Fic: One Night From Reality
Merry Christmas, medraxellion!
Title: One Night From Reality
Author: jas_fletcher
Rating: 18
Pairing: Fludd
Word Count: 2,916
Summary: Two persons meet one fateful evening, and for this one night they escape from reality and into a world of their dreams where there's nothing to stand in their way.
"Pink?"
"Yes Tom, pink," she says as she pushes me into the bathroom so that I can change. She pulls the door shut and must be standing guard right outside so I cannot escape. I sigh and begin undressing myself, one garment at a time, so that I can put on the pink tux that she handed me seconds ago. As I am standing in my boxers I look at the pink vest and bowtie one more time before I slowly slip on the white tux shirt. I put on the black metal studs that act as the buttons and link the two sides of the front together. I pick up the white tux pants and pull them on so they sit right on my hipbones. I reach for the pink vest and bowtie and wrap them around me quickly. The last thing that's left is the white tux jacket that is sparkling under the soft lights of the bathroom. I put on the tux jacket and close my eyes. Taking a deep breath I open them and look into the mirror behind me. I am surprised by the sight that is received by my brown eyes. I stare into the mirror for a minute and Simone begins to pound on the door, yelling,
"What the hell happened? Did you die or something? Open the damn door!"
I reach for the doorknob without taking my eyes off the mirror and slowly pull the door open. Simone furiously pushes the door so it is completely open with a loud bang as it hits the wall. She walks up to me and begins shouting again, "What the hell is wro..." she stops in mid sentence and follows my gaze to the mirror. A small smile creeps across her face as she turns me around slowly to see how I look. She continues to nod and smile during the entire two minutes that she is turning me. "You like it Tommy?"
"I... I don't know what to say..." I am still stunned by the way I look. My short, chocolate brown hair stands messily on top of my head, messy in a good way; my face glows softly under the bathroom lights. Slowly I regain the ability to speak and say quietly, "Is...is this really...me?"
"Yes Tommy, you are hot!" Simone squeals and hugs me tightly. She lets me go a minute later and drags me out of the bathroom and pushes me so I sit down on my bed. She rummages through that same bag that she pulled the tux out of and pulls out a white, feathery mask. She pulls the string on the mask so it is large enough for my head and puts the mask over my eyes. "Now...you are perfect for the party...and you are now ready for your prince charming."
"Oh poo," I stand up and spray myself with my favorite cologne, Very Sexy For Men from Victoria's Secret. A few sprays and I am ready to go. Simone follows me out the door and we climb into her car with her being the driver. "Who says that I want someone?"
"Come on now Tom..." she says as she pulls out of the driveway and we speed towards the party located about five blocks away. I look at the clock: 4:00 pm. The party starts at 4:30 and ends at 2:00 am. I turn away from her so she does not see my sulking face when I realize what I had gotten myself into. Why did I promise to come tonight anyways? Every time we go out she tries to hook me up with some random guy. Needless to say that none of them worked out except for a dance and a small drink. She seems oblivious of the fact that I am sulking and continues, "You have been single all your life...don't you want to know what it's like to be with someone? To be loved and to love someone?"
"Well, yeah," I quietly reply and look out the window. "But I want to find someone who's right...not those random asses that you tried to hook me up with..."
"Fine...I only know about one guy at this one, and I'm introducing you to him," we arrive at the beach and she stops the car. She turns to me and grabs my hand with hers, sorrow fills her eyes as she continues to speak, "Tom, you have to get out of your bubble...you can't just stay in your bubble forever..."
"I thought you have someone that I should meet?" I smile and slowly climb out of the car. When I am standing right next to the car I look up to the sky. A blue canvas stretches across the heaven with white puffs painted on it. Such beautiful weather makes the outside party successful. Simone takes my hand again with a smile and leads me towards the beach house where the party is being held. Pushing past the gate of the house I can see a big courtyard and a large crowd already mingling with one another. Many people are wearing masks; however, there is still a large amount that don't wear one. I follow Simone closely as she pushes through the ocean of people to try and find the guy she was talking about.
