Endings and beginnings Part 2
Author: cindyls1969
Twoshot
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe.
“So fucking beautiful.”
Tom chuckled and Daniel ducked his head, embarrassed at saying it out loud. Tom lifted his face with a soft nudge, kissing him again.
“Don’t be embarrassed Danny. I was thinking the same thing about you.”
“Danny?”
‘Sorry, does it bother you?”
Tom frowned a little as he waited for the answer and Daniel didn’t like that at all. He shook his head, smiled and kissed Tom’s neck, biting a little at the collarbone and then licking away the sting.
“No, I think I like it. No one ever calls me that. Guess they think I’m too stodgy for it.”
Tom laughed and it made Daniel’s heart swell a little. “You are definitely not stodgy love, just a little shy maybe and reserved.”
Daniel was blushing so hard that his ears felt like they were going to go up in flames. Tom hugged him tight, laying his cheek on Daniel’s and the rasp of stubble on stubble made Daniel shiver.
“Tom?”
“Yes Danny?”
“Kiss me again, please?”
“Anything you want love.”
Tom kissed him, harder this time and soon it was a rush of hands all over each other, then Daniel kissing his way down Tom’s throat as those long finger’s tangled in his dark hair. When he made his way down Tom’s chest to a nipple, he licked it, liking the small gasp from above and then sucked it into his mouth.
The skin was soft, hot and tasted amazing on his tongue. When he bit down gently, Tom arched his back and tightened his grip in Daniel’s hair. He didn’t push or pull, just held him there, letting Daniel explore.
Daniel hummed his approval against the sensitive skin and Tom couldn’t take it any more.
He pulled Daniel up, plundering his mouth while pushing him back so he was practically sitting on the back of the sofa. He slid his hands down over the globes of Daniel’s arse and under his thighs. He pulled both legs so they were locked around his waist and smiled into Daniel’s neck when he seemed to understand and wound his arms back around Tom’s neck.
Tom picked him up and started down the hall to his bedroom, stopping every few feet to lean Daniel up against a wall and kiss the hell out of him, rolling their hips together. The smaller man whimpered and clung harder with each thrust.
When the reached the bedroom, Tom gently lowered Daniel to the bed and then reached to turn on the bedside lamp.
The sight that greeted him when he looked back almost made him come in his pants.
Daniel was laying his pillows, shirtless, red marks that he knew would bruises by tomorrow all along his neck and chest. At some point, the button of his jeans had been undone and the sight of the soft black hair that started just below his belly button and disappeared into the vee of his jeans made Tom’s mouth water. Daniel looked wanton and needy and it made his dick twitch in his pants.
“Fuck you’re gorgeous.” Daniel blushed as Tom lowered himself beside him. They rolled to face each other and Tom reached up to stroke Daniel’s cheek.
“This okay?”
Daniel’s smile was dazzling.
“Don’t think there’s anywhere else I’d rather be.
Tom leaned in, kissing Daniel and then grabbed him, pulling him so that he was laying on top of Tom, settling him between his legs.
He pushed his hips up, rubbing their cocks together and Daniel wasn’t sure he was going to live through this if it felt that good through two layers of denim.
“Tom? I want to see you, touch you. Can I.”
Daniel looked as though he was worried that Tom might say no. Tom wasn’t that stupid.
He pushed Daniel back to sit beside him and then unfastened the button of his pants. Then he took Daniels hand and held it to the bulge in the front of them.
“Go ahead, do whatever you want.”
Daniel looked at him dazedly for a second and then squeezed gently, looking up at Tom with wonder as his hips pushed up to meet Daniels hand.
After a few strokes that had Tom biting his lips at the torment, shaky fingers reached for the zipper, pulling it down slowly. Tom groaned in pleasure as the pressure on his cock eased a little.
Daniel’s eye’s darted up to Tom’s face, taking in the gorgeous flush, the sweat making his bangs stick to his brow, the way his long eyelashes brushed against his face. Then blue locks with blue and Daniels breath’s taken away by the want in Tom’s eye’s, along with something else that he doesn’t dare name yet.
