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theeverdream) wrote2011-06-10 10:54 pm
theeverdream) wrote2011-06-10 10:54 pm
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WIP Away From This Place part 3b and c (rest soon)
part 1
part 3a
- part 3 b -
Danny expects to see stars but Steve's adjusted the telescope to point at something more amazing. Across the water, on the horizon, the city sits like a princess's crown, shining and wonderful. He could stand like this all night looking.
Steve's voice is in his ear: "She's beautiful, Danny. And we saved her. You and me, we helped save her." And that's like a breath of the freshest, purest air after being stuck underground for too many nights. It's a moment of peace and understanding, a glimpse at the biggest possible picture.
He takes a deep breath and turns around, a "thank you" on his lips; later he won't remember if he managed to say it because the emotions on Steve's face... even in the dim light they're impossible to miss, impossible not to get caught up in, even if (or especially because) they're not quite identifyable.
Danny takes a deep breath again.
"So, I, uh," Steve says, "haven't gotten to see yours."
Danny wasn't expecting the moment of silence to be broken quite like that. "What?" he demands, shaking his head, confused and wishing he weren't.
"You said you'd seen mine," Steve explains, "in the showers."
And Danny definitely wasn't expecting his offhand remark to resurface. Steve doesn't seem like one of those guys who has problems with that type of teasing and his face isn't currently radiating hostility but you never know, and Danny starts to splutter.
"I was kidding, I haven't -- "
"Well I'm not."
Oh.
Steve continues, voice low and intimate, demanding and requesting all at once, "Let me see your cock, Danny."
- part 3 c -
So that's what he... really?
A thousand things stir in Danny's head but before he can put words to any of them there's a beautiful man on his knees in front of him, looking up at him through long eyelashes and hope.
He's always admired male attractiveness and isn't afraid to admit that to himself, but a long time analyzing what's inside his head has allowed Danny to figure out that, for him, attraction to a man's nice face and strong arms doesn't equal sexual attraction. He needs to be honest, so he manages to get out the words I don't do guys, matter-of-factly and soft.
But Steve's already leaning towards him like he's got his own gravity, and "all you have to do," he says, "is let me. I'll take care of myself, just. Please."
part 3a
- part 3 b -
Danny expects to see stars but Steve's adjusted the telescope to point at something more amazing. Across the water, on the horizon, the city sits like a princess's crown, shining and wonderful. He could stand like this all night looking.
Steve's voice is in his ear: "She's beautiful, Danny. And we saved her. You and me, we helped save her." And that's like a breath of the freshest, purest air after being stuck underground for too many nights. It's a moment of peace and understanding, a glimpse at the biggest possible picture.
He takes a deep breath and turns around, a "thank you" on his lips; later he won't remember if he managed to say it because the emotions on Steve's face... even in the dim light they're impossible to miss, impossible not to get caught up in, even if (or especially because) they're not quite identifyable.
Danny takes a deep breath again.
"So, I, uh," Steve says, "haven't gotten to see yours."
Danny wasn't expecting the moment of silence to be broken quite like that. "What?" he demands, shaking his head, confused and wishing he weren't.
"You said you'd seen mine," Steve explains, "in the showers."
And Danny definitely wasn't expecting his offhand remark to resurface. Steve doesn't seem like one of those guys who has problems with that type of teasing and his face isn't currently radiating hostility but you never know, and Danny starts to splutter.
"I was kidding, I haven't -- "
"Well I'm not."
Oh.
Steve continues, voice low and intimate, demanding and requesting all at once, "Let me see your cock, Danny."
- part 3 c -
So that's what he... really?
A thousand things stir in Danny's head but before he can put words to any of them there's a beautiful man on his knees in front of him, looking up at him through long eyelashes and hope.
He's always admired male attractiveness and isn't afraid to admit that to himself, but a long time analyzing what's inside his head has allowed Danny to figure out that, for him, attraction to a man's nice face and strong arms doesn't equal sexual attraction. He needs to be honest, so he manages to get out the words I don't do guys, matter-of-factly and soft.
But Steve's already leaning towards him like he's got his own gravity, and "all you have to do," he says, "is let me. I'll take care of myself, just. Please."
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(Sorry it took me so long to see this - I was away yesterday, eep!)
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And no apologies necessary! I was totally not worried that you wouldn't see it.
The porn, the porn. It's totally coming, pun intended. :D