"Alright Tommy, you wait here," she drags me over to stand by the drink table and begins to walk back to the crowd to fight against the current. "I'll bring him back here."
She disappears into the crowd and leaves me there, alone. I look around me and see many people smiling back at me, making me uncomfortable. I am never one for partying; however, Simone loves it and every time she goes she just has to drag me along. There was only one time that I said no and that resulted in her crying for three hours straight and ignored me for three days. After that incident I didn't dare to say no again. I grab a glass from the drink table and pour the contents into my throat in an attempt to moisturize my mouth.
"Welcome young ladies and gentlemen! It's now 4:30 so...it's time to get this party started!" the DJ finishes the sentence and music begins to fill every inch of air around me. Loud roaring and cheering comes from every corner when the DJ gets the music started and everyone begins to move along with the melodies. I continue to stand there on my tiptoes, hoping to catch Simone's slim figure. Finally I give up and look around to check out the place. A few poles surround the main area with light fixtures on the top of them for night time partying; a few tables line around me with food and drinks on top of them; a few chairs scattered around the place for those who get weary from all the dancing.
"Tom!" Simone's voice rings behind me and I slowly turn around. My eyes immediately fall upon the tall figure next to her as she drags him towards me. His bleached hair moulds messily on top of his head but just enough that it is perfect; a pair of azure eyes stare back at me and catch my gaze as I look at him; a lean but toned figure stands a few inches taller than me. My heart begins to thump wildly when our gazes meet and I can feel a wave of heat spreading across my face. Simone smiles brightly and says, "This is Harry! Harry, this is Tom!"
"P...pleased to meet you..." I say quietly and look at the ground, taking on a sudden interest of the sand under my feet.
"Pleased to meet you too," he says and extends his hand in front of me. His voice! When he spoke it was as if a cool wave of water washed over my mind. The chiming voice echoes through the air around me, refreshing my mind and my soul. I look up and see him smiling at me. His pearly white teeth revealed themselves to me and my knees nearly give out. I force myself to stand and slowly reach my hand out to shake his. The moment our flesh touches I can feel a tingle that spreads from the tips of my fingers up to my head and down to my toes. I suppress the urge to withdraw my hand and keep it there for a second before I take it back. He looks at his hand for a second as if it is some kind of foreign substance. By the time we finish shaking hands Simone has already disappeared among the crowd, leaving the two of us standing there. I turn to look at him the same time that he looks at me and I immediately snap my head away. He walks closer to me when a slow song starts and says quietly, "D...do you...um...want to dance?"
I turn my head and look at him. Another wave of heat spreads across my face and I have a strong urge to say no; however, I nod lightly and say, "Sure..."
He smiles and his adorable dimple appears again on his cheek. He extends his hand and I slowly raise my hand to his. Entwining our fingers he helps me up and leads me to the dance floor. He reaches his other hand around my waist and pulls our bodies close. His arm tightly wraps around my waist and I fit perfectly into his arms. My arm which is not entwined with his automatically snakes up and wraps around him as well. We slowly turn in circles and our gazes continue to lock with each other as the song carries on. Our faces are centimetres apart and I can feel his hot, sweet breath on my face as he breathes. As the song slowly comes to an end he lets go of my hand and my waist and slowly lifts off my mask, revealing my face to him. When he has my mask in his hand he uses his other hand to cup my chin while leaning down towards me. I close my eyes in preparation for what is to come and I can feel his strong arms pulling me close as he plants his soft lips onto mine.
My arms seem to have developed a mind of their own and snake up to wrap themselves around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his lips gently massage against mine. Our lips move together for the minute that the song slowly trails off and once the last note is played we separate and look at each other in silence. He looks at me for a second before leading me into the beach house where softer and slower music plays. We walk towards one of the many couches in the house and sit there in each other's arms. Nothing is being said as we sit there and he gently strokes my hair with his warm and smooth hand. When I look up to him I see that he is looking down at me and our eyes meet yet again. Slowly I sit up and he presses his lips down onto mine again and his tongue slowly enters my warm mouth. Our tongues swirl together as we stand up and hold each other close.
