do it again - dagger/m.kelly
Title: Do It Again
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Martin Kelly
Rating: 14A
Words: 2,704
Disclaimer: Fiction as in made up.
Summary: AU. Daniel sees Martin at a club and is intrigued
AN: Loosely inspired by the song Do It Again by Stroke 9
When Daniel first saw him it was a Friday night at a club called Stroke 9. Daniel was by the bar Carlsberg in hand his eyes on the dance floor. Bodies pulsed together as the bass pounded fuelling the rhythm of the crowd. A blonde on the peripheral of the swaying bodies looked over at him and offered up a coy smile as she ground into the nearest body. Instantly Daniel’s gut tightened. Not for the blonde - she wasn’t his type - but for the unsuspecting body she was mindlessly bumping against.
He was young; almost jailbait from the looks of him and in the back of his mind Daniel wondered how he had gotten in. The forefront of his mind didn’t care about such things and was too busy imagining him on his knees, mouth wet and red. The boy caught Daniel’s eyes and he smirked. Even from the distance he could see the knowing blue eyes laughing, they seemed to speak to Daniel as if to say ‘I know what you’re thinking. I know and I like it’. His hand was tight around the Carlsberg and he brought it to his mouth, tipping it back and draining it his eyes never leaving the boy. Daniel put the now empty bottle down and stalked - really there was no other word for it - over to the boy. He faintly registered the blonde’s satisfied smile and he chuckled to himself thinking just how wrong she was. The boy had disentangled himself from her his hips - such nice slender hips - still swaying slightly.
Daniel didn’t say anything just went right up to him and slid an arm around his waist. His left leg was slightly forward and he pulled the boy onto it. He came easily - willingly - and straddled Daniel’s thigh pushing himself against his body. Out of the corner of his eye he noted the blonde’s disgust but he could care less, he was far more concerned with the way the boy was moving against him. He moved both hands to the boy’s hips, short nails digging into soft flesh. Red lips were parted and Daniel couldn’t look away, watching the soft pants fall past them as he rutted against Daniel’s thigh. Daniel bent his head to capture them with his own, he tasted like whiskey and something Daniel couldn’t quite identify but knew he loved. He licked his own lips after he pulled back and gave a low growl deep in his throat. The boy dropped his head to rest it on Daniel’s shoulder and Daniel could feel the moist heat of his soft pants through the thin material of his t-shirt. Their movements were beginning to look less and less like dancing and Daniel could feel the hardness of the boy’s cock hot against his thigh. He let one hand slip down to palm his ass the other keeping a firm grip on his hip, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. He felt the boy’s body tighten and even with the deafening music around them Daniel heard the gasp that preceded his orgasm. The boy shuddered in his arms as he let out a keening moan. After a few moments he lifted his head and gave Daniel a shaky smirk. His face was flushed pink and his pupils were blown with desire. Daniel could have come right there from just looking at him. As it was his cock was pressing painfully against the zip of his jeans. His hand was still on the boy’s hip and the boy reached down and grabbed it with his own. Strong fingers encircled his wrist and stepping away pulled Daniel with him. Daniel went easily, already knowing he would do whatever the boy asked of him.
He was led to the bathroom and when the door shut the boy pushed him into the only stall pressing into him so he could flip the lock. It was a tight fit but the boy still managed to slide to his knees. He palmed him through his jeans and Daniel hissed at the contact. He looked down into midnight blue eyes and briefly wondered what they’d look like clear of the heady passion that still gripped him. Then the boy had Daniel’s pants around his thighs and was moving forward with a hungry noise and all thoughts other than ‘fuck’ and ‘oh god yes’ fled his brain. The boy deep throated him almost immediately and Daniel groaned as the tip of his cock hit the back of his throat. He swallowed around him and Daniel could feel the throat muscles contract around his erection. It took all of his strength and will power to not snap his hips forward and bury his cook deeper into the salivating mouth. The boy held him there for a moment before pulling back and gasping for breath. He looked ravished; his eyes watery, face flushed and lips red and swollen. Daniel took a mental picture of the sight before pushing him back to his cock. They boy took him back in without hesitation sucking on the head while one hand worked the base and the other fondled his heavy balls. Daniel felt the pressure building as the boy licked and teased, then without warning his hand moved behind his balls and one blunt fingertip was pushing in. The boy barely got past the first knuckle before Daniel was coming with a stream of obscenities in both English and Danish. The boy swallowed it all down easily, smacking his lips and rising to his feet. His phone beeped as Daniel was tucking his spent cock back in, the boy checked it, chuckled and slipped it back into his pocket.
