched with a nurse who had a pre-med. The baby was only 7 months, his lungs weren't fully formed. He was on a respirator and was was in the incubator because he couldn't stay warm. He was born earlier in the day, way before I had gotten there. The nurse told me his mother was due to see him any moment. I was changing his IV bag when she got there. She was only 16 years old, it was her birthday the same day she had the baby. How can you be having sex at 15 years old? How can you have a baby at 16?"
Dante, who had been brushing his teeth, spit out the excess toothpaste. "She could've easily kept her leg closed."
"Dante!"
Dante glared at his brother. "What? She could've, besides is the baby's father more than three years older than her?"
"No."
"Did he rape her?"
"No."
"Does he beat on her?" He asked after rinsing out his mouth and washing his face.
"No."
"Are you related to her?" He asked while grabbing new clothes out of the closet and undressing.
"No...What happened to your neck?" Valentino asked with a smirk.
"Nothing." He pulled his shirt and hoddie on and looked in the mirror to make sure it covered the mark.
"Liar."
"Of course."
"How can you be so nonchalant about this?"
"I don't know her. She 16, old enough to make those kinds of decisions. We aren't related. It's not illegal. You pick." Dante rattled as he put on his shoes.
"Where are you going?"
"To the movies. Wake mommy up before you leave. Bye!"
"But i wasn't done talking!" Valentino called after his brother.
"We are now!"
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Dante stood outside of the theater waiting for his girlfriend. When she arrived he gave her a quick kissing in greeting before going to buy tickets in popcorn. They were roughly 20 minutes into the movie when Angie began rubbing her hand up and down his thigh getting closer and closer to his groin. Dante turned to see his girlfriend playing with the string of his hoddie he let her wear when she said she was cold, acting as if nothing was wrong. He smirked and gently turned her face towards him, she smiled at him before he closed the distance.
Soft pecks were shared between the two. With a swipe of tongue across his lips Dante granted his girlfriend access. It was perfect, everything was as it should be, it was just a stupid dream. 'Just a stupid dream.' He thought in triumph. His girlfriend let out a soft moan and shifted as close as she could in the theater seat. 'Her lips aren't a soft as Delwyn's were. And her tongue isn't as demanding. And she doesn't have a tongue ring but the kiss is fine.' The moment he realized that he was comparing the kisses he pulled back, eyes wide and mouth open in shock. He stared at his girlfriend blankly.
"Dante?" The screen became brighter giving enough light for them to see each other. Angie's eyes shifted briefly as they adjusted to the light. Her eyes narrowed in confusion at the mark on his neck. "Dante what's on your neck?"
Dante's hand immediately went to cover the mark. Did he just compare a kiss with his girlfriend to a kiss that he dreamt? "I-I have to go." Dante ran from the theater and straight to his car ignoring the yells from his girlfriend telling him to come back. He got into his car and sat there in a daze. 'Am I seriously disappointed by a kiss with my girlfriend?' Dante shook his head before starting the car and driving home. he slammed the front door shut, gave his mother and father a quick hello before running up to his bedroom and collapsing onto the bed. 'Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep.' He thought over and over to himself wanting today to be over.
WEEK 1
Two days after the theater incident his girlfriend came to the house. He begged his mom to tell her that he was at the studio. Angie believed her and dropped off his hoodie.
"Hijo?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you avoiding Angie?"
Dante came fully off the stairs to stand in front of his mother. "I umm..." He hesitated. "We had a fight."
"About?"
"Things?" he said more as a question.
"What kind of things?"
"Stuff?"
"Dante." She said warningly.
"I don't want to talk about it it's embarrassing." He said pitifully.
"You can't avoid her forever. You do have school together."
"Umm...about that. Can I stay home this week?"
"Have you lost your mind?" His mother said with a mocking laugh.
"Mami please? I'll clean the entire house. even the attic just please let me stay home." he begged.
"No Dante."
"But mom! I have never missed a day of school."
"Exactly and we aren't going to start now." She made her way to the kitchen signaling the end of the discussion. Dante wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Mami please just let me have these 4 days to me. Please? I'll never ask again."
"If you don't go to school you don't go to the studio."
