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Breaking Through	By : gardenrose Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 4056 -:- 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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********************************* PREVIOUSLY LOST PART 22 ***************************
4 month later
"For fuck's sake!" Darren slammed the door.
"What?" Daniel raised his head from his laptop.
"Do you ever do anything except of this?" Darren asked. He threw himself on a leather chair that was one of the very few accessories of their dressing room.
Daniel remained silent.
"Why does he have to point it out? Always?" Darren was furious and wasn't hiding it.
"Well how about ... because you make the same mistake at the same place every time during the last few weeks and he only pointed it out today! Ben is only trying to help this, you know..." Daniel was trying to calm Darren down. But he already knew he is on to failure.
One of the backing singers knocked at the door and peaked her head inside before they had even answered, "is the sound-check over then?"
"Yes, Lydia, it's over!" Darren shouted. He jumped up and locked the door. "Why doesn't anyone knock any more, bloody hell!"
"She knocked," Daniel commented.
"Are you picking a fight?" Darren turned to him.
"I haven't raised my voice or complained since the ice age, Darren, chill out," Daniel smiled and invitingly opened his arms to Darren. Darren willingly jumped in his lap and started kissing Daniel's neck.
"Wait..." Daniel whispered, "I said wait, honey..."
Daniel reached down to put his laptop on the floor. Then he closed his arms on Darren's back and pressed him closer to himself, Darren straddling him.
Darren was busy licking Daniel's earlobe, his hands on the back of Daniel's neck.
"Come on, kiss me, baby..." Daniel begged, turning his head trying to capture Darren's lips.
"No honey you'll leave me bruised again one hour before the show,' Darren whispered in his ear, "my lips are precious you know..."
They both laughed and Daniel pushed his hips up. Darren was unprepared to feel Daniel's erection making such a sudden contact with his own crotch, he threw his head back and moaned. Daniel used a moment to press his lips to Darren's neck, then quickly work his way up to his chin and in few seconds he was kissing his lips. Darren didn't seem to mind as he opened his mouth, grinding his hips against Daniel's.
Daniel talked not taking his lips off Darren's, "fuck the show... I'll bruise them all I want..."
Their tongues touched and they moaned in passion.
A bang on the door.
"Jesus Christ, what?" Darren screamed, "Does this door say BOTHER US?"
He got off Daniel's lap and run his hands through his hair, throwing a quick glance in a mirror. Daniel just shook his head and looked down at himself to make sure he is halfway decent. As decent as anyone could be considering the situation.
"What the fuck, Elena???" Darren shouted right into her face.
"Can I ask you for a favour not to lock yourself in?" she said, noticing flushed faces and weird atmosphere.
"What???" Darren would slam the door in her face but she was already inside.
"This is no scout camp. I have no time to sneak around corners checking on you. You play a concert and when you're back at the hotel, I don't care what you do."
"Is this why you banged on the door of MY dressing room?" Darren asked, quite lost for words. Also not being able to concentrate on right answers as he normally would.
"Did everything go well at the sound-check? Why the sudden storming off the stage?" she inquired, completely unmoved by the situation.
"Artistic differences, you wouldn't have a clue,' Darren answered rolling his eyes and sitting down in front of a mirror to check on his make up.
"It better be artistic differences and not you fucking up again," she said turning around to leave.
Darren jumped to his feet and grabbed her by the shoulder.
For a moment Daniel was ready to run to her rescue but sat back again realizing Darren is not gonna hit her. He made her turn around and put his hands down.
"I haven't questioned your business decisions lately, have I? Get off my back! It can't always be perfect! No one wants it more than me, but it can't!"
She looked at him with a shadow of softness. "I am sorry. Would you please get ready?"
That night Daniel felt it. Not on stage, not yet. But in the dressing room, at the rehearsal, he suddenly felt like he is not even there, like he sees everything from a distance... Like he would be watching a movie or reading a book... He cared deeply about the storyline, he loved one character and had an opinion about all the others, too... He was deep into the story. But just like with a movie or a book, he wasn't able to influence a single thing about it. It run without him. He also realized he won't be able to close the book the minute he stops liking it. Or stop the tape. He is a character, too. He will have to watch it to the end.
Daniel sat in his dark hotel room. He didn't want to turn on the lights. He sat on the edge of his bed and waited for Darren. Elena insisted on them sleeping in separate hotel rooms. Well at least it felt like home, Daniel thought and smiled at the silly idea.
Darren was so good tonight... The sexual energy he didn't get to release made him angry and passionate. He was at his best. Daniel grinned remembering some of the routines Darren had done, his hips swinging innocently, his lips mouthing not so innocent words to Daniel, his eyes burning with desire, his voice full of pain and emotions.
Daniel knew after such an emotional show Darren couldn't stay alone. He needed a shoulder to cry on. A lover to give in to.
Daniel got up and in the darkness stumbled for his suitcase. He opened it and tried to find something. He hated living out of a suitcase. But every day of this tour meant he is another day closer to the end of it. It made it tolerable.
Daniel returned to the bed and sat down. He held a pair of leather handcuffs in his hands. He let his finger run over the soft leather inside... trailed his finger down the chain connecting the cuffs. Caressed the leather again. He closed his eyes and imagined the touch of the leather on his wrists. The thought excited him so much he felt strange wet softness on his wrists, he felt like someone caressed his skin. When he opened his eyes he realized that it wasn't his imagination, he was being touched. He didn't hear Darren come in. He had kneeled down in front of him and was kissing Daniel's hands.
Daniel looked down at Darren's black bent down head. There certainly was someone who needed to feel this sensation more than Daniel.
to be continued
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