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Chapter Eleven

Bad Dreams
Klaus had taken Doctor Westphal�s advice and gotten in touch with a few support groups. Some were more helpful than others. The key piece of advice he received was to not blame the victim. He already knew this, but still kept in mind. There had already been times when Dorian had stated that the attack was his fault. That if he hadn�t been at the cabin, it wouldn�t�ve happened, and so on. Klaus had made certain to correct him each time, laying the blame squarely on the shoulders of the two animals he discovered raping the bound and helpless Earl when he arrived.
Dorian had experienced nightmares since the attack, but never seemed able to remember them. He would just wake up soaked in sweat and terrified. The hospital staff had done what they could without much success, and medications did not seem to help either. Doctor Westphal speculated that the memories were trying to break through, but the Earl was obviously not able, or not willing, to face them.
Dorian had lain awake a long time after Klaus drifted off to sleep. He just watched the beautiful man sleeping beside him, unable to believe the incredible story he�d been told. Unable to believe that they had been lovers for ten years and he had blocked it out. Unable to believe they were lovers now!
When Dorian finally snuggled up against Klaus, he felt like crying again when the man smiled in his sleep and wrapped an arm around him automatically.
�I love you, Klaus,� he whispered, kissing him on the mouth.
Klaus gave a contented sigh, returning the kiss. �I love you, too,� he said softly before settling into sleep again.
Dorian froze, his eyes wide. I did not hear that. I did not just hear that. He could not prevent the tears that finally made their way from his eyes. Nor did he remember dropping off to sleep.

