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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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The next day, I woke up, and he was lying next to me like he’d been watching me for awhile. Mind you, I’m not a morning person. I don’t wake up easily, and certainly not as cheerful as he is, but how can anyone be grumpy waking up to that little ray of sunshine? It took me a few minutes to form a coherent thought. Then it all came back to me. Wait, this wasn’t a dream? I didn’t just imagine that Darren and I had mind-blowing sex last night?

“Hi, Sleepy.”
“Morning. What time is it?”
“8:30.”
“Have you been awake long, watching me sleep?”

He giggles. There’s that flutter in my stomach again. I reach my hand out to his face.

“You’re even beautiful in the morning.”

He cringes.

“Trust me, I’m not.”
“Oh shut up! Yes you are. Now turn ‘round and snuggle with me.”

I happily curl up around him. His body is warm against mine. Wait, wasn’t I all sticky last night? Did he clean me up after I fell asleep? Oh well, whatever. I feel too good holding him to care.

“You don’t have to work today, do you?”
“No. Why, throwing me out already, are you?”
“Never.”
“Are you always this cheerful in the morning?”
“Only when I’ve made love to the man of my dreams the night before.”
“Hmm. I thought it was all a dream.”
“It was. It came true.”

I open my eyes and smile. He looks up at me, and turns over to face me.

“Give us a kiss, Darling.”
“I’ve got dog breath. You really want me to kiss you?”
“Yes. I don’t care.”
“Trust me, you will.”

I kiss him anyway. He stages an elaborate death scene.

“Alright, I’ll get up!”

I grab my shorts and trudge off to the loo.

“Would you like some coffee or something?”, he calls from the bedroom.
“Coffee sounds lovely, thanks.”

When I emerge, he’s left his extra bathrobe on the bed for me. He’s so considerate. Love that about him. When I make my way to the kitchen, he’s watching Saturday morning cartoons. So cute.

“C’mere, Luv.”
“What?”
“I want to give you a proper kiss. You were amazing last night, Darren.”

He smiles. My hand is on his face as I kiss him. Neither of us wants to stop.

“Did you have something you needed to do today? I don’t want to keep you from anything.”
“Yeah, you.”
“Beg pardon?”
“All I want to do today is you.”

I smile.

“Well then.”

He laughs. We snuggle on the couch. I don’t really care what he’s watching. I just know I can see myself with him forever. He’s singing along with the cartoons. I love that childlike quality about him. Everyone should retain a bit of that, I think.

“Do we have to get dressed, or can we just lie about all day and have more incredible sex?”
“Mmm.”

He’s lying back against me, nestled between my legs, and I’m holding him.

“Is that a yes, Luv?”, I ask, as I kiss his neck.
“That tickles, Rich.”
“So my boy’s ticklish then, is he?”, I ask, with a gleam in my eye.
“Don’t you dare! Richard!”

And then I’m tickling him, and he’s squealing like a little girl, which only makes me laugh harder.

“Where else are you ticklish?”

He’s frantically trying to catch my hands before I dig my fingers into his ribs.
“Stop!”
“Make me.”
“If I grab your balls, you’ll stop.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”

I try to swing my knee over to protect myself, but he’s too quick. He reaches behind himself as I’m trying to scramble out of the way and he has his hand on my crotch in an instant.

“Oy, watch what you’re squeezing there, Sweetpea!”

He turns around in my lap, his head on my shoulder, the tickling match abruptly ended. He looks up at me, and I’m once again lost in those eyes. I lean in to kiss him. This time it’s slow and gentle. We keep stopping to look at each other and smile, and just marvel at the fact that we were strangers just 24 hours before. This just feels so perfect. So complete. Like we’re right where we were meant to be.

“What are you thinking, Richard?”
“How right this feels.”

He sighs happily.

“I don’t ever want it to end.”
“Who says it has to? I mean, I will have to go home eventually, Sweetheart.”
“Do you have a house?”
“No, just a flat.”
“When’s your lease up?”
“End of next month.”
“Move in with me.”
“For real?”
“Yes, Richard, I’m serious.”
“Well, I was considering getting a bigger place. And you’ve got a really nice house...”
“I want to wake up next to you every morning, Richard Cullen.”
“Dog breath and all?”
“Dog breath, bed head, eye boogers and all.”
“Yech, that sounds so appealing!”

He giggles.

“You know what I mean.”
“I look a fright in the morning.”
“So?”
“I snore.”
“So does my dog.”
“And you want me anyway?”
“Did I run screaming out of bed this morning? Oh, and you drool too. Don’t forget that.”
“I drool? I do not drool! Do I?”

He’s laughing.

“Yes.”

I shrug.

“I think you might be stuck with me then, Darren.”
“What was that? Stuck in you?”

I laugh.

“You’re terrible. I love you.”
“I love you too, Richard.”
“Hey, Dar?”
“Hmm?”
“Remember last night, what I said I wanted to do to you?”, I ask, sucking on his finger.
“Ooh. That makes me all hot just thinking about it.”
“I still want to. Except this time I want to finish it.”
“You know something? I always thought I was pretty good at giving blowjobs, but I can’t do what you did last night.”
“That’s alright. You don’t have to. It still feels good, even if you don’t take it all the way.”
“I’ve got a bad gag reflex. If I take it too far into my mouth, I’ll puke, and that’s not very sexy, is it?”
“Don’t worry about it. Did you ever go down on a girl?”
“Oh yeah. I was good at that too. I didn’t dislike sex with women, but my true preference was men. What about you?”
“I’ve had female lovers. Girlfriends. But I always felt more comfortable with men. My desire was much stronger for men. Once I had my first encounter with a man, that was it. It’s such a relief to not have to deny that anymore, isn’t it? C’mere. Don’t you have a song about loving someone at first sight?”

