Baby, Sleep With Me (s/a)
Title: Baby, Sleep With Me (s/a)
Author: dannistrange
Pairing: Dian (Danny Kurily/Ian Planet)
Rating: nc- 17
Disclaimer: This never happened and I do not own the characters mentioned in this fic. Title and cut belong to We The Kings.
Summary: Hotel night. You know what that means.
A/N: My first Dian! Big thanks to Amanda for getting me obsessed with them. I’m not sure how this turned out but I really enjoyed writing it. This pairing is unf.
Ian ran his hand through his dark mop of hair as he watched the light haired man to the side of him fiddle absentmindedly with his nose ring. Half of the crew were sitting in the back lounge of the bus, sprawled in a variety of different positions watching Step Brothers. From the front lounge they could hear Vinny yelling something about his Jager and Evan laughing hysterically.
Ian wasn’t paying attention to that, though. He wasn’t watching the film either. Out of the corner of his eye, all his senses were locked on Danny. He was going out of his mind. No sex on the bus. That was the rule. But he was just so fucking horny. He wanted to fuck his boyfriend into the mattress and watch him throw his head back and moan beneath him and oh god.
Danny knows what he’s doing. He knows. He’s been giving him these knowing looks for days. They’d be making out in one of their bunks and he’s pull away from Ian, smirking before exiting the bunk area to go take care of himself. Even if there wasn’t a rule against it, there’d be no way possible. The bunks were just too small. And they never got either of the lounges to themselves. Blowjobs were possible but Danny was refusing to put his mouth anywhere near his dick. He wanted to make him desperate. He wanted to make him quiver and shake and then, when they had a hotel night, the sex would be mind blowing. And it was definitely working.
Danny sucked his lip into his mouth and started chewing on the soft skin. Ian continued to watch him from the corner of his eye as his tongue darted out and licked across his bottom lip, winking at him in the process. He suppressed a shudder as Danny’s hand inched its way up his thigh and squeezed. The dark haired man’s mouth fell open as Danny began to trace a finger over the slight bulge through the denim of his jeans.
Danny’s movements were slow and precise as he kneaded his boyfriend’s dick with his palm, making sure to not make any sudden movements and catch the attention of the other men in their immediate vicinity.
Ian suppressed a whimper as Danny pushed a little harder. He couldn’t help himself, he needed to kiss him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and then he was moving to connect their lips.
But wait, Danny was suddenly not there anymore. He was standing up. “Goodnight, guys,” he said as he began to walk towards the bunk area, turning at the last minute to smirk and wink at the dark haired man.
Ian watched him leave with his mouth hanging open. What the fuck?! Oh, at their next hotel stay, it was so on.
*
Ian’s arm was draped carelessly around Danny’s shoulders as all the boys stood together in the foyer of the hotel. Matt was standing at the front desk, chatting idly with the woman that was getting them their hotel keys.
Ian wasn’t looking at Danny but every now and then he would feel the younger man fidget next to him. It seemed that they were both just as anxious for this as each other. It might also partly be because not half an hour ago, Ian had shoved a butt plug in his face. No explanation. Just the assumption that Danny would do as he told him. Which he did. Of course he did. He would do anything Ian told him to. Always.
Ian trailed his fingers lightly up and down Danny’s forearm as Flyzik approached them, handing each pairing a key and telling them that they’d meet in the lobby again in the late morning so they could all go to brunch or maybe lunch together. To anyone else, the movement would look subconscious and automatic; like Ian wasn’t doing it deliberately. But he was. And Danny knew it. He knew that it promised soon.
The ride in the elevator up to their rooms was noisy, as usual. The men joked around together, not even noticing that Ian and Danny were silent. Danny’s skin was tingling in excitement and all of Ian’s senses were focused on a low thrum of WANT. He was half hard already and they hadn’t even done anything yet.
The ding sounded and the automatic doors opened. The men filed out and made their way to their various rooms. Ian’s hand tightened around his boyfriend’s shoulders in anticipation.
“Yo, are you guys coming to the bars with us in like, half an hour?” Alex asked as he turned around to pose to question, walking backwards at the same time.
Ian glanced at his boyfriend, as if he were thinking about it. They both knew that he wasn’t. “Nah,” I replied finally with a shake of his head. “We’re probably just gonna watch pay per view and fall asleep early.”