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�Dorian! Dorian, wake up!�
Dorian�s eyes snapped open, but he did not really see Klaus as he tried to shake him awake. He started to fight and then screamed in terror when Klaus took hold of his wrists.
�Dorian! For God�s sake, wake up!�
It was the stinging pain on his cheek that finally brought the Earl back to reality. He stared up at Klaus a full second before he was sitting up and clinging to him, breathing heavily. �Oh, God, Major, make it stop.�
Klaus closed his eyes and held the trembling man tightly. �I wish I could,� he said quietly. �Do you remember what you were dreaming?�
Dorian shook his head. �Just�terror. It was like�� He sighed heavily. �I felt�trapped. That�s the only way to describe it.�
Klaus nodded but did not press further. Doctor Westphal had stressed that Dorian needed to take this at his own pace. The memories were definitely trying to break through. Klaus wondered if they were of his own attack on the Earl, or the recent, more violent one. The former would be considerably easier to deal with.
�What time is it?�
Klaus glanced at the clock and groaned inwardly. �It�s too bloody early,� he replied vaguely.
Dorian groaned. �I�m sorry I woke you. Now you�ll never get back to sleep again.�
Klaus blinked and looked into the Earl�s face. �How do you know that?�
�What?�
�That I won�t go back to sleep now?�
�Well, you never�� Dorian�s voice trailed off and he gave the officer a startled look. �I don�t know. I just�� His eyes grew wide. �Klaus, does that mean I�m remembering?�
Klaus shook his head. �I don�t know.� He laid down again, pulling Dorian down beside him. �It�s too bloody cold to be sitting up like that,� he grumbled, yanking the blankets up. He threw a glance over to the wall. �I should�ve turned that heater on last
night.�
Dorian giggled in spite of himself. �I thought heat and cold were a matter of discipline, Major,� he said playfully.
�I�m not freezing my ass off if I don�t have to,� Klaus replied with an indignant snort.
Dorian could not help but laugh at the other man�s expression. �You�ll never get used to sleeping nude, will you?� The words were scarcely out of his mouth when he realized what he had said. Then he laughed again. �Oh, Klaus, I think I am remembering.� He gave his lover a quick kiss and then he grinned devilishly. �Perhaps it was worth a nightmare.�
Klaus�s eyes flickered. �If it�s all the same to you, I�d rather you remembered at a decent hour.�
�Oh!� Dorian flopped down, turned his back on him, and snuggled down into the blankets, stealing most of them in the process. �Fine. I�ll go back to sleep then,� he said in mock indignation. The smile on his face widened as Klaus snuggled up against him, wrapping an arm around his waist. He felt the unmistakable hardness of a morning erection and wiggled his bare ass against it.
�Dorian��
�Well, if you�re not gonna go back to sleep�� the Earl said playfully.
Klaus started to nuzzle at Dorian�s neck. �Okay, I guess since I�m already up��
Dorian burst out laughing when this remark was punctuated by the sizeable erection nudging against his wiggling ass. �When did you get a sense of humor?�
�Ten years ago.�
Dorian rolled over to look at him, his eyes misting over.
Klaus sighed heavily. �How am I supposed to fuck you like a man when you keep crying like a woman?�
�Oh, you beast!� Dorian hit Klaus�s chest with his fist, which only caused him to laugh. �I�ll show you! I�m gonna ride you like a Derby champion.� He tried to climb onto Klaus only to be stopped by a firm hand.
�No,� Klaus said firmly. �It�s too soon.�
�Klaus��
�Nein. You�re still healing. And I�m�� Klaus sighed, and wondered if his face was flushing. �I was difficult for you to handle the first few times.�
Dorian�s eyes flickered. �Oh, I can�t wait to get better now.�
Klaus grinned and lay back again, pulling the Earl on top of him and spreading his legs at the same time. �You do me,� he said, giving the stunned Dorian a quick kiss.
�You mean it?�
�Yes.�
While Dorian retrieved the lubricant and a towel, Klaus turned on the heater, much to his lover�s amusement. Then they returned to their previous positions and Dorian pulled the blankets up over his shoulders, tenting the pair in bed. He moved down, kissing Klaus�s chest, then his stomach. Then he had a slick finger inside him and watched as the man arched his back and drew a deep breath. After a few minutes of preparation, Dorian moved forward again, applying lubricant to his erection and giving a gentle thrust. Klaus gave a low moan of pleasure, and wrapped his legs around his lover.
Dorian closed his eyes as the heat of the other man surrounded him. He still could not believe he was doing this with Klaus. That the man wanted him to do it, had asked him to do it. He started to slowly glide in and out, his mind still unable to get past the concept that he was not with a virgin lover. Then Klaus was seamlessly
matching his movements, and it became clear that they had done this numerous times before.
Dorian leaned on his hands, feeling Klaus�s magnificent erection brushing against his skin. He thought he should take it in his hands, but selfishly wanted to concentrate on what his was doing. The feel of being inside the man adored. Klaus did not seem to mind. In fact, he seemed just as lost in the moment, his head back, his eyes closed. My beautiful, darling Major, how could I have forgotten all this? You�re so perfect.
As Klaus matched his movements, Dorian found himself increasing the speed of his thrusts, driving Klaus mad with pleasure at the same time. He was moaning loudly, bucking up under him, his hands at the Earl�s hips.
�Gott, Dorian,� Klaus gasped out, �das ist so gut.�
This only served to spur Dorian on until they were both gasping for breath. Suddenly Klaus was writhing beneath the onslaught, his grip on the Earl tightening further. It�s only a matter of time, Dorian thought, a smile coming to his face when his lover climaxed with a loud groan. This was enough to send Dorian over the edge and he drew a sharp breath, giving a final thrust into Klaus as he came himself, empty himself deep inside his body. �Oh, Klaus, you�re fantastic!� he cried as Klaus wrapped his legs around him, locking him against his body.
Klaus pulled the Earl down, kissing him passionately, his hands tangling in his soft curls. He practically overwhelmed Dorian as he became completely lost in their joint orgasm. It had been a long time for both of them. Then Dorian collapsed on top of him, and he took him in his arms, wishing the moment would not end.
For it to end would mean they would have to go back to reality. And reality had proven to be very ugly of late.

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�Now, why can�t I dream about this?� Dorian asked as he looked down at the lake. �This is just so�beautiful.� The day was clear and bright, the sun sparkling off of the water.
Klaus gave him a knowing smile. It was like going back in time watching the Earl taking everything in again. It seemed as though Dorian was reliving their first visit all over again, unlocking little memories as he did so. Unlike their first time at the cabin, however, the leaves were no longer green but were now ablaze with autumn colors. Dorian had often remarked on how exquisitely beautiful the area was in the fall. He had even considered hiring someone to paint it for him, but had always reconsidered because it would mean sharing this sanctuary with someone else.
Dorian turned back to Klaus, his eyes sparkling. �I�m so glad you decided to become patient instead of killing me,� he said happily, planting a kiss on the officer�s cheek. Then he froze, his eyes wide.
�What�s wrong?�
�I�um, oh, God�� Dorian said in a small voice, a hand going to his mouth.
Klaus�s eyes narrowed. �What have you remembered?�
�I�� Dorian shook his head. �It�s more feelings than memories. For a second, I thought you�d be angry with me for kissing you.�
Klaus nodded. �That first time� You were afraid I�d be angry then, too.�
�And were you?�
�No.� Klaus met the Earl�s inquiring gaze, reached a hand behind his neck, and pulled him close. �I�m not angry now, either,� he said before gently kissing him.

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