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It was late into the night. Curtis was sitting on the couch. Erik was silent as he opened the door. Curtis turned around to see him hanging up his coat.
“Erik! Your back!” Curtis exclaimed.
“Curtis?” Erik was confused. “Well, look…Listen, I’m sor-” Erik was cut off mid sentence. Curtis had practically jumped into his arms and placed a kiss on Erik’s lips.
“Save it” Curtis said quickly. “Your home. I’m horny, let’s fuck” Curtis’s voice was seductive.
“Wait. So we’re good?” Erik was overly confused. Hadn’t Curtis been mad at him earlier? Hasn’t he basically wanted to punch Erik and leave him high and dry? Curtis dragged him by the arm to his bedroom.

Your love is nothing I can’t fight…

Curtis mumbled something that Erik didn’t quite hear, so he simply assumed that Curtis had said yes. Curtis began to kiss him feverishly. It wasn’t long before Erik began to melt into the excitement. Soon, Erik was kissing him back. Then, clothes began to fly. A shirt here, pants there. A war between buttons and fingers. Still, passionate kissing continued.

Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine…

Erik pushed and Curtis pulled, to the bed they went. One atop the other. It was a strange feeling, Erik thought, to feel the way that he did. Wanting this more than ever, but yet, feeling wrong. As if he didn’t deserve this in the first place. Curtis hungrily kissed him. Erik fought to keep up with Curtis’s lips. There was something missing. Something he couldn’t quite place.
“Wait” Erik whispered as he pushed Curtis away from him momentarily. Erik leaned over and turned the radio on quickly.
“Eww. Lady GaGa” Curtis mentioned hastily.
“Shut up, I like this song” Erik stated.
“Fine” Curtis replied. Erik rolled himself back over into Curtis’s arms. Curtis began to kiss Erik. Erik only kissed him right back.

I’m in the bedroom, with tissues and when I know your outside banging, then I won’t let you in.

For once in a long time, everything was alright. Things were back to normal. There wasn't anything to worry about, anything to fight over. Just the love between them. Yet, Erik still felt like something was wrong.

Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world...

Curtis weaseled himself closer to Erik, then, inside him.
“You like that?” Curtis whispered in his ear.
“Yes” Erik responded in an unsure tone. he liked it yet, he didn't at the same time. Something was differently up.
“Say you love me” Curtis’s tone was seductive. Erik’s heart dropped. Sure, he loved him, but did he love him like he use too?
“I...” Erik stopped himself, debating what to say. the song’s lyrics ringing in his head.

I’m a hard girl, loving me’s like chewing on pearls...

Erik moved his arm just enough to bump the radio’s volume, drowning out Curtis’s question. Erik forced himself to push the thought aside.
“You really like this song?” Curtis asked as he kissed Erik’s perfectly smooth back.
“It...It gets me horny” Erik lied, liking the song more for the lyrics in some ways than anything.
“Ah. I can understand why, the lyrics are kind of hot” Curtis said.

You've got me wondering why I, I like it rough, why I like it rough, why I like it rough..

Curtis slid his hands down Erik’s front, making his insides tingle with confusing delight.

Won’t go without my fix tonight, it’s a little too rough…

A pleased moan escaped Erik’s lips. Everything was going well. Finally, there wasn’t any fighting, there wasn’t any hatred, no jealousy, nothing. Just closeness between two lovers.

Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world. I’m a hard girl loving me’s like straightening curls…

Erik tried to think admit the pleasure, but was coming up empty. All he could think about was the fact that Curtis was virtually silent. Come to think of it, he was pretty much quiet whenever they had sex. Was that normal? Was Erik simply being too loud?
“Am I not good enough?” Erik huffed in an almost silent voice.
“Shut up” Curtis replied bluntly. Erik tried to think longer, but couldn’t bring himself to think. His thoughts were filled with music.

You’ve got me wondering why I, I like it rough, why I like it rough, why I like it rough…
It seemed like time passed ever so slowly for Erik. He was enjoying himself, yet, things weren’t going as quickly as before. As more time passed, Erik’s thoughts became less muddled. \

*You’ve got me wondering why I, I might give up, why I might give up, why I might give up…

Erik thought for a moment. He knew that wasn’t the lyric. He’d heard the song a million times before, he knew the words.

I’m shiny and I know it, dunno why you want to blow it. Need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough.

Suddenly. The final moment. His body filled with an intensity high for a brief moment, then, relaxation. It was a short time later when Curtis finished. Going through regular motions, hopping off the bed, walking to the bathroom, the usual.

You’ve got me wondering why I might give up…

It was then Erik realized it.
“I’m dreaming” he whispered as he climbed back into bed. That was the only thing that made sense to him. Nothing ever went this well. Ever. Curtis was only being nice to him because that’s how he dreamed. He wanted Curtis to be nice to him again, because he hated what Curtis has turned into. A few minutes later, Curtis was out of the bathroom, and crawling into bed.
“Goodnight Erik” He said as he got himself comfortable. Erik sighed.
“Curtis?” Erik asked in a unsure tone.
“Yes?” Curtis asked.
“Will you hold me?” Erik replied.
“Come here, I’ll spoon you” Curtis laughed lightly. Erik scooted closer and let Curtis embrace him. “Night” Curtis said once again.
“Night Curtis” Erik replied. He didn’t care anymore, he knew it was a dream. He knew that when he woke up in the morning, everything would go back to the way it was. There was nothing he could do. Nothing except, enjoy the dream for what it was. Take what was left of Curtis’s love. Inside he wanted to break down, but he let himself fall asleep once again.