Dante died a little on the inside. How could he not go to the studio? The an image of Delwyn kissing him flashed in his mind. "Deal."
His mom looked at him shocked. "Seriously?"
"As a heart attack."
"You'll clean the house?"
"Yes."
"And the Attic?"
"Yes."
"The garage?"
"Yes."
"Basement?"
Dante hesitated, he hates cleaning the basement. It was turned into the game room and was often pointless to clean. "Yeah sure."
"No studio."
"I know."
"Fine."
"Thank you!!" Dante gave his mother a bone crushing hug. He began peppering her face in kisses muttering thank you over and over. "I stayed home from school today, and there's no school on Monday." he said quickly before running upstairs.
"You did what Dante!"
"I love you!"
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The next morning when he was sure his parents were gone and no one was coming back he glanced at the clock. It's 9 in the morning on a Tuesday, Delwyn should be at work. He grabbed a water bottle and filled it before grabbing his keys and got ready to head to the studio. He really wanted to dance and he had the perfect idea he just had to actually work it out. He made sure is Ipod was in his pocket before he pulled off. As he thought he was alone. He plugged in his Ipod and turned on the song.
By the time he got the brief routine down and in his memory he was a sweaty mess. He jumped when there was a knock at the door. He turned to see someone at the door they looked no older than himself they may have been 17 or 18 though a boy with dyed purple and black hair and in a pair of swats, and a girl with blond hair. "Uhh...hi." Dante said nervously.
"Hi. Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Uhh...yeah. Shouldn't you be too?"
"No. I'm 21, I'm done with school." Dante gave him an are you serious look. "I know I don't look it. My parents think I have Kallman's Syndrome. I think I just age well."
"Oh."
"My name is Anthony. She's Christina." The girl waved and gave a small smile.
"Hi. Uhhh not to sound rude but did you need something?"
"Oh right. We were here to meet our dance instructor but they called last minute and said they couldn't make it. We were on our way out when we saw you dancing. It was cool."
"Thanks."
"Do you think maybe you can teach it to us?"
"Uhhh...Sure." Dante quickly set about the task of teaching them the steps and eventually the trio was joined by 5 others. He taught them the steps with out the music, then taught it all over with the music. When he was sure the had it down one of them asked to record it, he agreed. As they danced Dante became vaguely aware that someone was watching them. As the dance ended he turned to the door way and was surprised to see Delwyn there. He quickly grabbed his Ipod. "Uhh Hi Delwyn. I'm not supposed to be here so...I'm gonna go now." Dante dashed out of the studio and headed home.
Once home he saw that 4 hours had passed and he had to start cleaning before his mom came home for her break.
WEEK 2
Dante had finally sucked up enough courage to face his girlfriend and Delwyn. There were no more dreams and he didn't really have a choice considering his mom was making him go to school tomorrow no matter if he wanted to or not. With his mind set Dante prepared for bed and was out in a matter of moments.
*DREAM*
He was in a room, he was on a bed, and he was with Delwyn. He was kissing him, trying to relax him as his finger rubbed his quivering pucker. He moaned and tried to pull away as the finger began to push in. He heard Delwyn say something but it didn't quite register in his mind. He felt Delwyn pepper his face in kisses trying to calm and comfort him. He began to relax as the finger began to move easily inside himself. He whimpered and buried his face into the space where neck met shoulder.
He forced his muscles to relax knowing the discomfort would pass. It was more so the fear of not knowing what was going on that was causing him to whimper. Just as he got his muscles to relax a third finger found away into his body. It was uncomfortable but it didn't really hurt and he was fully relaxed until a fourth finger was added accompanied by a burn. He held back any sounds, but let out a small sound when the fingers touched something inside he didn't know existed.
It felt good, really good. He really need to come. He really needed something more before he did. "I'm gonna cum." He arched slightly as Delwyn pressed against that spot again. "I need you inside me." He watched as Delwyn undressed, coated, and positioned himself. Just as Delwyn began to push in-
*END DREAM*
The alarm went off and he rolled off the bed. He let out a yelp as he landed on his front squashing his erection. "OW! OW! OW!" Dante quickly rolled over onto his back and cradled his throbbing (now for two re sons) penis. He heard footsteps and pounding at his bedroom door .