He nods.

“Would you sing it for me, Dar?”

I listen, enthralled, as he sings “I Knew I Loved You.”
Yes, I realize my lover is a pop star and I’ll have to share him with the world.
So long as his heart and his body are mine, I’m okay with that.

“Do you think that should be our song?”
“It could be, but I’ll write new ones specifically for us.”
“That’s sweet, Luv.”
“Rich?”
“Yeah?”
“What turns you on?”
“About you, or in general?”
“Both.”
“Well, I love your eyes and your mouth. I really like the way you kiss too. But what gets me the most is hearing you moan. That gets me hard so fast.”
“Did you ever hear my song ‘Dirty’?”
“Don’t tell me. You’ve got a song where you’re making all those noises that drive me crazy?”
“Several.”

He gets up and puts his iPod on the speakers. From the first ten seconds of listening to his gasps and “oohs”, I’ve got a stainless-steel boner. He smiles.

“That really does get to you, doesn’t it?”
“Can’t you tell?”

He kneels in front of me on the sofa.

“Let me help you with that, Darling.”

My heart is racing as he slides my shorts down my hips.

“God, Richard, it’s beautiful. It’s perfect.”
“What is? You think my dick is beautiful? Silly boy.”
“I could just eat it up.”

He runs his tongue up my length.

“Ooh Darren, yes!”

I watch him take me into his mouth.

“Mmm...so warm. Suck me, Lover.”

My head falls back, and I’m gasping for air.

“Ohh...(hiss) that feels so good. Don’t stop. Oh Darren...oh yeah...(gasp) ooh...”

I think my moans are getting him hard too, because he touches himself.

“Let me do that for you, Darren. Come up here.”

We stretch out on the sofa in a 69 position and resume our ministrations on each other. He was right. He is good at this. He sucks hard, and it feels sensational. Gotta return the favor. He’s moaning while he does me, and the vibrations just add to the pleasure. What I’m gonna do next is probably gonna undo him altogether. I’m swallowing around him, and he releases me from his mouth and lets out what almost sounds like a squeak. He’s trembling. Not gonna be long now. My guess is that no one’s ever deep-throated him before. He loves it.

“Oh God, Rich! Oh God! I can’t...when you do that...I’m gonna...ooh...Richard, I’m coming...ohh...”

He shudders hard as I swallow every drop, milking it out of him until he’s completely spent. I’m still aching for release, but I can wait until he comes down from his reverie. I love the look of absolute ecstasy on his face, and that I’m the one that caused it. I may never get enough of pleasuring him. He’s so sweet. So beautiful. Mine. His head is resting on my thigh. His eyes are closed, and he’s got the most blissful smile on his face. My hand is rubbing his back.

“Felt good, did it, Luv?”
“Hmm.”
“Calling Mr. Hayes. Earth to Darren.”

He giggles.

“Sorry Hon. That was so good. I’m just...I’m reeling.”
“No one’s ever done you that way before, have they?”
“No.”

He opens his eyes slowly, and realizes he never finished me.

“Oh Rich, I’m sorry. Here I am lost in this orgasmic haze, and you’re still waiting. Forgive me. You should’ve said something.”
“Relax, Darren. I’ll wait until you’ve recovered.”
“I may never recover from that, Darling. I hope I can make you feel half as good as you did me.”
“You sure did last night, Luv.”

We shift positions so I’m on my back, and he’s on his stomach between my legs. I stretch my arms lazily over my head and hold onto one of the half dozen or so throw pillows on the sofa. I wanna watch him go down on me. Burn that image on my brain. He’s teasing me a little with his tongue to get me fully erect again. I keep gasping every time he makes contact. Ooh, what he’s doing. How to describe it...he’s kind of fluttering his tongue on the underside, just below the head, in that one spot where most guys are really sensitive. And then he retracts my foreskin a little to expose the head, and licks it like a kid with an ice cream cone. He’s making my toes curl. Damn, he’s good! He takes that delicious little tip of his tongue and flicks it over the slit to taste the drops there.

“Jeez Darren, I’m gonna explode! Suck it, already!”

He smiles, places a kiss on the head, and then takes it into his mouth.

“Aah yeah...harder!”

He’s got me panting in a matter of seconds, working me in and out of his mouth, and using his hand on the lower part. Feels so good when he draws on me like that.

“Dar, if you don’t want to swallow it, get out of the way. It’s coming.”
“I wanna swallow it, Rich. Give it to me, Baby.”

I hear myself making this feral howl as I go off in his mouth. I think more of it got on his face than in his mouth, but I don’t think he cares. Free facial. He swallows as much as he can, and wipes the rest off with a Kleenex. I feel like I just dissolved into the sofa cushions.

“Thank you, Luv. I think I’ll keep you.”

He laughs.

“Sorry if I got you in the eye.”
“You didn’t.”
“I may never leave here.”
“Suits me just fine.”
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