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.

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[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.

[petty_dabbler]

John pushed his fingers into Danny's hair and kissed until he was breathless.

"Jesus," he gasped as he pulled back a little. "The things I want to do with you..."

[london_spy]

Danny moaned a little, stroking John's cheek and then resting his forehead against the other man's as he nodded a little in agreement.

[petty_dabbler]

He let a hand slide down, following Danny's backbone all the way to the curve of his ass.

"I feel like I'm fifteen," he chuckled. "I think about you and..."

He looked into Danny's eyes and smiled.

"You are so hot."

[london_spy]

Danny laughed a bit, smiling and stealing another kiss.

"I think you're beautiful," he murmured.

[petty_dabbler]

"I always have to fall for liars, " he quipped. "But it's kind of you to say."

Life had not been kind and John showed every second of his age and then some. Grey was lightening the temples and he had deep lines around his eyes. It had been the majority of a day and he already had a bit of stubble.

[london_spy]

"Beautiful," Danny replied firmly, kissing him again.

[petty_dabbler]

When Danny insisted, John almost believed it. He definitely felt it.

"You want to go to bed?" John mumbled into the kiss.

[london_spy]

"Always," Danny said honestly, stealing another kiss.

[petty_dabbler]

"We'll never get there if you don't stop," he teased, even as he ran his hands over Danny's body, not actually letting him go.

[london_spy]

"You're the wizard, can't you teleport us there?" Danny teased, kissing him again before relenting and moving to get up.

[petty_dabbler]

"If only," he grinned as he reluctantly let go. With no shame at all, John shifted and reached into his pants to adjust his cock. He looked up at Danny with a queer little half smile, obviously smitten.

[london_spy]

Danny chuckled softly, pushing his hair back and offering the other man his hand.

[petty_dabbler]

He took it and pulled himself up. Standing close, John studied him a moment then cracked a grin.

He deserved a little happiness...Chas could go top himself.

"C'mon," he said and slid his hand into Danny's.

[london_spy]

It was a short trip to the bedroom, and Danny looked embarrassed as he moved to quickly clean up a bit.

[petty_dabbler]

While Danny tidied up and cleared off the bed, John kicked off his shoes and started to undress. He watched the man, wondering what someone so young and beautiful would see in him.

He was a disaster...and he knew it.

As he stripped out of his shirt he looked a little shy.

[london_spy]

Danny shoved most of the mess under the bed, then turned and smiled at John.

"I wasn't sure I'd have company," he said awkwardly, his gaze wandering over the other man's body. "Didn't think to clean."

[petty_dabbler]

"Danny, you've been to mine," he chuckled. "A bit of clutter is nothing. Do you want help?"

[london_spy]

Danny relaxed a bit, shaking his head.

"I suppose I just- I thought I'd been growing up, but I'm still... Messy," he finished awkwardly.

[petty_dabbler]

He let his trousers fall and he stepped out of them, taking Danny in his arms.

"Hardly. I promise," he said before kissing him again.

[london_spy]

Danny pulled his own shirt off, then slipped his arms around John in return.

The kiss was a good distraction from his worries and self reflection.

[petty_dabbler]

John moved smoothly to his neck to kiss and lick his way from one spot that made Danny moan to another. His fingers found the man's waistband and pushed them down so he could feel more bare skin.

[london_spy]

Danny gasped, pressing closer and groaning softly.

"John..." he moaned, the word fading into another soft sound of pleasure.

[petty_dabbler]

John tracked down his chest, flicking his tongue against his nipples until each was hard under his tongue. He could taste Danny everywhere and never get tired.