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I Dream of Alan
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Category:
Individual Celebrities › Alan Rickman
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,526
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know Alan Rickman. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part Two
MsBentleySnape: This is the second part. I hope you like it; and just to say; these dreams are genuine.
Part Two
He entered into me as I said before as he sucked at my nipple. His other large very capable hand slithered up and down my side moulding my flesh to his. My hands wandered on his abs and his nipples hardened on my contact and he sighed; I felt him shiver at my touch.
"We shouldn't do this!" I sighed. "You've got Rima!"
"We split up," he said. "She and I had too many political differences." I said nothing as he planted his lips on the base of my throat. I sighed as he slipped his member out of me. He stroked my face and looked deeply into my eyes.
"You're eyes are silver," he says.
"That's because I'm happy."
He smirked but said nothing. He swept a gaze over my body and then he looked back into my eyes. He leaned down and began sucking at my lower lips. A part of me wanted to do the honourable, right thing and shove him off but then he slipped his tongue inside my mouth and licked the roof of my mouth with the tip of his tongue; it made me lose all reason and sensibilities.
"Hmm, sweet," he murmured stroking my hair and coiling it between his fingers. He pushed his sword into my sheath and I arched my back. His hands slipped out of my hair and slid down my back which was now becoming hot and sweaty. They landed on my derrier and he pushed me forward. "I can see that this is the first time for you?"
I nod my head and his hazel eyes sparkled mischeivously. He petted me with hot, feather light kisses along my collarbone and my chest.
He thrust into me slowly and tenderly. "I won't hurt you!" he murmured.
He's now building up a sweat and its dripping off his fringe and landing on my lips I lick it off and savour the salty taste. He pushed into me slightly harder and faster and I'm twisting and writhing beneath him. He picks me up and kisses my shoulder and shoulderblades. He stops and wipes away the sweaty strands of hair from my face.
"I can't believe someone as beautiful as you likes an old man like me."
I blush and tell him that he is the handsomest man in the world and that I'm not that beautiful. He whispers in my ear that EVERYONE has their own specific beauty. I swoon in his arms as he lays me back down on the bed and he arches his back and thrusts into me hard and fast causing me to orgasm. He comes to and we lay puffing and panting in each others arms.
"I think we should take a shower together, don't you?" I nod and wrap him up in one of my gowns and lead him up the stairs and we turn the shower on and we're about to step into the shower when the doorbell rings again and this time I'm seriously hoping that it is the postman and I walk down the stairs and open the door and Jason is standing on my doorstep.
"Sorry to bother you but Alan REALLY needs to be at the set, I traced the phone call to here."
I stammer and tell him that Alan is in the shower. Jason smirks ala Lucius Malfoy and steps in.
"Alan, hurry up mate we've got to be at the set!"
Alan has his shower and gets dressed again; he walks down the stairs smiles at me and leaves with Jason.
Part Two
He entered into me as I said before as he sucked at my nipple. His other large very capable hand slithered up and down my side moulding my flesh to his. My hands wandered on his abs and his nipples hardened on my contact and he sighed; I felt him shiver at my touch.
"We shouldn't do this!" I sighed. "You've got Rima!"
"We split up," he said. "She and I had too many political differences." I said nothing as he planted his lips on the base of my throat. I sighed as he slipped his member out of me. He stroked my face and looked deeply into my eyes.
"You're eyes are silver," he says.
"That's because I'm happy."
He smirked but said nothing. He swept a gaze over my body and then he looked back into my eyes. He leaned down and began sucking at my lower lips. A part of me wanted to do the honourable, right thing and shove him off but then he slipped his tongue inside my mouth and licked the roof of my mouth with the tip of his tongue; it made me lose all reason and sensibilities.
"Hmm, sweet," he murmured stroking my hair and coiling it between his fingers. He pushed his sword into my sheath and I arched my back. His hands slipped out of my hair and slid down my back which was now becoming hot and sweaty. They landed on my derrier and he pushed me forward. "I can see that this is the first time for you?"
I nod my head and his hazel eyes sparkled mischeivously. He petted me with hot, feather light kisses along my collarbone and my chest.
He thrust into me slowly and tenderly. "I won't hurt you!" he murmured.
He's now building up a sweat and its dripping off his fringe and landing on my lips I lick it off and savour the salty taste. He pushed into me slightly harder and faster and I'm twisting and writhing beneath him. He picks me up and kisses my shoulder and shoulderblades. He stops and wipes away the sweaty strands of hair from my face.
"I can't believe someone as beautiful as you likes an old man like me."
I blush and tell him that he is the handsomest man in the world and that I'm not that beautiful. He whispers in my ear that EVERYONE has their own specific beauty. I swoon in his arms as he lays me back down on the bed and he arches his back and thrusts into me hard and fast causing me to orgasm. He comes to and we lay puffing and panting in each others arms.
"I think we should take a shower together, don't you?" I nod and wrap him up in one of my gowns and lead him up the stairs and we turn the shower on and we're about to step into the shower when the doorbell rings again and this time I'm seriously hoping that it is the postman and I walk down the stairs and open the door and Jason is standing on my doorstep.
"Sorry to bother you but Alan REALLY needs to be at the set, I traced the phone call to here."
I stammer and tell him that Alan is in the shower. Jason smirks ala Lucius Malfoy and steps in.
"Alan, hurry up mate we've got to be at the set!"
Alan has his shower and gets dressed again; he walks down the stairs smiles at me and leaves with Jason.