“Me friend’s looking fer me. See ya around.” He said in a soft Scouse accent.
Then he kissed Daniel - the whisky replaced with his own heady taste - and slipped out of the stall. It wasn’t until he heard the door close that he realized he didn’t even know the boy’s name.
The following Friday found Daniel back at Stroke 9 leaning against the bar scouring the dance floor for the boy who had caused him to wake up painfully hard every morning of the past week. He was on his third beer and still no sign of the boy; Daniel was beginning to get discouraged. He was debating between giving up and leaving or accepting the offer of one of the many available women who had approached him. The latter was a way to pretend he wasn’t here hoping to see the boy but the thought of hooking up with someone that wasn’t the fresh faced youngster had him feeling strangely empty. Instead he found himself turning and signalling the bartender for another Carlsberg.
“Make that two.”
A voice - a distinctly Scouse voice - said from behind him. Daniel turned to see the boy from last Friday standing there with a couple of pound notes in his hand. He handed them over to the bartender and slid the beer towards Daniel. He took the beer and raised it in salute before taking a healthy swallow.
“Thanks...” Daniel trailed off as he remembered he still didn’t know his name.
“It’s Martin.”
“Daniel.” He replied.
Martin smiled and leaned forward his lips just shy of touching Daniel’s ear. His hot breath ghosted over Daniel’s skin and he suppressed a shiver of excitement.
“I’ve jacked off all week to the thought of yer cock fucking me hard, Daniel.” Martin whispered.
Daniel’s eyes widened and he almost choked on his tongue. He grabbed a fistful of Martin’s shirt and yanked him close crashing their mouths together in a hungry, desperate kiss. He was already half-hard and with the way the boy was responding to the kiss it wouldn’t take long for his cock to be fully hard. With effort he pulled away, breathing harshly.
“My flat’s ten minutes away.”
Martin smiled and put down his still half-full beer. Daniel did the same and with one last quick kiss led the way out of the club. They made it to his flat in less than ten minutes, desire making their steps a bit quicker. Martin’s hands were all over Daniel’s chest and stomach as he dug his keys out. He tried to focus on getting the key into the lock but it was a difficult task with the way Martin’s hands were slipping under his shirt and scratching lightly over the taut skin. Eventually he heard the tumbler slip aside and he was able to push the door open almost falling into his flat with the way Martin was pushing him. Daniel laughed as he stumbled and Martin shoved him up against the wall his mouth immediately finding Daniel’s. His laughter stopped as intense desire coursed through him and he focused all of his attention on simply feeling.
Martin pulled away when breathing became a necessity and Daniel watched as he took the opportunity to shed his top before latching onto Daniel’s neck. A groan escaped his lips as Martin marked his skin and he pulled him tighter against his body his hands kneading at the soft flesh of his ass. He felt so good; the way his teeth scraped across the sensitive flesh of Daniel’s neck, the way he pressed his whole body into him and the soft humming noises he was making.
“Fuck me.” Martin breathed into his skin.
“Fuck yeah.” Daniel groaned.
He pushed the boy back so that he could move away from the wall stepping aside so that he could close his front door which was still open. Sliding the lock back into place he returned his attention to Martin, linking his fingers into the belt loops of the younger boy’s jeans he guided him towards his room walking backwards down the hall. Martin smirked and Daniel had to stop a moment to crash their mouths together in a heavy kiss. His cock was fully hard by this point and straining against the confinements of his jeans so he wasted no more time in getting Martin into his room. He backed the boy up to the base of his bed and with a small shove watched as he bounced onto the mattress. Daniel paused to shed his shirt and jeans leaving him in only his boxers as he crawled onto the bed. He hovered above the boy on all fours taking in the sight of the flushed skin and those beautiful lips. Daniel braced himself on one hand while he bent down to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses across his chest the other hand slipping down to work open Martin’s jeans. Beneath him Martin writhed his hands coming up to slide over Daniel’s skin; tracing the patterns of ink that were now on display. He sat back from teasing one deliciously taut nipple to get Martin’s jeans off, the boy lifting his hips up off the bed to aid in the process. Daniel pulled them down muscular legs along with his boxers before tossing them both behind him.
