I own nothing and no one, sad face :(

Soft sighs and low moans were the only sounds echoing around the room over the showers water falling over the two bodies in its stream. Curses muttered every now and then in a thick Canadian accent at the change of pace being set. Bodies mingling in the ancient dance of passion. He could feel the tightness in his body as he looked down at the blue-eyed woman moaning for more. Her eyes open and look up at him in lust filled glances before closing again in bliss. They were almost ready to burst, he could feel it one more good thrust and…

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Damn clock," an angry growl could be heard from under the pillow. Getting up he tries to remember more of the dream.

They started about two months ago and he still didn't know any more about the girl then they would meet and sleep together. And don't get him wrong it wasn't the fact that he was have wet dreams about a girl he's never met before, it's the fact that the dream always ends before they're done.

Growling in frustration he grabs some clothes and heads to take a cold shower and get ready for the long day ahead before he can come back to bed and see his blue-eyed beauty again.

I know its short but it's just the start, tell me what you think. :)