"Dante are you okay?!"
"Fine dad." He said through the pain. "I just fell from the bed."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." there were a few moments of silence before there were sounds of retreating footsteps. Dante let out a groan and threw an angered fit on the floor. "Seriously!" He snapped angrily at the Powers That Be. "Are you fucking kidding me!"
Dante, with much difficulty, didn't go to the studio for the rest of the week. But he also successfully avoided Angie for another week.
WEEK 3
Dante had successfully avoided his girlfriend as well as the rest of his friends for two weeks. He was eventually cornered in a hallway by an enraged girlfriend. "Hey Angie." he said nervously with a smile to match.
"Don't 'Hey Angie' me you dick! You left me at the fucking theater!"
"Yeah about that...I'm sorry. Something..." He searched for the right words. "Came up."
"Is it the same something that gave you a fucking hickey!" She snapped point at the practically invisible mark on his neck.
"You don't have toy yell." He said calmly.
"I'm not yelling. Answer. The. Question." She said sharply.
"No. Angie I swear to god I didn't cheat on you with another girl."
"That's not what the hickey said."
"I was drunk at the party. Delwyn said I was dancing with a girl and she got a bit bold. He pulled me away and took me home before anything could happen."
Angie let out a disbelieving laugh. "You really expect me to believe that?"
"Yes." Dante said as if it were obvious. "Delwyn wouldn't lie to me or let me do something stupid." Dante said confidently.
"Bullshit. He's your best friend. He;d say anything to keep you safe."
"Angie he isn't a liar and you know it."
"What do I know. I obviously am wrong about my boyfriend not cheating on me."
"Angie I didn't cheat on you. I would remember if I did. Besides Delwyn-"
"Screw Delwyn! He has nothing to do with this!"
"He has everything to do with this!" Dante snapped. 'Okay not the best thing to say.' He thought nervously. A silence fell between the two.
"I'll text you later or something." Dante said softly before walking away.
WEEK 4
Dante woke up to a spinning room and a wave of nausea. Once the spinning passed he quickly dashed to the bathroom to empty his upset stomach. He would've flinched a the sudden touch but he hear ed his mothers soothing voice.
"Just let it out."
"I hate throwing up." Dante said pitifully.
"I know Sweetie."
Dante dry heaved over the toilet a few more times before flushing and rising to rinse his mouth.
"Can I stay home?"
"I wouldn't let you go to school even if you wanted to." She said with a soft smile trying to lighten the mood. "I thought you weren't going to asked to stay home anymore.
Dante spit out the toothpsate. "Obviously I lied."
WEEK 5
The neausea had passed after a few days to be replaced by pounding headaches. He let out a groan and burrowed onder the covers when someone turned his bedroom light on. "I'm just checking to see how you feel." It was his dad.
"Turn off the light. I'm fine aside from the skull spliting migrane."
"Are you sure?"
"As sure as I'm going to get.
"You've had headaches or migranes ever since you stopped throwing up."
"I know and hopefully this will pass to."
WEEK 6
The headaches passed, to be replaced by a fever. "Are you fucking serious!!" Dante was pissed he's been sick for three weeks. THREE FUCKING MISERABLE WEEKS!!!! He wished he would he would finally get well he, dare he say it, actually missed school! And since he was sick Cheese refused to visit due to the fear of carrying it to work. He was going stir crazy, his only form of entertainment being his own thoughts, which were boarding on the line of suicide.
He was freezeing but his body was sweating and he had already changed his clothes 5 times and his bedding 3. This was all getting really old really fast.
WEEK 7
He was fine. No vomiting, fever or headache. He had dreamt the same dream a few more times but luckily he either woke himsef up or his alarm went off. He texted Angie a few times as promised and she had finally decided to forgive him. Of course he didn't beleive there was anything to forgive but he wouldn't tell her that. He got enough balls to finally get a hold of Delwyn and promised that as soon as he was well again to go to the studio. He pulled on some clothes and went. down stairs and found his mom cooking breakfast.
"How do you feel today?"