Tom surges up, framing Daniel’s face in his hands and kisses him hard, pulling his tongue into this mouth and sucking on it like it was candy. They’re both panting for breath by the time they break and Tom lays back down, waiting for whatever Daniel wants to do next.
Tentative fingers curl into the waistband of Tom’s jeans and then Daniel tugs on the them, trying to get them down. Tom lifted his hips, giving Daniel the room he needs and the pants slide down his legs, taking his underwear with them.
Tom’s cock is almost purple with need and his balls are aching for release, but he lays there, fighting his own body, letting Daniel continue his exploration.
His fingers play in the soft hair below Tom’s navel, following it down but not touching where Tom wants him most. He moves almost without thinking about it, ending up kneeling between Tom’s legs. His soft fingers run over the softness of Tom’s thighs, sliding down between then the touch the softest skin.
“Danny, c’mere.”
Daniel looks up at him, smiling shyly before nodding and stretching up over him. It feels so good to be stretched out over him, Tom’s naked cock pressed against his leg and he can’t wait to feel it against his bare skin.
Tom pulls him down to kiss him and then slides one arm around his shoulders and the other around his waist. He flips over, putting Daniel on the bottom and looks down at him.
“Anything you don’t like, or don’t want, tell me, and I’ll stop. I promise.”
“Okay, but I’m pretty sure that there’s nothing I don’t want from you.”
Tom groaned at the implicit trust in those words. He leans down kissing him deeply, all spit and tongue and christ, it’s fucking marvelous.
He kisses his way down Daniel neck, then pays the same attention to his nipples and torso. Tom catalogues the places that make him squirm and beg, and those that make him giggle because they are almost too ticklish to touch.
He mouths across Daniels flat belly and dips his tongue into his navel, causing the younger man to buck up against him. When his lips meet the waistband of Daniel’s jeans, he looks up at him for permission and gets a nod and a breathy “please” that makes his dick throb.
He undoes them quickly, wishing he had the patience to draw this out, to tease Daniel until he begs, but he doesn’t. He’s been waiting for this for far too long.
Tom pulls off the last of Daniel’s clothes and then looks up to find his arms stretched out in a wordless plea that Tom is helpless to resist.
He slides up the lean body below him, settling between strong thighs, the first touch of bare cock against bare cock was like lightening running up and down both their spines.
When he’s finally face to face, blue eye’s locked together, the trepidation he sees there makes him feel fiercely protective of the smaller man.
“Hi.” Tom speaks first.
“Hi.” Daniel’s blushing and it’s so endearing.
“You doing okay baby?”
Daniel’s breath hitches at the word baby, but then he gives Tom a wondrous smile. “I’m brilliant.”
Tom can’t seem to keep his fingers out of Daniel’s hair, and he cards his fingers through it, the soft strands slipping against his palm like the most intimate of touches.
Tom rocks his hips gently, letting Daniel feel him, feel them rubbing together and he’s gratified by the way the brunettes eye’s roll back in his head.
“Fuck Tom. That feels amazing.”
Tom grins at the tremor in Daniel’s voice. “It does. Danny? What do you want me to do?”
The response is quiet, but comes instantly. “I want you to fuck me.”
Tom takes a deep breath to combat the urge to come right that second. He kisses Daniel again, because he really needs too and then pulls back and looks at him.
“How about I make love to you instead.” He knew that statement gave away too much, but at this point, he was too far gone to care.
Daniel’s hand came up to rest over Tom’s heart while the other curled around his neck. When he looked at Tom, his whole heart was there, open for him to see in his gaze.
“I think I’d like that better.”
Tom smiled, then nipped along Daniel’s jaw, nuzzling in to the soft skin and then reaching over to his night table and opening the drawer. Reaching inside, he finds a bottle of lube and a condom and drops them on the bed beside them.
