I Dream of Alan
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Category:
Individual Celebrities › Alan Rickman
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,527
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.
Dream 3
Liz: This was originally posted on a forum that didn't allow for much in the way of paragraphs and descriptions. If I get any more future dreams then I promise to be more descriptive.
MsBentleySnape: Threesomes aren't a particular fantasy of mine; and my subconscious is very well-behaved; most of the time. My Jason dreams are basically me sitting in a cafe drinking coffee ala Friends... very boring!
Part three
It was another hot day and I was wearing my new satin black nightdress with pink lacing scalloped on the edges to give an outline of my breasts; there was a huge slit running up one side of a leg but I didn't care. It was hot anyway, and the garment made me feel good.
I was about to make a cup of coffee for me and my mum when the doorbell rang. I thought it to be the postman and sighed. I opened the door and he was standing outside my front door.
"Lost your way, again?" I asked.
"No, finding my way back," he replied.
He closed the door quietly behind him and kept his gaze on me. He glanced at my nightdress... will I ever learn? He smirks a little at me and I smile back.
"Who is it?" my mum asks me.
"Say its a plumber," Alan whispers.
"I can't lie," I say back.
He winks cheekily. "I'm a plumber!" he says.
My mum asks me to go upstairs. Oh no, I thought, she's recognised the voice. Who wouldn't? I come back down again and frown at him.
"That was close. Look, you'd better go."
"Hmm," he murmurs stepping closer to me. "But I am here to check the plumbing," he looks down at my crotch, "and I'm very thorough."
"I know," I say back. He slams me against the wall and grabs my breasts in his hot hands. I remembered exactly how they made me feel last time.
"I must say I prefer this garment to the last one; it may cover more but it shows the shape of your body excellently."
I blush and tell him to keep it down as my mother's upstairs and she could come down any minute now!
He lifts the skirt of the nightdress up and wraps my legs around his waist.
"Then we better make it quick then, hadn't we?" I groan as his lips suck on one of my earlobes. "Just one question." I moan. Wishing he'd just get on with it. "Who are you sleeping with? Sheriff? Hans? Snape?" I sigh; his insecurity makes me attracted to him even more so.
"I'm sleeping with Alan," I whisper in his ear assuring him as I begin to stroke his fine, silky hair.
He plunders my mouth with his and I feel his tongue sweep the roof of my mouth as his hands are massaging my breasts.
"For that answer I shall reward you with a fantasy, what shall it be?"
I answer that I have always wanted him to part my legs the way the Sheriff does to Marion and that I thought she was a nitwit for liking Robin Hood... I feel his smirk against my neck as he nips gently at it.
"The Sheriff Of Nottingham it shall be!"
MsBentleySnape: Threesomes aren't a particular fantasy of mine; and my subconscious is very well-behaved; most of the time. My Jason dreams are basically me sitting in a cafe drinking coffee ala Friends... very boring!
Part three
It was another hot day and I was wearing my new satin black nightdress with pink lacing scalloped on the edges to give an outline of my breasts; there was a huge slit running up one side of a leg but I didn't care. It was hot anyway, and the garment made me feel good.
I was about to make a cup of coffee for me and my mum when the doorbell rang. I thought it to be the postman and sighed. I opened the door and he was standing outside my front door.
"Lost your way, again?" I asked.
"No, finding my way back," he replied.
He closed the door quietly behind him and kept his gaze on me. He glanced at my nightdress... will I ever learn? He smirks a little at me and I smile back.
"Who is it?" my mum asks me.
"Say its a plumber," Alan whispers.
"I can't lie," I say back.
He winks cheekily. "I'm a plumber!" he says.
My mum asks me to go upstairs. Oh no, I thought, she's recognised the voice. Who wouldn't? I come back down again and frown at him.
"That was close. Look, you'd better go."
"Hmm," he murmurs stepping closer to me. "But I am here to check the plumbing," he looks down at my crotch, "and I'm very thorough."
"I know," I say back. He slams me against the wall and grabs my breasts in his hot hands. I remembered exactly how they made me feel last time.
"I must say I prefer this garment to the last one; it may cover more but it shows the shape of your body excellently."
I blush and tell him to keep it down as my mother's upstairs and she could come down any minute now!
He lifts the skirt of the nightdress up and wraps my legs around his waist.
"Then we better make it quick then, hadn't we?" I groan as his lips suck on one of my earlobes. "Just one question." I moan. Wishing he'd just get on with it. "Who are you sleeping with? Sheriff? Hans? Snape?" I sigh; his insecurity makes me attracted to him even more so.
"I'm sleeping with Alan," I whisper in his ear assuring him as I begin to stroke his fine, silky hair.
He plunders my mouth with his and I feel his tongue sweep the roof of my mouth as his hands are massaging my breasts.
"For that answer I shall reward you with a fantasy, what shall it be?"
I answer that I have always wanted him to part my legs the way the Sheriff does to Marion and that I thought she was a nitwit for liking Robin Hood... I feel his smirk against my neck as he nips gently at it.
"The Sheriff Of Nottingham it shall be!"