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Passion, Desire so Intense by LindaG and Sara	By : LindaG Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1710 -:- 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 3

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Another morning in Paradise. Another morning in his life as Daniel Jones.

Another morning with damp sheets after a nice, wet dream about the blue-eyed Sex-kitten, who slept just a few doors away from him. Soon that dream would become reality. Very soon.

He reached up a hand and ran it slowly down one of the fine bedposts at the head of the bed. He jerked it for a bit to test its strength. There was not even a creak, and he wasn’t able to move it even an inch. ‘Mmmm… nice and strong. Good!’

He grinned. This bed was perfect. The posts even matched the leather-cuffs hidden away in his little bag. But soon they wouldn’t be hidden anymore…

The mattress was firm and he had soon discovered with great joy that it didn’t make a sound no matter how much you moved around at night or jumped in it… ‘No risk of alerting anyone when he pressed Darren down into the bed then, or when he started to move…’ No one would hear.

And if his victim became a little too loud… He smirked. There was always this…

He sat up a bit, finding what he searched for on the small nightstand: A small piece of soft fabric. He ran it through his fingers lost in thoughts. It would really be a shame to gag that sweet mouth and those beautiful lips, but it could be necessary…

But he would make sure to bring that mouth and those lips to good use first… ‘Oh yes…’

…

He stretched and just lay still for a moment; enjoyed the big soft pillow behind his head and the silky sheets underneath him. This bed was made for sleeping naked. He wondered if Darren slept naked too…

He could imagine him laying there all a, pr, probably having sweet, romantic fantasies about his beloved Danny-boi. About mind-blowing kisses, whispered words of love, nights spent with passionate lovemaking and waking up in each other’s arms…

“Ha!” He laughed out loud. It was a pity that he had to shatter his dreams, but that little Slut was just screaming for a big, hard cock… Every time he looked at him, he could feel it. And he would make sure he got what he deserved…

“Hmmm…” He glanced down. It seemed like it was time for his second morning jerk-off.

He would take this to the shower…

….

“Aahhhh…” he sighed deeply, standing under the warm water, letting it wash over his body.

He reached for the shampoo and shower-gel… ‘Hmm, apple & peach?’ He knew how Darren loved apples. ‘Very sly, Danny-boi. Very.’ Putting a great amount into his hands, he lathered himself; sliding his hands over and down his body as he did so…

He smiled with closed eyes as he found his cock; already rock-hard in his hand… ‘Mmmm… yeah…’ Behind his eyelids he saw that pretty face—big, blue eyes filled with tears and widened in fear. Completely at his mercy. Just as he liked it…

It wasn’t long before he came, marring the glass-wall of the shower-cabin with his cum, but the water soon washed it away…

A dazed smile still curved his lips as he dressed and put on the leather-strap, which held a pendant shaped as a big boomerang. In front of him lay the small note with Darren’s expressive handwriting. He read through it once again before putting it in his jeans-pocket and leaving the room.

It was time to give a little apology…

***

Darren sat on a small couch in the Piano-room. He couldn’t stop himself from biting his nails and running a hand through his hair nervously. Every time there was movement outside the door his head would jerk up, hoping to see that familiar face…

Daniel was late. He hadn’t come to Darren’s room early that morning, throwing the little apology-note at him while saying: “Asshole” in a gentle voice and with a big smile on his face, showing Darren that this was the end of the argument and that he wasn’t angry at all anymore. That was usually what he did.

But Daniel hadn’t come to see him. He hadn’t even been at breakfast. Darren was confused and actually more worried than he cared to admit. ‘He’s been acting so strange. Sometimes I really like it, but it also scares me a bit. Maybe I should try and talk with him about it…’

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the voice he longed to hear the most:

“Morning, Darren. Sorry I’m late…”

Darren smiled brightly up at Daniel, who stood next to the couch starring down at him and returning the smile. He was waiting for the familiar words to come…

But instead, to Darren’s great surprise, Daniel sat down next to him and before he could react Daniel leaned forward and place a long, wet kiss on his cheek.

Darren blinked rapidly, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. ‘Oh. My. God. What IS he doing?’

After a very long moment Daniel pulled away. He smiled at Darren. “I’m sorry I was such a jerk yesterday. Forgive me?” He reached for Darren’s hand and held it.

Darren starred open-mouthed down at their joined hands, and then back up at Daniel. “Uhm… I- I… Y-Yes of course I do…” he finally managed to stutter.