“God you’re sexy.” Daniel groaned as Martin panted up at him through half-lidded eyes.
Martin just lifted a corner of his mouth in reply his hands rubbing continuously along Daniel’s thighs. Daniel scooted down the bed so that he could bend down and take Martin’s erection into his mouth. The boy immediately jacked his hips up forcing his entire length into Daniel’s mouth and making him choke a little to which he moaned appreciatively. Daniel forced his hips - they really were such sexy hips - back onto the bed so that he could breathe. Leaning back down he nipped at the soft flesh of Martin’s inner thigh before licking up the length of his cock and swirling his tongue around his weeping head. He kept one hand on Martin’s hip to hold him down while the other reached up to tweak a nipple. He kept sucking and bobbing, drinking in the moans and whimpers Martin was making, feeling the way his body was tensing and writhing underneath him.
“Shit, Danny... Danny I’m gonna....”
That was as much of warning as Daniel got before Martin came in thick spurts of salty cum. Daniel swallowed and swallowed until Martin had nothing left to give. Then he crawled back up that toned body to capture those lips in a heady kiss, forcing the remainder of Martin’s cum into his own mouth which the boy took hungrily and swallowed down. As they kissed Daniel reached down to run a finger along the sensitive skin between Martin’s balls and hole. Martin moaned into the kiss and Daniel moved his finger back further to tease at the tight pink entrance. It wasn’t long before Martin was begging his cock half hard.
“Danny, please just fuck me.” He all but whined.
“Grab that pillow.” Daniel ordered with a smirk.
As Martin put the pillow under his hips Daniel reached over to his bedside table and rummaged in the drawer for the condoms and lube he knew were there. Finding them he pulled them out and deposited them on the bed before stripping off his boxers. He spread Martin’s legs apart from where they were bent at the knee before uncapping the lube and spreading some over his fingers. He returned his now slicked up fingers to Martin’s entrance rubbing around the whole before slipping one finger in. Martin immediately jerked his hips upwards, impaling himself further on the finger. Daniel wasted no time in preparing him, stretching him quickly before removing his fingers and sliding on a condom. He lined himself up at Martin’s entrance, he was on his knees with his hands wrapped around Martin’s hips lifting him up slightly. Daniel pushed forward with a grunt and buried himself to the hilt. Martin was tight and hot and Daniel had to stop to control himself a moment or he would be coming right then.
“Danny, please move.” Martin breathed his voice raspy.
“You want me to move?” Daniel teased, regaining control.
Martin responded by trying to jerk his hips but Daniel held them tight in his grasp. Ever so slowly he pulled back leaving just the head of is cock buried in Martin then just as slowly sunk back into him. Martin whined deep in his throat and strained against Daniel’s grip his entire body trembling.
“Like this?” he asked his voice rough with desire and exertion.
“Faster.” Martin spat out.
Daniel just smirked and slammed his hips forward causing Martin to slide up the bed some. He repeated the motion and was rewarded with a strangled moan and nails digging into his back. Leaning forward he braced himself on his forearms and captured Martin’s mouth, that pretty red mouth that was spewing out obscenities and lewd noises. They kissed sloppily as they continued to surge together repeatedly Martin’s once again weeping cock trapped between their bodies. Daniel was close he could feel it in the way his toes curled and his back arched to get deeper, closer. He managed to fit a hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Martin’s cock just working the head. His thumb slid over the sensitive head and Martin came for the second time that night his entire body tightening for a moment the action drawing Daniel’s own orgasm out of him and he came with a long and throaty groan. His body coiling tight before shattering with the release.
Daniel collapsed forward managing to land half on the bed so that his full weight wasn’t on Martin. After a moment he gingerly pulled out and discarded the condom by tying it off and tossing it in the general direction of the trash bin. Other than that he had no energy to move and he laid there his breath coming in harsh pants and his body still humming with the after math of his orgasm. Martin was also breathing harshly one hand absentmindedly trailing over Daniel’s back outlining the words inked into his skin.
“Danny?” Martin asked softly.
Daniel grunted in reply, smiling at the way the boy kept calling him Danny.
“Can we do this again?”
Daniel just laughed and pressed a kiss to Martin’s sweaty shoulder. Yeah, they could definitely do this again.
