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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
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Chapter 4

Leonie and Walter were the first to arrive. Leonie asking questions and demanding answers quicker than Darren cared to follow.
Walter had brought a couple of roadies and they took control of the imposter until the police arrived. Darren ignored everyone’s questions and focused his attention on Daniel.

‘Daniel… Danny… please be okay.’

He didn’t notice Leonie laid a sheet over his shoulders to cover his nudity. He remained crouched on the floor, holding one of Daniel’s hands in his, gently brushing his fingers over the unconscious man’s brow.

The police arrived and took statements while paramedics tended to Daniel and Darren.

***

“No! You will NOT take Daniel to the hospital and that is that! You said he’s just dehydrated. Well, I can take care of him here. We’ll get a private doctor if we need to, but he is NOT leaving my sight!”

“Darren-”

“No, Leo! And he’s NOT staying in this-this room, either. Move him to my room.” He glared at everyone until he saw the looks, shining with concern for him. “Please. I-I, please…” he stumbled to a halt as a tear rolled down his cheek.

“Okay, Darren.” Leonie agreed. She talked to the paramedics and they agreed to move Daniel to Darren’s room after she said they’d call a doctor and agreed to absolve them of any responsibility for undiagnosed problems.

“I don’t suppose you’d consider burning this room, would you Walter?” Darren asked without a hint of amusement.

Walter put a hand on the singer’s shoulder and squeezed reassuringly.

“I understand. I’m really sorry this could happen here, Darren. I’ll have the room cleaned. What about Daniel’s things?”

Darren looked around the room. Daniel’s favorite shirt lay on the floor, but he had worn it yesterday. A picture of them… “Throw it all away. I don’t want Daniel to have to look at anything that bastard touched, and I don’t want to either…”

Walter nodded. They saw Daniel settled into Darren’s bed. Both of them had queen-sized beds in their room, so space wouldn’t be an issue. The paramedics left then, after further admonishments about dehydration and not over eating or drinking too much too quickly.

“Are you okay, Darren? Anything I can get for you?” Leonie asked with a small smile.

“Ah… yeah, if you don’t mind. Juice… and fruit for us, please?”

“Need anything for pain?”

“No, no… I’m okay. The stuff they used under the bandages killed the pain pretty well. I-I just want to stay here, okay?”

Leonie hugged him then. “Of course it’s okay. I’m sorry this happened, Darren. If you need anything call me, please.”

Darren nodded and pulled a chair closer to his bed so he could hold Daniel’s hand. He shuddered when he looked at the bandages on the guitarist’s wrists. Rope abrasions, they had said. The monster had held Danny prisoner somewhere. Without food or water. Why had he done this?

‘No one can tell how a sick mind works,’ he told himself, so he knew there was no answer.

Leonie brought a tray in a short while later, saying nothing, but hugging him again before she left.

Darren decided not to eat anything until Daniel woke. He sat forward in the chair, one hand absently brushing through the wild locks of dirty-blonde hair that framed Daniel’s face.

***

Daniel watched helplessly as the man had his way with Darren, raping his mouth, treating him terribly. ‘No!’ He cried silently. ‘I’m sorry, Darren… so sorry…’

“Darren…”

“I’m here, Danny… I’m here… everything’s going to be okay…”

Daniel heard that familiar voice call to him and he struggled to open his eyes.

“Darren?” His voice was a mere whisper, his throat dry and rough. He wanted to be sure this wasn’t still a dream, that he wasn’t still a prisoner in the nightmare.

He blinked a few times before he was able to see and he recognized the singer’s smile; like a saving light in the darkness, it led him to the waking world. When he was able to focus, he was greeted with the image that had kept him going through his days of hell.

Darren’s face seemed to glow before his eyes, like it had in his memory when he hadn’t been able to sleep, when he’d fought not to give up hope. He had seen Darren’s smiling face, his glowing eyes, lighting up as they did only for him.

He knew his reason then. Admitted the feelings he’d denied for so long. He’d survived for love… for Darren.

Coming back to the present, Daniel’s concern grew and he tightened his hold on Darren’s hand, gazed up at him, his golden brows bent down into a worried frown.

“Are you okay?” His voice was a mixture of sounds. Rough from his ordeal, but soft with velvet concern. The deep, male tone that always seemed to calm Darren… made him feel safe.

Darren sucked in a breath as Daniel spoke. His eyes were blank with unshed tears as that familiar voice filled his ears and mind. It was so similar to his, but yet so different. This was his Danny; no one else could make him feel like this with a word and a single touch.

Finally he found his voice. “I will be… thanks to you, Danny…” He looked into Daniel’s eyes then. Could feel the tears threatening to fall as he saw himself mirrored in an emerald sea of love.