“Thank you!” Daniel exclaimed and then hugged him tightly.

Darren sighed and clung to him with closed eyes. ‘If this is a dream, please don’t ever wake me up…’ “You smell good,” he said then, sniffing Daniel’s skin. “Apples?”

“Yeah! I thought you would like it,” Daniel answered him.

When Darren began to pull back, it took all of Daniel’s strength not to just grab him and pull him back in. Now was not the time. But soon… Soon.

“I found a title for the song we wrote the other day,” Darren said suddenly. “I wanna call it: ‘I Knew I Loved You.’ What do you think?”

He nodded, not really listening. “Very pretty.”

“Come, play the melody for me again. I’d like to run through the whole song.” Darren stood up suddenly, walking to the piano and leaning against it while waiting for Daniel.

‘A melody? I don’t remember any… Oh FUCK! That must be what he and Danny-boi were doing that morning. What can I—?’ “Uhm, Darren…” he stood up slowly, scratching his head.

“Yeah?” Darren smiled at him. “What is it, Danny?”

“I think you must have misunderstood something. I never wrote any melody for that song.” His voice was completely without emotion as he spoke, hiding his nervousness well.

“What???” Darren came to him, his eyes wide and confused. “B-But Danny, I don’t understand, you played the melody to me just the other day after I’d sung the chorus for you, don’t you remember?”

“No,” he said simply, brushing Darren’s hand off his shoulder.

“Daniel—” Darren tried again, reaching for his arm. He was beginning to get really worried again.

“I DON’T remember!” Daniel snarled and backhanded Darren across the face.

Darren fell back against the piano, his hand on his burning cheek while shock filled his face and tears brimmed in his blue eyes. He was speess.ess. He stood there mouth open, simply staring at Daniel.

***

Daniel had been feeling ill. The heat and lack of food and water had made him light headed. His attempts to free himself had been getting weaker and weaker, but when he saw the phony hit Darren, he seethed again.

‘Darren! Oh, god. He’s insane! He’s going to kill Darren… You son-of-a-bitch!’

Adrenaline revitalized him and he began working at his bindings furiously. He had to get free. ‘I’ll kill him. If it’s the last thing I do. Got to get free. Got to save Darren…’

***

‘Fuck.’ He took a step towards Darren and the singer flinched. “I—look, Dare, I—I’m sorry. I’m under a lot of stress right now. What say you meet me in my room in a bit, and we can have a nice quiet dinner together. Okay?”

Darren’s eyes were still wide as saucers, but he nodded. “S-sure, Danny. I—that—I’d like that.”

‘Little slut! Takes a beating and comes back for more. I’ll bet you enjoy being dominated…’ He kept his thoughts to himself and smiled innocently instead. “Half an hour be okay?”

“Yeah.”

Daniel smiled another apology. “Thanks, Dare. See you then.” With that, he went back to his room to get everything ready.

***

Daniel watched the double in his room. Watched him go through a small bag he’d brought with him. He took several things out. Daniel couldn’t see well enough to know what they were, but he saw the candles set up on the nightstand beside the bed, which the double lit.

The musician could tell the ropes were finally weakening. Not enough, but soon. He had to hurry.

....

‘Oh, you’ll love this, you little slut… You’ll be crying for more… yes, you will.’ He fastened one end of each pair of handcuffs to the bedposts, and hid the open end with the pillows. He placed his other implements in the drawer beside the bed and then waited…

It wasn’t long before he heard a hesitant knock on the door.

“Come in.” He called from the bathroom.

He heard the door open, then close.

“Have a seat, I’ll be out in a minute.”

....

Darren looked around Daniel’s room cautiously. Candles? ‘I thought we were going out to dinner…’

“Danny… about what happened earlier… I’m sorry—” He began to apologize. He wasn’t sure why, but it had to be his fault somehow. Arms wrapped around him from behind and he jumped.

“Don’t worry about it,” Daniel said as he began to kiss the back of the shorter man’s neck.

Darren gasped lightly and his head dropped back onto the musician’s shoulder. He moaned in spite of his concerns. In spite of the unexpected attention from his friend.

“B-but… Daniel… Danny… we-we need to talk—”

“Dammit, Darren! You just won’t quit, will you?” Daniel snarled. “I don’t want to t” he” he said as his grip tightened on the singer.

