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Forbidden Angel	By : DarkAngel30 Category: A through F > Artemis Fowl Views: 11421 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Artemis Fowl book series, nor any of the characters from it. They are the property of Eoin Colfer. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Hello, hopefully, the sex will be next chapter but this chapter has some stuff in it too. Well, on with the story.
Chapter 3: A Dream or a Nightmare?
Later that night, Holly left the bedroom, hoping to get something to eat since she hadn’t eaten anything all day. She crept downstairs, careful not to trip since all the lights were out and everyone was asleep, or so she thought. Holly made her way downstairs, arriving in the kitchen. When she reached the door, she froze. She could see Artemis sitting at the table. Not wanting to disturb him, she made to turn around but at that moment he looked up, directly at her.
‘Holly?’ he said quietly as she looked at him. ‘What are you doing?’
‘I… Well, I was hungry and I wanted to get something to eat.’
‘Oh, right, do you want me to get you something?’
She nodded and Artemis stood up, he started pulling things out of the fridge and cupboards. ‘Do you want some toast or something?’
‘Yes, please.’ He made himself busy getting them both food. ‘What are you doing down here anyway?’
‘Oh, I was just thinking.’
Holly was instantly curious. ‘’Bout what?’
‘Nothing, just things,’ he replied evasively. He turned around at that moment and put some pieces of toast onto a plate. He then pulled out some butter and jam. While they ate, they kept silent but in their minds it was a different matter. Artemis was trying to figure out what had upset Holly earlier when he tried to kiss her and Holly was having a mental battle, one side trying to convince her to be with Artemis and the other trying to fight back. They finished their food in silence and soon they were both making their way upstairs to their bedrooms. Holly reached her bedroom door and turned to Artemis.
‘G’night.’
‘Night,’ the boy replied as she disappeared into her room. He sighed heavily and made his way down the corridor to his own room. There, he undressed and put on his pyjamas and then sank into his bed. Minutes later he was asleep and dreaming.
(A/N: This is the dream now.)
Holly and Artemis were in his bedroom, both staring into space. Both thinking. Artemis was sitting on his bed, his back leaning against his pillows and Holly was sitting in front of him. Suddenly, Holly sprang at Artemis, landing on him and forcing him back into the pillows. Her knees were clamped firmly at his sides and he found that apart from his arms, he was unable to move. He was extremely surprised and confused.
‘Holly, what the hell are you doing?’ he asked, slightly annoyed but not really minding her being on top of him.
‘Having some fun.’
‘What? Holly, get off me,’ he said as he pushed at her, trying to force her off of him. He couldn’t budge her though, he didn’t have enough strength, plus he wasn’t really trying to get her off.
‘I don’t want to,’ she said smiling slyly.
‘Holly, I’m telling you to get off, now get off,’ Artemis replied with not much conviction. She didn’t move off him though, instead, she leaned forward and began to nibble on his ear lobe. ‘What are you doing?’ he asked again in barely a whisper. All Artemis could do was look straight ahead but at that moment, Holly’s breasts were right in front of his face. It also didn’t help matters that the nightdress she was wearing was a dark green colour and was see-through and didn’t cover much of her skin. He could clearly see the shape and curve of her breasts and her nipples through what little fabric there was on her.
‘I told you, having some fun,’ she said as she stopped biting at his ear and ran her hands along the black satin top he was wearing. She began to unbutton it but he grabbed her arms to stop her. ‘Relax,’ she whispered, ‘I don’t bite.’ He obeyed and released her arms as she continued to undo his shirt. Soon it was open, revealing his bare and lightly muscled chest. She ran her hands along it, moving them and herself down until she reached the black corduroy pants he had on. She moved her hands down again and they brushed against his groin. She heard a sharp intake of breath and grinned at the man above her. She tugged at the pants and they slid off easily, revealing his boxers, which she also pulled down. Again she smiled, this time at his straining erection. She grasped it in supple fingers and lowered her mouth to it. Clamping her lips around it, she began to suck, moving her mouth slowly up and down it, using her tongue to massage it as she moved.
