Pleasure Danny
Title: Pleasure Danny
Author: Amanda, who goes by the alias apodiopsys
Pairing: Dalex (Danny Kurily/Alex Grieco)
Rating: NC-17 for bathroom blowjobs.
Summary: "It'd be really hot if you'd blow me," Danny breathes in Alex ear, leaning over so they're pressed up side to side. Grieco was sipping out of the cup he took from him (it's striaght vodka and that doesn't surprise him one bit) when Danny says that and he almost almost almost chokes as he swallows the wrong way and feels fire burning down the wrong pipe.
Disclaimer: This is only the written version of it. They wouldn't let me release the tape, sorry. Also, title is a play on Cobra Starship's song Pleasure Ryland.
A/N: I'm sorry that Danny is kind of an asshole. Except he kind of also isn't because he's just oblivious and drunk, and then he's oblivious and hungover. This is really really short, badly written and probanly makes little to no sense, and I apologize. Loosely based around this picture of them. Also posting this because apparently i """""publicly humiliated jamie""""" so my way of apologizing is to post porn for her. Op.
tumblr is here, br0.
come sexually harras my message box.it's into that kind of thing~
Danny is kind of really sexual.
Not in the sense that like, he strips and does weird sexy things at random times but he's like... sexual. He just gives off these sex waves, and the best and worst part is that he's completely oblivious to what it is he's doing to Alex.
Danny has no idea that the way he holds a guitar, plays a piano, looks at him can turn Grieco on. His general existence turns him on, and it's a little bit awkward because of the amounts of time they have to spend together.
And the worst part of it all is that even though Danny is "flexisexual" (whatever that means, you're either into both guys and girls and therefore are bisexual or you're not, in Alex's opinion) is that he is blissfully unaware of Alex's constant flirting - that, or he's just ignoring it and that is downright rude.
When Danny stumbles over to where Grieco is leaned up against the wall at the afterparty of the first London show, the first thing he notices is how wasted the other man is. He's practically leaned up against him and Alex can smell that alcohol on his breath. He wants to kiss him until he can't taste the alcohol, just Danny.
The girl that Grieco was talking to (she was English and had bleached bangs and was wearing one of Jack's Boner shirts) disappeared, and he takes one look at Danny before leaning over to take the drink out of his hand. "You're done," he says, and Danny gives him this look that can't be anything but sexual. It's like, concentrated lust or something, and something twists in Alex's stomach because he's sure that that look isn't meant for him, not in that way.
"It'd be really hot if you'd blow me," Danny breathes in Alex ear, leaning over so they're pressed up side to side. Grieco was sipping out of the cup he took from him (it's striaght vodka and that doesn't surprise him one bit) when Danny says that and he almost almost almost chokes as he swallows the wrong way and feels fire burning down the wrong pipe.
He turns his head to look at the guitar tech, and he doesn't look embarrassed for just asking for a blowjob. He actually looks a little expectant, and that might usually piss Grieco off because hey, he does not just pass out blowjobs to anyone who asks, but it's Danny and he might never get this chance again and his eyes are dark (smoldering) as he looks at him. "Okay," he whispers, and his voice is surprisingly dry.
Danny grins, grabbing his hand and pulling him through throngs of people, girls crowding around Jack and Rian and Zack and the dj box where Alex was at. The drink he had in his hand (Danny's drink) disappears from his hand at some point between the dance floor and the mens bathroom, and Alex has a vague idea of Vinny grabbing it from his hand as they walked past.
There isn't much foreplay, honestly. It isn't quite how Grieco has expected (hoped) for his first time doing anything sexual with the other man, but he'll get over it, let it go. They kiss messily, all tongue and teeth clicking together, and Alex can kind of taste something that is just distinctly Danny underneath the taste of alcohol.
They make their way over to the far wall and Danny leans against it, half pushing Grieco onto his knees (it'd be a lie if Grieco said he wasn't willing). Alex's hands move forward, undoing and pulling his pants and boxers down to his knees.
He knew that the guitar tech was, to put it nicely, well endowed. You couldn't live with someone three hundred days out of the year without eventually seeing their dick. It's one thing to see it in venue showers, it's another to see it hard and curving upwards, a tiny bead of precum gathering at the tip, and Grieco wonders for a second who cockblocked him because there is no way he is that hard from a few minutes of messy making out.
Besides wondering who cockblocked him, he's a little ashamed at how his mouth actually waters at the sight of his cock, and he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and lick the tip. He tastes better (a little bit sweeter) than Alex expected.
