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Guardian Angel	By : akaWind Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1512 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 11
When we came out of the alleyway, I stopped a taxi and eased Darren into it. Then I sat down myself.
"I hope that lad don't die in my car," the driver looked at us with suspicion. I threw a cruel glance at him, but said nothing. I didn't want to spoil my mood because of such trifle. The quicker we reached the hotel, the better for Darren.
I got out of the taxi, carefully holding Darren under his arm. We caused a bit of surprise and got curious looks from the hotel manager and other people when we passed them in the hall, but I didn't care. Darren's body shook with small tremors.
I had a lot of trouble with the keys, but thank God the door opened and we fell into our room.
I helped Darren to the bed, and took the phone in my hand. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him raise himself from the bed.
"Who are you calling?" he asked quietly.
I reached out and pushed a lock of his hair behind his ear. "An ambulance," I answered. "You need to see a doctor." Then I gently ran my hand through his hair.
"No. It's not needed. I'll be OK soon." He tried to smile.
"Are you sure? I think you need to go to the hospital," I said.
"I don't need to see a doctor, Daniel. I'll be alright, I swear. But thank you for caring so much," he said.
I thought a little and then put the phone back. "Then let me help you," I said and began to take off his clothes.
Darren looked at me with horror in his eyes and asked with a tremulous voice, "What do you want to do? I'm not sure I can…."
"You don't understand." I smiled at him. "I want to help you take a bath and examine your face."
"What's wrong with my face?" Darren began to worry.
"Nothing terrible. You fell with your face down on a piece of glass and cut it." I tried to calm him.
"Shit." Darren raised a hand to his face and carefully touched the cut. "Oh, man. I won't be able to work like this." He winced from pain when he pressed too hard. "I'll have to charge less if it scars. Clients don't like freaks."
"You don't needed to do that…" I paused. "…that job. I have money and…"
"No. I can't." Suddenly he jumped back from me. "I….I won't use it…"
"Shhhhh. Let's talk about it later," I whispered to him. "Let me take care of you."
Darren said nothing. He just lowered his head to my shoulder and watched me. I carefully took off his shirt, but when I started to unbutton his trousers he stopped me.
"No. I can do it myself."
I watched as he tried to unbutton his trousers and remove them. When he finally succeeded in getting them unfastened, I turned away as Darren dropped his pants then moved to take off his underwear.
"I….I'll go fill the bath," I mumbled.
While the bath filled with water, I had time to think. I could not understand why Darren had made such a choice. Why had he gone on the street? Why did he go to that club and why did he go with that man? Why?
When the water was nearly up to edge of the tub, I shut off the faucet and stepped out to look at Darren. He sat on the edge of the bed with closed eyes, naked, quietly shaking.
Trying not to look at his body, I approached him and put a hand on his shoulder. Darren stiffened and opened his eyes.
"Your bath is ready," I told him, embarrassed.
"Thanks," he answered and rose from the bed.
Reluctantly I turned away so I wouldn't see his naked body. It was quite strange. Last night I had mad sex with him, but now I was afraid to look at him.
He trembled with weakness and nearly fell. I overcame my confusion and put my hands under his arms to steady him.
"I'll help you. If you don't mind?"
Darren smiled sadly. "I'd appreciate that. I wouldn't mind at all. I don't have any hang-ups where that is concerned."
I cautiously set him in the bath and sat myself down on the edge. I found the shower gel on a shelf beside me. It had a nice sandalwood aroma that brought a smile to my face.
Next, I picked up a bath sponge, put some of the gel on it, and began to stroke Darren's soft skin. In the beginning I felt some of the tension in his shoulders. Then it began to leave and in one minute Darren had completely relaxed under my hands. I passed from his shoulders to his back, cautiously passing by old scars and marks. I looked at Darren's face and saw that his eyes were closed again. The guy was completely exhausted. I moistened the sponge with water, put a little more gel on it and started to wash his chest. When my hand touched his nipples, Darren's eyes flew open, and a gasp fell from his lips.
Instantly I drew my hand aside. "I'm sorry."
Darren smiled weakly. "It's OK. Just… I'm very sensitive there, you know?"
"Oh," was all that I could say. "Maybe you should wash yourself ….. your sensitive places?"
He lifted his eyes to me. "I… I'm afraid, that I can't…. I'm very tired, and the bath has just sapped my strength." He bit his lower lip. "I'd be pleased if you could help me bathe."
"Oh…..OK," I answered and blushed. "If-if you're OK with that."
"As I told you earlier, I don't have many inhibitions." Darren smiled.
"Then… then let's begin with your hair," I said, and reaching for the shampoo, I began to wash his hair.
I did some easy movements and his head disappeared under a foam cap. While I slowly massaged his scalp, I noticed how he issued a moan of pleasure. I smiled. I always was the master of the head massage. After kneading Darren's hair a few more minutes, I cautiously washed the foam off. His damp hair hugged his scalp, making him look like a child caught in the rain.
After a while I let my hands trail down from his hair, along his neck, then back again. I took the sponge again and rubbed over his shoulders, then down his spine.
"Darren, you need to stand," I whispered. With a slight groan, Darren rose to his feet and curiously looked at me through the hair that had fallen into his eyes.
"I'll try to be careful," I said calmly. "If it's unpleasant to you or hurts, tell me and I'll stop."
I washed one leg, then the other, over his arse and up his back again. Cautiously I washed off the traces of seed and blood from his hips, trying to make my movements as gentle as possible.
Darren stepped closer and leaned against me. I heard a hiss of pain.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked. He only shook his head.
"I'm finished," I said finally and reached forward to turn off the water. I took a towel from the rack and wrapped Darren's body, rubbing him slightly. Then I helped him out of the tub, and back to the bed where I settled him under the covers.
"You need to sleep," I whispered.
Darren groaned something under his breath before his eyes fluttered shut and he fell asleep almost immediately.
TBC
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