Fic: Hopes and Dreams
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This has been playing out in my head for a while and I've finally written it down. It's the start of a series so hope yas like it.
Title: Hopes and Dreams
Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: NC-17 (but not really bad)
Summary: You never know what might come of a dream
Word Count: 1.851
I should also mention, the episodes in this part are s3e03 and s8e02. You don't need to have seen them though, its just in case you were wondering! You should watch these games though! It's funny :)
"The dream is the disguised fulfillment of a suppressed or repressed wish." ~Freud
Ryan felt a hand on his leg, moving up and resting on his torso, but it wasn’t his wife. It wasn’t even a one night stand. It was his best friend Colin. He looked him straight in the eyes and smiled at the face grinning back at him. He had just had the best intimate encounter of his life, and it should have felt wrong but the sense of comfort and familiarity he was experiencing suggested otherwise. He lay there in the bed for a moment, enjoying Colin’s eyes and the euphoria that was yet to pass.
“Why haven’t we been doing this for years?” He ventured
His lover smiled at him and nodded. “Because I assumed the flirting all these years was a joke. It’s not exactly something you expect.”
“It was a joke, but I meant it... I’d hoped you might feel the same and give me some sort of a sign.”
“Maybe you were just blinded by doubt”
He silenced Colin by sealing his lips with a tender kiss. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Ryan?” Another man’s voice interrupted the kiss. “Ryan!”
“Ry, wake up buddy!” Colin shook his shoulder bringing him back to reality. “We’re not done yet, only an hour left of filming then you can sleep all you want!”
Ryan blinked as his eyes adjusted to the bright lights of the Whose Line set. “What? Wh...” He jumped up in shock as he noticed Colin and Chip standing side by side in front of him and reason set in.
“Wow, it’s ok.” Chip squeezed his shoulder and guided him back to his chair. “You fell asleep- you were dreaming... a very nice dream?”
Ryan followed Chip’s line of sight to his crotch and was stunned to see he had a huge erection. “Oh dear God!” He crossed his legs and realized why Colin and Chip were standing so close together, masking him from the studio audience.
Colin laughed and sat down in the chair next to his, “It’s ok, it happens to the best of us. Just think of me until it goes away.”
Ryan laughed along, doubting it would help, as he was told they still had to record sound effects, song styles and scenes from a hat.
After Drew’s intro to sound effects Ryan and Colin stepped down onto the stage as he selected audience members. “The scene is: ship’s captain Ryan and his new bride Colin...” as had become customary, Drew paused as the audience laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion. “are getting romantic in their cabin on the Titanic...”
Ryan tried his hardest not to react as drew read the remainder of the instructions and they started the scene. Come on, you’ve done this thousands of times. No one is going to notice you’re acting any differently. He couldn’t help keeping more distance than usual between himself and Colin, placing only a hand on his shoulder to avoid looking awkward. He and Colin were always so well connected- almost telepathically, but he hoped Colin didn’t know what was going on in his head now.
He returned to his seat after the game feeling more paranoid than he’d have wanted but relieved to have a while to gather his thoughts as Chip and Wayne played song styles.
He chewed nervously on his fingertips as he tried to dismiss the dream he had just had as his subconscious expressing platonic love, but it had felt so real, and familiar. He looked at Colin sitting beside him, thinking he must know something’s wrong. He was so distracted he hadn’t noticed the song ending, or the joke Colin had mumbled at him. He looked his way and laughed along, having no idea what he had said.
It was soon time for him to work again and Ryan followed his friend to the side of the stage to play scenes from a hat. He held it together for the whole game, somehow managing to get some laughs despite his mind being somewhere else entirely. Colin’s song about masturbation had almost thrown him, and ‘weird things to get turned on by’ might have got him fired a half hour earlier but the rest of the taping passed without event.
As soon as he was free to go Ryan rushed back to his dressing room as fast as he could without speaking to anyone. He closed the door behind him, leaning against it for a moment as he took in everything that had happened. He drummed his knuckles on his forehead, demanding of himself “Why can’t I get this out of my head?”
No sooner had he sat down on the couch than a knock came at the door. “Yeah, come on in” He called, hoping they wouldn’t. His selfishness was replaced with embarrassment and a sense of foreboding as Colin entered the room.
“Are you ok? You’ve been a little awkward and you took off in such a hurry I was worried you might be sick. Especially after you fell asleep in the middle of shooting”
Ryan smiled at his friend’s concern. “I’m fine, I just had to get away from all the people” Especially you. Colin came and sat down beside him on the couch.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just… didn’t get much sleep last night.” He hoped his acting was normally more convincing.
“Seriously, you can tell me if there’s something wrong. I’m sure I’ve heard worse!”