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Martin Kelly
Rating: 14A
Words: 2,704
Disclaimer: Fiction as in made up.
Summary: AU. Daniel sees Martin at a club and is intrigued
AN: Loosely inspired by the song Do It Again by Stroke 9
When Daniel first saw him it was a Friday night at a club called Stroke 9. Daniel was by the bar Carlsberg in hand his eyes on the dance floor. Bodies pulsed together as the bass pounded fuelling the rhythm of the crowd. A blonde on the peripheral of the swaying bodies looked over at him and offered up a coy smile as she ground into the nearest body. Instantly Daniel’s gut tightened. Not for the blonde - she wasn’t his type - but for the unsuspecting body she was mindlessly bumping against.
He was young; almost jailbait from the looks of him and in the back of his mind Daniel wondered how he had gotten in. The forefront of his mind didn’t care about such things and was too busy imagining him on his knees, mouth wet and red. The boy caught Daniel’s eyes and he smirked. Even from the distance he could see the knowing blue eyes laughing, they seemed to speak to Daniel as if to say ‘I know what you’re thinking. I know and I like it’. His hand was tight around the Carlsberg and he brought it to his mouth, tipping it back and draining it his eyes never leaving the boy. Daniel put the now empty bottle down and stalked - really there was no other word for it - over to the boy. He faintly registered the blonde’s satisfied smile and he chuckled to himself thinking just how wrong she was. The boy had disentangled himself from her his hips - such nice slender hips - still swaying slightly.
Daniel didn’t say anything just went right up to him and slid an arm around his waist. His left leg was slightly forward and he pulled the boy onto it. He came easily - willingly - and straddled Daniel’s thigh pushing himself against his body. Out of the corner of his eye he noted the blonde’s disgust but he could care less, he was far more concerned with the way the boy was moving against him. He moved both hands to the boy’s hips, short nails digging into soft flesh. Red lips were parted and Daniel couldn’t look away, watching the soft pants fall past them as he rutted against Daniel’s thigh. Daniel bent his head to capture them with his own, he tasted like whiskey and something Daniel couldn’t quite identify but knew he loved. He licked his own lips after he pulled back and gave a low growl deep in his throat. The boy dropped his head to rest it on Daniel’s shoulder and Daniel could feel the moist heat of his soft pants through the thin material of his t-shirt. Their movements were beginning to look less and less like dancing and Daniel could feel the hardness of the boy’s cock hot against his thigh. He let one hand slip down to palm his ass the other keeping a firm grip on his hip, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. He felt the boy’s body tighten and even with the deafening music around them Daniel heard the gasp that preceded his orgasm. The boy shuddered in his arms as he let out a keening moan. After a few moments he lifted his head and gave Daniel a shaky smirk. His face was flushed pink and his pupils were blown with desire. Daniel could have come right there from just looking at him. As it was his cock was pressing painfully against the zip of his jeans. His hand was still on the boy’s hip and the boy reached down and grabbed it with his own. Strong fingers encircled his wrist and stepping away pulled Daniel with him. Daniel went easily, already knowing he would do whatever the boy asked of him.
He was led to the bathroom and when the door shut the boy pushed him into the only stall pressing into him so he could flip the lock. It was a tight fit but the boy still managed to slide to his knees. He palmed him through his jeans and Daniel hissed at the contact. He looked down into midnight blue eyes and briefly wondered what they’d look like clear of the heady passion that still gripped him. Then the boy had Daniel’s pants around his thighs and was moving forward with a hungry noise and all thoughts other than ‘fuck’ and ‘oh god yes’ fled his brain. The boy deep throated him almost immediately and Daniel groaned as the tip of his cock hit the back of his throat. He swallowed around him and Daniel could feel the throat muscles contract around his erection. It took all of his strength and will power to not snap his hips forward and bury his cook deeper into the salivating mouth. The boy held him there for a moment before pulling back and gasping for breath. He looked ravished; his eyes watery, face flushed and lips red and swollen. Daniel took a mental picture of the sight before pushing him back to his cock. They boy took him back in without hesitation sucking on the head while one hand worked the base and the other fondled his heavy balls. Daniel felt the pressure building as the boy licked and teased, then without warning his hand moved behind his balls and one blunt fingertip was pushing in. The boy barely got past the first knuckle before Daniel was coming with a stream of obscenities in both English and Danish. The boy swallowed it all down easily, smacking his lips and rising to his feet. His phone beeped as Daniel was tucking his spent cock back in, the boy checked it, chuckled and slipped it back into his pocket.
