All Work and No Play Make Tom a Dull Boy [3/?]
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Tom slings his bag onto the dining room table as the door clicks shut loudly behind him. His day has been way too stressful, with Cara making sex puns about him and Danny all fucking afternoon, and it's finally nice to just get home. He can smell coffee in the kitchen and smiles instinctively - there always was a reason why he loved this boy.
Tom rushes into the kitchen and plants a quick kiss on Danny's cheek and leaps up onto the counter, sitting on the edge with his legs dangling off. Danny smiles at him and hands him a mug of freshly brewed coffee.
"Did we have a good day?" Danny asks, leaning against Tom's sprawled out legs, fixating himself in the groove of his thighs. Tom frowns.
"Actually, no, today was shit."
Danny frowns and takes Tom's free hand into his own, examining each of his fingers, one by one before kissing them all. "Why?"
Tom draws his hand back sharply, an exassperated look sprawled across his features.
"Because, Daniel. Cara snuck a peek at the security tapes when she got in this morning and saw us..." Tom's eyes shifted, "..having sex."
Danny snorts slightly and smiles wide, "And that's bad?"
With a nod, Tom sighs, "Cara was making cunning remarks all day. She wouldn't give me a break." Tom looked away from Danny and pouted just a little.
"What else is bothering you?"
"..." Tom shakes his head, "You - didn't come to the store for lunch today."
"Aww," Danny says, "I'm sorry, love," he adds, kissing Tom gently on the lips for a long moment. They break apart after the moment, but Danny sees that Tom still looks unsatisfied. "What's the matter now?"
"Don't think you're going to get off that easy."
Danny rolls his eyes and kisses Tom's neck tenderly, dragging his teeth softly against Tom's flesh.
Tom wraps his arms around Danny's neck, setting his coffe down, but still frowns, "Sex doesn't count."
Danny pulls away, Tom's frown contagiously spreading to his face as he watches the older male. "Why not?"
"Because I get sex every night."
"Then what do you suppose I do to make up for my absence today?" Danny muses.
Tom ponders a moment, picking up his coffee, and takes another sip. "Hm, that is a very good question, Daniel. A very good question, indeed."
There a silence between the two for a good ten seconds before Danny speaks up.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Don't count on it." Tom replies, hopping down from the counter and walking away.
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"Toom."
Tom groans as someone nudges him.
"Thoomaas."
"No." He adds, curtly.
"Thomas, get up."
"Go fall down and elevator shaft, Daniel."
Danny laughs quietly and crawls in bed next to Tom, wrapping his arms around him as his snuggles against his chest. Danny smiles and kisses the top of Tom's head.
"I planned something today."
Tom groans again, snuggling deeper into the planes of Danny's bare chest. "Does it involve me getting out of bed?"
Danny scoffs and strokes Tom's hair gently. "You get up every Saturday morning to watch cartoons, so how is this any different?"
"Cause it's not cartoons."
"Don't forget the sugary cereal."
"Right." Tom nods, smiling.
"..." Danny watches him, "So are you going to get up?"
"It depends. What are you forcing me to do today that I couldn't do tomorrow."
"Making up for not taking you to lunch yesterday." Danny muses lightly, pushing Tom's messed up hair back.
Tom frowns, "And why - exactly, can't I do whatever that is tomorrow?"
"Because I arranged it for today." Danny says, pulling Tom's arms from around him and standing up. "Get dressed, Tommyboy, you're in for a big day."
Danny smiles and pulls a shirt over his head, walking out of the room.
On a last whim, Tom picks up his pillow and launches it at a lauhing Danny.
No sex in this part D: Sorry, guys. But more soon, of course. Because the Flones is too hot to deny ;D