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Darren and Richard	By : Leneanna Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1741 -:- 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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I felt better the next day. We awoke late morning. I still felt like I ate way too much yesterday, so Darren took me to the Juice Bar where he got the yogurt-thing the other day. We couldn’t wait to go ashore. It was a quaint colonial village, with lots of little waterfront shops. Less than a mile up the main road was the outdoor market. We took loads of pictures. And, as usual, bought all sorts of neat little treasures. As we were walking back up the main road, we stopped on a bluff, overlooking the beach. The view was breathtaking! The path down to the beach was steep and winding, but we couldn’t resist. There were very few people on the beach once we got there. We sat in a shady spot, with our toes in the sand, just enjoying the tranquility, smiling at each other.

“Darren, look. Dolphins!”
“Oh, cool!”

We watched them frolicking in the water, just offshore.

“Did you ever swim with a dolphin?”
“Yes. At Sea World. It was totally cool.”
“I’d love to do that. Did you know they’re the most intelligent creatures in the sea? That we know of, anyway.”
“You mean, aside from the aliens that colonize the abyss?”
“Of course.”

I chuckle. He’s always hoping extra-terrestrial life will be acknowledged during his lifetime. No doubt he’ll be the first to volunteer to go home with them. I reach for his hand and kiss it.

“I love you, Darren.”

He gazes at me and leans in for a kiss.

“I love you too, Beautiful Boy,” he whispers between kisses.

I watch him draw our initials in the sand. I complete it by drawing a heart around them. We smile at each other.

“Did you happen to notice any place to eat around here?”
“Are you hungry, Darling?”
“Getting there.”
“I’m sure we passed a few places on the waterfront.”

We gathered our things and made to leave the beach, when a really pretty seashell caught my eye. After making sure nothing was going to pop out of it, I had to listen to it. Darren smiled. I threw it in one of our bags, and we went off in search of food. Not far from the dock, we found a café with outdoor seating. A few of our fellow passengers were there also. We had tropical fruit salads. I was craving a cup of tea, so we went back to the ship to put our stuff in the room, and have tea. The afternoon paper was under the door. Hmm...a beach party tonight. Might be fun. More diving expeditions. The photos we took with the captain will be available tonight. Singles dance. Nope, not that. Darren comes over and sits beside me on the bed.

“Anything good tonight?”
“A beach party.”
“You wanna go?”

I shrug.

“Up to you. There’s not much else going on.”
“We can check it out. If it sucks, we’ll just wander off and make our own fun.”

He winks.

“We can watch the sunrise in the morning.”
“We can watch it set too.”
“Party doesn’t start until eleven.”
“That’s alright. We can watch the sunset from the deck before dinner. Then we can eat, and go to the party afterwards. We’d have to change anyway.”
“True.”

He yawns.

“We walked a lot today. I’d love to relax in the hot tub awhile.”
“What if that guy’s there?”
“Ignore him. If he gets creepy, we’ll call security on him. I promised you I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.”
“I know.”
“No one’s going to stop us from enjoying ourselves. This is our time.”
“You’re right. (sigh) Okay, we’ll go.”

Fortunately, there were no weirdos about this time. We relaxed in the hot tub with one other couple. I want one, even more than a new chandelier. Darren motions for me to sit in front of him on the lower ledge. He’s rubbing my shoulders. Totally relaxing. Maybe this is a good time to ask for one.

Hey D? Will you buy me one of these as an anniversary present?”
“Would you like one?”

I smile.

“I know, silly question. Of course you would. With a built-in stereo and colour-changing lights, right?”

(Bigger smile.)

“You’re so cute, Richard!”

He wraps his arms and legs around me and whispers in my ear, “You realize that if we get one, we might never have sex in bed again, Darling?”
“Ooh.”
“I knew you’d like that.”

I laugh, and lean my head back against him.

“Maybe you were a sea turtle in a past life.”
“A dolphin. I like those better. I thought I was with you in my last life?”
“You were. I meant the one before that.”
“Oh.”

The other couple gets out. We have it all to ourselves. Darren turns up the water jets a bit higher, and shifts over so it’s hitting his back. He groans and closes his eyes.

“See? If we get one, we can have this any time we want.”
“I’m sold, Baby. I can think of more fun we could have with water jets if we were alone.”

Yay! Ring it up! Oh, the visual! I can’t help but smile at the delicious image of Darren loving me in our very own hot tub. His voice in my ear brings me back to reality.