"Fantastic." he heard the sizzle of his mom putting someting in the pan. The instant the smell hit his nose he pulled a face and cover his nose. "Gross mami! What are you making?!"
His mother turned slowly and gave him a confused look. "Beacon.
"Is it spoiled?"
"No I bought it yesterday.
"It stinks.
"Honey no it doesn't. Beacon is your favorite."
"Not today it isn't." Hee stood up from the chair. "I think Im going to go to the studio. I promised Delwyn."
"Dante you can't dance on an empty stomach."
"I'll pick something up on my way. I promise."
Dante stopped at a Tim Hortons on his way to the studio and grabbed a doughnut and a cappucino. he took one bit of the doughnut and instantly spit it out. It was disghusting! He wanted to go and complain but decided against it. He sipped at his drink as he made his way to the studio. Once inside he found Delyn dancing to Somebody to Love by Justin Bieber.
He watched as Delwyn went over the steps again with the kids who came on Saturday mornings. He smiled as Delwyn looked right at home. Despited the whacked out dreams he's been having, he's actually missed Delwyn. By no means was he not nervous as hell, he felt as if with one look Delwyn would know everything, but he missed him. That whole bestfriend thing will do that to you.
After a few minutes of him teaching the steps to the kids dant saw Delwyn signal him over.
"Okay we're going to do a run through with the music. It's okay if you don't get it right of the back since we've only done it without the music." A few okay's were heard from the small group of kids. Delwyn set the music and pressed play. Dante danced along laughing with a hug smile on his face. He missed this, he missed dancing, he missed the feeling you get in your muscles from dancing. They ran through the routine a few more times before Dante stepped to the side to catch his breath. Dancing with out and kid of warm up was not his best idea.
A few moments went by and breathing only got harder. Hebegan to panic and signaled rapidly for Delwyn to come over. "What's wrong?"
"I-I can't b-breathe." He said in a raspy voice.
Delwyns eyes widened. "It's okay just relax"
An image of the dream lashed in his mind making it harder to breathe. "I-I can't." Dante felt a sharp pain in his stomach before he fell to his knees. His head started pounding and he fought the urge to vomit. Something was wrong with him he tried to tell Delyn beefore he passed out.
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This is the dance I watched and what the dances they did were based off of.
(Dance One) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwtstYT_Nic
(Dance Two) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFlJpPysilk
A/N: Hope you liked it! Please review!!
AND I leave for college in about a week or so so there will be a stop in updates for about two weeks once i get on campus or maybe longer. But I will update eventually and will most definitely update before I leave. Thanks for the reviews BTW!!
Warning: Language, Wet dream (For this Chapter)
CHAPTER 4
The moment Delwyn dropped him off Dante headed straight to his room to sleep off the raging headache.
*DREAM*
There were lips on his soft and smooth but urgent. A hand on his aching need teasing. A tongue in his mouth, exploring and wonderful. Something was familiar yet not about it. The way the tongue swiped at his lips and his own tongue. The way the hand teased him not quite enough but too much. He gasped as the tongue rubbed the top of his mouth, the tongue ring tickling the ridges at the roof of his mouth. He whimpered as the lips and tongue left his mouth to trail down his body. He shivered when those hands released his need too the cool air of the room.
"Touch me." He whimpered. "Please." He gasped softly as he was pulled in soft lazy pulls. He bucked into the hand and licked his lips, he needed more. "Harder." He let out a whine and arched into the touch. "Delwyn." He pushed more urgently against the hand. "More." He felt a tongue swipe across his head; not enough. "Mmnhh. More." The tongue swirled around his head the tongue ring teasing harshly. He hissed and arched sharply when there was a hard suck. "Nngh just like that."
*END DREAM*
Dante's eyes snapped open and he looked around to ensure that he was in his room. He rolled over to make sure no one was next to him before sitting up and quickly scrambling out of bed. He ran shaky fingers through his hair. That was most definitely something new.
"Oh GOD! That was DELWYN!" Dante became short of breath. "Oh my god! I just dreamt about Delwyn. And I was-and he was-oh my god." Dante looked down hesitantly to see a tent in his pants. " OH MY GOD!!" Dante ran towards the bathroom stripping along the way. He turned on the cold water, he let out a yelp as the cold water hit his body but refused to move. "F-f-f-fu-ck-ck m-m-m-e-e." He teeth chattered and his body shook today was not starting well.
