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About a dream	By : SweetEire Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 2287 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-About a dream
- 2-Part Two
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Orlando Bloom or any other characters of the story. The story is only a result of my sometimes spooky fantasy.
Sexual action (without violence) is included, so be warned.

When he wakes up the next morning Zoe is still asleep. His limbs are cold and he can’t stop shivering. He quickly jumps up to close the window and then checks whether

there are any covers available, but no, she’s still got all of ‘em. He turns on the heating and then rushes down the stairs to make some tea. He takes one of those mint

drops she always keeps in the kitchen to refresh her breath.

The images of her reaching her climax only because of a dream are still vividly engraved on his mind. He shakes his head when the tea is done, puts it all on a tray,

grabs a rose and rushes back upstairs, still shivering from the cold. When he enters the room, Zoe is just about to sneak back into the bed wrapping all the covers

around her luxurious body.

“Good morning, baby...”, he whispers gently and sits down on the edge of the bed. She turns around sighing deeply.

‘Do I have hallucinations now or did she change...?’

She’s wearing a revealing satin night dress now, when she has been wearing just normal shorts and a t-shirt last night, not that he would be complaining about that in

any way.

She smiles at him unaware of how beautiful she looks with those sleepy brown eyes. He puts the tray to the side and bends down to give her an intensive good morning

kiss. Then he smiles, she had brushed her teeth. So he is not the only one who wants to make last night’s dream come true. He takes the rose and caresses her cheek

with it. She smiles again and strokes his shoulder. “Oh my God, you’re so cold. You must be freezing!”, she exclaimes all of a sudden. He laughs out loud, but gladly

accepts the invitation to crawl under her duvet. He snuggles up as close to her as possible, feeling the heat of her body creeping into his while she is rubbing his back.

He hides his head in the curve of her neck and inhales her scent deeply. She smells so good, so warm and so sweet. She shivers under his affectionate touch.

“You feeling better now?”

“Hhm...”, he mutteres sleepily and takes another deep breath.

I can’t tell how much better I feel. It feels as if we just got together. Every touch is as exciting and as gentle as if it was the first time. To feel his body so close to mine

is exactly the feeling that I have wished for so long. It is as if the world is bathed in light all of a sudden, all the dark clouds have gone and there’s only the two of us

here. Nothing to disturb us. I hold him as close as possible. I can feel his cold skin warm up slowly and can’t help feeling a bit guilty. Maybe there actually is some truth

in it when he says that I always steal his cover,even though I will never admit it. His blanket is just so much more comfortable and smells so much more like him. I have

to smile, “You were late yesterday...”, I whisper in a gentle voice.

He sits up and I regret saying anything at all. I shouldn’t always complain about it. It’s not all his fault, it’his damn work. And I knew that when we first got together. I

knew that he was gonna be big someday.

He looks at me, but he doesn’t seem angry, indeed he feels guilty. I can see it in his eyes.

“I’m so sorry, babe. I swear I didn’t forget it, Pete just wouldn’t let me leave until the scene was done, and I couldn’t concentrate, because I was thinking ‘bout you all

the time...”

The sound of his deep voice soothes me immediately and I forget that I have ever been mad at him. His chocolate eyes look so sad, his hair falls messy around his

face, his lips are trembling. He is upset about it. I can see that. So I just stretch out my arms and he willingly accepts my embrace. “You’re here now, aren’t you...”, I

breathe into his ear.

He shivers again and swears his love for me over and over again.

How could I ever have doubted him?

I hug him tightly and close my eyes. I am caught up in this moment, caught up in my love for him - in him. It is one of those moments that you just want to treasure,

knowing that they won’t last forever you want to just put them into a box and keep ‘em safe, so that you can take ‘em out whenever you feel like you need something

pure and good in your life.

He suddenly moves, but unlike the natural law, the magic is not gone. He leans on his right arm and gently strokes my cheek. “You’re the most beautiful woman I have

ever seen...”, he states and I smile and blush. After all these years he can still make me blush. But I think I am in a position right now where I think everything’s

amazing, fantastic and simply miraculous.

He kisses me tenderly as if this was out first kiss.

Something has changed over night. I feel as if I get to know him again, as if this is a new start. When he draws back I finally ask the question that has been somewhere

hidden in the back on my mind, “When do you have to leave again?”

His answer is a cheeky grin and another long kiss, this time more forcefully. “On Monday...”

“What!”, I exclaim and surprise myself at the fierceness of my euphoria. He laughs.