Danny hisses in pleasure, Grieco's eyes casting up to look at him before licking a stripe up the vein on the underside of his dick. His hips buck forward the second his mouth is completely around his cock, and he gags a little but doesn't pull back, just rests his hands on Danny's hips, fingertips underneath his tshirt to make sure that he doesn't do it again.
Alex is actually pretty good at giving head, if the amount of noise coming out of Danny's mouth is anything to go by (although, from what Alex has heard, Danny isn't all that quiet at the best of times, like that one time when his girlfriend came to visit and everyone had to leave the bus because they were being so loud in the back lounge.) His hands move down and curl in Alex's short hair, guiding him further onto his cock.
His hand curls around the base of his dic because he can't go all the way down like this, not when Danny is likely to buck his hips to his hearts content because he's too drunk to quite realize what he's doing. Alex's lips touch his hand, his other hand moving down to his pants, getting then open and pulling himself out, moaning around Danny's cock as he strokes himself.
The vibrations force his eyes open, and he looks down and sees Grieco jerking himself as he blows him, and he moans, voice gravelly as he says, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," and tugs on Alex's hair in warning. He pulls back and then sucks hard on the tip, Danny's hips bucking forward as he comes, and Alex just lets him, swallowing what he can of the other man's load. He moans when Danny slumps back against the wall, and then strokes himself quickly until he comes too, a soft groan of Danny on his lips.
When he looks up, Danny is tucked back into his pants, a slightly calmer look on his face although he hasn't really sobered up. Grieco stands up and fixes his pants, and Danny leans forward, licking a stripe of cum off his cheek and murmuring, "You were better than I expected," before walking around him and letting the door smack behind him.
Alex blinks at the door, ignores the uneasy feeling replacing the glowy-post-orgasm feeling and leans over the sink, washing his hands. When he goes back out to everyone else, Jack is wound around the girl with the bleached bangs he was talking to before, tongue shoved down her throat, and Danny is talking to some other guy with a lip piercing in the corner.
Grieco gives them a bitter look and then goes over to the bar, ordering a beer because, he couldn't really have expected more.
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In the morning, Danny wakes up with a hangover to end all hangovers and the vague memory of what has to be the hottest wet dream he's had in a while: Grieco sucking him off while getting himself off at the same time.
Author: Amanda, who goes by the alias apodiopsys
Pairing: Dalex (Danny Kurily/Alex Grieco)
Rating: NC-17 for bathroom blowjobs.
Summary: "It'd be really hot if you'd blow me," Danny breathes in Alex ear, leaning over so they're pressed up side to side. Grieco was sipping out of the cup he took from him (it's striaght vodka and that doesn't surprise him one bit) when Danny says that and he almost almost almost chokes as he swallows the wrong way and feels fire burning down the wrong pipe.
Disclaimer: This is only the written version of it. They wouldn't let me release the tape, sorry. Also, title is a play on Cobra Starship's song Pleasure Ryland.
A/N: I'm sorry that Danny is kind of an asshole. Except he kind of also isn't because he's just oblivious and drunk, and then he's oblivious and hungover. This is really really short, badly written and probanly makes little to no sense, and I apologize. Loosely based around this picture of them. Also posting this because apparently i """""publicly humiliated jamie""""" so my way of apologizing is to post porn for her. Op.
tumblr is here, br0.
come sexually harras my message box.it's into that kind of thing~
Danny is kind of really sexual.
Not in the sense that like, he strips and does weird sexy things at random times but he's like... sexual. He just gives off these sex waves, and the best and worst part is that he's completely oblivious to what it is he's doing to Alex.
Danny has no idea that the way he holds a guitar, plays a piano, looks at him can turn Grieco on. His general existence turns him on, and it's a little bit awkward because of the amounts of time they have to spend together.
And the worst part of it all is that even though Danny is "flexisexual" (whatever that means, you're either into both guys and girls and therefore are bisexual or you're not, in Alex's opinion) is that he is blissfully unaware of Alex's constant flirting - that, or he's just ignoring it and that is downright rude.
When Danny stumbles over to where Grieco is leaned up against the wall at the afterparty of the first London show, the first thing he notices is how wasted the other man is. He's practically leaned up against him and Alex can smell that alcohol on his breath. He wants to kiss him until he can't taste the alcohol, just Danny.
The girl that Grieco was talking to (she was English and had bleached bangs and was wearing one of Jack's Boner shirts) disappeared, and he takes one look at Danny before leaning over to take the drink out of his hand. "You're done," he says, and Danny gives him this look that can't be anything but sexual. It's like, concentrated lust or something, and something twists in Alex's stomach because he's sure that that look isn't meant for him, not in that way.
