Now and Then *Discontinued*

Chapter 4

He faded away with the rest of the dream.

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Dreams can be a weird thing. They can bring memories you forgot you had back to life, it can help you talk to people you haven't seen in decades, if anything, it can give you some exciting new fantasies or song ideas (hint hint Yesterday and let it be)

But sometimes, dreams might not be the best. They can be terrifying, with monsters that'll leave you in a cold sweat when you wake up. They can make you cry and feel terrible, make you want to scream for hours. They could even be just straight up weird.

And for the very unlucky, your brain decides to give you wet dreams. Ones that make you feel so gross that not even a cold shower can fix how dirty you feel afterwards.

Paul had always loved dreams. Whether they be while you're sleeping, or just daydreams.

They gave him a sense of freedom when his life was boring and repetitive, they would let him live an entirely different life if he so chose.

Though Paul enjoyed dreaming, there were dreams that weren't as enjoyable...

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Paul sat in his and John's shared room. The room itself was strangely familiar. It looked old and run down. An old memory. Maybe Paris?

He was now aware that this was a dream now that the past dream had brought it up.

"Y'know Paul, I've been thinking..."
John spoke up from across the room, where he was laying sideways across a chair (like the bisexual™ he is)

"That's a dangerous thing Y'know, thinking..." Paul replied with a light chuckle as he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

John got up and walked right over to where Paul was sitting with his legs hanging off the bed. John put himself between Paul's legs and leaned down to his ear.

"Now I've been thinking..." he leaned in dangerously close.
"That we..." John leaned in impossibly closer.

Paul's cheeks flushed, not knowing what was going to happen

"Could do something for my birthday besides getting me a soddin' burger..." John looked him in the eyes hungrily before leaning back in and kissing a sensitive spot behind his ear. Definitely not a memory, but definitely Paris...

Paul quietly whimpered, silently hoping that John didn't hear.

Paul was 100% conscious that this was a dreams and definitely didn't want whatever John was implying.

Though, it was a dream... nobody had to know...
Why not have a little fun?

John pulled Paul up by his arms and pushed him into the wall roughly.

He attacked him in a passionate kiss that Paul didn't fight at all.

While they kissed, Paul could feel John's hardness poking him in the thigh.

He subconsciously ground against him

John suddenly stopped everything.

"Wha-" was all that Paul could get out before he was picked up and dropped on the bed.

He yelped before screaming "Don't do that again, arsehole!"

John laughed quietly until Paul joined in with his laughter.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" John asked concern in his voice.

'Always making sure I'm alright.." Paul though to himself.

Paul nodded before John started to take off his shirt.

*I don't feel like continuing most of this since I have no idea how lmao. You horny bastards can think of the rest hehe*

Paul moaned as John sped up.

He was so close that he could taste it.

"Paul... Paul... Paul! PAUL!"

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Paul was rudely awake by the sound of howling laughter and the screaming of his name that surrounded his bed.

"Mate! He were supposed to leave 6 minutes ago and here you are with a stiffy!" John belted our laughing.

Paul looked down, are sure enough, he was embarrassingly hard. He tried to cover himself, but it was too late, seeing as the howling laughter surrounding his bed only got louder.

"Ok, ok! You've had your fun now get out!" Paul screamed as he got up and pushed them out the door.

He slid down the wall and sat down right next to the door where he could still here them laughing as they walked away.

'God... what was that fucking dream? And why did I even have to agree?' He thought as he ran his hand down his face and got up to take a very cold shower.

'Let's hope the lads don't ask who it was... I don't know how I'd get out of that.."

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Thanks for reading!
Hope you enjoyed! :DDD
I am so, so, so sorry that this chapter had taken so long to get out. I'll try and get a chapter out once in a blue moon, hope you guys can forgive me for always having to wait so long lmao

I've been trying really hard to find motivation for this book, but I'm so lazy and I'm the biggest procrastinator ever so that doesn't help. Either way, hope you guys thoroughly enjoyed this chapter since it's gonna be the only chapter you guys get till probably October.

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Peace and love, Andrew 🤠✌️