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Dante sat on the couch; eyes on the tv but thoughts wandering. The fact that he dreamt about a boy he could cope with. Not that it was easy he was still most definitely attracted to the vagina but considering who is brother and best friend were, he accepted it. But of all the males he has met in his life time why did he dream of Delwyn. Delwyn who knew him when he was the fat 11 year old kid who liked to dance. Dante let out a groan and buried his face in his hands. First he cheats on his girlfriend with no memory of it, wakes up the next morning with aches everywhere, finds a hickey, then goes home to dream about his dance instructor. He jumped when his cell phone rang and answered it nervously when he saw it was Angie.
"H-Hello?"
"Hey. What are you doing in about an hour or so?"
'Contemplating my suicide.' He thought darkly. "Nothing why?"
"Do you want to go see Piranha?"
"So we can laugh at how cheesy it is?"
"Among other things, yes."
Dante thought about it. 'This would be the perfect distraction from earlier.' "Sure be there in an hour-ish."
"Okay. See you soon. Love you."
"You too." As soon as Dante hung up he heard the front door shut assuming it was his mom he jumped up to greet her and was surprised to see his brother with her. "Hey mom, hi Cheese."
"I'm going to take a nap. give me an hour." Dante nodded at his mom's request.
"I'm leaving in like 45 minutes." Dante said as he headed towards the stairs fully aware of his brother following. "What's wrong?" He asked over his shoulder as he went to the bathroom. He grabbed a face rag at set it under the running hot water as his brother began.
"Today blew. I worked from 11 yesterday night until 3:30 this afternoon. As soon as I got there I switched with a nurse who had a pre-med. The baby was only 7 months, his lungs weren't fully formed. He was on a respirator and was was in the incubator because he couldn't stay warm. He was born earlier in the day, way before I had gotten there. The nurse told me his mother was due to see him any moment. I was changing his IV bag when she got there. She was only 16 years old, it was her birthday the same day she had the baby. How can you be having sex at 15 years old? How can you have a baby at 16?"
Dante, who had been brushing his teeth, spit out the excess toothpaste. "She could've easily kept her leg closed."
"Dante!"
Dante glared at his brother. "What? She could've, besides is the baby's father more than three years older than her?"
"No."
"Did he rape her?"
"No."
"Does he beat on her?" He asked after rinsing out his mouth and washing his face.
"No."
"Are you related to her?" He asked while grabbing new clothes out of the closet and undressing.
"No...What happened to your neck?" Valentino asked with a smirk.
"Nothing." He pulled his shirt and hoddie on and looked in the mirror to make sure it covered the mark.
"Liar."
"Of course."
"How can you be so nonchalant about this?"
"I don't know her. She 16, old enough to make those kinds of decisions. We aren't related. It's not illegal. You pick." Dante rattled as he put on his shoes.
"Where are you going?"
"To the movies. Wake mommy up before you leave. Bye!"
"But i wasn't done talking!" Valentino called after his brother.
"We are now!"
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Dante stood outside of the theater waiting for his girlfriend. When she arrived he gave her a quick kissing in greeting before going to buy tickets in popcorn. They were roughly 20 minutes into the movie when Angie began rubbing her hand up and down his thigh getting closer and closer to his groin. Dante turned to see his girlfriend playing with the string of his hoddie he let her wear when she said she was cold, acting as if nothing was wrong. He smirked and gently turned her face towards him, she smiled at him before he closed the distance.
Soft pecks were shared between the two. With a swipe of tongue across his lips Dante granted his girlfriend access. It was perfect, everything was as it should be, it was just a stupid dream. 'Just a stupid dream.' He thought in triumph. His girlfriend let out a soft moan and shifted as close as she could in the theater seat. 'Her lips aren't a soft as Delwyn's were. And her tongue isn't as demanding. And she doesn't have a tongue ring but the kiss is fine.' The moment he realized that he was comparing the kisses he pulled back, eyes wide and mouth open in shock. He stared at his girlfriend blankly.