“Don’t watch too much porn!” Jack said with a loud chuckle as he ran and jumped on Alex’s back just as the older boy turned back around.
The sound of laughter filled the hallway as Ian and Danny reached their room. Danny reached up with slightly shaky fingers and inserted the key card into the slot. It turned green after a moment and he pushed open the door and flicked on the light.
Within an instant, he was pushed back against the door and an extremely eager Ian was pressed up against him. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for days.”
Danny chuckled softly before his breath caught in his throat as Ian began to palm him slowly through his jeans. He felt his dick twitch in his boxers and start to harden as the older man licked the shell of his ear and took his earlobe into his mouth, sucking it gently. Danny pushed up into the contact, which caused the toy to shift and graze right against his prostate. A low growl escaped his mouth and he switched his movement backwards, trying to push back into the pleasure. Ian laughed and brought his face closer to his ear, breathing raggedly. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
His voice was husky and Danny groaned again, attempting to push forwards and backwards at the same time, chasing the pleasure.
“Are you stretched good, baby?” Ian said, pressing his palm down hard.
Danny nodded frantically, his light hair falling into his eyes. “Please.”
Danny’s eyes were pleading and the intensity in them was enhanced tenfold. Ian surged forward and connected their lips, immediately pushing his tongue past his soft lips without asking for permission. He licked over the roof of his mouth and then massaged his tongue with his own, earning a low whine from the younger man.
Ian pulled his boyfriend backwards towards the bed, both men losing their shirts in the process before tumbling onto it, Danny on top of the older man. He kissed him hard, their breath coming fast before Ian rolled them over, pressing Danny into the mattress. The toy shifted again, causing the blonde to moan, pushing his backside further into the mattress.
Ian chuckled lowly, his pupils blown wide as he moved his palm over Danny’s warm chest and rubbed his clothed dick over his hip, trying to get some much needed friction.
Danny pushed up, meeting Ian’s crotch, groaning when the boy above him ground down. Fuck, they both needed to be naked. Now.
Ian attached his hips to his neck and sucked. Pulling back, he admired the purple bloom before kissing it softly and moving to do the same to his collarbones.
Danny’s hands went to Ian’s waist and fumbled with his belt, unbuckling it quickly and then undoing the button and pulling down the zipper all while the older man was busy creating little bruises on his tanned skin that would be hard to hide later.
Danny’s hand wound around his boyfriend’s neck and he pulled him up to connect their lips again, pushing his hips up to grind their erections together. “Please,” he breathed against his mouth.
Ian nodded frantically as he pulled away, bringing himself up onto his knees and starting to pull his jeans off, moving completely off the bed after a moment to step out of the tight fabric and throw them behind him.
Ian’s eyes were locked on Danny as he struggled to get his own jeans off. Moving over to the bed again, he helped to rid him of that fabric, pulling off his dunks and socks at the same time. He pulled his boxer briefs off next, pulling his own off immediately afterwards.
Danny groaned when the air hit his aching dick and he pushed up into nothing. “Please,” he moaned again.
Ian smirked as he watched his boyfriend, pupils blown wide and his hands fisting in the sheets. His own dick was leaking with precome as he climbed back on top of him, immediately grinding down and eliciting a moan from the man beneath him.
Their lips moved sloppily together, tongues swiping together as Danny tangled his fingers into Ian’s messy dark hair, pulling a little too hard and making Ian moan.
They both pulled away at the same time, breathing hot and heavy against each other, Ian hovering over him with his hands positioned either side of his head.
“Please,” Danny whined again, as if that was the only thing that he could say.
Ian nodded as he moved off the bed and rifled through his case as fast as he could, wrapping his big hands around a bottle of lube and a condom. He froze when he caught side of Danny. His hands were still fisted in the sheets but now he was grinding down, trying to get the plug to go deeper, his eyebrows scrunched up in concentration.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Ian groaned out before he climbed back onto the bed, placing the condom and lube on the bedside table.
Ian kissed his boyfriend once before he pushed his knees further apart and moved down. Danny’s knees were shaking as the older man placed soft kisses to each thigh before lowering his head and licking a stripe along his lower stomach. Danny thrust upwards, trying to make Ian go faster. Ian smirked and blew air onto his hard dick.