Reaching down, he grabs Daniel’s legs, pulling them up so that his feet are flat on the bed. Kissing him once more, he starts making his way back down Daniel’s body, remembering all the sensitive places and by the time he reaches his twitching, leaking cock, they are both out of breath.
Grabbing the bottle of slick, Tom pops the cap and drizzles some over a couple of fingers, rubbing it to warm it up before touching Daniel. As he reaches down to slide his fingers along the soft skin behind his balls, he leans down and licks across the head of Daniel’s cock. He tasted of salt and bitter sweet and he couldn’t wait for more.
Tom looks up, making sure he has eye contact and then slides his mouth down Daniel’s cock, making him whimper and moan. He sucks and licks under then head, and Daniel’s hands keep coming up, not knowing where to land. Finally one hand comes down to fist in Tom’s hair while the other twists in the blanket under him.
Tom thinks he’s being sneaky, distracting Daniel with a blow job, but the second he circles that tightly furled muscle with his finger, Daniel bucks up, almost choking Tom.
“Oh god, sorry, fuck.”
Tom pulls off with an obscene pop. “It’s okay sweetheart. I don’t mind.”
He watches as Daniel’s mouth opens in what he is hoping is shocked pleasure as he slides the finger in, stroking him gently on the inside until he loosens enough for Tom’s finger to slide freely.
Daniel is taking gasping breaths and Tom is worried that he’s hurting him.
“Danny, you okay?” His voice is soft, calming and Daniel smiles down at him.
“Yeah, just feels…strange.” Tom can tell he’s trying to figure out if its worth it and it’s at that moment the Tom crooks his finger and finds Daniel’s prostate.
“Ohmyfuckinggod.” It all comes out as one word, and Tom presses against the bundle of nerves again, just to hear him babble some more.
And he does. Tom keeps working him, adding another finger and stretching him some more, determined to make it all as pleasant as possible for Daniel.
When he’s finally got three finger plunging in and out of him, and Daniel is thrusting down as hard as he can, begging for more, Tom decides it’s time.
He pulls his fingers out gently, smiling when Daniel whimpers at the loss. He grabs the condom, ripping it open with his teeth and rolling it on. He slicks himself up with what is probably too much lube, but he want’s to be sure.
He wipes his hand off on the blanket and reaches up and grabs a pillow, urging Daniels hips up so he can slide it under him.
“This would be easier on you on your stomach, but I want to be able to see you, okay?”
Daniel just nods. Tom kisses him, loving the warmth and taste of his mouth and then pushes his knees up.
Daniel feels very vulnerable like this, but isn’t afraid. He knows Tom is going to take care of him.
Tom lines his cock up with Daniel’s hole and pushes gently.
“Push back against me love.” Daniel does as he’s asked and Tom pushes through the first tight ring of muscle.
“Fuck.” Daniel’s voice is raw.
Tom reaches up, rubbing small, comforting circles on his stomach. He keeps pushing until he’s balls deep.
He stops then, reaching to kiss Daniel while he waits for him to adjust. “Just tell me when Danny. It’s all up to you.”
Daniel looks up at Tom. In his eye’s are only honesty and something that he’s just starting to realize might be love. He moves experimentally and it hurts, but not as much as he’s been expecting and he knows that Tom want’s this so badly so he nods.
Tom pulls out a little, pressing back in slowly. When the head of his cock rubs over Daniel’s prostate, the effect was immediate. He might have laughed at the widened eye’s and shocked look, but it had the fortunate side effect of causing Daniel to clench his inner muscles, and Tom moaned in his pleasure.
“Feel so good Danny. Love how you feel around me.”
He kept pulling out and pressing back in, and Daniel wrapped his knees high around Tom’s waist, digging his heels into his arse. He used them to urge Tom on, rocking back to meet him, all the while begging for more, harder, faster, whatever would get him where he wanted to be.
Tom pulled back, dragging Daniel almost up into his lap and thrust faster. He reached a hand between them, wrapping it around his lovers rock hard cock, pulling and tugging in rhythm with his thrusts.