“Me friend’s looking fer me. See ya around.” He said in a soft Scouse accent.
Then he kissed Daniel - the whisky replaced with his own heady taste - and slipped out of the stall. It wasn’t until he heard the door close that he realized he didn’t even know the boy’s name.
The following Friday found Daniel back at Stroke 9 leaning against the bar scouring the dance floor for the boy who had caused him to wake up painfully hard every morning of the past week. He was on his third beer and still no sign of the boy; Daniel was beginning to get discouraged. He was debating between giving up and leaving or accepting the offer of one of the many available women who had approached him. The latter was a way to pretend he wasn’t here hoping to see the boy but the thought of hooking up with someone that wasn’t the fresh faced youngster had him feeling strangely empty. Instead he found himself turning and signalling the bartender for another Carlsberg.
“Make that two.”
A voice - a distinctly Scouse voice - said from behind him. Daniel turned to see the boy from last Friday standing there with a couple of pound notes in his hand. He handed them over to the bartender and slid the beer towards Daniel. He took the beer and raised it in salute before taking a healthy swallow.
“Thanks...” Daniel trailed off as he remembered he still didn’t know his name.
“It’s Martin.”
“Daniel.” He replied.
Martin smiled and leaned forward his lips just shy of touching Daniel’s ear. His hot breath ghosted over Daniel’s skin and he suppressed a shiver of excitement.
“I’ve jacked off all week to the thought of yer cock fucking me hard, Daniel.” Martin whispered.
Daniel’s eyes widened and he almost choked on his tongue. He grabbed a fistful of Martin’s shirt and yanked him close crashing their mouths together in a hungry, desperate kiss. He was already half-hard and with the way the boy was responding to the kiss it wouldn’t take long for his cock to be fully hard. With effort he pulled away, breathing harshly.
“My flat’s ten minutes away.”
Martin smiled and put down his still half-full beer. Daniel did the same and with one last quick kiss led the way out of the club. They made it to his flat in less than ten minutes, desire making their steps a bit quicker. Martin’s hands were all over Daniel’s chest and stomach as he dug his keys out. He tried to focus on getting the key into the lock but it was a difficult task with the way Martin’s hands were slipping under his shirt and scratching lightly over the taut skin. Eventually he heard the tumbler slip aside and he was able to push the door open almost falling into his flat with the way Martin was pushing him. Daniel laughed as he stumbled and Martin shoved him up against the wall his mouth immediately finding Daniel’s. His laughter stopped as intense desire coursed through him and he focused all of his attention on simply feeling.
Martin pulled away when breathing became a necessity and Daniel watched as he took the opportunity to shed his top before latching onto Daniel’s neck. A groan escaped his lips as Martin marked his skin and he pulled him tighter against his body his hands kneading at the soft flesh of his ass. He felt so good; the way his teeth scraped across the sensitive flesh of Daniel’s neck, the way he pressed his whole body into him and the soft humming noises he was making.
“Fuck me.” Martin breathed into his skin.
“Fuck yeah.” Daniel groaned.
He pushed the boy back so that he could move away from the wall stepping aside so that he could close his front door which was still open. Sliding the lock back into place he returned his attention to Martin, linking his fingers into the belt loops of the younger boy’s jeans he guided him towards his room walking backwards down the hall. Martin smirked and Daniel had to stop a moment to crash their mouths together in a heavy kiss. His cock was fully hard by this point and straining against the confinements of his jeans so he wasted no more time in getting Martin into his room. He backed the boy up to the base of his bed and with a small shove watched as he bounced onto the mattress. Daniel paused to shed his shirt and jeans leaving him in only his boxers as he crawled onto the bed. He hovered above the boy on all fours taking in the sight of the flushed skin and those beautiful lips. Daniel braced himself on one hand while he bent down to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses across his chest the other hand slipping down to work open Martin’s jeans. Beneath him Martin writhed his hands coming up to slide over Daniel’s skin; tracing the patterns of ink that were now on display. He sat back from teasing one deliciously taut nipple to get Martin’s jeans off, the boy lifting his hips up off the bed to aid in the process. Daniel pulled them down muscular legs along with his boxers before tossing them both behind him.
