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So Beautiful	By : Leneanna Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1843 -:- 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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OK, so I know it’s been a long time since I updated the story, but I felt like I was beginning to just recycle the same love scenes over and over, so I stepped away from it for awhile. Now that D’s about to release a new CD, hopefully I’ll get some new storyline ideas. I'm working on a new chapter as we speak. And here it is...
It wasn’t completely freezing last night, so I cracked the bedroom window just a bit before climbing into bed. Darren was already asleep. I love to feel the fresh air blowing. It kinda turns me on. Alright, stop laughing! I know I’m not the only bloke that reacts that way. So anyway, it’s late morning. I’m snuggling into Darren, and I’m horny as hell. My brain is barely registering, but instinctively, the arm of mine that’s thrown around Darren’s middle finds its way under the t-shirt he’s sleeping in. Must find his "on-button". He grumbles.
"Rich. what are you doing?"
"You, with any luck."
He rolls over to face me.
"You’re sneaky, opening the window last night."
I giggle and try to look cute as I nuzzle his neck.
"Alright, you hot-blooded thing, you."
His hand disappears under the duvet.
"Mmm, yeah...touch me..."
He’s kissing his way down my neck, and the breeze makes it feel cool where he’s licking.
"Rrrr...Darren..."
He throws off the covers and slides down on the bed. Oh yeah, this is perfect. The breeze on my skin, and his warm mouth down there.
"Oh fuck, yeah...that’s it..."
I lean my head back on the pillow and close my eyes, moaning. It’s getting to Darren, because he’s touching himself.
"I’ll do you next, Luv, I promise. I just really need to come...mmm...getting close, Darren."
He picks up the pace. I’m about to lose it. He feels my body tense, and reaches for my hand. Trembling, I squeeze his hand and release.
"Ohh...fuck...Darren..."
I lay there, panting, and I can feel his eyes on me, but I’m not ready to open mine just yet. Mmm...that was bloody fantastic!
"Don’t you fucking dare fall back to sleep on me, Richard!"
I giggle and stretch.
"Aw Luv, I wouldn’t do that to you. Just savoring the glow for a minute."
I lazily open my eyes and smile.
"Now that...was a lovely way to start the day. C’mere, Luv. Your turn."
He happily flops back onto the bed. His face is slightly flushed with arousal.
"Okay Baby", I whisper, "This one’s for you."
"God...Richard...(gasp)...yes...ooh..."
"You like that, don’t you, Luv?"
He nods, holding his breath. He’s fingering his nipples, breathing hard.
"Ohmigod Rich, I’m gonna come...!"
One more swallow around his pulsing head, and he’s screaming to wake the neighbours. Damn, I’m good!
I slide back up the bed and cuddle with him. His heart is pounding against mine. I kiss his forehead and brush his sweaty hair off his face.
"I love you, Darren."
"I love YOU, Richard."
"Mmm...now that we’re all loved up, can we go back to sleep?"
"Wally might have something to say about that."
I glance at the dog, who’s whinging softly in his bed.
"Oh bloody hell, alright!"
I grudgingly agree to accompany Darren on his morning dog-walk. I pull on yesterday’s clothes from the heap on the floor.
"Do I stink, Darren?"
"Nah. Not really."
I laugh.
"Not really?"
"We both smell of sex, but it’s not horrible."
I roll my eyes.
"We can shower when we get back. Can’t have the dog exploding now, can we?"
On the way to the park, we stop at Starbucks. We let the dog off-leash once we get there, and settle onto a bench to drink our coffee, smiling at each other. I’m not officially under contract to work on videos for Darren’s new cd (yet), but we’re talking about ideas, so today we’re going to toss a few around. Maybe sketch out some story boards and such. And he’s trying to line up the venue for his next NYE show. Yes, I know, it’s only February, but the date fills up fast. The sooner he locks it in, the better.
So we get home, and we’re in my office, talking about video imagery and what not, and one of my cousin’s kids rings me up. I put my phone on speaker.
"Hi, Uncle Richard. It’s Brenda."
"Hi, Bren. What’s up?"
(Do all teenaged girls talk at a mile a minute?)
"I didn’t know who else to call, and you’re the computer geek in the family, so I figured I’d try you first."
I roll my eyes. Darren sniggers.
"I’ve got this PowerPoint presentation due, and I’ve got the slides done, but I’m having trouble with the transitions. Are you any good at PowerPoint?"
"Oh, I can manage. Let me get it open in front of me, and see if I can’t talk you through it."
"You know how you can set the next slide to come up on ‘click’? Well, mine are coming up automatically, and I don’t want them to do that..."
So I tried to explain how to fix it, but she wasn’t doing something correctly, because it wasn’t working, and I had a hysterical 16-year-old near tears on the line.
"Alright Bren, relax. Here’s what we’ll do. Can you e-mail me your slide show? Right then, keep it open on your end, and we’ll look at it together."
It took me all of two minutes to fix the problem and e-mail it back.
"You’re bloody brilliant! Thank you so much!" Click. I raise an eyebrow at Darren, who cracks up laughing.
"The geek in the family? Next time you should charge for homework help."
"She’s my niece. Cousin. Whatever. You can help the next one that phones."
"But Rich...", Darren whinges in a mock-teenaged-girl voice, "You’re the Geeeeek...."
"Yeah, and that makes you the Geek’s Husband, so bite me!", I fire back.
He stands up behind me and nibbles on my neck. I’m squirming.
"Quit that!"
A devious idea is forming in my brain. I wonder if I can get one of our nieces or nephews to go along with this if I bribe them? Suppose I get one of them to call Darren and tell him they’ve just seen a sex ed video at school, and they want him to clarify something. I would piss myself laughing! Let me think about this one for a bit. This could escalate into a serious joke war, and he hates to lose. Hmm...Robert and Leonie’s kids. Yeah. Robert’s just crazy enough. I’ll e-mail him later.
So we’re taking a break, having a bite to eat, and I flip CNN on. There’s been an earthquake in New Zealand.
"Uh, Darren? Are you seeing this?"
He looks up, and gets that look on his face.
"Have we got kin in Christchurch?"
"Not in the family, but I’ve known people who’ve lived there. Don’t know if they still do. Wow. Serious devastation."
As soon as the Red Cross posted a site, we donated. There are children trapped in the ruins of a school. How sad! How awful for their families. We finished lunch, riveted to the telly.
"Did you want to work on any more stuff today, D?"
"No, let’s got shopping. I need to cheer up. This is too sad."
Off to the mall we went. I hadn’t been planning on buying new clothes, but they were on sale, so I got a few shirts and such. Besides, D says I look cute in them. Who am I to argue?
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