“Tom, oh god, please, Tom!” Daniel’s hands were gripping Tom’s thigh’s hard enough to bruise and his pleading was making Tom crazy.
“You close baby? Need you to come for me, wanna see you fall apart.”
“Yeah.” Daniel gasped the word out. “Gonna come Tom, fuck.”
A couple more strokes of Tom’s hand and Daniel’s back was arching, his vision whiting out behind his eye’s and shouting Tom’s name.
“Fuck, Danny, so fucking gorgeous.” He kept thrusting, at the very edge of completion when suddenly Daniel relaxed, his whole body melting to the bed, except his legs, which tightened around him, pulling him in deep.
“Tom.” Daniel’s eye’s opened and the soft innocence of his voice was all Tom needed to bring him over the edge. He thrust one last time and he was gone, lost in his orgasm.
His arms and legs gave out and he collapsed onto Daniel’s chest. He nuzzled into the warm space of his neck and smiled as he felt strong arms come up to circle around him, one hand carding through his sweaty hair, quiet words he wasn’t awake enough to understand being whispered in his ear.
When their breathing got back to normal Tom musters enough energy to gently slid out, kissing Daniel through the pain of separation.
“You okay love?” He kissed Daniel’s sweaty temple, and reached down to grab the corner of the blanket, using it to wipe them both off as best he can and throwing it back to the bottom of the bed. He gathers Daniel in his arms, tucking his head under chin and stroking his back.
“I’m fine.” He yawns, snuggles in closer. “So, what do we do now Tom?”
“Now? We sleep. In the morning? I make you breakfast and then we have a shower together, and then maybe a nap.” He kisses the dark hair and smiles when Daniel hums his approval. “And if you’re lucky, I might let you go home the next day to get some clothes and stuff.”
“Okay. Uhm, does this mean you’re gonna be my boyfriend? Or something?” His uncertainty is endearing. Tom pulls his face up, kissing him breathless before letting go.
“Yeah, boyfriend will do for now.” Daniel smiles at the promise in those words and drifts off to sleep with the beating of Tom’s heart under his cheek.
Twoshot
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe.
“So fucking beautiful.”
Tom chuckled and Daniel ducked his head, embarrassed at saying it out loud. Tom lifted his face with a soft nudge, kissing him again.
“Don’t be embarrassed Danny. I was thinking the same thing about you.”
“Danny?”
‘Sorry, does it bother you?”
Tom frowned a little as he waited for the answer and Daniel didn’t like that at all. He shook his head, smiled and kissed Tom’s neck, biting a little at the collarbone and then licking away the sting.
“No, I think I like it. No one ever calls me that. Guess they think I’m too stodgy for it.”
Tom laughed and it made Daniel’s heart swell a little. “You are definitely not stodgy love, just a little shy maybe and reserved.”
Daniel was blushing so hard that his ears felt like they were going to go up in flames. Tom hugged him tight, laying his cheek on Daniel’s and the rasp of stubble on stubble made Daniel shiver.
“Tom?”
“Yes Danny?”
“Kiss me again, please?”
“Anything you want love.”
Tom kissed him, harder this time and soon it was a rush of hands all over each other, then Daniel kissing his way down Tom’s throat as those long finger’s tangled in his dark hair. When he made his way down Tom’s chest to a nipple, he licked it, liking the small gasp from above and then sucked it into his mouth.
The skin was soft, hot and tasted amazing on his tongue. When he bit down gently, Tom arched his back and tightened his grip in Daniel’s hair. He didn’t push or pull, just held him there, letting Daniel explore.
Daniel hummed his approval against the sensitive skin and Tom couldn’t take it any more.
He pulled Daniel up, plundering his mouth while pushing him back so he was practically sitting on the back of the sofa. He slid his hands down over the globes of Daniel’s arse and under his thighs. He pulled both legs so they were locked around his waist and smiled into Daniel’s neck when he seemed to understand and wound his arms back around Tom’s neck.
Tom picked him up and started down the hall to his bedroom, stopping every few feet to lean Daniel up against a wall and kiss the hell out of him, rolling their hips together. The smaller man whimpered and clung harder with each thrust.