“Surprise! I took the whole weekend off, well, not yet, but I will in a minute.”, he says and turnes around reaching for the phone. He quickly dials a number and then

waits impatiently. I watch him intensely. He only wears his boxers which makes him look incredibly sexy. I let my eyes wander down his body, taking in every inch of this

body that is so familiar to me, but yet so mysterious. Suddenly, he groans miserably and speaks through his nose which makes him sound awfully sick. I’m trying hard

to surpress my laughter when he asks to speak to Peter. He fakes a sneeze and a cough when Peter answers. “Hey, I’m sorry, Pete, but I really can’t come today....Yea,

I know...But I must’ve caught a bad cold yesterday...”, another fake sneeze to underline his performance, “Hhm...hhmm...”, his voice sounds so funny when he speaks

through his nose. “Yes, I’m really sorry,I know that messes up your plan, but I can’t leave the bed today....Yes, Zoe’s already getting ready to drive me down to a

doctor...Oh, I’m sure I’ll be back on Monday...” and there’s another cough. I’m lying on my belly now and press my head into a pillow to prevent myself from laughing

out. To late I notice that I started stroking his lower arm with my nails, something that I always do when I want to make him do his duty as my lover.

He must have noticed, but there are no hints on his face. He ist still officially suffering from his cold. “Yes, thanks Pete...really I’m so sorry....Oh, I feel awful”, he

exclaims and blinks at me. Finally he hangs up the phone, his cold has mysteriously vanished, and then stares first at me and then at his arm, where my fingers are still

tickling his sensitive skin. “Well, what did he say?”, I ask innocently, but with a mischieveous smile which makes Orlando not answer the question, but kiss me

passionately. I give in to him immediately and let him roll on top of me. He gasps, but never stops the kiss. My hands are entangled in his dark hair now. I grab his

head and push him towards me, kissing him passionately.

He breaks the kiss and lets his lips explore my neck, causing my skin to burn wherever he touches me. My hands run up and down his back and I slightly scratch him.

He quickly removes the straps of my nightgown and kisses his way further down, his free hand moving up and down my side. Finally his hand slids under my robe while

the other hand pushes me up and within an instant he removes my nightdress, leaving me in nothing but my thong. He hesitates for a few seconds gazing at me

intensely as if he wants to engrave every single inch of my skin. Then he looks up at me again, a mischieveous grin on his face. “Now, babe, tell me what you dreamed

last night...”

I gasp. “You knew...”

“Oh, I was there all the time and watched you...”, he kisses my belly, “You looked so sexy.” I sigh deeply when his hand moves back up to caress my bare breasts.

“Now, come on tell me, and I can show you that

I can make women’s fantasy’s come true...”, he hisses as he kisses my neck again right under my ear.

“Oh my God...”, I whisper, “Am I dreaming right now?”

He laughs quietly, making him look sexier than ever, and me want him more and more. His hand is resting on my breast as he waits for me to tell him my dream.

“Okay, we were down at the tiny lake, you know which one, and we were skinny dippin”, he smiles and takes off my thong first and then his boxers. And I am surprised

to that his manhood has so immediately adjusted to the situation.

“I was already lying on our blanket and you came out of the water. Your hair was dripping. Then you were lying down on top of me. And all the drips of your wet hair and

skin were all over me...the water was so cold it made me shiver, but you felt hot against it...” i paused to catch my breath, because Orlando had dipped his fingers into

my glass of water and was running his wet fingers all over my body. He let a few drops fall on my nipples which caused them to stand erect. Then he took a bit more of

the water and makes it drip onto my lips. When I stick my tongue out lick them up he covers my mouth with his, but withdraws again, urging me to go on.

“Then you moved your knee between my thighs and pushed against....”

I hiss when he repeats that exact movement and I feel his knee pressing against my core.

“You kissed me passionately, first my lips and then you went further down...”

Orlando understands exactly what she means and replaces the hand on her breast with his mouth. She bites her lip. But he stopps and asks what happened next.

“No,go on....please...”, she moans as he licks and sucks on her nipple.

She tells him every detail she remembers from her dream and Orlando follows her instructions. He slowly works his way further down her belly, leaving her skin burning

with desire for him. His hands now stroke along her legs way up and far down, always brushing slightly against her sensitive spot. Then he kisses his way around her

throbbing core, careful not to touch her there. Her moving hips are begging him to stop his torture and caress her where she needs it the most.

Finally he bends down over her and gently lets his tongue run over her clit causing her to moan deeply. Encouraged by her reaction he grabs her thighs and begins to

lick, kiss and suck the core of her passion. One wave of desire after the other rushes over her wildly moving body. Her hands are entangled in his hair again and she’s

trying to guide him. But he stays in control and slowly withdraws from her.

