John

[london_spy]

Danny had been thinking about texting John all day, but as the sun vanished beyond the horizon he finally sat down on the edge of the bed with his phone. He wrote a message- Then deleted it. Then another, which he also deleted.

Finally he wrote something he didn't hate.

<i>Come over.</i>

Two words, nothing more. He just hoped John replied.

Comments

[london_spy]

"Our lips would be very sore," Danny teased, though he was in no rush to move things along.

[petty_dabbler]

"A price I'm willing to pay," he smiled. He kissed him again, that smile still curving his mouth. He went slowly, trying to avoid Danny's prophecy.

[london_spy]

"I feel like I hardly know you still," Danny confessed between kisses. "I want to know you."

[petty_dabbler]

JOhn kissed hima couple more times, then pulled back.

""What do you want to know?" he asked.

[london_spy]

"I dunno- What's your favourite food, what werte you like in school- What are your hobbies? I dunno- I just want to know you," Danny shrugged.

[petty_dabbler]

"Oh, you want the boring bits," he chuckled.

[london_spy]

"I do," Danny said, tugging at John's shirt lightly.

[petty_dabbler]

"I like vanilla ice cream," he offered. "I used to be in a punk band. And I really want to get you undressed..."

[london_spy]

"Can I hear your old music one day?" Danny asked.

[petty_dabbler]

"If you really need to, it's on Spotify," he laughed. "I'll pull it up for you later."

[london_spy]

"It's not need. It's want. I want to hear it," Danny said softly.

[petty_dabbler]

"You're welcome to," he smiled. "You might actually be the first person who wants to listen to Mucous Membrane."

[london_spy]

Danny laughed warmly at that.

"Yeah? Maybe I'll end up being your biggest fan. You'll have to dig up a t-shirt for me," he teased.

[petty_dabbler]

"Now that'd be vintage fashion," he chuckled. "Why you so interested?"

[london_spy]

"Because I want to know you," Danny said honestly.

[petty_dabbler]

"You already know the big secret. Everything else is gilding," he promised.

[london_spy]

"That's the best part though," Danny insisted, nipping at John's jaw.

[petty_dabbler]

His breath hitched but he softly laughed it away.

"Guess half the fun will be interesting you on the daily, then," he grinned.

[london_spy]

Danny hummed in agreement, kissing where his teeth had playfully scraped over skin before leaning away.

[petty_dabbler]

"God, your lips are wicked," he breathed, clutching at Danny to keep him close as he could.

[london_spy]

"Oh?" Danny asked, his voice a low rumble.

[petty_dabbler]

"Ohyeah," he exhaled. "You could make me do anything...just don't stop."

[london_spy]

Danny moved closer again, settling half on the other man's lap as he kissed him softly.

[petty_dabbler]

John, you're so fucking stupid. The spirit was the least of what you're going to bring down on him.

John met his softness and kissed him harder, as if that might get Chas to shut up and let him enjoy this.

[london_spy]

Danny gasped in surprise, but chased the harder kiss with passion. Kissing John was good. It was easy. It felt good too.