“Daniel, you’re hurting me! Let me go!”

“You little slut! I’m going to fuck your brains out!”

“Wha—?” Daniel’s unexpected threat completely stunned Darren. He didn’t know what to say or do. The next thing he knew he was flat on his back on the bed, one hand already held by a leather handcuff.

“Daniel! Stop this! You’re scaring me!” he began to struggle then, but Daniel was stronger than he expected. It wasn’t long before both wrists were secured.

Daniel opened the drawer of the nightstand, and took out a knife. Darren’s eyes widened as he screamed.

“QUIET!” the musician threatened, holding the knife to his throat. Darren began trembling.

“Danny, what? Why? Please, don’t do this, please!” he pleaded as Daniel began cutting the clothes from his body.

“Why, Darren? Why should I stop? Don’t you think I know you have been dreaming of this for years? Been lusting after me… Well, ever since I saw you I’ve wanted you, too so why should I stop? I’m going to give you what you’ve always wanted… or at least what I’ve always wanted…”

In just a few moments, Darren lay naked before Daniel. This wasn’t how he’d dreamed it would be. Their first time was supposed to be gentle… caring… like their love for each other… The look of pure animalistic lust in Daniel’s eyes terrified Darren. What had happened to the gentle and caring man whom he loved so much? Right now he couldn’t find him…

....

Daniel put the knife on the nightstand and then undressed. The singer’s eyes widened further when he saw how big the musician was. The look in Darren’s eyes made him smirk evilly. Oh! How the fright suited that beautiful face…

He took his time walking to the bed; drawing out the tension. Enjoyed seeing the flinch of Darren’s body with every step he took.

He straddled Darren’s chest; just starring down at those widened blue eyes for a long time. He then reached out slowly; tracing the shape of Darren’s full lips with a fingertip. Darren tried to jerk his head to the side.

“Daniel…” he whimpered, his voice was desperate and confused.

“Sshh…” He pressed one finger hard against that fine mouth. “Your lips are so soft… Show me how good they are…” Before Darren could voice a reply, the finger fo its its way into his mouth. It ran along his tongue, then started a slow rhythm in and out as if it were a cock…

‘Mmmm…’ He couldn’t hold back a sigh of delight. That mouth was perfect! Warm and wet. And if he weren’t mistaking, it had already formed a perfect “O” around his finger. That little slut sure knew what he was doing… Well, now was time for the real fun…

He pulled his finger out and watched as Darren took a deep breath and closed his eyes. No, that is not how we play…

With a quick move he grabbed hold of Darren’s hair; holding his head steady. He watched in satisfaction as the blue eyes now were wide open again; shinning with fear. “Don’t go to sleep on me,” he taunted. “I’m not finished with those pretty lips yet…”

He moved to bring his erection in to Darren’s view, tightening his grip on the singer’s hair so he couldn’t move anywhere. “Nice, eh?” He leered down at the smaller man. “I bet you have been wanting to taste this for years…”

....

Darren swallowed hard and bit down on his bottom lip — hard. He tried to block out the little voice whispering about how many times he had dreamt about doing something like this for Daniel… Block the memories of dreams and daydreams and the teasing on stage.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Something was wrong. Very wrong!

Darren’s hesitation seemed to irritate Daniel, and Darren trembled as his voice suddenly turned hard, demanding: “C’mon, suck it. I know you want it, and that pretty mouth just begs to be fucked… Suck it!!!”

....

Darren opened his mouth then and he thrust in roughly. He groaned with shameless pleasure. The lips were just as soft as he’d always imagined they’d be.

He didn’t hear the soft whimpering sounds underneath him that definitely weren’t from pleasure, he just rolled his hips, pumping his cock in and out, going deeper with each thrust, revelling in the feeling of the soft lips on his hard flesh.

He threw his head back as the need for release built inside him. Finally he couldn’t hold back anymore and buried his pulsing cock in the back of the Diva’s throat. He ignored the gagging sounds as he growled his satisfaction.

“Fuck, you’re good!” he said as he finally pulled himself out of Darren’s mouth and got off the bed.

Tear’s streamed down the older man’s face as he continued to cough, before finally taking in a huge gulp of air. His face was filled with horror and disgust at what his partner had just done.

....

Oh Daniel, why are you doing this? If only you would just tell me…

An evil laugh brought him out of his thoughts and back to the terrible present.

....