He climbs back up and their lips meet in a dazzling kiss. Then he looks at her amazed at the passion and love in her eyes. “I love you, babe...”, he whispers.

“I love you, too, hun, but please don’t stop now...”, she begs.

He smiles and continues his sweet torture between her legs. “Do you know how beautiful you are when you come?”

His finger slides into her immediately followed by a second one. He moves in and out of her slowly at first, but soon quickens his pace, giving in to his own passion more

and more.

Zoe’s moans grow louder and even turn into screams as he works her body in the perfect rhythm.

“Please, come on...come inside. I want to feel you...”, she begs, but again Orlando refuses. “I’m not done with you,babe...I wanna see you come...”

She shrieks when his fingers suddenly hit an oversensitive spot and Orlando’s eyes start to sparkle. “Oh, so you like that...”, he hits that spot again.

Her hips start shivering and her muscles tighten around his fingers. Again and again he thrusts into her, doing his best to work her thoroughly until she is on the verge

of her climax.

She isn’t even able to form words anymore when he bends down again to caress her clit making her body move and shiver wildly. It is her passion that he has always

loved so much.A passion he has hardly ever noticed in any other woman. He withdrwas his mouth from her and in that instant she stretches her back. He watches her

every movement during her climax. Her hands grab his head, her legs tighten around him until her body curls up and stretches in the final explosion.

He lies down beside her, giving her a few moments to catch her breath before he will continue.

Zoe snuggles up close to him. She kisses his shoulder and leaves her hand on his belly, slightly stroking his muscles with her nails. He leans back with a satisfied grin

on his face. But Zoe doesn’t think that they’re already done. She slowly and seductively leans over him gently nibbling on his earlobes. She pulls up her legs, brushing

against his with her foot until her knee gently touches his already – or still? - swollen member. He hisses. Zoe leans over and kisses the dimples that appeare around

his mouth when he smiles. She slowly encircles his leg with hers and lets her hand wander down his belly until she reaches a more private part of his body that is covered

under a blanket. She leans over him, obviously enjoying to see the pleasure that is shown on his face. She gently cups his member with one hand and slowly starts to

rub causing him to tighten his grip around her waist. Orlando throws his head back and sighs, deeply indulging himself at the sensation she’s creating in his body.

In one sudden movement, causing Zoe to shriek in shock, Orlando rolls over until he is on top of her. “Hey...”, he whispers gently when they’re lying still again.

Zoe only smiles in return, opens her legs a bit and moves her hips towards him. Orlando hisses when he touches her wet opening. He tries to retreat, but she wraps her

legs around his waist and kisses him hungrily. When they break their kiss Orlando is nearly inside of her. But he hesitates. “Hey, babe, I have to ask you something...”

“Now?”, she mutteres under her breath while trying to kiss him.

He pulls his head back, avoiding her pleading lips.“Yes, it’s important. Are you listening?”

She nods impatiently.

“Do you really still love me?”

“What?”

“I’m serious, babe, do you?”

She is about to push him away in anger, when she suddenly realizes the look in his eyes. It’s a look of doubt and insecurity and... fear. She doesn’t dare to move, just

keeps on looking into these wonderful brown eyes that have managed to brighten up her days a thousand times before. After a little while she reaches out and gently

touches his lips, she folds her hands around his cheeks and pulls him towards her. It seems to her as if they haven’t been kissing like that for an eternity. She feels his

lips on hers, the tenderness of his touch, but yet there is so much more to this kiss. He slightly opens his mouth and her tongue pushes in his direction. Carefully

almost shyly, his tongue sticks out to meet hers and it feels like a thousand explosions around them and in their bodys. He reaches up to her head and starts playing

with her hair. Never breaking the kiss she feels that he is smiling happily, just like herself. She pulls back, but only far enough to have enough room for speaking. “Yes,

I do.”, she sighs and takes a strand of his hair between her two fingers, carefully playing with it and then she strokes it out of his face and places it behind his ear. He

closes his eyes and sighs at the tenderness of her touch. “Good,”, he whispers, “Because I love you to. And...I don’t want to sound cheesy or anything, but I love you

more than my life and couldn’t stand losing you... Only thinking ‘bout it feels like someone’s tearing my heart out...”

She stops him by placing another soft kiss on his lips. “Ssh...nobody is ever gonna take me away from you. I’ll stay with you, whatever it takes.”

They lose themselves in another passionate kiss. But suddenly Orlando’s happy smile turns into a devilish grin and he breaks away from her gently.