When the reached the bedroom, Tom gently lowered Daniel to the bed and then reached to turn on the bedside lamp.
The sight that greeted him when he looked back almost made him come in his pants.
Daniel was laying his pillows, shirtless, red marks that he knew would bruises by tomorrow all along his neck and chest. At some point, the button of his jeans had been undone and the sight of the soft black hair that started just below his belly button and disappeared into the vee of his jeans made Tom’s mouth water. Daniel looked wanton and needy and it made his dick twitch in his pants.
“Fuck you’re gorgeous.” Daniel blushed as Tom lowered himself beside him. They rolled to face each other and Tom reached up to stroke Daniel’s cheek.
“This okay?”
Daniel’s smile was dazzling.
“Don’t think there’s anywhere else I’d rather be.
Tom leaned in, kissing Daniel and then grabbed him, pulling him so that he was laying on top of Tom, settling him between his legs.
He pushed his hips up, rubbing their cocks together and Daniel wasn’t sure he was going to live through this if it felt that good through two layers of denim.
“Tom? I want to see you, touch you. Can I.”
Daniel looked as though he was worried that Tom might say no. Tom wasn’t that stupid.
He pushed Daniel back to sit beside him and then unfastened the button of his pants. Then he took Daniels hand and held it to the bulge in the front of them.
“Go ahead, do whatever you want.”
Daniel looked at him dazedly for a second and then squeezed gently, looking up at Tom with wonder as his hips pushed up to meet Daniels hand.
After a few strokes that had Tom biting his lips at the torment, shaky fingers reached for the zipper, pulling it down slowly. Tom groaned in pleasure as the pressure on his cock eased a little.
Daniel’s eye’s darted up to Tom’s face, taking in the gorgeous flush, the sweat making his bangs stick to his brow, the way his long eyelashes brushed against his face. Then blue locks with blue and Daniels breath’s taken away by the want in Tom’s eye’s, along with something else that he doesn’t dare name yet.
Tom surges up, framing Daniel’s face in his hands and kisses him hard, pulling his tongue into this mouth and sucking on it like it was candy. They’re both panting for breath by the time they break and Tom lays back down, waiting for whatever Daniel wants to do next.
Tentative fingers curl into the waistband of Tom’s jeans and then Daniel tugs on the them, trying to get them down. Tom lifted his hips, giving Daniel the room he needs and the pants slide down his legs, taking his underwear with them.
Tom’s cock is almost purple with need and his balls are aching for release, but he lays there, fighting his own body, letting Daniel continue his exploration.
His fingers play in the soft hair below Tom’s navel, following it down but not touching where Tom wants him most. He moves almost without thinking about it, ending up kneeling between Tom’s legs. His soft fingers run over the softness of Tom’s thighs, sliding down between then the touch the softest skin.
“Danny, c’mere.”
Daniel looks up at him, smiling shyly before nodding and stretching up over him. It feels so good to be stretched out over him, Tom’s naked cock pressed against his leg and he can’t wait to feel it against his bare skin.
Tom pulls him down to kiss him and then slides one arm around his shoulders and the other around his waist. He flips over, putting Daniel on the bottom and looks down at him.
“Anything you don’t like, or don’t want, tell me, and I’ll stop. I promise.”
“Okay, but I’m pretty sure that there’s nothing I don’t want from you.”
Tom groaned at the implicit trust in those words. He leans down kissing him deeply, all spit and tongue and christ, it’s fucking marvelous.
He kisses his way down Daniel neck, then pays the same attention to his nipples and torso. Tom catalogues the places that make him squirm and beg, and those that make him giggle because they are almost too ticklish to touch.
He mouths across Daniels flat belly and dips his tongue into his navel, causing the younger man to buck up against him. When his lips meet the waistband of Daniel’s jeans, he looks up at him for permission and gets a nod and a breathy “please” that makes his dick throb.
