11

Climbing off of Daniel Darren quickly positioned himself face down, his hands tucked up under the pillow, his head turned to the side. 

‘No,’ Daniel said softly, his hands stroking the length of Darren’s back, ‘turn over. I want to be able to see you.’

Darren was only too happy to comply, rolling over and gazing deeply into Daniel’s eyes.

‘Ready?’ he said, his eyes never once leaving Darren’s.

In reply Darren merely smiled and pulled Daniel close.

Slowly, carefully, Daniel began to push himself inside.

Darren couldn’t help the small groan of discomfort that involuntarily fell from his lips. It had been a while.

‘Ssh…’ Daniel soothed him, his hands caressing Darren’s thighs as he paused, waited. Waiting while Darren took several very deep breaths, willing his body to relax, to allow Daniel entry.

‘Just do it.’ He breathed.

‘The last thing I want is to hurt you.’

This statement struck Darren as strangely odd on two accounts, firstly because they were so close, Daniel had the tip of his cock inside him and also because there had been numerous occasions when they had both been guilty of taking the other without such tender considerations.

But the sincerity on Daniel’s face told Darren that this was another example of how willing Daniel was to try and heal the breech between them and all Darren could do was reiterate his earlier instruction and take an exceedingly long in-breathe. Exhaling as he felt Daniel move again..

He winced only momentarily as Daniel slipped past his inner ring and moments later was fully sheathed within his body.

Daniel’s hands moved to ghost over Darren’s shoulders, Darren pulling him down for a deep kiss as they obtained the feeling of oneness that had eluded them for so long.

Again slowly, taking his time, Daniel began to draw in and out, teasingly Darren in the way he liked, Darren secretly delighted that Daniel would do in it in this manner. A manner reminiscent of better times, when they would come together because they could find no other way to express all the myriad of emotions that they felt for each other, when as Daniel had so eloquently put it, it had been the next natural expression of their special bond.

Not as it had later degenerated into. A quick fuck out of need, out of anger, out of pure necessity, because heavens knows they couldn’t create a scandal by fucking one of their only too eager fans, oh no, so that had left only each other. After all it was hardly a proposition either one of them were willing to put to one of their entourage. Darren fleetingly wondered what the expressions on any of their faces, female or male would have been like had they suggested it. But there again what was Lee’s role in all this now? He had seen Daniel being particularly friendly towards him in a very un-Daniel like way.

Any thoughts of their former bassist were pushed firmly to the back of his mind as Daniel rose up and then thrust down onto him again.

Involuntarily Darren’s eyes flickered shut, it felt so good.

‘Open your eyes Dozer,’ Daniel said softly, his hands caressing Darren’s cheek, ‘open them for me. Don’t deny me the sight of something so beautiful.’

At Daniel’s tender words Darren felt tears once more prick at his eyelids. He knew he had always been the emotional one but tonight…tonight it was as if by his gentle words Daniel had managed to tap into the deep need within Darren, to release all that he had been carrying through the long weeks and months of solo promotion. Darren felt his energy slowly seeping away from him to be replaced by a knowledge of genuine love and concern. No matter what had passed between them Darren knew that it was now repairable, maybe not overnight but one day things would be back to the way they were.

‘Daniel…’ Darren uttered lowly.

‘Mmmm, you feel so good.’ Daniel’s eyes were dark and alive, their depths speaking volumes to Darren without him needing to say another word.

And from that point on words became superfluous for both of them.

They knew instinctively what the other was feeling because they were feeling it too.

Darren thought the stars truly had left their orbit as Daniel repeatedly found that place deep within him that cause the mortal world to dissolve and allowed Darren to fly with the angels.

Their hands met on Darren’s aching, begging cock, moving over it ever faster as the point of no return was reached and release was their only goal.

All too soon it was over. Daniel coming with a deep groan, Darren following moments later with a series of small cries. Daniel’s name falling from his lips in praise, in entreaty and love.

Hands went to backs and shoulders, any where they could touch, neither wanting to relinquish their intimacy just yet.

Darren licked across Daniel’s shoulder, tasting the salt of his sweat on his tongue, intermingled with the unmistakable taste of sex.

Daniel nuzzled against Darren’s throat, suckling on the skin there.

Entwining Daniel’s hair in his fingers Darren pulled him up for one final kiss, pouring all his gratitude and hope for the future into the lazy tangling of their tongues.

Sighing Daniel drew back and made to withdraw.

‘Please just a little longer?’ Darren pleaded and was rewarded by a dazzling, if a little dopey smile.

Daniel replaced his head on Darren’s chest, blowing softly on the silken hairs there.

Darren tightened his arms around Daniel and burying his face in his hair contentedly let nothing fill his mind. There were no interviews to give, no performances to get psyched up for, no pressure, no stress, no anxiety. There was only here and now and Daniel.

Darren realized that he must of drifted off at some point as his next conscious thought was the faint smell of cigarette smoke snaking its way up his nostrils.

That coupled with the slight breeze that was caressing his face led him open his eyes and peer out into the room.

Sure enough the balcony doors had been re-opened and the shadowed silhouette of Daniel could be seen standing there, his back to the room, a half-smoked cigarette in his hand.

Getting up Darren pulled the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around his shoulders, Daniel seeing fit to help himself to Darren's robe, the silky material that usually reached to Darren's calves blowing gently around Daniel's knees as he stood there quietly contemplating the night skyline.

'Hey you.' Darren said going over and embracing him from behind, his head once more coming to rest on Daniel's back, the rhythmic movements of his chest as he inhaled the lung polluting smoke a constant source of comfort to him. How many times had they stood here like this? Glowing in the aftermath of their lovemaking, just enjoying the intimacy of each others’ company before rejoining the merry-go-round that had been their lives back then?

'You're awake then?' Daniel stated the obvious, flicking away the rest of his cigarette and drawing Darren round into the circle of his arms.

'Yep.' he replied unnecessarily, settling back, his head fitting snuggly into the crook of Daniel's neck, his hands coming to rest atop the ones around him.

Sounds of the various parties that were going on filtered across to them, heavy bass music, high-pitched squeals from revelers walking along the road below.

' Looks like the party's still in full swing,' Daniel commented, 'want to get dressed and go join them?'

'No,' Darren shook his head a little and felt Daniel place a gentle kiss in his hair.

'You sure?'

'Yeah.' Darren replied curling his fingers under Daniel's and squeezing tightly, 'Quite sure.'

And at that moment in time, high up on a hotel balcony, secure in Daniel's embrace, Darren could think of nowhere else he would rather be.