"Dante?" The screen became brighter giving enough light for them to see each other. Angie's eyes shifted briefly as they adjusted to the light. Her eyes narrowed in confusion at the mark on his neck. "Dante what's on your neck?"
Dante's hand immediately went to cover the mark. Did he just compare a kiss with his girlfriend to a kiss that he dreamt? "I-I have to go." Dante ran from the theater and straight to his car ignoring the yells from his girlfriend telling him to come back. He got into his car and sat there in a daze. 'Am I seriously disappointed by a kiss with my girlfriend?' Dante shook his head before starting the car and driving home. he slammed the front door shut, gave his mother and father a quick hello before running up to his bedroom and collapsing onto the bed. 'Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep.' He thought over and over to himself wanting today to be over.
WEEK 1
Two days after the theater incident his girlfriend came to the house. He begged his mom to tell her that he was at the studio. Angie believed her and dropped off his hoodie.
"Hijo?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you avoiding Angie?"
Dante came fully off the stairs to stand in front of his mother. "I umm..." He hesitated. "We had a fight."
"About?"
"Things?" he said more as a question.
"What kind of things?"
"Stuff?"
"Dante." She said warningly.
"I don't want to talk about it it's embarrassing." He said pitifully.
"You can't avoid her forever. You do have school together."
"Umm...about that. Can I stay home this week?"
"Have you lost your mind?" His mother said with a mocking laugh.
"Mami please? I'll clean the entire house. even the attic just please let me stay home." he begged.
"No Dante."
"But mom! I have never missed a day of school."
"Exactly and we aren't going to start now." She made her way to the kitchen signaling the end of the discussion. Dante wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Mami please just let me have these 4 days to me. Please? I'll never ask again."
"If you don't go to school you don't go to the studio."
Dante died a little on the inside. How could he not go to the studio? The an image of Delwyn kissing him flashed in his mind. "Deal."
His mom looked at him shocked. "Seriously?"
"As a heart attack."
"You'll clean the house?"
"Yes."
"And the Attic?"
"Yes."
"The garage?"
"Yes."
"Basement?"
Dante hesitated, he hates cleaning the basement. It was turned into the game room and was often pointless to clean. "Yeah sure."
"No studio."
"I know."
"Fine."
"Thank you!!" Dante gave his mother a bone crushing hug. He began peppering her face in kisses muttering thank you over and over. "I stayed home from school today, and there's no school on Monday." he said quickly before running upstairs.
"You did what Dante!"
"I love you!"
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The next morning when he was sure his parents were gone and no one was coming back he glanced at the clock. It's 9 in the morning on a Tuesday, Delwyn should be at work. He grabbed a water bottle and filled it before grabbing his keys and got ready to head to the studio. He really wanted to dance and he had the perfect idea he just had to actually work it out. He made sure is Ipod was in his pocket before he pulled off. As he thought he was alone. He plugged in his Ipod and turned on the song.
By the time he got the brief routine down and in his memory he was a sweaty mess. He jumped when there was a knock at the door. He turned to see someone at the door they looked no older than himself they may have been 17 or 18 though a boy with dyed purple and black hair and in a pair of swats, and a girl with blond hair. "Uhh...hi." Dante said nervously.
"Hi. Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Uhh...yeah. Shouldn't you be too?"
"No. I'm 21, I'm done with school." Dante gave him an are you serious look. "I know I don't look it. My parents think I have Kallman's Syndrome. I think I just age well."
"Oh."
"My name is Anthony. She's Christina." The girl waved and gave a small smile.
"Hi. Uhhh not to sound rude but did you need something?"
"Oh right. We were here to meet our dance instructor but they called last minute and said they couldn't make it. We were on our way out when we saw you dancing. It was cool."
"Thanks."
"Do you think maybe you can teach it to us?"
"Uhhh...Sure." Dante quickly set about the task of teaching them the steps and eventually the trio was joined by 5 others. He taught them the steps with out the music, then taught it all over with the music. When he was sure the had it down one of them asked to record it, he agreed. As they danced Dante became vaguely aware that someone was watching them. As the dance ended he turned to the door way and was surprised to see Delwyn there. He quickly grabbed his Ipod. "Uhh Hi Delwyn. I'm not supposed to be here so...I'm gonna go now." Dante dashed out of the studio and headed home.