He undoes them quickly, wishing he had the patience to draw this out, to tease Daniel until he begs, but he doesn’t. He’s been waiting for this for far too long.
Tom pulls off the last of Daniel’s clothes and then looks up to find his arms stretched out in a wordless plea that Tom is helpless to resist.
He slides up the lean body below him, settling between strong thighs, the first touch of bare cock against bare cock was like lightening running up and down both their spines.
When he’s finally face to face, blue eye’s locked together, the trepidation he sees there makes him feel fiercely protective of the smaller man.
“Hi.” Tom speaks first.
“Hi.” Daniel’s blushing and it’s so endearing.
“You doing okay baby?”
Daniel’s breath hitches at the word baby, but then he gives Tom a wondrous smile. “I’m brilliant.”
Tom can’t seem to keep his fingers out of Daniel’s hair, and he cards his fingers through it, the soft strands slipping against his palm like the most intimate of touches.
Tom rocks his hips gently, letting Daniel feel him, feel them rubbing together and he’s gratified by the way the brunettes eye’s roll back in his head.
“Fuck Tom. That feels amazing.”
Tom grins at the tremor in Daniel’s voice. “It does. Danny? What do you want me to do?”
The response is quiet, but comes instantly. “I want you to fuck me.”
Tom takes a deep breath to combat the urge to come right that second. He kisses Daniel again, because he really needs too and then pulls back and looks at him.
“How about I make love to you instead.” He knew that statement gave away too much, but at this point, he was too far gone to care.
Daniel’s hand came up to rest over Tom’s heart while the other curled around his neck. When he looked at Tom, his whole heart was there, open for him to see in his gaze.
“I think I’d like that better.”
Tom smiled, then nipped along Daniel’s jaw, nuzzling in to the soft skin and then reaching over to his night table and opening the drawer. Reaching inside, he finds a bottle of lube and a condom and drops them on the bed beside them.
Reaching down, he grabs Daniel’s legs, pulling them up so that his feet are flat on the bed. Kissing him once more, he starts making his way back down Daniel’s body, remembering all the sensitive places and by the time he reaches his twitching, leaking cock, they are both out of breath.
Grabbing the bottle of slick, Tom pops the cap and drizzles some over a couple of fingers, rubbing it to warm it up before touching Daniel. As he reaches down to slide his fingers along the soft skin behind his balls, he leans down and licks across the head of Daniel’s cock. He tasted of salt and bitter sweet and he couldn’t wait for more.
Tom looks up, making sure he has eye contact and then slides his mouth down Daniel’s cock, making him whimper and moan. He sucks and licks under then head, and Daniel’s hands keep coming up, not knowing where to land. Finally one hand comes down to fist in Tom’s hair while the other twists in the blanket under him.
Tom thinks he’s being sneaky, distracting Daniel with a blow job, but the second he circles that tightly furled muscle with his finger, Daniel bucks up, almost choking Tom.
“Oh god, sorry, fuck.”
Tom pulls off with an obscene pop. “It’s okay sweetheart. I don’t mind.”
He watches as Daniel’s mouth opens in what he is hoping is shocked pleasure as he slides the finger in, stroking him gently on the inside until he loosens enough for Tom’s finger to slide freely.
Daniel is taking gasping breaths and Tom is worried that he’s hurting him.
“Danny, you okay?” His voice is soft, calming and Daniel smiles down at him.
“Yeah, just feels…strange.” Tom can tell he’s trying to figure out if its worth it and it’s at that moment the Tom crooks his finger and finds Daniel’s prostate.
“Ohmyfuckinggod.” It all comes out as one word, and Tom presses against the bundle of nerves again, just to hear him babble some more.
And he does. Tom keeps working him, adding another finger and stretching him some more, determined to make it all as pleasant as possible for Daniel.
When he’s finally got three finger plunging in and out of him, and Daniel is thrusting down as hard as he can, begging for more, Tom decides it’s time.