The younger man moaned and his boyfriend chuckled before taking the head into his mouth and sucking slowly. Danny’s hips snapped upwards and he groaned. The groan turned into a whine when Ian let his dick fall from his mouth. But then he was moving further down and running his tongue along the soft skin behind his balls.
Danny shifted his hips and let out a startled moan when Ian started to circle his tongue around his entrance. His knuckles turned white with the strain from fisting the sheets when the older man pushed his tongue a little way inside. Removing his tongue, his repeated the action and then delved it all the way inside, getting a much better angle when Danny lifted his hips a little up from the bed. He pushed his tongue around, pressing the flat of it in all the right spots.
And then he was hitting the toy and pushing it harder into his prostate and Danny saw stars. “Ian,” he moaned out, lifting his hips even more and throwing his head back against the bed.
Ian licked around the toy and then pushed as hard as he could. Danny moaned loudly and let out a string of curse words mixed with Ian’s name.
And then Ian’s tongue was gone, his fingers replacing it as he removed the toy and then they were gone, too. Danny whined high in his throat and pushed back into nothing. “What-?
Ian smirked at him from between his legs. “I wanna fuck you.”
For a moment Danny lost the ability to speak and just nodded dumbly as Ian grabbed the condom packet and ripped the foil open with his teeth, sliding the sheath on after he was done.
Danny fidgeted as he grew impatient, pupils blown wide and his dick aching from lack of contact. He watched as Ian uncapped the small bottle and poured a liberal amount of the cold jelly-like substance into his palm. Wrapping his hand around his dick, the older man coated it well, moaning slightly and forcing himself not to just jerk off on the spot.
Ian moved to hover over Danny again, gripping the base of his erection as he lined himself up. The younger man gave him a reassuring smile and then he was pushing in, forcing himself past the protesting ring of muscles and groaning at the tightness, not stopping until he was bottomed out, his hips pressed to Danny’s thighs.
The blonde man tried to control his breathing as he attempted to focus on anything but the sharp pain that was radiating into his back. No matter how stretched he was, it always hurt at the start.
Ian’s hips quivered with the strain of staying still as he pressed soft kisses to his forehead. Danny breathed deeply through his nose and then, after a few moments, he cleared his throat and nodded. “Move,” he said huskily.
Ian nodded and moaned as he pulled out, pushing back in slowly, still trying not to hurt him. He varied his hip movements and it only took a few more thrusts before he was successfully catching his prostate.
Danny let out an animalistic growl as his hands flew up to grip at his boyfriend’s hips, nails digging into the soft flesh.
Ian’s started to thrust harder, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in again. Sweat covered both their bodies as the younger man wrapped his legs around his boyfriend’s waist, attempting to pull him in deeper.
Before long they were both panting and swearing as Ian hit Danny’s prostate on almost every single sharp thrust. “Fuck, faster,” Danny moaned.
Ian sped up his hips again, loving the sharp drag as he pushed himself in and out of the man beneath him.
The familiar heat curled in their stomachs as they lost themselves in each other. Danny’s dick was aching to be touched, but he couldn’t find the words. He just mumbled a string of words, but Ian seemed to understand as he snaked his hand between their bodies and wrapped his sweaty palm around his boyfriend’s appendage.
Danny moaned as the older man began to jerk him off, his offbeat wrist snaps not matching his thrusts at all but neither of them minding. They were both seeing stars as the pleasure rocked through their bodies. Danny’s thighs clenched as he pulled Ian down by his hair and mashed their lips together. There was too much spit and tongue but it was okay because it was real.
It only took a few more hip snaps and Ian was coming hard and fats, his vision whiting out as he continued to thrust through it. Sometime during that, his fist tightened around Danny and then he was coming, too, moaning a loud cry of Ian’s name, his walls tightening considerably around his boyfriend’s spent dick.
The older man collapsed on top of him, both boys breathing heavily and sweat dripping from their bodies. “Holy fuck,” Danny said after a moment, his voice wrecked and Ian let out a breathless chuckle.
Pushing himself off of his boyfriend, Ian moved off the bed, his limbs feeling like dead weight as he grabbed a random shirt from his case and wiped his chest and Danny’s stomach off.
Danny mewled softly as Ian helped him under the covers and climbed in after him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him close. Within minutes, they were both asleep.