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It was late into the night. Curtis was sitting on the couch. Erik was silent as he opened the door. Curtis turned around to see him hanging up his coat.
“Erik! Your back!” Curtis exclaimed.
“Curtis?” Erik was confused. “Well, look…Listen, I’m sor-” Erik was cut off mid sentence. Curtis had practically jumped into his arms and placed a kiss on Erik’s lips.
“Save it” Curtis said quickly. “Your home. I’m horny, let’s fuck” Curtis’s voice was seductive.
“Wait. So we’re good?” Erik was overly confused. Hadn’t Curtis been mad at him earlier? Hasn’t he basically wanted to punch Erik and leave him high and dry? Curtis dragged him by the arm to his bedroom.

Your love is nothing I can’t fight…

Curtis mumbled something that Erik didn’t quite hear, so he simply assumed that Curtis had said yes. Curtis began to kiss him feverishly. It wasn’t long before Erik began to melt into the excitement. Soon, Erik was kissing him back. Then, clothes began to fly. A shirt here, pants there. A war between buttons and fingers. Still, passionate kissing continued.

Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine…

Erik pushed and Curtis pulled, to the bed they went. One atop the other. It was a strange feeling, Erik thought, to feel the way that he did. Wanting this more than ever, but yet, feeling wrong. As if he didn’t deserve this in the first place. Curtis hungrily kissed him. Erik fought to keep up with Curtis’s lips. There was something missing. Something he couldn’t quite place.
“Wait” Erik whispered as he pushed Curtis away from him momentarily. Erik leaned over and turned the radio on quickly.
“Eww. Lady GaGa” Curtis mentioned hastily.
“Shut up, I like this song” Erik stated.
“Fine” Curtis replied. Erik rolled himself back over into Curtis’s arms. Curtis began to kiss Erik. Erik only kissed him right back.

I’m in the bedroom, with tissues and when I know your outside banging, then I won’t let you in.

For once in a long time, everything was alright. Things were back to normal. There wasn't anything to worry about, anything to fight over. Just the love between them. Yet, Erik still felt like something was wrong.

Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world...

Curtis weaseled himself closer to Erik, then, inside him.
“You like that?” Curtis whispered in his ear.
“Yes” Erik responded in an unsure tone. he liked it yet, he didn't at the same time. Something was differently up.
“Say you love me” Curtis’s tone was seductive. Erik’s heart dropped. Sure, he loved him, but did he love him like he use too?
“I...” Erik stopped himself, debating what to say. the song’s lyrics ringing in his head.

I’m a hard girl, loving me’s like chewing on pearls...

Erik moved his arm just enough to bump the radio’s volume, drowning out Curtis’s question. Erik forced himself to push the thought aside.
“You really like this song?” Curtis asked as he kissed Erik’s perfectly smooth back.
“It...It gets me horny” Erik lied, liking the song more for the lyrics in some ways than anything.
“Ah. I can understand why, the lyrics are kind of hot” Curtis said.

You've got me wondering why I, I like it rough, why I like it rough, why I like it rough..

Curtis slid his hands down Erik’s front, making his insides tingle with confusing delight.

Won’t go without my fix tonight, it’s a little too rough…

A pleased moan escaped Erik’s lips. Everything was going well. Finally, there wasn’t any fighting, there wasn’t any hatred, no jealousy, nothing. Just closeness between two lovers.

Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world. I’m a hard girl loving me’s like straightening curls…

Erik tried to think admit the pleasure, but was coming up empty. All he could think about was the fact that Curtis was virtually silent. Come to think of it, he was pretty much quiet whenever they had sex. Was that normal? Was Erik simply being too loud?
“Am I not good enough?” Erik huffed in an almost silent voice.
“Shut up” Curtis replied bluntly. Erik tried to think longer, but couldn’t bring himself to think. His thoughts were filled with music.

You’ve got me wondering why I, I like it rough, why I like it rough, why I like it rough…
It seemed like time passed ever so slowly for Erik. He was enjoying himself, yet, things weren’t going as quickly as before. As more time passed, Erik’s thoughts became less muddled. \

*You’ve got me wondering why I, I might give up, why I might give up, why I might give up…

Erik thought for a moment. He knew that wasn’t the lyric. He’d heard the song a million times before, he knew the words.

I’m shiny and I know it, dunno why you want to blow it. Need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough.

Suddenly. The final moment. His body filled with an intensity high for a brief moment, then, relaxation. It was a short time later when Curtis finished. Going through regular motions, hopping off the bed, walking to the bathroom, the usual.

You’ve got me wondering why I might give up…

It was then Erik realized it.
“I’m dreaming” he whispered as he climbed back into bed. That was the only thing that made sense to him. Nothing ever went this well. Ever. Curtis was only being nice to him because that’s how he dreamed. He wanted Curtis to be nice to him again, because he hated what Curtis has turned into. A few minutes later, Curtis was out of the bathroom, and crawling into bed.
“Goodnight Erik” He said as he got himself comfortable. Erik sighed.
“Curtis?” Erik asked in a unsure tone.
“Yes?” Curtis asked.
“Will you hold me?” Erik replied.
“Come here, I’ll spoon you” Curtis laughed lightly. Erik scooted closer and let Curtis embrace him. “Night” Curtis said once again.
“Night Curtis” Erik replied. He didn’t care anymore, he knew it was a dream. He knew that when he woke up in the morning, everything would go back to the way it was. There was nothing he could do. Nothing except, enjoy the dream for what it was. Take what was left of Curtis’s love. Inside he wanted to break down, but he let himself fall asleep once again.