“God you’re sexy.” Daniel groaned as Martin panted up at him through half-lidded eyes.
Martin just lifted a corner of his mouth in reply his hands rubbing continuously along Daniel’s thighs. Daniel scooted down the bed so that he could bend down and take Martin’s erection into his mouth. The boy immediately jacked his hips up forcing his entire length into Daniel’s mouth and making him choke a little to which he moaned appreciatively. Daniel forced his hips - they really were such sexy hips - back onto the bed so that he could breathe. Leaning back down he nipped at the soft flesh of Martin’s inner thigh before licking up the length of his cock and swirling his tongue around his weeping head. He kept one hand on Martin’s hip to hold him down while the other reached up to tweak a nipple. He kept sucking and bobbing, drinking in the moans and whimpers Martin was making, feeling the way his body was tensing and writhing underneath him.
“Shit, Danny... Danny I’m gonna....”
That was as much of warning as Daniel got before Martin came in thick spurts of salty cum. Daniel swallowed and swallowed until Martin had nothing left to give. Then he crawled back up that toned body to capture those lips in a heady kiss, forcing the remainder of Martin’s cum into his own mouth which the boy took hungrily and swallowed down. As they kissed Daniel reached down to run a finger along the sensitive skin between Martin’s balls and hole. Martin moaned into the kiss and Daniel moved his finger back further to tease at the tight pink entrance. It wasn’t long before Martin was begging his cock half hard.
“Danny, please just fuck me.” He all but whined.
“Grab that pillow.” Daniel ordered with a smirk.
As Martin put the pillow under his hips Daniel reached over to his bedside table and rummaged in the drawer for the condoms and lube he knew were there. Finding them he pulled them out and deposited them on the bed before stripping off his boxers. He spread Martin’s legs apart from where they were bent at the knee before uncapping the lube and spreading some over his fingers. He returned his now slicked up fingers to Martin’s entrance rubbing around the whole before slipping one finger in. Martin immediately jerked his hips upwards, impaling himself further on the finger. Daniel wasted no time in preparing him, stretching him quickly before removing his fingers and sliding on a condom. He lined himself up at Martin’s entrance, he was on his knees with his hands wrapped around Martin’s hips lifting him up slightly. Daniel pushed forward with a grunt and buried himself to the hilt. Martin was tight and hot and Daniel had to stop to control himself a moment or he would be coming right then.
“Danny, please move.” Martin breathed his voice raspy.
“You want me to move?” Daniel teased, regaining control.
Martin responded by trying to jerk his hips but Daniel held them tight in his grasp. Ever so slowly he pulled back leaving just the head of is cock buried in Martin then just as slowly sunk back into him. Martin whined deep in his throat and strained against Daniel’s grip his entire body trembling.
“Like this?” he asked his voice rough with desire and exertion.
“Faster.” Martin spat out.
Daniel just smirked and slammed his hips forward causing Martin to slide up the bed some. He repeated the motion and was rewarded with a strangled moan and nails digging into his back. Leaning forward he braced himself on his forearms and captured Martin’s mouth, that pretty red mouth that was spewing out obscenities and lewd noises. They kissed sloppily as they continued to surge together repeatedly Martin’s once again weeping cock trapped between their bodies. Daniel was close he could feel it in the way his toes curled and his back arched to get deeper, closer. He managed to fit a hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Martin’s cock just working the head. His thumb slid over the sensitive head and Martin came for the second time that night his entire body tightening for a moment the action drawing Daniel’s own orgasm out of him and he came with a long and throaty groan. His body coiling tight before shattering with the release.
Daniel collapsed forward managing to land half on the bed so that his full weight wasn’t on Martin. After a moment he gingerly pulled out and discarded the condom by tying it off and tossing it in the general direction of the trash bin. Other than that he had no energy to move and he laid there his breath coming in harsh pants and his body still humming with the after math of his orgasm. Martin was also breathing harshly one hand absentmindedly trailing over Daniel’s back outlining the words inked into his skin.
“Danny?” Martin asked softly.
Daniel grunted in reply, smiling at the way the boy kept calling him Danny.
“Can we do this again?”
Daniel just laughed and pressed a kiss to Martin’s sweaty shoulder. Yeah, they could definitely do this again.