He pulls his fingers out gently, smiling when Daniel whimpers at the loss. He grabs the condom, ripping it open with his teeth and rolling it on. He slicks himself up with what is probably too much lube, but he want’s to be sure.
He wipes his hand off on the blanket and reaches up and grabs a pillow, urging Daniels hips up so he can slide it under him.
“This would be easier on you on your stomach, but I want to be able to see you, okay?”
Daniel just nods. Tom kisses him, loving the warmth and taste of his mouth and then pushes his knees up.
Daniel feels very vulnerable like this, but isn’t afraid. He knows Tom is going to take care of him.
Tom lines his cock up with Daniel’s hole and pushes gently.
“Push back against me love.” Daniel does as he’s asked and Tom pushes through the first tight ring of muscle.
“Fuck.” Daniel’s voice is raw.
Tom reaches up, rubbing small, comforting circles on his stomach. He keeps pushing until he’s balls deep.
He stops then, reaching to kiss Daniel while he waits for him to adjust. “Just tell me when Danny. It’s all up to you.”
Daniel looks up at Tom. In his eye’s are only honesty and something that he’s just starting to realize might be love. He moves experimentally and it hurts, but not as much as he’s been expecting and he knows that Tom want’s this so badly so he nods.
Tom pulls out a little, pressing back in slowly. When the head of his cock rubs over Daniel’s prostate, the effect was immediate. He might have laughed at the widened eye’s and shocked look, but it had the fortunate side effect of causing Daniel to clench his inner muscles, and Tom moaned in his pleasure.
“Feel so good Danny. Love how you feel around me.”
He kept pulling out and pressing back in, and Daniel wrapped his knees high around Tom’s waist, digging his heels into his arse. He used them to urge Tom on, rocking back to meet him, all the while begging for more, harder, faster, whatever would get him where he wanted to be.
Tom pulled back, dragging Daniel almost up into his lap and thrust faster. He reached a hand between them, wrapping it around his lovers rock hard cock, pulling and tugging in rhythm with his thrusts.
“Tom, oh god, please, Tom!” Daniel’s hands were gripping Tom’s thigh’s hard enough to bruise and his pleading was making Tom crazy.
“You close baby? Need you to come for me, wanna see you fall apart.”
“Yeah.” Daniel gasped the word out. “Gonna come Tom, fuck.”
A couple more strokes of Tom’s hand and Daniel’s back was arching, his vision whiting out behind his eye’s and shouting Tom’s name.
“Fuck, Danny, so fucking gorgeous.” He kept thrusting, at the very edge of completion when suddenly Daniel relaxed, his whole body melting to the bed, except his legs, which tightened around him, pulling him in deep.
“Tom.” Daniel’s eye’s opened and the soft innocence of his voice was all Tom needed to bring him over the edge. He thrust one last time and he was gone, lost in his orgasm.
His arms and legs gave out and he collapsed onto Daniel’s chest. He nuzzled into the warm space of his neck and smiled as he felt strong arms come up to circle around him, one hand carding through his sweaty hair, quiet words he wasn’t awake enough to understand being whispered in his ear.
When their breathing got back to normal Tom musters enough energy to gently slid out, kissing Daniel through the pain of separation.
“You okay love?” He kissed Daniel’s sweaty temple, and reached down to grab the corner of the blanket, using it to wipe them both off as best he can and throwing it back to the bottom of the bed. He gathers Daniel in his arms, tucking his head under chin and stroking his back.
“I’m fine.” He yawns, snuggles in closer. “So, what do we do now Tom?”
“Now? We sleep. In the morning? I make you breakfast and then we have a shower together, and then maybe a nap.” He kisses the dark hair and smiles when Daniel hums his approval. “And if you’re lucky, I might let you go home the next day to get some clothes and stuff.”
“Okay. Uhm, does this mean you’re gonna be my boyfriend? Or something?” His uncertainty is endearing. Tom pulls his face up, kissing him breathless before letting go.
“Yeah, boyfriend will do for now.” Daniel smiles at the promise in those words and drifts off to sleep with the beating of Tom’s heart under his cheek.