Separating, I smile at him and for that mere minute I seem to understand him without any words being spoken and I nod lightly. He tightens his grip on my hand and leads me to one of the many rooms in the house. The rooms are soundproofed in a way that we can hear the music playing outside but nothing inside can be heard from anyone outside even if they press their ears up to the wall with a glass. As soon as we walk into the room he locks the door and wraps his arms around my waist and presses his lips down onto mine, immediately taking my breath away. I take my jacket off and my arms snake around his neck again as he slowly lifts me off the ground and carries me over to the bed. He slowly unbuttons my shirt one stud at a time and trails his finger along my chest down to my waist, causing me to shudder in a strange pleasure. When he finishes unbuttoning my shirt he slides his hands under it and slowly takes it off me and throws it onto the ground.
We separate for a minute when he unbuttons his shirt and quickly takes it off to join mine on the ground. He crashes his lips down onto mine again and this time he presses his bare chest against mine, causing a quietly moan to escape from my throat. I flip the both of us so I get on top of him, straddling at his waist. Forcefully I plant my lips on his and push my tongue into his mouth. As our tongues encounter each other his battles with mine as he tries to flip me over and take command. I let him and once more he is on top of me. He smiles and starts sucking on the skin on my neck and I cannot help but let out a long moan. I can feel him smiling against my skin as he continues leaving marks on my otherwise pale skin. Again I push him over and straddle on his waist and I begin attacking his neck.
I can feel him getting wound up as he struggles to gain command once more with his constant movement of his legs. Finally I let him take command and he climbs on top of me, pressing himself down onto me forcefully and as our skin contacts with each other, amazing electricity is created and I can feel chills up and down my body. He then slides his hands down my side and I can feel him trembling as he tries to take it slow.
"I'm fine Harry...just go ahead..." I whisper into his ear and he quickly reaches down and undoes my pants quickly. I push my pants off and kick them off the bed when he takes his off throws them off the bed to join mine. He presses himself down onto me and our naked bodies grind against each other, causing another moan to escape from my throat. Slowly our bodies melt together as he enters me and fills my inside up completely. Nothing is needed to be said as our bodies melt together and move as if they are one. Our sweats mix together as moans escape from our throat and fill the air around us, creating the most amazing music. He crashes his lips down onto mine again and I close my eyes and wrap my arms around him, pulling him close as we both hit the climax at the exact same time.
His exhausted body crashes onto mine and our raspy breaths fill the air around us with nothing but passion. Slowly he pulls out of me and lies down next to me, pulling me close to him by my waist. I close my eyes and bury my face in his chest, inhaling his invigorating scent and feeling his warmth. Slowly my consciousness becomes clouded and I drift away into a warm and comfortable slumber.
A small vibration disrupts my comfort slumber and I open my eyes. Harry's arms are still cradling around me as if he is trying to protect me. The room around is dark and the only light is the pale, white, yet golden moon light from the window. I look up to see his eyes closed and his breathing steady as he sleeps. I reach for the vibrating object under my pillow and pull out my phone. The dimly lit screen shows the destined time: 12:00 am. I slowly sit up and climb over Harry carefully so I don't wake him from his sleep. I pull on my clothes as quietly as I can and as I head towards the door and slowly turn the handle, Harry wakes up and calls out to me.
"Tom?" I turn around and see him sitting up on the bed, still naked from the activity a couple hours before. I stop the opening of the door and turn to face him. He walks over to me and takes my hands with his. He looks at me with his eyes and whispers, "What are you doing?"
"I've had the most amazing time Harry...but I have to go..." I look up and immediately see the effect of my words. His eyes are filled with sadness as I utter those five destroying words. I can see tears glistening in his eyes, threatening to spill any seconds.
"Where? Why?"
"Reality..." with that said I peck lightly on his lips and turn and walk out of the door. Tears sprint down my cheeks as I walk out of the house. An invisible anchor presses onto my heart as I leave him, causing my heart to ache. I have never felt this way before and I have no idea what this feeling is. All I know is that the time I shared with Harry was the best time in my life and nothing can surpass it. I climb into Simone's car and we drive back to my house in silence. I sneak back into my room and cry myself to sleep...
