In His Dreams

Summary: Lola loved her best friend Chris Sabin but she figured that he had always batted for the other team... One night in a hotel room though and on dream on his account, might just change their whole situation. One-shot for my girl Viv. Enjoy all.

Rating: Rated M.

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Lola lay beside him. Her best friend. Her like life male partner- but without the sex. Chris Sabin. He was playing his DS beside her as she read a book and they were both content in what they were doing. Tonight at the Impact zone, Chris had been injured somewhat during his match with Alex against the Dudley Boys and she had already helped him to get rid of some of kinks in his neck by massaging them out, but he was still complaining that it was quite sore.

Too deeply engrossed in her book, she neglected to even notice Chris had just fallen asleep playing his game and was just snoring soundly before he rolled over and curled up. She looked over when she heard the volume turn up on his game sharply and smiled seeing him asleep.

Turning the game system off, Lola put it on her bedside table before shutting her book and flicking her lamp off. Chris Sabin and Lola Donatello had been friends for the past six years and in that time, she had come to see her friend as being the best friend she could never get with. Why?

Simple answer. She believed him to be homosexual. That's right. In the six years since she had met Chris, he'd never been on a date, never flirted with a girl and never even spoken about ex-girlfriends with her so Lola had naturally assumed he batted for the other team.

Not that there was anything wrong with that, she still loved him, but she wished he loved her in the same way back and not as like the best friend who he roomed with whenever Alex Shelley, his best friend wasn't on tour with them, which lately was quite frequently since he'd gotten hitched and was currently in Sydney for his honeymoon and a few shows too.

Sighing, Lola nestled into the blankets and smiled as she felt Chris jerk on the blankets a little in his sleep.

After ten minutes of attempting to sleep, Lola turned so she was facing Chris who lay on his back and smiled seeing him fast asleep, this small smirk at the corner of his mouth evident even from the distance she was from him.

She heard him mumble something as he rolled over onto his side. Leaning in close to him, she heard him repeat it and looked down at him in shock. He had not just said her name. Her friend was dreaming about her? But wait- she felt his hand grip her hip suddenly and smiled suddenly. So her friend didn't bat for the other team, he just didn't know how to speak his mind. That revelation shocked her beyond words and Lola decided after months, no- years of pent-up frustration she was going to show, well help is more the right choice of words, him fulfil his little dream.

Looking at where his boxers sat down low on those gorgeously toned hips of his, Lola covered his hand with her own, sliding it up his forearm and bicep before curling round his neck and leaning forward to kiss him softly. He was dreaming, but that didn't mean she couldn't take some advantage of the situation and he really never needed to know. She just had to be careful.

Lola bit her lip as she felt Chris move beneath her. She didn't want to wake him as he more than liked his dream but well if he could dream about her than she was going to use his dream to take some advantage, if he woke up, he woke up to a nice surprise. Lifting her shirt up, she raised it up over her head and tossed it across the bed.

She looked down when he gripped her arms roughly and suddenly yanked her down into a heated kiss. Lola would've pulled back only he let her go, his hands grabbing her ass firmly. She had figured Sabin could be hands on but seriously he groped in his sleep. She laughed softly as he mumbled out a right there and wondered just what on earth he was dreaming of her doing. "What would you like me to do, Chris?" she asked him, not expecting him to answer.

"God, just get my boxers off," he grumbled back to her and Lola looked at him, making sure he was asleep by touching his cheek gently. Oh yeah, he was out of it entirely. Perfect.

She leaned down over him, kissing him gently, like she was a ghost over the top of him and she felt him smile against her sweetly. In his sleep his responses were totally Sabin. She had heard of how Shelley usually made him sleep on the couch for this particular reason but hadn't figured it was true considering the boys did joke a lot about that type of stuff.

Lola continuously checked to make sure he was asleep as she trailed her fingers down his chest, feeling him shiver under her touch and his stomach dipped in as she passed over it and went straight to where the band of his boxers sat on the v-lines of his hips. Tucking her fingers in there, she teasingly ran her fingers beneath the band and felt his hand grabbed her thigh roughly in his grip.

Biting on her lip, Lola decided that she started this and was going to finish it and started to pull his boxers down, catching his briefs to and pulling them with the shiny material. Lola blushed heavily as she realised that she had never seen Chris naked before and as she dropped the articles of clothing to the floor, she was now partially thankful for how the darkness covered him in certain areas, but not completely and Lola quirked an eyebrow at him and crawled over him.

She stopped when she was at his belly and pressed kisses around his naval, hearing him draw insharp breaths made her smirk. Who would've thought she was daring enough too practically basically molest her best friend in his sleep- then again, was he really objecting to it though?

Trailing a hand up his toned and tanned skin had him shuddering and considering she was distracted and not paying attention to his face, Lola never saw Chris' eyes flicker open and look down at her. He brought his hand up to her hair and fisted a handful of it, dropping his head back and moaning softly as her lips slowly worked. He felt her stop. Playing it safe, Chris pretended to still be fast asleep and only dreaming, muttering out a curse though sharply, bucking his hips up in reaction to her torture on him.

Ten minutes later, Chris was still feigning, despite that was hard to do when Lola had straddled him and started to ride him the way she was. He wanted to roll her down onto her back, show her he was awake and finish things, but he had a feeling doing that wouldn't end in a happy way for either of them.

He was trying everything and anything to keep himself from making too much noise, but that was hard considering what was currently happening.

Lola's breathe came in pants and gasps as she tried hard to keep herself from waking Chris up. The man had to sleep like a log to stay asleep during this. She shut her eyes tightly and didn't see the slight smile pull at the corner of his mouth as she braced her hands against his chest, nor did she hear him grunt much louder than before hand as his back arched up from the bed in a total abandonment of keeping control of himself.

Chris woke up the next morning alone in bed. Lifting his head up, he looked round. Lola wasn't anywhere in sight. Groaning he fisted a handful of his bedraggled hair and rolled over onto his back, the blankets twisted round into his hips and thighs. Realising he was completely naked, Chris smiled suddenly.

He let out a contented sigh before reaching over to check the cloak. Jumping up and grabbing his clothes, he told himself it was nine forty and he needed to find Lola.

Lola jumped when she felt arms slide round her neck from behind as she sat in the make-up chair. Chris smiled at her through the mirror before kissing the corner of her mouth. She blushed suddenly, grateful no one else was in there at that moment. "Morning, te amo."

She stopped and turned her head, only to be pulled into a smouldering kiss. "Chris?" she whispered against him.

"Shouldn't have waited so long to say something, baby girl," he told her when she cupped his cheek and he pulled back a little.

"You- you were awake?" she murmured and looked away embarrassed and upset. "I- I'm sorry- You- You- were- drea-dreaming and I- I'm so sorry."

Chris made her look at him and kissed her lips sweetly. "I said te amo for a reason, Lola."

"But- I thought..." she trailed off, feeling like a fool.

He chuckled. "I'm not gay. I was just- let's just say- I am a moron for not asking you to go out with me sooner." He pulled her into another kiss. "Next time though, wake me up so I can enjoy the encounter all the more."

Lola blushed heavily and smiled slightly. "You want a repeat?"

Chris smirked and dipped her back suddenly just as the door opened and Angelina and company came in. "Only if I get to be the one whose awake," he told her just before he kissed her passionately. Lola sunk her fingers into his hair and murmured against him, te amo.