Daniel swallowed thickly at the undisguised love in the blue eyes looking at him, displaying just what he felt. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t get here-” he began, but was stopped as Darren pressed a finger to his lips.

“It’s not your fault. I’m sorry I didn’t realize sooner that… that he wasn’t you...” Darren blushed and turned his head to the side as he felt his cheeks get damp when the tears fell.

He gasped when a hand touched his cheek, gently turning his head back around.

“Sshhh…” Daniel murmured, tenderly catching the tears and wiping them away before placing the palm of his hand against Darren’s cheek. Darren leaned into the caress. “Don’t cry, Dazza. I’m here now. Don’t cry…”

The sound of that beloved pet name made Darren look at Daniel again. The fake had used that name once… but it sounded so different this time. Tears still ran down his cheeks as he hesitantly reached out and fingered the smooth golden hoop in Daniel’s earlobe.

A small, surprised sound came from the musician as Darren touched it gently, feeling its shape and size; feeling the missing pieces he had been searching for come home to rest in their place deep in the center of his heart.

His eyes melted into Daniel’s loving gaze as the hand on his cheek moved to cover his hand at Daniel’s ear.

“Daniel…” Darren still cried, but it was tears of pure joy now. “It’s you...” he whispered. “Oh, it’s really you!”

Daniel smiled at him then, healing Darren’s heart with his inner light, erasing any trace of doubt. “It’s me, Dazza…” he said, holding Darren’s hand even tighter. “It’s me.”

I think I’ve found my way home…’

They just looked at each other for long moments then, neither one of them really wanting to move or lose the other’s touch.

Finally Darren sat back up a bit, noticing that Daniel didn’t let go of his hand. Actually, he looked like he would have preferred if Darren hadn’t moved anywhere…

“The medics said you’re dehydrated,” Darren offered, by way of explanation.

“I’ve got a bloody awful headache, that’s for sure!” Daniel laughed shortly.

“This should help…”

Daniel watched him pour a glass of juice. Then his musical partner slipped an arm under his head and helped him sit up, then held the glass to his lips so he could drink. It was very good, but he couldn’t drink much.

“Thanks,” he said, after Darren eased his head back down.

“Are you hungry? Leonie brought us some fruit. How about some sliced pineapple?” Darren held out a slice, his mouth open in imitation of what he expected from Daniel.

The musician couldn’t help but smile before he opened his mouth. Darren held the juicy sweet between his lips and waited expectantly for him to bite down. Daniel gave a low chuckle before he took the offered pineapple.

It was very good. Juice ran down his chin, but he was too exhausted to wipe it away. Darren’s eyes glowed darkly as he leaned down. His tongue flicked out and licked at the dribble.

Daniel gasped.

“More?” Darren asked ambiguously.

Daniel moaned softly as his pants tightened. “What I’d really like is a ciggie.”

“You haven’t had one in what… two days?”

“Feels longer..”

“You’ve always said you’d quit. Why not start now? I think perhaps I could help you…”

“Oh? And how would you do that?”

Darren offered Daniel a slice of apple next. The musician ate it while he waited for a response.

“Well… I could start by tenderly bathing you,” Darren leaned forward, his eyes were darker now, and his voice was thick. “Then keeping you so busy you don’t have time to think of those nasty things.”

“And just how would you do that?” Daniel repeated. He gulped audibly when Darren offered him the next slice of pineapple from his own mouth.

***

The hot water felt good to both sore bodies. Both men sighed as hands tenderly cleaned abused flesh. Washing away the taint of the previous hours. Little giggles and low chuckles were mixed with gasps and soft whimpers as friendly touches turned to caresses.

As the sounds of the shower ceased, dark blue and emerald gazes melted together. And moments later both pairs of eyes fluttered shut as lips met in a gentle kiss.

***

The bed was firm and welcoming as they sank down into its softness together.

They lay naked on their sides; facing each other; their eyes never losing contact while they let their hands touch and caress the slightly damp skin.

Ag-fig-fingered hand traced the milky-white curves from neck to hip, asking silently for permission as he let himself drown in the liquid-blue of his beloved’s eyes.

Darren sighed his “Yes” and let Daniel touch him; felt how those gentle fingertips searched to learn the paths of his body. He trembled as they slid to his waist and further down to feel the rounded curve of a buttock.

But it was a wonderful tremble this time; a silent cry of desire and never-ending love…

Darren’s fingertips tingled as Daniel led his hand to his body as well. Sure they had touched before, and also caressed each other under the falling water in the shower just minutes earlier… But now it was different; now there was no water or clothing to separate them or limit their senses.