“You’re picturing it, aren’t you, Darling?”
“Mmm...”
“I’m tempted to just say ‘Fuck it!’ and take you back to the room and love you up right now, but...”
“But?”
“But what if on the beach tonight, we get the chance to steal away to a hidden cove and live out your biggest fantasy, and you weren’t in the mood because we already did it a few hours earlier?”

I think about it.

“Remember when we practiced it in our bedroom?”
“Yes.”
“Hidden cove or not...”
“Exactly.”

With a sigh, I resign myself to cooling my raging hormones and saving my lust for tonight. Luckily, I’m not visibly aroused. I was still in the ‘3 seconds of lag time between being horny in your brain and being horny in your ...shorts’. I hopped out of the hot tub and into the swimming pool to cool off. Darren, in the meantime, gets out of the hot tub and stretches out on a chair. I climb out of the pool and join him.

“You okay, Richard?”
“Fine.”

We stay there for about an hour, until our swimsuits are dry. We’re just gonna put them back on after dinner anyhow. I think I’d rather just relax in our room until it’s time for dinner. I’ve had enough sunlight for one day.

“I’m gonna go back to the room, Luv. You coming?”
“Yeah, I think so.”

Once in the room, we plop onto the bed and just lay there, looking at each other. I’m fighting a battle in my head. I’ve still got ‘sex-on-the-brain’, even though Darren wants to wait until later. It would only take one little touch to get him in the mood, too. I groan and roll over, burying my face in the pillow. I’m frustrated.

“Rich? What’s wrong, Sweetheart?”

I’m sulking.

“Nothing.”
“Bullshit! If it was nothing , you wouldn’t be sulking. Spill it!”

He turns toward me and moves closer, his hand on my shoulder.

“Richard...talk to me, please?”

I pick up my head.

“Suppose I don’t feel like waiting until later?”

It takes a moment for him to get it.
He smiles.

“Is that what you’re upset about? Come ‘ere.”

He pulls me close. This isn’t helping, feeling his body so close to mine.

“We don’t have to wait. I just thought you’d want to do it on the beach.”
“I do, but that’s hours away yet.”
“And you’re horny now, right?”
In my best little-boy voice: “Just one teensy weensy, itty bitty little jelly bean? Pretty please?”

He’s laughing and running his finger down my chest.

“Well? Are you gonna take your swimsuit off, or am I gonna have to go fishing for it?”

Done. He smiles as his eyes travel over my body.

“You’re getting a bit of a tan. Looks great on you.”
“Admire my beauty later.”
“Ooh, impatient! Alright, I won’t make you wait any longer, My Love.”

He starts with one of those incredible kisses that I can’t get enough of, and I’m urging him to deepen it. I know he hates slobbery tongue-kisses, but I need a bit of that right now. I think my urgency has him taken aback for a moment. He pulls back and looks at me.

“Easy, Rich.”

No! I don’t want to take it easy this time. I whine.

“But I love tongue-kisses, Darren.”
“Okay, just don’t go down my throat. Just meet mine with yours.”
“If you don’t want mine in your mouth, can you put yours in mine?”
“You really like that?”, he asks, incredulously.
“Love it.”

He shrugs.

“Okay, c’mere.”

Oh yeah. This is nirvana. I know it’s a stretch for Darren, but it feels so good. At least I think so. He comes up for air and looks into my eyes, smiling.

“Did you like that?”, he whispers.
“Mmm...”

I close my eyes and smile.

“You could put your tongue anywhere on my body and I’d like it,”, I whisper back.
“Okay. Turn over.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m gonna rim you. I love making you feel good.”
“Well then, who am I to stop you? (gasp) Ohh...Darren...that feels incredible. Ohh...yeah...”

I close my eyes. He’s amazing. I begged for one little quickie blowjob to release the tension, and he gives me this? His tongue’s gonna be the death of me yet! He slides his fingers into me, but I’m almost too lost in the twilight zone to notice. God, he’s got the magic touch! I haven’t climaxed yet, but these delicious waves of pleasure are coursing through my body.

“Mmm...don’t stop...”

He lays behind me, curling his body around mine, and keeps going. He’s leaning on his elbow, watching my expression. My eyes are open, but not really focused.

“Rich, Baby?”, he purrs in my ear, “I was gonna keep doing you with my fingers, but seeing you enjoying it so much is getting me really excited. I wanna fuck you. Will you let me?”

I nod. Hell, I’m so dazed at this point, he could have stuck his foot up there and I might not have noticed! That is,until he wrapped his hand around me to stroke me in time with his thrusts. That snapped me out of my delirium. I look up at him. He’s groaning softly. He doesn’t want to kiss me on the mouth because of where his has been, so he’s kissing my neck instead. My control is threatening to unravel. I turn my focus back to what I’m feeling: our bodies moving together, melting into each other. I think he feels my release coming half a second before I do. I hear him gasp as my head falls back.

