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[OOC: Though it plays as one dream, it covers a series of days - about a week or so - and is oddly linear, but still, mostly a dream...]
Van Helsing is asleep in yet another borrowed room... this one at the Vatican where he gets some much-needed sleep as he awaits his new assignment.
As he sleeps...
...he begins to dream...
Van Helsing is asleep in yet another borrowed room... this one at the Vatican where he gets some much-needed sleep as he awaits his new assignment.
As he sleeps...
...he begins to dream...
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[OOC: a series of recurrent dreams that pull blurred images from his lesson with David...]
Took care of the werewolf and I got a free meal and a bed out of it. Better than nothing, I guess.
He lays down, Beowulf on the floor by the bed, and tries to sleep. He's dozing and turning and he drifts off, but images immediately flood his mind.
David kissing him out by the lake...
David pressing a soft romantic-style kiss to his mouth to demonstrate...
David pushing him back against the couch, holding his arms over his head...
Himself kissing David...
A hint of an image of David's hand between his legs...
Then David saying they're finished with the lesson...
Van Helsing rolls over and the images start again...
David kissing him out by the lake...
David pressing a soft romantic-style kiss to his mouth to demonstrate...
David pushing him back against the couch, holding his arms over his head...
Himself kissing David...
His leg between David's...
Pressing closer to David...
The images continue, adding more and more pieces of the detail until it's all there. All the pieces, the whole picture, but slightly out of focus.
David touching him...
Something happening...
Him not remembering...
He groans and rolls over and the images begin again...
The next night... the same thing.
And the next.
And the next.
For a solid week. And there's no one he can talk to about it and he doesn't dare confess it to the Cardinal.
So, he holds it all, keeps it inside; a secret he keeps to himself until he can find someone to confide in.
Took care of the werewolf and I got a free meal and a bed out of it. Better than nothing, I guess.
He lays down, Beowulf on the floor by the bed, and tries to sleep. He's dozing and turning and he drifts off, but images immediately flood his mind.
David kissing him out by the lake...
David pressing a soft romantic-style kiss to his mouth to demonstrate...
David pushing him back against the couch, holding his arms over his head...
Himself kissing David...
A hint of an image of David's hand between his legs...
Then David saying they're finished with the lesson...
Van Helsing rolls over and the images start again...
David kissing him out by the lake...
David pressing a soft romantic-style kiss to his mouth to demonstrate...
David pushing him back against the couch, holding his arms over his head...
Himself kissing David...
His leg between David's...
Pressing closer to David...
The images continue, adding more and more pieces of the detail until it's all there. All the pieces, the whole picture, but slightly out of focus.
David touching him...
Something happening...
Him not remembering...
He groans and rolls over and the images begin again...
The next night... the same thing.
And the next.
And the next.
For a solid week. And there's no one he can talk to about it and he doesn't dare confess it to the Cardinal.
So, he holds it all, keeps it inside; a secret he keeps to himself until he can find someone to confide in.
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