Now it was only the two of them together, finally. Free to discover and experience those hidden feelings which were now fully blooming, burning deep inside them both as a strong all-consuming flame, colouring their cheeks and making their eyes glow as they were no longeraid aid to let them show.

Daniel placed Darren’s palm against his smooth chest; let him feel the pulsating beat of his heart; wanted once more to reassure the singer (and himself) that this was no dream; the whe was truly here right beside him; heart, mind and body.

And nothing was ever going to separate them again…

…

“Daniel…” The name escaped Darren’s lips, the desire and love dripping from his voice.

“Darren…” Daniel answered him, his voice thick; every cell in his body yearning to fulfil the need he felt in Darren’s body and saw glowing from the depths of his blue eyes.

But he would wait for Darren’s permission, until he was sure that he was ready. This needed to be right for the both of them. Needed to be as it had always been meant to.

…

“You are so beautiful…” Daniel whispered as his hand moved from Darren’s back up to brush gently down his ch fol following the shape of a soft bottom lip. He still remembered their sweetness; a taste he would forever be addicted to.

Darren lowered his eyes in an almost shy gesture at his touch, but then placed a small kiss on his hand before drawing a fingertip into the warm wetness of his mouth just for a moment.

Daniel gasped as the tip of his finger disappeared between Darren’s lips. He felt the wave of heat rush through his body, and he saw as it woke him to life and blushed deeply…

Darren saw it too as he followed the rosy blush with his eyes from Daniel’s cheeks, down his neck to his chest, to the spot underneath his navel, and finally to the place between his thighs which his eyes had tried to avoid, but now he couldn’t help but
stare…

He swallowed hard, never lifting his eyes from Daniel’s groin. “You-You are beautiful, too…”

The tall blonde gave him a lopsided smile; spread his legs a bit more. “Yeah, well… you always seem to have that effect on me, Dazza…”

“Really?” The singer bit his lip, sounding both surprised and unsure.

“Yes!” gui guitarist nodded while running his fingers through Darren’s chest-hair. “….And I see you are awake too…”

Darren gasped. He hadn’t noticed how aroused he was before Daniel pointed it out to him. Turning bright red he wanted to close his legs and pull his knees to his body, but Daniel stopped him…

“Hey, no…” he said softly, and grabbed hold of one of Darren’s legs. “Come. Spread them just a bit; like me… I told you that you were beautiful, and I meant all of you…” He stroked Darren’s knee as he felt him open his legs very slowly. “I just wanna see you, and I won’t touch you unless you want me to…”

Darren obeyed and spread his legs; let Daniel see him…

For long moments they just lay there; drinking in the sight of the other, seeing each other as they never had before, as they had only dared to dream of.

…

Darren felt Daniel’s hand that still rested on his leg; felt the hesitation and uncertainty in his movements as he ghosted it over his skin, almost without touching it.

“It’s alright, Daniel,” he whispered softly. “I want you to touch me…” He covered Daniel’s hand with his own then; pressed it against the silky skin on his inner-thigh.

“Touch me. Please…”

There was a long silence. It seemed like everything was holding its breath…

And then came the sound of naked skin sliding against soft silk sheets as two naked bodies closed the last distance and met in the dimly lit room.

…

Once again they lay in silence, this time lying close together. Daniel covering Darren’s body with his own; gazing down into his blue eyes while his hands stroked through his hair and down his cheek, and after a moment of hesitation, he leaned down and kissed
Darren softly on the l

“This feels wonderful…” Darren murmured. “Just laying with you like this… The way you feel on me, the way you touch me…” He smiled. “Kiss me… It is so different from-from him…” Darren turned his face away then, and Daniel saw the tears shinning on his cheeks.

“Dazza…” Daniel wouldn’t let him turn away, but turned his face back to him again, until he once more was captured in the green sea of liquid love he had missed. “Look at me,” he whispered. “Look at me!”

Daniel waited until Darren’s eyes met with his; felt his body relax again. “He is gone.” His voice was firm yet loving. “That crazy psycho is gone, and he is never getting near you or me again.”

Darren nodded as the tears spilled down his cheeks.

“Danny…” he sobbed suddenly, clinging to the musician’s body. “Oh Danny, I thought you were dead, I didn’t know what he had done to you… I was so afraid…”

With a deep, purring sound Daniel wrapped his arms around the smaller man. It didn’t matter right now that they were both naked; all that mattered was that Darren needed his comfort and protection. Needed his love. And finally Daniel could give it to him as he had always wanted to.

“We are safe, Darren. We are safe…” he whispered over and over. Then he lifted Darren’s head a bit, staring into thg, wg, wet eyes before leaning in and kissing the tears away as they fell.