Author: dannistrange
Pairing: Dian (Danny Kurily/Ian Planet)
Rating: nc- 17
Disclaimer: This never happened and I do not own the characters mentioned in this fic. Title and cut belong to We The Kings.
Summary: Hotel night. You know what that means.
A/N: My first Dian! Big thanks to Amanda for getting me obsessed with them. I’m not sure how this turned out but I really enjoyed writing it. This pairing is unf.
Ian ran his hand through his dark mop of hair as he watched the light haired man to the side of him fiddle absentmindedly with his nose ring. Half of the crew were sitting in the back lounge of the bus, sprawled in a variety of different positions watching Step Brothers. From the front lounge they could hear Vinny yelling something about his Jager and Evan laughing hysterically.
Ian wasn’t paying attention to that, though. He wasn’t watching the film either. Out of the corner of his eye, all his senses were locked on Danny. He was going out of his mind. No sex on the bus. That was the rule. But he was just so fucking horny. He wanted to fuck his boyfriend into the mattress and watch him throw his head back and moan beneath him and oh god.
Danny knows what he’s doing. He knows. He’s been giving him these knowing looks for days. They’d be making out in one of their bunks and he’s pull away from Ian, smirking before exiting the bunk area to go take care of himself. Even if there wasn’t a rule against it, there’d be no way possible. The bunks were just too small. And they never got either of the lounges to themselves. Blowjobs were possible but Danny was refusing to put his mouth anywhere near his dick. He wanted to make him desperate. He wanted to make him quiver and shake and then, when they had a hotel night, the sex would be mind blowing. And it was definitely working.
Danny sucked his lip into his mouth and started chewing on the soft skin. Ian continued to watch him from the corner of his eye as his tongue darted out and licked across his bottom lip, winking at him in the process. He suppressed a shudder as Danny’s hand inched its way up his thigh and squeezed. The dark haired man’s mouth fell open as Danny began to trace a finger over the slight bulge through the denim of his jeans.
Danny’s movements were slow and precise as he kneaded his boyfriend’s dick with his palm, making sure to not make any sudden movements and catch the attention of the other men in their immediate vicinity.
Ian suppressed a whimper as Danny pushed a little harder. He couldn’t help himself, he needed to kiss him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and then he was moving to connect their lips.
But wait, Danny was suddenly not there anymore. He was standing up. “Goodnight, guys,” he said as he began to walk towards the bunk area, turning at the last minute to smirk and wink at the dark haired man.
Ian watched him leave with his mouth hanging open. What the fuck?! Oh, at their next hotel stay, it was so on.
*
Ian’s arm was draped carelessly around Danny’s shoulders as all the boys stood together in the foyer of the hotel. Matt was standing at the front desk, chatting idly with the woman that was getting them their hotel keys.
Ian wasn’t looking at Danny but every now and then he would feel the younger man fidget next to him. It seemed that they were both just as anxious for this as each other. It might also partly be because not half an hour ago, Ian had shoved a butt plug in his face. No explanation. Just the assumption that Danny would do as he told him. Which he did. Of course he did. He would do anything Ian told him to. Always.
Ian trailed his fingers lightly up and down Danny’s forearm as Flyzik approached them, handing each pairing a key and telling them that they’d meet in the lobby again in the late morning so they could all go to brunch or maybe lunch together. To anyone else, the movement would look subconscious and automatic; like Ian wasn’t doing it deliberately. But he was. And Danny knew it. He knew that it promised soon.
The ride in the elevator up to their rooms was noisy, as usual. The men joked around together, not even noticing that Ian and Danny were silent. Danny’s skin was tingling in excitement and all of Ian’s senses were focused on a low thrum of WANT. He was half hard already and they hadn’t even done anything yet.
The ding sounded and the automatic doors opened. The men filed out and made their way to their various rooms. Ian’s hand tightened around his boyfriend’s shoulders in anticipation.
“Yo, are you guys coming to the bars with us in like, half an hour?” Alex asked as he turned around to pose to question, walking backwards at the same time.
Ian glanced at his boyfriend, as if he were thinking about it. They both knew that he wasn’t. “Nah,” I replied finally with a shake of his head. “We’re probably just gonna watch pay per view and fall asleep early.”