Ryan took a decision then to tell him about the dream. Surely everyone has had sex dreams about their friends before, and knowing Colin, they would be able to laugh about it. Ryan cleared his throat nervously and turned his whole body to face his friend. “I had a sex dream about you”.
Colin stared blankly at him for a moment before exploding with laughter. “That explains it alright!”
The sense of relief Ryan felt was unbelievable. He could always rely on Colin to know exactly what he needed to hear. “That doesn’t freak you out at all?”
“Of course not, it’s just a dream! Last night I dreamt I was the Burger King, but it doesn’t mean anything… I didn’t wake up with a hard-on though.” He looked mischievously at Ryan, attempting to embarrass him again. Ryan however, was already too uncomfortable to react.
“It doesn’t mean anything, does it?” Colin eyed him suspiciously.
Ryan broke eye contact and stared at the carpet. He was convinced the dream meant nothing but he was reluctant to dismiss it just yet (though he couldn’t understand why).
Colin groaned, “I think we both need a drink.” He got up and walked over to the cupboard under the sink where he knew Ryan kept his emergency bottle of scotch. He poured them both a glass and returned to the couch.
“I’m sure it’ll pass in a day or two.” Ryan only spoke because he found the silence deafening. “I’m just feeling all freaked out after seeing you naked.”
“Oh, well that’s something every guy wants to hear. Thanks.”
“You know what I mean. Naked, and doing… what you were doing.”
“Is talking about it helping?”
“Yeah, a little”
Colin shifted in his seat. “Ok, so… what were we doing?”
“You really want to know?” Ryan wasn’t sure talking about it would help, but he obliged nonetheless.
Colin nodded silently and screwed up his face, as though he was bracing himself.
Ryan laughed and marveled at his laid back attitude. He didn’t look Colin in the eye as he relayed his dream in a slow, deeper voice. “Ok, well… we were in a hotel room kissing and undressing each other. Then I bent down in front of you and you know… pulled at the fly of your pants and pushed them down to your ankles and…” He could barely get the words out, but looked directly at Colin again “… sucked you off.” He paused briefly as he remembered the unfamiliar sensations, “But I stopped before you came and then I was… inside you. And it felt amazing. Then we both came at the same time.”
“Aww, just like in the movies.” Colin smiled at him trying to make light of the situation. He fell silent however unable to think of anything else to say.
Ryan’s heart was racing. He actually did feel better now that Colin knew what he had been carrying around with him, but the tension was now unbearable. All he could do was stare at Colin who just stared back.
He broke eye contact for an instant as he looked instinctively at Colin’s lips then immediately at his eyes again. He quickly realized his desire was no longer subconscious. They sat in silence for another moment. “I almost wish it hadn’t been a dream.” He said, practically whispering. He found himself leaning forward, only to be met halfway by Colin. Their lips met in a quick, but passion fueled kiss.
Colin placed his hand on the back of Ryan’s head as he looked at him, taking in what was happening before pulling him back into a kiss.
Ryan was once again filled with the sense of familiarity he had felt only an hour earlier when he had the dream. He felt Colin’s lips part slightly as his tongue ventured towards his own. His hands flew towards Colin, wanting to explore every inch of his body, settling instead for his back and waist. Colin placed his hand on his leg, moving it up and down. Each time getting closer to what was becoming, Ryan’s hard cock.
A knock at the door forced them apart as unconsciously as it had started. “Ryan? You in there?” Drew’s voice brought them back to reality and defused any arousal.
“Yeah Drew, come on in.”
Drew poked his head round the door, “Oh, hey guys! Sorry to interrupt, just wanted to check you’re ok. You took off in such a hurry we were worried someone had offended you.”
“No, nothing like that… I just really had to pee.”
“Oh, I see! Well, I’m going home now, so I’ll see you both tomorrow. Get some sleep before then Ryan. We can’t have any more wet dreams on set!”
“Oh ha ha.”
Drew bid a final farewell and closed the door. It took a moment before either man spoke.
“I’m sorry man, I shouldn’t have laid all this on you.” Ryan didn’t know what to say to resolve the situation.
Colin sighed, “I’m sorry too. I hope you don’t feel too awkward after this”.
Ryan shrugged. “It never happened!”
Colin handed him his glass and started to leave. He stopped at the door and looked back at his friend, touching his lips. “You really are a good kisser you know! Pat’s a lucky lady.” He winked playfully and left the room.
The mention of his wife’s name brought a feeling of disappointment. Kissing Colin hadn’t felt alien or awkward at all. They seemed to fit together perfectly. He finished his scotch and prepared himself to go home. The kiss with Colin would satisfy the urges left behind from his dream, or so he hoped.
Mwah!
