The Unknown
Title: The Unknown
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Fernando Torres
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't know them so these are obviously imaginary counterparts.
Summary: “Are you afraid?”
A/N: As promised. Second with at least three more to come.
The Unknown
Fernando’s quickened, flat breathing sounded like a soft staccato in the silence of the room, his heart beating in sync to it. His fingers were clenching and unclenching nervously in the sheets he was lying on, his body covered with a soft sheen of transpiration that wasn’t just because of the two fingers moving gently inside of him. With a little twist they sent another stab like an electric shock through him and a whimper escaped him before he could swallow it, immediately drawing Dan’s eyes back up to him.
Their gazes locked and the Dane already opened his mouth, but before he could ask if he was alright Fernando prevented it by stammering, „Dan… just…” He clenched his eyes shut for a second but then sought the wide-eyed gaze again. “This is going to change…“
“Everything,” Dan finished for him when Fernando couldn’t, and he could hear his voice wavering just barely.
They both let it sink in for a moment, just staring at each other, and Fernando thought it should have been uncomfortable with Dan’s fingers still inside of him, but it just made him shudder and swallow thickly, his breath coming in soft pants now.
Dan’s fingertips found that spot again and Fernando’s eyes rolled back in his head, back arching off the bed.
“Gnnn… fuck, oh God…”
“Are you afraid?” he heard the quiet question, and already speaking it out Dan sounded like he wanted to take it back.
“Fuck yes.”
How could he not be? When it came down to it, he was not just putting his career on the line, the one that had just received such a boost after his move to Liverpool, but his relationship to his girlfriend as well. They both did. For something they didn’t know what it would bring.
“And you?” he gave the question back breathlessly, searching Dan’s eyes again, and the defender never looked away when he gave him a nod, a vulnerability in his eyes that made Fernando’s heart stutter in his chest.
“Do you… do you still think we should do it? Do you… want…” he couldn’t help asking, breaking off almost pleadingly, and when Dan let out his breath he sounded relieved beyond measure.
“Yes… yes…” He bent down and captured Fernando’s lips in a brief but intense kiss, mumbling, “I want you, so badly…” and Fernando almost felt dizzy with relief and desire. He slung his arms around the muscled, tattooed shoulders and returned the kiss, every nerve in him tingling.
And when Dan slid into him later and it stung and felt foreign and strange and so incredible at the same time he still held onto him, digging his fingertips so deeply into the warm skin that it probably hurt. But there never was any complaint, just deep, hitched breathing against his lips, their foreheads lying against each other.
And Fernando felt anchored and safe despite leaving his paved path into the wild and unknown.
~ The End ~