"It'd be really hot if you'd blow me," Danny breathes in Alex ear, leaning over so they're pressed up side to side. Grieco was sipping out of the cup he took from him (it's striaght vodka and that doesn't surprise him one bit) when Danny says that and he almost almost almost chokes as he swallows the wrong way and feels fire burning down the wrong pipe.
He turns his head to look at the guitar tech, and he doesn't look embarrassed for just asking for a blowjob. He actually looks a little expectant, and that might usually piss Grieco off because hey, he does not just pass out blowjobs to anyone who asks, but it's Danny and he might never get this chance again and his eyes are dark (smoldering) as he looks at him. "Okay," he whispers, and his voice is surprisingly dry.
Danny grins, grabbing his hand and pulling him through throngs of people, girls crowding around Jack and Rian and Zack and the dj box where Alex was at. The drink he had in his hand (Danny's drink) disappears from his hand at some point between the dance floor and the mens bathroom, and Alex has a vague idea of Vinny grabbing it from his hand as they walked past.
There isn't much foreplay, honestly. It isn't quite how Grieco has expected (hoped) for his first time doing anything sexual with the other man, but he'll get over it, let it go. They kiss messily, all tongue and teeth clicking together, and Alex can kind of taste something that is just distinctly Danny underneath the taste of alcohol.
They make their way over to the far wall and Danny leans against it, half pushing Grieco onto his knees (it'd be a lie if Grieco said he wasn't willing). Alex's hands move forward, undoing and pulling his pants and boxers down to his knees.
He knew that the guitar tech was, to put it nicely, well endowed. You couldn't live with someone three hundred days out of the year without eventually seeing their dick. It's one thing to see it in venue showers, it's another to see it hard and curving upwards, a tiny bead of precum gathering at the tip, and Grieco wonders for a second who cockblocked him because there is no way he is that hard from a few minutes of messy making out.
Besides wondering who cockblocked him, he's a little ashamed at how his mouth actually waters at the sight of his cock, and he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and lick the tip. He tastes better (a little bit sweeter) than Alex expected.
Danny hisses in pleasure, Grieco's eyes casting up to look at him before licking a stripe up the vein on the underside of his dick. His hips buck forward the second his mouth is completely around his cock, and he gags a little but doesn't pull back, just rests his hands on Danny's hips, fingertips underneath his tshirt to make sure that he doesn't do it again.
Alex is actually pretty good at giving head, if the amount of noise coming out of Danny's mouth is anything to go by (although, from what Alex has heard, Danny isn't all that quiet at the best of times, like that one time when his girlfriend came to visit and everyone had to leave the bus because they were being so loud in the back lounge.) His hands move down and curl in Alex's short hair, guiding him further onto his cock.
His hand curls around the base of his dic because he can't go all the way down like this, not when Danny is likely to buck his hips to his hearts content because he's too drunk to quite realize what he's doing. Alex's lips touch his hand, his other hand moving down to his pants, getting then open and pulling himself out, moaning around Danny's cock as he strokes himself.
The vibrations force his eyes open, and he looks down and sees Grieco jerking himself as he blows him, and he moans, voice gravelly as he says, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," and tugs on Alex's hair in warning. He pulls back and then sucks hard on the tip, Danny's hips bucking forward as he comes, and Alex just lets him, swallowing what he can of the other man's load. He moans when Danny slumps back against the wall, and then strokes himself quickly until he comes too, a soft groan of Danny on his lips.
When he looks up, Danny is tucked back into his pants, a slightly calmer look on his face although he hasn't really sobered up. Grieco stands up and fixes his pants, and Danny leans forward, licking a stripe of cum off his cheek and murmuring, "You were better than I expected," before walking around him and letting the door smack behind him.
Alex blinks at the door, ignores the uneasy feeling replacing the glowy-post-orgasm feeling and leans over the sink, washing his hands. When he goes back out to everyone else, Jack is wound around the girl with the bleached bangs he was talking to before, tongue shoved down her throat, and Danny is talking to some other guy with a lip piercing in the corner.
Grieco gives them a bitter look and then goes over to the bar, ordering a beer because, he couldn't really have expected more.
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In the morning, Danny wakes up with a hangover to end all hangovers and the vague memory of what has to be the hottest wet dream he's had in a while: Grieco sucking him off while getting himself off at the same time.