“What...?”, she whispers.

He still smiles and suddenly she feels him gently plunging into her. She gasps in surprise and pleasure. He holds it for a few seconds, giving her the chance to adjust to

him, and himself the pleasure of feeling her tighten around him. The he draws back until he is almost out of her and slowly glides back in. She stretches her neck and

sighs. He uses the chance and places hundreds of soft kisses on her neck while continuing his movements inside of her, slowly, but steadily increasing his pace.

When Zoe again wraps her legs around him all of a sudden and pushing him towards herself almost violently, he realizes that he himself can hardly bear the heat

anymore. He increases his pace and the vehemence of his movements steadily now, but careful not to hurt her.

She moans and shakes her head wildly, trying to encourage him to go faster. But he takes his time. Her nails slide up and down his back and leave thin scratches

causing his back to burn. He gasps when she starts moving her hips towards him more and more aggressively now. He bends down again, buries his head between her

breasts, sucking and licking wildly. Zoe grabs his head and guides him towards her nipple and he willingly follows her, never stopping the sweet torture between her legs.

Her whole body trembles with passion now and unable, to lie there passively any longer, she pushes him over until she sits on top of him. Then she starts to slowly and

erotically ride him, making him endure the torture she had been through before. Orlando grabs her bottom and pulls her towards him roughly. He sits up and continues

to work her breasts, teasingly biting and sucking the sensitive skin. A deep moan escapes Zoe’s lips now. Her movements become faster and she feels the passion rush

through her. Orlando throws his head back and groans deep in his throat. Turned on by his reaction, Zoe leans back and lets her nails slide down his thighs, still

continuing the ride. (so the gymnastic lessons did pay off after all...)

Orlando falls back into the pillows, unable to stand the passion any longer he grabs her hips and pushes her towards him faster. Zoe, obviously enjoying her power over

him, removes herself from him. And seductively rubs her body along his side again. Orlando gasps, the look on his face shows a mixture of excitement and

disappointment. She smiles devilishly and adjusts her body at the side of his, turning her back towards him, but taking hold of his swollen manhood. She playfully lets

her fingers slide over his foreskin one after the other and then wraps her hand around him...but Orlando has enough of her games. Her grabs her hand roughly and

leads her back. He wraps her up in a tight embrace so that she won’t be able to escape again and then enters her from behind. One arm around her neck, one hand

pulling up her thigh and his mouth locked on her neck, gently biting her, he starts to move inside of her again. Zoe lets out a sweet cry as he increases his pace. His

hand wanders up her thigh until it stays on her clit, starting a dazzling massage. Again Zoe cries out.

Turned on by her movements in his lap, Orlando sucks on her neck harder than before. They have found their perfect rhythm by now and Zoe grabs a pillow and presses

it against herself as it is the only thing she can get a hold of. Orlando pulls her tightly towards himself, wanting to thrust into her deeper and deeper. He increases the

pressure on her clit causing her to scream louder. He loves it when her passion takes over, and then he gives in to his own completely. His moans join her cries and his

thrusts meet her pleasure spots faster and harder as her bottom presses into him. She reaches back leaving a long scratch on his bottom, but then grabs the pillow

again and tears it apart as the final explosion rolls over the two of them. She feels him spill into her and the pure pleasure seems to tear her apart, as she leaves out

her final cry.

For a moment they lie still, both trying to catch their breath. Orlando holds her tight and she loses herself, enjoying the feeling of his warm body against her skin.

He gently kisses her shoulder and his fingers run up and down her arm, when he suddenly notices that there’s something strange in her hand. He stretches his neck to

see what it is and to his surprise a big bunch of white feather is spread all over her belly and the bed.

“What the...?!”, he gasps causing Zoe, who has been chuckling before, to laugh out loud.

I turn towards him and throw a big fist full of feathers into his face which stick to his sweaty forehead, making him look totally ridiculous. Orlando puffs and spits out

causing me to laugh even harder.

Then suddenly he attacks me and tickles me wildly. I try to kick and hit him, desperately I try to defend myself, but hopeless. Only as I start begging for mercy he stops

this torture of my worn out body. He falls back onto his back gasping for breath when I am still trying to recover from my laughter.

Slowly we both calm down and I come to snuggle up at his side. Orlando wraps one arm around my waist pulling my closer, while the other arm is playing with my fingers

on his chest.

Gently I kiss his shoulder.

“I missed you...”, I mutter as the post-orgasmic-exhaustion comes over me.

“I’ve missed you too...”, he replies with a husky voice and kisses her forehead, but she has already fallen asleep in his protective embrace...
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