Title: One Night From Reality
Author: jas_fletcher
Rating: 18
Pairing: Fludd
Word Count: 2,916
Summary: Two persons meet one fateful evening, and for this one night they escape from reality and into a world of their dreams where there's nothing to stand in their way.
"Pink?"
"Yes Tom, pink," she says as she pushes me into the bathroom so that I can change. She pulls the door shut and must be standing guard right outside so I cannot escape. I sigh and begin undressing myself, one garment at a time, so that I can put on the pink tux that she handed me seconds ago. As I am standing in my boxers I look at the pink vest and bowtie one more time before I slowly slip on the white tux shirt. I put on the black metal studs that act as the buttons and link the two sides of the front together. I pick up the white tux pants and pull them on so they sit right on my hipbones. I reach for the pink vest and bowtie and wrap them around me quickly. The last thing that's left is the white tux jacket that is sparkling under the soft lights of the bathroom. I put on the tux jacket and close my eyes. Taking a deep breath I open them and look into the mirror behind me. I am surprised by the sight that is received by my brown eyes. I stare into the mirror for a minute and Simone begins to pound on the door, yelling,
"What the hell happened? Did you die or something? Open the damn door!"
I reach for the doorknob without taking my eyes off the mirror and slowly pull the door open. Simone furiously pushes the door so it is completely open with a loud bang as it hits the wall. She walks up to me and begins shouting again, "What the hell is wro..." she stops in mid sentence and follows my gaze to the mirror. A small smile creeps across her face as she turns me around slowly to see how I look. She continues to nod and smile during the entire two minutes that she is turning me. "You like it Tommy?"
"I... I don't know what to say..." I am still stunned by the way I look. My short, chocolate brown hair stands messily on top of my head, messy in a good way; my face glows softly under the bathroom lights. Slowly I regain the ability to speak and say quietly, "Is...is this really...me?"
"Yes Tommy, you are hot!" Simone squeals and hugs me tightly. She lets me go a minute later and drags me out of the bathroom and pushes me so I sit down on my bed. She rummages through that same bag that she pulled the tux out of and pulls out a white, feathery mask. She pulls the string on the mask so it is large enough for my head and puts the mask over my eyes. "Now...you are perfect for the party...and you are now ready for your prince charming."
"Oh poo," I stand up and spray myself with my favorite cologne, Very Sexy For Men from Victoria's Secret. A few sprays and I am ready to go. Simone follows me out the door and we climb into her car with her being the driver. "Who says that I want someone?"
"Come on now Tom..." she says as she pulls out of the driveway and we speed towards the party located about five blocks away. I look at the clock: 4:00 pm. The party starts at 4:30 and ends at 2:00 am. I turn away from her so she does not see my sulking face when I realize what I had gotten myself into. Why did I promise to come tonight anyways? Every time we go out she tries to hook me up with some random guy. Needless to say that none of them worked out except for a dance and a small drink. She seems oblivious of the fact that I am sulking and continues, "You have been single all your life...don't you want to know what it's like to be with someone? To be loved and to love someone?"
"Well, yeah," I quietly reply and look out the window. "But I want to find someone who's right...not those random asses that you tried to hook me up with..."
"Fine...I only know about one guy at this one, and I'm introducing you to him," we arrive at the beach and she stops the car. She turns to me and grabs my hand with hers, sorrow fills her eyes as she continues to speak, "Tom, you have to get out of your bubble...you can't just stay in your bubble forever..."
"I thought you have someone that I should meet?" I smile and slowly climb out of the car. When I am standing right next to the car I look up to the sky. A blue canvas stretches across the heaven with white puffs painted on it. Such beautiful weather makes the outside party successful. Simone takes my hand again with a smile and leads me towards the beach house where the party is being held. Pushing past the gate of the house I can see a big courtyard and a large crowd already mingling with one another. Many people are wearing masks; however, there is still a large amount that don't wear one. I follow Simone closely as she pushes through the ocean of people to try and find the guy she was talking about.
"Alright Tommy, you wait here," she drags me over to stand by the drink table and begins to walk back to the crowd to fight against the current. "I'll bring him back here."
