Angelos - Birthday Drabble
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veiledndarknessDaniel/Zavier - Distraction - Gunslinger Plains
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"Y' wouldn't be about t' do what I think you're gonna try, are you?" Daniel asked abruptly, his voice cutting through the silent house.
"Why no," Zavier said. He dropped his hands at his sides and gave Daniel his best innocent grin, all wide eyes. "What would make ya think that?"
"Oh, I don't know," Daniel said. He leaned against the doorway. "Could be that your hands are reachin' for somewhere they ought not to be. Or maybe that look on your face, guilty as sin, you are."
"Me? No, no, you must be mistaken," Zavier said. He stepped away from the wooden trunk, the ornate lid closing behind him. "I was lookin' fer...uh, my hat, yeah, that's right, can't seem to find the damn thing."
"Your hat, is it? At five minutes to midnight?" Daniel said, a smirk curving his mouth. He ran his fingers along his jaw, chuckling. "Zavier, you are a piss poor liar sometimes. I know what you're after and if I catch you peekin' fore I say it's time, your cheeks'll feel the heat for you."
Zavier grinned wider. "Aw Dany, c'mon Sugar, we don't need to wait till the stroke of midnight, now do we? Who made up that stupid superstition anyway?"
Daniel moved from the doorway, the floorboards creaking as he crossed the distance between them. "I tell you what," he said. He nodded to the trunk. "I'll distract you for five minutes, and yeah, then you get what I got hidden, deal?"
Zavier eyed him warily. "Distract me how?" he said.
Daniel smiled and kissed him, his hand cradling Zavier's cheek as they kissed. Zavier groaned, the kiss deepening. Daniel nudged Zavier closer to the bed, his hand stealing under Zavier's shirt, his roughened hands palming over his chest.
Zavier kissed him back fiercely, the two of them rolling on the bed, pinning one, then the other, exchanging heated kisses, their clothes lying in a crumpled heap on the floor beside them. Zavier moaned loudly when Daniel entered him, their bodies moving together, Daniel's name on Zavier's lips.
Daniel pinned Zavier's wrists above his head, each hard stroke stealing his breath. Zavier arched his back up and flipped them over, settling Daniel on him, the slick heat sliding down his length. Daniel moaned then, his shoulders shaking. He leaned down, kissing Zavier as they moved together again, faster, with more need. Zavier gripped Daniel, stroking him as he came, the hot liquid spilling over his fist.
Daniel shuddered, the wet warmth spilling inside him. He dropped onto Zavier's chest, breathing hard. Zavier ran one shaky hand over Daniel's back, kissing his shoulder. "You make a helluva distraction, Sugar," he drawled.
Daniel licked his lips, chuckling. "S'after midnight now, you want your birthday present?"
Zavier shook his head and pulled Daniel close, kissing him slowly. "Nah," he murmured when they parted for breath. "Present can wait. I got you, Dany, s'all I need."
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"Y' wouldn't be about t' do what I think you're gonna try, are you?" Daniel asked abruptly, his voice cutting through the silent house.
"Why no," Zavier said. He dropped his hands at his sides and gave Daniel his best innocent grin, all wide eyes. "What would make ya think that?"
"Oh, I don't know," Daniel said. He leaned against the doorway. "Could be that your hands are reachin' for somewhere they ought not to be. Or maybe that look on your face, guilty as sin, you are."
"Me? No, no, you must be mistaken," Zavier said. He stepped away from the wooden trunk, the ornate lid closing behind him. "I was lookin' fer...uh, my hat, yeah, that's right, can't seem to find the damn thing."
"Your hat, is it? At five minutes to midnight?" Daniel said, a smirk curving his mouth. He ran his fingers along his jaw, chuckling. "Zavier, you are a piss poor liar sometimes. I know what you're after and if I catch you peekin' fore I say it's time, your cheeks'll feel the heat for you."
Zavier grinned wider. "Aw Dany, c'mon Sugar, we don't need to wait till the stroke of midnight, now do we? Who made up that stupid superstition anyway?"
Daniel moved from the doorway, the floorboards creaking as he crossed the distance between them. "I tell you what," he said. He nodded to the trunk. "I'll distract you for five minutes, and yeah, then you get what I got hidden, deal?"
Zavier eyed him warily. "Distract me how?" he said.
Daniel smiled and kissed him, his hand cradling Zavier's cheek as they kissed. Zavier groaned, the kiss deepening. Daniel nudged Zavier closer to the bed, his hand stealing under Zavier's shirt, his roughened hands palming over his chest.
Zavier kissed him back fiercely, the two of them rolling on the bed, pinning one, then the other, exchanging heated kisses, their clothes lying in a crumpled heap on the floor beside them. Zavier moaned loudly when Daniel entered him, their bodies moving together, Daniel's name on Zavier's lips.
Daniel pinned Zavier's wrists above his head, each hard stroke stealing his breath. Zavier arched his back up and flipped them over, settling Daniel on him, the slick heat sliding down his length. Daniel moaned then, his shoulders shaking. He leaned down, kissing Zavier as they moved together again, faster, with more need. Zavier gripped Daniel, stroking him as he came, the hot liquid spilling over his fist.
Daniel shuddered, the wet warmth spilling inside him. He dropped onto Zavier's chest, breathing hard. Zavier ran one shaky hand over Daniel's back, kissing his shoulder. "You make a helluva distraction, Sugar," he drawled.
Daniel licked his lips, chuckling. "S'after midnight now, you want your birthday present?"
Zavier shook his head and pulled Daniel close, kissing him slowly. "Nah," he murmured when they parted for breath. "Present can wait. I got you, Dany, s'all I need."
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