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July 14, 2003

Lexx had allowed himself to be too caught up in the dream and his own emotions, but now, he knew he was pushing things. He had allowed himself a kiss, but still had not received a full response to his question. A few more seconds. "Chel,…"  Lexx took a moment to catch is breath, "As much,… as much as I want that always,"  And he really, really did.  He wanted to kiss her again and again and for a brief moment, entertained the idea of just letting her do whatever she wanted with him.  'You do not belong here."  That idea was pushed away abruptly.  What he had done was bad enough.  "You don't." "It's a dream,"  Chel laughed playfully, rubbing her cheek against Lexx's.  That felt good.  The warm touch of affectionate contact.  That was something Lexx could not remember ever feeling.  "There's no place in my dreams that I do not belong." "And if this is my dream?" "I want to be in your dream."  She was resting her head against his shoulder now. "I have nightmares, Chel,"  Lexx was having a hard time containing his strongest emotions.  The kiss had not been as simple of a thing as he had convinced himself it was.  Instead of releasing a little bit of pressure, it threatened to allow more than he wanted to let go of.  "I live a nightmare." "Dreams and nightmares eventually end,…"  Chel's voice was muffled.  "We all wake up." 'How true that is,'  Riley inched his way behind Lexx.  He did not want to enter the relay.  That would be too disruptive for Chel, although at the moment, he considered jumping in and smacking Lexx as hard as he could.  He was barely keeping himself from lunging across the room and physically removing Lexx as roughly as possible. Riley was very slow to anger on most things, but this, had him shaking with rage and the desire to severely hurt Lexx.  How could he?

2 thoughts on “July 14, 2003

  1. I guess it’s not ‘according to plan’ after all. Well, Lexx’s in for an earful…or worse.

  2. Riley, please severely hurt Lexx. He really crossed a line,

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