Daniel stood over him. “That’s just the beginning, my love,” he said, and bent down and brutally kissed Darren’s red lips. He thrust his tongue into the singer’s mouth mercilessly. He always enjoyed the taste of himself in someone else’s mouth. The taste was always especially sweet.

When he broke the kiss, he looked deeply into the tear-filled blue eyes below him.

…

Darren starred back up at Daniel, and in the moment their eyes met, something seemed to shatter inside him. He searched to find his answers in the green, emerald depths. Searched for the completion and love he had always found there…

But now he looked into a pair of cold, steal-grey eyes that held nothing but naked desire and sexual want….

Oh no, no, NO! It’s not true, it CAN’T be! Oh God. Someone help me. Please!!!

It took several long moments before he could find the strength to speak, and when he did his voice was a barely audible whisper, thick with terror and shock:

“You—you’re not Daniel…”

….

“Took you long enough to figure that out, you love-sick slut!” He continued smirking. Oh! This was a nice twist. Finally the cat was out of the bag…

….

“Where is he? Where’s Danny? What have you done with him?” Darren’s eyes filled with tears. And his voice was close to hysteria as one terrible scenario after the other came to life in his mind.

Oh God, Daniel!!!

The fake laughed harshly. “He’s okay… for now.” Then he ran his fingers down the prone man’s chest and pulled roughly on some of the chest hair; smirking at the cry it earned him. “I’m going to satisfy you better than he ever could.” He nodded to himself and Darren…

Then he began to work Darren’s flaccid penis.

“No! Stop! Get away!” Darren began to thrash about and scream.

“DON’T!” the fake backhanded him again before stuffing the rag into his mouth to muffle his cries. He picked up one of the candles and brought it over the shaking man’s chest.

He laughed when Darren shook his head frantically and the sound of his laughter grew more insane as he tilted the candle and the singer screamed into his gag.

‘Mmmm…’ The high screams and sobs were like music to his ears… If he was screaming like this now, how would it be to fuck him… hard and deep…

What a pity Danny-boy couldn’t hear what nice vocals his beloved Darren really had… What a pity indeed.

He watched with an insane smile curling his lips as Darren twisted on the bed as much as his restraints would allow, trying to avoid the hot wax. That gag was really a shame. Don’t fight my beautiful one, there’s no escape…

…

Daniel stopped for a moment outside the closed door, he had to catch his breath. He clenched his fists and felt his muscles flex. Even from out here, he could hear the insane laughter, and if he strained his ears he could catch a few sobs and muffled screams that he knew must belong to Darren…

Just the thought of what that lunatic could be doing to Darren right now had Daniel’s blood boiling with rage and fear… Please, don’t let me be too late!

Another weak cry from the inside, and Daniel threw himself at the door with an angry growl. Nothing was going to stop him now!

…

Darren’s mind was wrapped in a fog of pain. He couldn’t even hear his own screams any more as the fake tipped the candle again…

‘Oh, god no… no more, please!’

Suddenly he heard the door open with a crash. Darren could barely see through his tears. But his hearing seemed to return as an angry yell echoed through the room:

“Get your filthy hands away from him, you bloody assed bastard!”

‘Wha—?’ Darren’s pain filled mind could barely focus.

“You?” The cruel voice turned to one of complete surprise.

There was the sound of a candle dropping to the floor, and Darren felt that feared shadow above him disappear suddenly…

He tried blinking rapidly as the sounds of a struggle echoed around the room. Grunts and curses and the sounds of flesh striking flesh filled his ears. Then it grew quiet and he held his breath. Would his torture continue now?

Uncertain footsteps mtheitheir way closer. He blinked once again and suddenly he could see. A very different looking Daniel stood over him. This Daniel swayed drunkenly and looked terrible. His eyes were dark circles, his wrists raw and bleeding, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

He seemed disoriented as he picked up the knife from the nightstand. Darren looked on with dismay. Daniel practically fell on him, as he reached over to cut through the leather that bound his wrists to the bed. The singer was too stunned to react for a moment.

“Darren…” Daniel whispered, before he fell to the floor.

Daniel’s collapse spurred Darren into action. He sat up, groaning at the pain in his abused body and muscles.

“Daniel?” he called out cautiously. There were two bodies lying on the floor, but he was pretty sure he knew which one needed his help. He picked up the phone, never taking his eyes off Daniel...

…Tbc…
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Passion, Desire so Intense by LindaG and Sara