Rossini
x-posted to wliialove
This has been playing out in my head for a while and I've finally written it down. It's the start of a series so hope yas like it.
Title: Hopes and Dreams
Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: NC-17 (but not really bad)
Summary: You never know what might come of a dream
Word Count: 1.851
I should also mention, the episodes in this part are s3e03 and s8e02. You don't need to have seen them though, its just in case you were wondering! You should watch these games though! It's funny :)
"The dream is the disguised fulfillment of a suppressed or repressed wish." ~Freud
Ryan felt a hand on his leg, moving up and resting on his torso, but it wasn’t his wife. It wasn’t even a one night stand. It was his best friend Colin. He looked him straight in the eyes and smiled at the face grinning back at him. He had just had the best intimate encounter of his life, and it should have felt wrong but the sense of comfort and familiarity he was experiencing suggested otherwise. He lay there in the bed for a moment, enjoying Colin’s eyes and the euphoria that was yet to pass.
“Why haven’t we been doing this for years?” He ventured
His lover smiled at him and nodded. “Because I assumed the flirting all these years was a joke. It’s not exactly something you expect.”
“It was a joke, but I meant it... I’d hoped you might feel the same and give me some sort of a sign.”
“Maybe you were just blinded by doubt”
He silenced Colin by sealing his lips with a tender kiss. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Ryan?” Another man’s voice interrupted the kiss. “Ryan!”
“Ry, wake up buddy!” Colin shook his shoulder bringing him back to reality. “We’re not done yet, only an hour left of filming then you can sleep all you want!”
Ryan blinked as his eyes adjusted to the bright lights of the Whose Line set. “What? Wh...” He jumped up in shock as he noticed Colin and Chip standing side by side in front of him and reason set in.
“Wow, it’s ok.” Chip squeezed his shoulder and guided him back to his chair. “You fell asleep- you were dreaming... a very nice dream?”
Ryan followed Chip’s line of sight to his crotch and was stunned to see he had a huge erection. “Oh dear God!” He crossed his legs and realized why Colin and Chip were standing so close together, masking him from the studio audience.
Colin laughed and sat down in the chair next to his, “It’s ok, it happens to the best of us. Just think of me until it goes away.”
Ryan laughed along, doubting it would help, as he was told they still had to record sound effects, song styles and scenes from a hat.
After Drew’s intro to sound effects Ryan and Colin stepped down onto the stage as he selected audience members. “The scene is: ship’s captain Ryan and his new bride Colin...” as had become customary, Drew paused as the audience laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion. “are getting romantic in their cabin on the Titanic...”
Ryan tried his hardest not to react as drew read the remainder of the instructions and they started the scene. Come on, you’ve done this thousands of times. No one is going to notice you’re acting any differently. He couldn’t help keeping more distance than usual between himself and Colin, placing only a hand on his shoulder to avoid looking awkward. He and Colin were always so well connected- almost telepathically, but he hoped Colin didn’t know what was going on in his head now.
He returned to his seat after the game feeling more paranoid than he’d have wanted but relieved to have a while to gather his thoughts as Chip and Wayne played song styles.
He chewed nervously on his fingertips as he tried to dismiss the dream he had just had as his subconscious expressing platonic love, but it had felt so real, and familiar. He looked at Colin sitting beside him, thinking he must know something’s wrong. He was so distracted he hadn’t noticed the song ending, or the joke Colin had mumbled at him. He looked his way and laughed along, having no idea what he had said.
It was soon time for him to work again and Ryan followed his friend to the side of the stage to play scenes from a hat. He held it together for the whole game, somehow managing to get some laughs despite his mind being somewhere else entirely. Colin’s song about masturbation had almost thrown him, and ‘weird things to get turned on by’ might have got him fired a half hour earlier but the rest of the taping passed without event.
As soon as he was free to go Ryan rushed back to his dressing room as fast as he could without speaking to anyone. He closed the door behind him, leaning against it for a moment as he took in everything that had happened. He drummed his knuckles on his forehead, demanding of himself “Why can’t I get this out of my head?”
No sooner had he sat down on the couch than a knock came at the door. “Yeah, come on in” He called, hoping they wouldn’t. His selfishness was replaced with embarrassment and a sense of foreboding as Colin entered the room.
“Are you ok? You’ve been a little awkward and you took off in such a hurry I was worried you might be sick. Especially after you fell asleep in the middle of shooting”
Ryan smiled at his friend’s concern. “I’m fine, I just had to get away from all the people” Especially you. Colin came and sat down beside him on the couch.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just… didn’t get much sleep last night.” He hoped his acting was normally more convincing.
“Seriously, you can tell me if there’s something wrong. I’m sure I’ve heard worse!”