“Oh yeah Rich, keep squeezing me... feels so good... ooh...”
“Oh God...yes...right there...ohhh Darren!”

Maybe it’s just coincidental, but he always seems to know exactly what to do to extract every last bit of pleasure out of the moment; just the right touch in the right place. How does he do that?! This time, just as I was coming, he caught most of it in his hand, and then kept stroking me with it, even as he was coming himself. Oh my God, that felt incredible! I couldn’t stop trembling for like, five minutes.
We’re just lying there, listening to each other breathe. I glance at my watch. We’ve got time yet.

“Darren?”
“Hmm?”
“I dunno, maybe this is a silly question, but...do I satisfy you?”
“What?!”
“Do I satisfy you?”
“I heard you, I just can’t imagine why you’d ask.”
“Well, I was thinking about how incredibly good you are at always knowing exactly where, when, and how much, and I’m just wondering if there’s anything you’d want me to do differently.”
“Have I ever given you the idea that your skills were somehow lacking?”
“Well, no.”
“Haven’t I always told you if there was something I’d like, or shown you?”
“Yeah.”
“Then relax. Of course you satisfy me! Where is this self-doubt coming from?”

I turn around to face him.

“Not sure.”
“Come on, Baby, don’t do this. I love you so much.”
“Sometimes you need a bit of reassurance too.”

He sighs and pulls me closer.

“Alright. I’ll tell you then. I absolutely love the way you do me. I love your touch. I love the look in your eyes. When I wrote ‘So Beautiful’, there’s a double-meaning in there. I always thought you knew that.”

I’m fighting back tears.

“Shh, don’t cry. Come on. I know what’ll cheer you up. Let’s shower together.”
“No room for us both in there.”
“That’s half the fun of it.”

I nod. Sometimes I think too much for my own good! We somehow managed to squeeze ourselves into the tiny little shower stall, giggling the whole time. Lord only knows what it sounded like from out in the hall. Not that we cared. When we arrived at the dining hall, everyone was gathered around the displayed photos from Formal Night. Just as we came upon ours, guess who was standing there gazing at it? I stop in my tracks before he sees us and squeeze Darren’s hand.

We overhear the guy talking to his mates: “Aren’t they just the most gorgeous couple you’ve ever seen? I’m so jealous! I wish I could have with someone what they have.”

I kinda feel sorry for the guy now, but his obsession with us still gives me the creeps. Darren clears his throat, and all three of them turn around, wide-eyed.

“Evening, Gentlemen.”
“Oh. Hi. I was just admiring your photo.”

So, he can actually speak instead of staring.

“Thank you.”

Darren removes it from the display, and says nothing further to the three of them as we pay for it. They’re starting to strike me as just really immature, socially awkward geeks. No wonder they aren’t getting any. I hope they go to the singles mixer and don’t stalk us all over the beach.

“Enjoy your evening, fellas,” I tell them, as we head for our table.

I figure maybe if I try talking to them, they’ll stop acting all awestruck and realize we’re just normal people. Karl and Victor arrive a few minutes later, photos in hand.

“How did yours turn out?”, I ask.

Karl puts them on the table in front of me.

“Oh, very nice. Lovely.”
“Let’s see yours.”

I know Karl can’t wait to see the photo of D all dressed up. I was right. He’s gushing over it.

“Are you going to the beach party tonight?”
“Yeah. You?”
“We’ll have to take some pictures together.”
“Should be fun. Long as those three characters don’t stalk us all night.”
“What characters?”
“Oh, these three guys over at the corner table. They stare like there’s no tomorrow, whistle at us at the pool, and just act really weird.”

Victor nonchalantly stands up and pretends to be looking for someone else as he steals a glance toward the three goofballs. Laughing, he sits back down.

“What?”, Darren asks.
“It’s them. Those three losers are in the room across from ours. They’re really loud, really geeky, and act like they just landed here from another planet.”
“Yeah, we’ll they’re obsessed with Darren and I, and I’m a bit wierded out by the whole thing.”

Victor translates to Karl, who starts laughing.

“They couldn’t get laid in a bath-house.”
“Gee, maybe we should ask them if they want to watch. Might learn something,” Darren quips.
“You’re gonna put that WHERE?”, Victor chimes in.

Laughing, I relax and forget about the weirdos for the time being.
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