Once home he saw that 4 hours had passed and he had to start cleaning before his mom came home for her break.
WEEK 2
Dante had finally sucked up enough courage to face his girlfriend and Delwyn. There were no more dreams and he didn't really have a choice considering his mom was making him go to school tomorrow no matter if he wanted to or not. With his mind set Dante prepared for bed and was out in a matter of moments.
*DREAM*
He was in a room, he was on a bed, and he was with Delwyn. He was kissing him, trying to relax him as his finger rubbed his quivering pucker. He moaned and tried to pull away as the finger began to push in. He heard Delwyn say something but it didn't quite register in his mind. He felt Delwyn pepper his face in kisses trying to calm and comfort him. He began to relax as the finger began to move easily inside himself. He whimpered and buried his face into the space where neck met shoulder.
He forced his muscles to relax knowing the discomfort would pass. It was more so the fear of not knowing what was going on that was causing him to whimper. Just as he got his muscles to relax a third finger found away into his body. It was uncomfortable but it didn't really hurt and he was fully relaxed until a fourth finger was added accompanied by a burn. He held back any sounds, but let out a small sound when the fingers touched something inside he didn't know existed.
It felt good, really good. He really need to come. He really needed something more before he did. "I'm gonna cum." He arched slightly as Delwyn pressed against that spot again. "I need you inside me." He watched as Delwyn undressed, coated, and positioned himself. Just as Delwyn began to push in-
*END DREAM*
The alarm went off and he rolled off the bed. He let out a yelp as he landed on his front squashing his erection. "OW! OW! OW!" Dante quickly rolled over onto his back and cradled his throbbing (now for two re sons) penis. He heard footsteps and pounding at his bedroom door .
"Dante are you okay?!"
"Fine dad." He said through the pain. "I just fell from the bed."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." there were a few moments of silence before there were sounds of retreating footsteps. Dante let out a groan and threw an angered fit on the floor. "Seriously!" He snapped angrily at the Powers That Be. "Are you fucking kidding me!"
Dante, with much difficulty, didn't go to the studio for the rest of the week. But he also successfully avoided Angie for another week.
WEEK 3
Dante had successfully avoided his girlfriend as well as the rest of his friends for two weeks. He was eventually cornered in a hallway by an enraged girlfriend. "Hey Angie." he said nervously with a smile to match.
"Don't 'Hey Angie' me you dick! You left me at the fucking theater!"
"Yeah about that...I'm sorry. Something..." He searched for the right words. "Came up."
"Is it the same something that gave you a fucking hickey!" She snapped point at the practically invisible mark on his neck.
"You don't have toy yell." He said calmly.
"I'm not yelling. Answer. The. Question." She said sharply.
"No. Angie I swear to god I didn't cheat on you with another girl."
"That's not what the hickey said."
"I was drunk at the party. Delwyn said I was dancing with a girl and she got a bit bold. He pulled me away and took me home before anything could happen."
Angie let out a disbelieving laugh. "You really expect me to believe that?"
"Yes." Dante said as if it were obvious. "Delwyn wouldn't lie to me or let me do something stupid." Dante said confidently.
"Bullshit. He's your best friend. He;d say anything to keep you safe."
"Angie he isn't a liar and you know it."
"What do I know. I obviously am wrong about my boyfriend not cheating on me."
"Angie I didn't cheat on you. I would remember if I did. Besides Delwyn-"
"Screw Delwyn! He has nothing to do with this!"
"He has everything to do with this!" Dante snapped. 'Okay not the best thing to say.' He thought nervously. A silence fell between the two.
"I'll text you later or something." Dante said softly before walking away.
WEEK 4
Dante woke up to a spinning room and a wave of nausea. Once the spinning passed he quickly dashed to the bathroom to empty his upset stomach. He would've flinched a the sudden touch but he hear ed his mothers soothing voice.
"Just let it out."
"I hate throwing up." Dante said pitifully.
"I know Sweetie."