“Don’t watch too much porn!” Jack said with a loud chuckle as he ran and jumped on Alex’s back just as the older boy turned back around.
The sound of laughter filled the hallway as Ian and Danny reached their room. Danny reached up with slightly shaky fingers and inserted the key card into the slot. It turned green after a moment and he pushed open the door and flicked on the light.
Within an instant, he was pushed back against the door and an extremely eager Ian was pressed up against him. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for days.”
Danny chuckled softly before his breath caught in his throat as Ian began to palm him slowly through his jeans. He felt his dick twitch in his boxers and start to harden as the older man licked the shell of his ear and took his earlobe into his mouth, sucking it gently. Danny pushed up into the contact, which caused the toy to shift and graze right against his prostate. A low growl escaped his mouth and he switched his movement backwards, trying to push back into the pleasure. Ian laughed and brought his face closer to his ear, breathing raggedly. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
His voice was husky and Danny groaned again, attempting to push forwards and backwards at the same time, chasing the pleasure.
“Are you stretched good, baby?” Ian said, pressing his palm down hard.
Danny nodded frantically, his light hair falling into his eyes. “Please.”
Danny’s eyes were pleading and the intensity in them was enhanced tenfold. Ian surged forward and connected their lips, immediately pushing his tongue past his soft lips without asking for permission. He licked over the roof of his mouth and then massaged his tongue with his own, earning a low whine from the younger man.
Ian pulled his boyfriend backwards towards the bed, both men losing their shirts in the process before tumbling onto it, Danny on top of the older man. He kissed him hard, their breath coming fast before Ian rolled them over, pressing Danny into the mattress. The toy shifted again, causing the blonde to moan, pushing his backside further into the mattress.
Ian chuckled lowly, his pupils blown wide as he moved his palm over Danny’s warm chest and rubbed his clothed dick over his hip, trying to get some much needed friction.
Danny pushed up, meeting Ian’s crotch, groaning when the boy above him ground down. Fuck, they both needed to be naked. Now.
Ian attached his hips to his neck and sucked. Pulling back, he admired the purple bloom before kissing it softly and moving to do the same to his collarbones.
Danny’s hands went to Ian’s waist and fumbled with his belt, unbuckling it quickly and then undoing the button and pulling down the zipper all while the older man was busy creating little bruises on his tanned skin that would be hard to hide later.
Danny’s hand wound around his boyfriend’s neck and he pulled him up to connect their lips again, pushing his hips up to grind their erections together. “Please,” he breathed against his mouth.
Ian nodded frantically as he pulled away, bringing himself up onto his knees and starting to pull his jeans off, moving completely off the bed after a moment to step out of the tight fabric and throw them behind him.
Ian’s eyes were locked on Danny as he struggled to get his own jeans off. Moving over to the bed again, he helped to rid him of that fabric, pulling off his dunks and socks at the same time. He pulled his boxer briefs off next, pulling his own off immediately afterwards.
Danny groaned when the air hit his aching dick and he pushed up into nothing. “Please,” he moaned again.
Ian smirked as he watched his boyfriend, pupils blown wide and his hands fisting in the sheets. His own dick was leaking with precome as he climbed back on top of him, immediately grinding down and eliciting a moan from the man beneath him.
Their lips moved sloppily together, tongues swiping together as Danny tangled his fingers into Ian’s messy dark hair, pulling a little too hard and making Ian moan.
They both pulled away at the same time, breathing hot and heavy against each other, Ian hovering over him with his hands positioned either side of his head.
“Please,” Danny whined again, as if that was the only thing that he could say.
Ian nodded as he moved off the bed and rifled through his case as fast as he could, wrapping his big hands around a bottle of lube and a condom. He froze when he caught side of Danny. His hands were still fisted in the sheets but now he was grinding down, trying to get the plug to go deeper, his eyebrows scrunched up in concentration.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Ian groaned out before he climbed back onto the bed, placing the condom and lube on the bedside table.
Ian kissed his boyfriend once before he pushed his knees further apart and moved down. Danny’s knees were shaking as the older man placed soft kisses to each thigh before lowering his head and licking a stripe along his lower stomach. Danny thrust upwards, trying to make Ian go faster. Ian smirked and blew air onto his hard dick.