“It’s me.” Daniel brought one of Darren’s hands to his earring; let him feel it again. “I’m here with you now, and I promise you that nothing is ever going to separate us again… I promise you!” he murmured against Darren’s ear as the singer continued to cry
softly.

“I love you…” was the only thing Darren could utter, but the words were warm and tasted sweet on his tongue as they came straight from that special place in his heart.

“I love you too,” Daniel answered him, and once more found his lips, claiming them in a soft passionate kiss…

…

Silence ruled as their lips spoke the age-old language of love…

They both felt how those feelings so long denied now lived and grew freely; created waves of passion and desire which slowly carried them away.

Daniel felt Darren’s body rise against him as he kissed his mouth; pressed him down gently with his own body; an unconscious gesture of protection mixing with the all-consuming urge to be close, to touch, to feel, to never let go…

“You’re beautiful… So beautiful…” Daniel murmured as he let his lips and hands wander slowly down Darren’s body; exploring the angelic curves, learning them by heart. He could taste the need as he kissed the salty skin, felt it quiver under his lips.

With a shaking hand Darren reached for Daniel. Watched as the blonde lifted his head from between his parted thighs; his hair was ruffled strands of gold, his lips open and wet, emerald eyes sparkling brighter than ever before.

Their eyes met and once more Darren fell in love. The heat between his legs was nothing compared to the fire in his heart, a flame whose source he found in the depths of Daniel’s gaze.

There’s just no rhyme or reason

Only this sense of completion

Not a word was spoken as Daniel answered his silent plea and took Darren into his arms…

There was no need to say anything. They both knew it as their bodies spoke; as every cell cried in longing: It was time…

…

Face to face they lay as their bodies entwined, and every move and every touch was followed by a whispered question for permission… every single one of them answered and granted with a kiss…

Awakened to life by his gentle caresses and loving kisses, Darren’s body finally opened for Daniel, and he felt the longing to have him inside. “Daniel…” he whispered. “I-I need you… please…”

Daniel gazed at the man he loved for an endless moment; knew that he was his reason…

Then he took both Darren’s hands in his; kissed them before entwining their fingers and leading Darren’s arms around his neck; pulled the smaller man close.

Darren closed his eyes and bit his lip as he suddenly felt Daniel’s velvet hardness… closer than ever before. He was preparing himself for the pain he was sure would come…

“Dazza…” The voice was a deep whisper, tickling Darren’s ear as sensual fingertips traced the shape of his cheeks. Then a delicate kiss was placed on each of his closed eyelids. “Open your eyes, Darren… please.”

“I want you to look at me…” Daniel whispered as the blue sapphires fluttered open. “I want you to see me… to know that it’s me. Me who is here with you now…” His voice turned to a low whisper against Darren’s lips. “Me who is making love to you…”

…

And slowly and gently they became one…

Holding each other close, their bodies danced to a melody only they knew.

“Daniel…” Darren moaned over and over again as he mirrored himself in the green eyes and surrendered himself to the magical pleasure that can only be reached in the arms of your beloved…

He clung to the strong body, and knew that Daniel would hold him; knew that everything would be alright.

And Daniel answered him while tears of joy burned in his eyes. “I’m here, Darren… It’s me… Feel me… Feel me…”

…

The climax washed over them like a warm tidal wave, and for an eternity they lay floating in the sea of post-orgasmic bliss; still around and inside each other.

They had their eyes closed, feeling each other with all their other senses: They took in the smell of each other they knew so well, now mixed with the scent of their joined passion.

Darren felt Daniel soften deep inside him and then slip out of his warmth… He whimpered, already missing him. Then he felt the sticky wetness slide down between his thighs and smiled; knowing that some of him was still there…

Daniel drank in the feeling of Darren in his arms, the way he’d felt around him, how he’d cried out his name as they came... together. He longed to hear it again… and knew that he would.

***

Daniel’s eyes fluttered slowly open; something had awoken him… Looking down, his lips curled into a tender smile, his gaze shinning with love.

Darren lay on his chest, softly singing…

Maybe it’s intuition

But some things you just don’t question

Like in your eyes

I see my future in an instant

And there it goes

I think I’ve found my best friend

Daniel stroked his hair, tears of happiness sliding down his cheeks to drip down into Darren’s short black locks.

“You made a new verse…” he whispered and Darren smiled up at him.

“Yes…” he whispered. “It just came to me…”

“I will call the song: “I Knew I Loved You,” he said, and kissed Daniel’s palm.

Daniel smiled and nodded. He could feel how the melody took shape and became complete in his mind.

‘I will play it to Darren… tomorrow,’ he thought, before bending down and kissing those sweet lips once more. ‘Tomorrow…’

***

A thousand angels dance around you

I am complete now that I’ve found you

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Passion, Desire so Intense by LindaG and Sara