Dante dry heaved over the toilet a few more times before flushing and rising to rinse his mouth.
"Can I stay home?"
"I wouldn't let you go to school even if you wanted to." She said with a soft smile trying to lighten the mood. "I thought you weren't going to asked to stay home anymore.
Dante spit out the toothpsate. "Obviously I lied."
WEEK 5
The neausea had passed after a few days to be replaced by pounding headaches. He let out a groan and burrowed onder the covers when someone turned his bedroom light on. "I'm just checking to see how you feel." It was his dad.
"Turn off the light. I'm fine aside from the skull spliting migrane."
"Are you sure?"
"As sure as I'm going to get.
"You've had headaches or migranes ever since you stopped throwing up."
"I know and hopefully this will pass to."
WEEK 6
The headaches passed, to be replaced by a fever. "Are you fucking serious!!" Dante was pissed he's been sick for three weeks. THREE FUCKING MISERABLE WEEKS!!!! He wished he would he would finally get well he, dare he say it, actually missed school! And since he was sick Cheese refused to visit due to the fear of carrying it to work. He was going stir crazy, his only form of entertainment being his own thoughts, which were boarding on the line of suicide.
He was freezeing but his body was sweating and he had already changed his clothes 5 times and his bedding 3. This was all getting really old really fast.
WEEK 7
He was fine. No vomiting, fever or headache. He had dreamt the same dream a few more times but luckily he either woke himsef up or his alarm went off. He texted Angie a few times as promised and she had finally decided to forgive him. Of course he didn't beleive there was anything to forgive but he wouldn't tell her that. He got enough balls to finally get a hold of Delwyn and promised that as soon as he was well again to go to the studio. He pulled on some clothes and went. down stairs and found his mom cooking breakfast.
"How do you feel today?"
"Fantastic." he heard the sizzle of his mom putting someting in the pan. The instant the smell hit his nose he pulled a face and cover his nose. "Gross mami! What are you making?!"
His mother turned slowly and gave him a confused look. "Beacon.
"Is it spoiled?"
"No I bought it yesterday.
"It stinks.
"Honey no it doesn't. Beacon is your favorite."
"Not today it isn't." Hee stood up from the chair. "I think Im going to go to the studio. I promised Delwyn."
"Dante you can't dance on an empty stomach."
"I'll pick something up on my way. I promise."
Dante stopped at a Tim Hortons on his way to the studio and grabbed a doughnut and a cappucino. he took one bit of the doughnut and instantly spit it out. It was disghusting! He wanted to go and complain but decided against it. He sipped at his drink as he made his way to the studio. Once inside he found Delyn dancing to Somebody to Love by Justin Bieber.
He watched as Delwyn went over the steps again with the kids who came on Saturday mornings. He smiled as Delwyn looked right at home. Despited the whacked out dreams he's been having, he's actually missed Delwyn. By no means was he not nervous as hell, he felt as if with one look Delwyn would know everything, but he missed him. That whole bestfriend thing will do that to you.
After a few minutes of him teaching the steps to the kids dant saw Delwyn signal him over.
"Okay we're going to do a run through with the music. It's okay if you don't get it right of the back since we've only done it without the music." A few okay's were heard from the small group of kids. Delwyn set the music and pressed play. Dante danced along laughing with a hug smile on his face. He missed this, he missed dancing, he missed the feeling you get in your muscles from dancing. They ran through the routine a few more times before Dante stepped to the side to catch his breath. Dancing with out and kid of warm up was not his best idea.
A few moments went by and breathing only got harder. Hebegan to panic and signaled rapidly for Delwyn to come over. "What's wrong?"
"I-I can't b-breathe." He said in a raspy voice.
Delwyns eyes widened. "It's okay just relax"
An image of the dream lashed in his mind making it harder to breathe. "I-I can't." Dante felt a sharp pain in his stomach before he fell to his knees. His head started pounding and he fought the urge to vomit. Something was wrong with him he tried to tell Delyn beefore he passed out.
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This is the dance I watched and what the dances they did were based off of.
(Dance One) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwtstYT_Nic
(Dance Two) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFlJpPysilk
A/N: Hope you liked it! Please review!!