Meanwhile, Artemis was having the time of his life as the red haired elf below moved her head up and down in a rhythm, gaining speed. Holly continued and more gasps and moans of pleasure escaped the boy’s mouth as he whispered words, which she barely heard. ‘God, Holly,’ suddenly escaped his mouth as he came closer to perfection. Soon, when Artemis thought he could take it no more and was practically screaming out Holly’s name, he awoke sweating heavily in bed with his groin hard.
As Artemis tried to shake the dream from his head, he heard a knock at his door. ‘Come in,’ he said, expecting to see Butler but instead he saw Holly and remembered that Butler wasn’t there. The pretty elf was wearing a green tank top and grey pants and her auburn hair was slightly ruffled from sleep. She looked at him with her hazel eyes that were partially glazed from sleep.
‘Are you all right?’ she asked quietly.
‘Yeah, I’m fine.’
‘Did you have a bad dream? I heard you moaning and moving around.’
‘Yeah but I’m OK. Go back to sleep,’ he said, still a little shook up from the dream. He didn’t want to see Holly right now, he might do something that he would regret later and that would completely ruin their friendship and he didn’t want that. While he was thinking this, Holly had closed the door behind her and crept to her own room, leaving Artemis to his thoughts. Another thought popped into his head of what Holly had said. Did he really believe that that erotic dream had been a nightmare and not his subconscious providing his mind with the images he desired were real? He shook his head again. He didn’t want to think about that, he didn’t want to think about Holly in that way. That she was merely pleasure to him and nothing more. He knew that she was more than that to him, that maybe he even loved her. But, he told himself, from the way she acted earlier, she doesn’t feel like that about me.
Artemis got up from his bed and made his way over to his laptop computer. He booted it up and soon his fingers were flying over the keyboard as he typed in his diary.
(A/N: Next part is what he typed on his laptop after the dream.)
Artemis Fowl II, Diary.
Just now, I awoke from an erotic dream about my one of my best friends, Holly. She has no knowledge of my feelings for her, apart from a kiss we shared. I know what I want, I know why I had this dream but it is impossible for me to satisfy myself when Holly has made it perfectly clear that she doesn’t feel the same. It is almost maddening to feel this way and not being able to do anything about it. This feels like more than just lust and sometimes I wonder if I do love Holly. From what I know, these feelings and desires cannot be catalogued and treated as if they are some disease. At times I feel for sure that I am in love, just looking into her hazel eyes, I know and my desires increase. But I know if I were to act on my desires then it would be rash and I may loose Holly forever. I do not wish this to happen. I have known Holly since I was twelve and in this time we have become close friends and even though I want it to be more than that, it seems more likely each day that this will never come to be. If I were to just take her as my feelings urge me to do, I would loose her and she would never look let alone talk to me again. If these feelings of passion do not leave me, I may go mad. It is a constant torment and joy to have Holly in my life. On one side, she is one of my best friends and she helps me often but on the other, she is a constant reminder of what I love but cannot have. She’s a tease in my eyes, put there just so I can suffer, knowing she would never be mine. Sometimes I feel like putting a gun to my head and pulling the trigger, knowing these things but in the end, I would regret it. That I would never be able to correct it and then I would leave my friends to pick up the pieces of my broken life. Then there are my parents. If I were to commit suicide, if there is an after life, I would never be able to look at them again. These are probably the only reasons why I haven’t done it yet, apart from my common sense. I am far too intelligent to let myself fall so far as to believe there is nothing left for me to live for.

End of Entry.
Artemis sighed again as he got up from his chair after shutting down his laptop, his thoughts still on what he had written. Also, another reason why he hadn’t committed suicide, even though he would never admit it, was because he was afraid. Afraid of what would happen after, if there ever was an after. Afraid that if there is a hell, that he would go there. Afraid that he would never again be happy and be able to look around him and see the people that he cared for. Artemis made his way back into his bed and after hours of thinking, finally felt into a dreamless sleep.
A/N: How was that chapter? Please let me know, I love reviews and creative criticism.
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