Ryan took a decision then to tell him about the dream. Surely everyone has had sex dreams about their friends before, and knowing Colin, they would be able to laugh about it. Ryan cleared his throat nervously and turned his whole body to face his friend. “I had a sex dream about you”.
Colin stared blankly at him for a moment before exploding with laughter. “That explains it alright!”
The sense of relief Ryan felt was unbelievable. He could always rely on Colin to know exactly what he needed to hear. “That doesn’t freak you out at all?”
“Of course not, it’s just a dream! Last night I dreamt I was the Burger King, but it doesn’t mean anything… I didn’t wake up with a hard-on though.” He looked mischievously at Ryan, attempting to embarrass him again. Ryan however, was already too uncomfortable to react.
“It doesn’t mean anything, does it?” Colin eyed him suspiciously.
Ryan broke eye contact and stared at the carpet. He was convinced the dream meant nothing but he was reluctant to dismiss it just yet (though he couldn’t understand why).
Colin groaned, “I think we both need a drink.” He got up and walked over to the cupboard under the sink where he knew Ryan kept his emergency bottle of scotch. He poured them both a glass and returned to the couch.
“I’m sure it’ll pass in a day or two.” Ryan only spoke because he found the silence deafening. “I’m just feeling all freaked out after seeing you naked.”
“Oh, well that’s something every guy wants to hear. Thanks.”
“You know what I mean. Naked, and doing… what you were doing.”
“Is talking about it helping?”
“Yeah, a little”
Colin shifted in his seat. “Ok, so… what were we doing?”
“You really want to know?” Ryan wasn’t sure talking about it would help, but he obliged nonetheless.
Colin nodded silently and screwed up his face, as though he was bracing himself.
Ryan laughed and marveled at his laid back attitude. He didn’t look Colin in the eye as he relayed his dream in a slow, deeper voice. “Ok, well… we were in a hotel room kissing and undressing each other. Then I bent down in front of you and you know… pulled at the fly of your pants and pushed them down to your ankles and…” He could barely get the words out, but looked directly at Colin again “… sucked you off.” He paused briefly as he remembered the unfamiliar sensations, “But I stopped before you came and then I was… inside you. And it felt amazing. Then we both came at the same time.”
“Aww, just like in the movies.” Colin smiled at him trying to make light of the situation. He fell silent however unable to think of anything else to say.
Ryan’s heart was racing. He actually did feel better now that Colin knew what he had been carrying around with him, but the tension was now unbearable. All he could do was stare at Colin who just stared back.
He broke eye contact for an instant as he looked instinctively at Colin’s lips then immediately at his eyes again. He quickly realized his desire was no longer subconscious. They sat in silence for another moment. “I almost wish it hadn’t been a dream.” He said, practically whispering. He found himself leaning forward, only to be met halfway by Colin. Their lips met in a quick, but passion fueled kiss.
Colin placed his hand on the back of Ryan’s head as he looked at him, taking in what was happening before pulling him back into a kiss.
Ryan was once again filled with the sense of familiarity he had felt only an hour earlier when he had the dream. He felt Colin’s lips part slightly as his tongue ventured towards his own. His hands flew towards Colin, wanting to explore every inch of his body, settling instead for his back and waist. Colin placed his hand on his leg, moving it up and down. Each time getting closer to what was becoming, Ryan’s hard cock.
A knock at the door forced them apart as unconsciously as it had started. “Ryan? You in there?” Drew’s voice brought them back to reality and defused any arousal.
“Yeah Drew, come on in.”
Drew poked his head round the door, “Oh, hey guys! Sorry to interrupt, just wanted to check you’re ok. You took off in such a hurry we were worried someone had offended you.”
“No, nothing like that… I just really had to pee.”
“Oh, I see! Well, I’m going home now, so I’ll see you both tomorrow. Get some sleep before then Ryan. We can’t have any more wet dreams on set!”
“Oh ha ha.”
Drew bid a final farewell and closed the door. It took a moment before either man spoke.
“I’m sorry man, I shouldn’t have laid all this on you.” Ryan didn’t know what to say to resolve the situation.
Colin sighed, “I’m sorry too. I hope you don’t feel too awkward after this”.
Ryan shrugged. “It never happened!”
Colin handed him his glass and started to leave. He stopped at the door and looked back at his friend, touching his lips. “You really are a good kisser you know! Pat’s a lucky lady.” He winked playfully and left the room.
The mention of his wife’s name brought a feeling of disappointment. Kissing Colin hadn’t felt alien or awkward at all. They seemed to fit together perfectly. He finished his scotch and prepared himself to go home. The kiss with Colin would satisfy the urges left behind from his dream, or so he hoped.
Mwah!
Rossini
x-posted to wliialove
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