The younger man moaned and his boyfriend chuckled before taking the head into his mouth and sucking slowly. Danny’s hips snapped upwards and he groaned. The groan turned into a whine when Ian let his dick fall from his mouth. But then he was moving further down and running his tongue along the soft skin behind his balls.
Danny shifted his hips and let out a startled moan when Ian started to circle his tongue around his entrance. His knuckles turned white with the strain from fisting the sheets when the older man pushed his tongue a little way inside. Removing his tongue, his repeated the action and then delved it all the way inside, getting a much better angle when Danny lifted his hips a little up from the bed. He pushed his tongue around, pressing the flat of it in all the right spots.
And then he was hitting the toy and pushing it harder into his prostate and Danny saw stars. “Ian,” he moaned out, lifting his hips even more and throwing his head back against the bed.
Ian licked around the toy and then pushed as hard as he could. Danny moaned loudly and let out a string of curse words mixed with Ian’s name.
And then Ian’s tongue was gone, his fingers replacing it as he removed the toy and then they were gone, too. Danny whined high in his throat and pushed back into nothing. “What-?
Ian smirked at him from between his legs. “I wanna fuck you.”
For a moment Danny lost the ability to speak and just nodded dumbly as Ian grabbed the condom packet and ripped the foil open with his teeth, sliding the sheath on after he was done.
Danny fidgeted as he grew impatient, pupils blown wide and his dick aching from lack of contact. He watched as Ian uncapped the small bottle and poured a liberal amount of the cold jelly-like substance into his palm. Wrapping his hand around his dick, the older man coated it well, moaning slightly and forcing himself not to just jerk off on the spot.
Ian moved to hover over Danny again, gripping the base of his erection as he lined himself up. The younger man gave him a reassuring smile and then he was pushing in, forcing himself past the protesting ring of muscles and groaning at the tightness, not stopping until he was bottomed out, his hips pressed to Danny’s thighs.
The blonde man tried to control his breathing as he attempted to focus on anything but the sharp pain that was radiating into his back. No matter how stretched he was, it always hurt at the start.
Ian’s hips quivered with the strain of staying still as he pressed soft kisses to his forehead. Danny breathed deeply through his nose and then, after a few moments, he cleared his throat and nodded. “Move,” he said huskily.
Ian nodded and moaned as he pulled out, pushing back in slowly, still trying not to hurt him. He varied his hip movements and it only took a few more thrusts before he was successfully catching his prostate.
Danny let out an animalistic growl as his hands flew up to grip at his boyfriend’s hips, nails digging into the soft flesh.
Ian’s started to thrust harder, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in again. Sweat covered both their bodies as the younger man wrapped his legs around his boyfriend’s waist, attempting to pull him in deeper.
Before long they were both panting and swearing as Ian hit Danny’s prostate on almost every single sharp thrust. “Fuck, faster,” Danny moaned.
Ian sped up his hips again, loving the sharp drag as he pushed himself in and out of the man beneath him.
The familiar heat curled in their stomachs as they lost themselves in each other. Danny’s dick was aching to be touched, but he couldn’t find the words. He just mumbled a string of words, but Ian seemed to understand as he snaked his hand between their bodies and wrapped his sweaty palm around his boyfriend’s appendage.
Danny moaned as the older man began to jerk him off, his offbeat wrist snaps not matching his thrusts at all but neither of them minding. They were both seeing stars as the pleasure rocked through their bodies. Danny’s thighs clenched as he pulled Ian down by his hair and mashed their lips together. There was too much spit and tongue but it was okay because it was real.
It only took a few more hip snaps and Ian was coming hard and fats, his vision whiting out as he continued to thrust through it. Sometime during that, his fist tightened around Danny and then he was coming, too, moaning a loud cry of Ian’s name, his walls tightening considerably around his boyfriend’s spent dick.
The older man collapsed on top of him, both boys breathing heavily and sweat dripping from their bodies. “Holy fuck,” Danny said after a moment, his voice wrecked and Ian let out a breathless chuckle.
Pushing himself off of his boyfriend, Ian moved off the bed, his limbs feeling like dead weight as he grabbed a random shirt from his case and wiped his chest and Danny’s stomach off.
Danny mewled softly as Ian helped him under the covers and climbed in after him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him close. Within minutes, they were both asleep.