She disappears into the crowd and leaves me there, alone. I look around me and see many people smiling back at me, making me uncomfortable. I am never one for partying; however, Simone loves it and every time she goes she just has to drag me along. There was only one time that I said no and that resulted in her crying for three hours straight and ignored me for three days. After that incident I didn't dare to say no again. I grab a glass from the drink table and pour the contents into my throat in an attempt to moisturize my mouth.
"Welcome young ladies and gentlemen! It's now 4:30 so...it's time to get this party started!" the DJ finishes the sentence and music begins to fill every inch of air around me. Loud roaring and cheering comes from every corner when the DJ gets the music started and everyone begins to move along with the melodies. I continue to stand there on my tiptoes, hoping to catch Simone's slim figure. Finally I give up and look around to check out the place. A few poles surround the main area with light fixtures on the top of them for night time partying; a few tables line around me with food and drinks on top of them; a few chairs scattered around the place for those who get weary from all the dancing.
"Tom!" Simone's voice rings behind me and I slowly turn around. My eyes immediately fall upon the tall figure next to her as she drags him towards me. His bleached hair moulds messily on top of his head but just enough that it is perfect; a pair of azure eyes stare back at me and catch my gaze as I look at him; a lean but toned figure stands a few inches taller than me. My heart begins to thump wildly when our gazes meet and I can feel a wave of heat spreading across my face. Simone smiles brightly and says, "This is Harry! Harry, this is Tom!"
"P...pleased to meet you..." I say quietly and look at the ground, taking on a sudden interest of the sand under my feet.
"Pleased to meet you too," he says and extends his hand in front of me. His voice! When he spoke it was as if a cool wave of water washed over my mind. The chiming voice echoes through the air around me, refreshing my mind and my soul. I look up and see him smiling at me. His pearly white teeth revealed themselves to me and my knees nearly give out. I force myself to stand and slowly reach my hand out to shake his. The moment our flesh touches I can feel a tingle that spreads from the tips of my fingers up to my head and down to my toes. I suppress the urge to withdraw my hand and keep it there for a second before I take it back. He looks at his hand for a second as if it is some kind of foreign substance. By the time we finish shaking hands Simone has already disappeared among the crowd, leaving the two of us standing there. I turn to look at him the same time that he looks at me and I immediately snap my head away. He walks closer to me when a slow song starts and says quietly, "D...do you...um...want to dance?"
I turn my head and look at him. Another wave of heat spreads across my face and I have a strong urge to say no; however, I nod lightly and say, "Sure..."
He smiles and his adorable dimple appears again on his cheek. He extends his hand and I slowly raise my hand to his. Entwining our fingers he helps me up and leads me to the dance floor. He reaches his other hand around my waist and pulls our bodies close. His arm tightly wraps around my waist and I fit perfectly into his arms. My arm which is not entwined with his automatically snakes up and wraps around him as well. We slowly turn in circles and our gazes continue to lock with each other as the song carries on. Our faces are centimetres apart and I can feel his hot, sweet breath on my face as he breathes. As the song slowly comes to an end he lets go of my hand and my waist and slowly lifts off my mask, revealing my face to him. When he has my mask in his hand he uses his other hand to cup my chin while leaning down towards me. I close my eyes in preparation for what is to come and I can feel his strong arms pulling me close as he plants his soft lips onto mine.
My arms seem to have developed a mind of their own and snake up to wrap themselves around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his lips gently massage against mine. Our lips move together for the minute that the song slowly trails off and once the last note is played we separate and look at each other in silence. He looks at me for a second before leading me into the beach house where softer and slower music plays. We walk towards one of the many couches in the house and sit there in each other's arms. Nothing is being said as we sit there and he gently strokes my hair with his warm and smooth hand. When I look up to him I see that he is looking down at me and our eyes meet yet again. Slowly I sit up and he presses his lips down onto mine again and his tongue slowly enters my warm mouth. Our tongues swirl together as we stand up and hold each other close.
Separating, I smile at him and for that mere minute I seem to understand him without any words being spoken and I nod lightly. He tightens his grip on my hand and leads me to one of the many rooms in the house. The rooms are soundproofed in a way that we can hear the music playing outside but nothing inside can be heard from anyone outside even if they press their ears up to the wall with a glass. As soon as we walk into the room he locks the door and wraps his arms around my waist and presses his lips down onto mine, immediately taking my breath away. I take my jacket off and my arms snake around his neck again as he slowly lifts me off the ground and carries me over to the bed. He slowly unbuttons my shirt one stud at a time and trails his finger along my chest down to my waist, causing me to shudder in a strange pleasure. When he finishes unbuttoning my shirt he slides his hands under it and slowly takes it off me and throws it onto the ground.
We separate for a minute when he unbuttons his shirt and quickly takes it off to join mine on the ground. He crashes his lips down onto mine again and this time he presses his bare chest against mine, causing a quietly moan to escape from my throat. I flip the both of us so I get on top of him, straddling at his waist. Forcefully I plant my lips on his and push my tongue into his mouth. As our tongues encounter each other his battles with mine as he tries to flip me over and take command. I let him and once more he is on top of me. He smiles and starts sucking on the skin on my neck and I cannot help but let out a long moan. I can feel him smiling against my skin as he continues leaving marks on my otherwise pale skin. Again I push him over and straddle on his waist and I begin attacking his neck.
I can feel him getting wound up as he struggles to gain command once more with his constant movement of his legs. Finally I let him take command and he climbs on top of me, pressing himself down onto me forcefully and as our skin contacts with each other, amazing electricity is created and I can feel chills up and down my body. He then slides his hands down my side and I can feel him trembling as he tries to take it slow.
"I'm fine Harry...just go ahead..." I whisper into his ear and he quickly reaches down and undoes my pants quickly. I push my pants off and kick them off the bed when he takes his off throws them off the bed to join mine. He presses himself down onto me and our naked bodies grind against each other, causing another moan to escape from my throat. Slowly our bodies melt together as he enters me and fills my inside up completely. Nothing is needed to be said as our bodies melt together and move as if they are one. Our sweats mix together as moans escape from our throat and fill the air around us, creating the most amazing music. He crashes his lips down onto mine again and I close my eyes and wrap my arms around him, pulling him close as we both hit the climax at the exact same time.
His exhausted body crashes onto mine and our raspy breaths fill the air around us with nothing but passion. Slowly he pulls out of me and lies down next to me, pulling me close to him by my waist. I close my eyes and bury my face in his chest, inhaling his invigorating scent and feeling his warmth. Slowly my consciousness becomes clouded and I drift away into a warm and comfortable slumber.
A small vibration disrupts my comfort slumber and I open my eyes. Harry's arms are still cradling around me as if he is trying to protect me. The room around is dark and the only light is the pale, white, yet golden moon light from the window. I look up to see his eyes closed and his breathing steady as he sleeps. I reach for the vibrating object under my pillow and pull out my phone. The dimly lit screen shows the destined time: 12:00 am. I slowly sit up and climb over Harry carefully so I don't wake him from his sleep. I pull on my clothes as quietly as I can and as I head towards the door and slowly turn the handle, Harry wakes up and calls out to me.
"Tom?" I turn around and see him sitting up on the bed, still naked from the activity a couple hours before. I stop the opening of the door and turn to face him. He walks over to me and takes my hands with his. He looks at me with his eyes and whispers, "What are you doing?"
"I've had the most amazing time Harry...but I have to go..." I look up and immediately see the effect of my words. His eyes are filled with sadness as I utter those five destroying words. I can see tears glistening in his eyes, threatening to spill any seconds.
"Where? Why?"
"Reality..." with that said I peck lightly on his lips and turn and walk out of the door. Tears sprint down my cheeks as I walk out of the house. An invisible anchor presses onto my heart as I leave him, causing my heart to ache. I have never felt this way before and I have no idea what this feeling is. All I know is that the time I shared with Harry was the best time in my life and nothing can surpass it. I climb into Simone's car and we drive back to my house in silence. I sneak back into my room and cry myself to sleep...