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So Beautiful	By : Leneanna Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1843 -:- 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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This morning, we’re going to our favorite bookstore for our monthly industry-magazine fix. It’s become a ritual for us. I am sooo loving having him home! He’s at the kitchen sink, clearing the breakfast dishes. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around him, and plant a kiss on the back of his neck. He giggles and turns around.

“Hello Darling. Just finishing up here.”

He dries his hands and pulls me close.

“Kiss me, Beautiful.”
“Love to.”

I’ll never get enough of moments like this.

“Hmm..D...you keep kissing me like that, we might not make it out of the house.”

He giggles.

“Like how? Like this?”

Ooh, he’s asking for it!

“If you don’t want me to bend you over the sink and shag you into next week, I suggest you stop.”

“And what if I don’t, hmm?”, he teases, kissing that sensitive spot behind my ear.

I close my eyes.

“Darren...oh bloody hell! I’m getting hard. Are you happy now?”

I’m already there, Baby,” he whispers, as he pulls my hips against his.

“I thought we were going out?”

“What’s the rush? We’ve got a week’s worth of doing without to make up for. Last night just took the edge off.”

I look up at him.

“I seriously wanna nail you, Darren.”

“Ooh. Shall I just bend over and hold onto the kitchen table, then?”

What a delicious thought! He knows I’d love to do him that way. I close my eyes again.

“You’d love it, wouldn’t you?”, he asks.

“Hell yeah!”

“Let’s go, Richard.”

“Go where?”

“Hot tub.”

“But Darren, we just got dressed!”

“Our desire for each other knows no bounds.”

“Well, when you put it that way...”

Holding hands and laughing, we race out the back door, nearly tearing each other’s clothes off, and proceed to jump into the hot tub with a splash. I waste no time. I pull him onto my lap and look into his eyes.

“Please, Darren? I need you.”

“You may have me,” he whispers, holding my face with both hands as he kisses me.

I reach behind him and stroke him gently.

“Does that feel nice, Darren?”

“Mmm, yeah. Put your fingertip inside me.”

His head falls back, and he closes his eyes.

“Ooh Richard (gasp) that feels good.”

“I wanna be inside you so damn bad”, I plead.

He’s moaning as I gently move my finger inside him.

“Take it out, Richard.”

He gets up and re-positions himself on my lap so that his back is to me.

“Okay, guide yourself into me, just the first few inches, alright?”

I nod, and very slowly push into him. It’s electrifying; the water, and the tight heat of his body surrounding me. I hold onto him as he eases up and down with just the slightest motion, using his muscles inside to do most of the work. I rock my hips up to meet him, and I think I’m hitting the spot for him when I do, because he’s moaning my name. I wrap one hand around him down there to stroke him, and touch his chest with the other. He leans his head back on my shoulder, and I can just reach him to kiss him if he turns toward me.

“God, Richard, it feels so good like this, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, it does, Darren. Kiss me.”

As we slowly end the kiss, he looks into my eyes, and slides his mouth down my neck, flicking his tongue over my skin from my ear to my collarbone. I’m gasping. It sends jolts of electricity up my spine. He’s sucking on the curve of my neck just above my collarbone.

“Darren, that’s gonna leave a mark.”

“So what? Who’s gonna see it? Your shirt will cover it.”

“Yes, but hickeys make me feel cheap.”

He stops.

“You, cheap? Hardly.”

“Besides", I remind him, "I’m the one that wanted to be a vampire as a child."

“Why?”

“I dunno. It just looked sexy at the time.”

“Wanna give me one?”, he offers, hopefully.

“Can I just nibble on you instead?”

He giggles.

“Yeah. And the way you’re moving feels awesome for me, Baby.”

“Does it? Lift up a bit, and hold still.”

I hold onto his hips and thrust in very small motions.

“Like this?”

“Oh yeah...ooh Richard...try this: try staying inside me and moving your hips in a circle.”

“Well, alright. That’s slightly different. Feels nice, though.”

His eyes roll back. I think it makes him feel full inside, and he likes that a lot.

“Good, Darren?”

He nods, breathing hard.

“Don’t stop. I’m gonna come.”

I hear the urgency in his voice.

“Squeeze me, Darren. Bear down on me, and I’ll come too.”

This time, I visualized a sunrise, and that’s how it felt; the glow getting brighter and warmer until everything was flooded in warmth and light. It felt like every muscle in both our bodies was contracting, punctuated by our moans of pleasure. He curled up in my lap like a child. We were whispering words of love to each other.

“Darren?”

“Hmm?”

“Promise me it’ll always be this good between us.”

“If not better, Darling.”

“This is the closest thing to magic I’ve ever known.”

He smiles.

“I’m just picturing you as a little boy, doing magic tricks. I know you’ve always been fascinated by it. Do you have any photos?”

“I’m sure my sister does. She has all our parents’ photo albums. I seem to recall a few snapshots of our little magic shows as children.”

“Did you try to saw her in half?”

I laugh.

“I probably would’ve tried, if they’d have let me anywhere near a saw. I did make several attempts to make her disappear, though. All in vain.”

“What was your best trick?”

“My best trick...I think I managed to pull a coin out of someone’s ear once or twice.”

He laughs.

“Your video magic is sure making money for us, Baby.”

“When you look at it that way...”

We lazily got dressed and drove to the mall, where we bought our favorite magazines, and browsed around the shop awhile. Darren always finds the cool stuff! This time it was “The Book of Questions”, where you ask each other rhetorical questions to promote discussion. It doesn’t have to be just for couples. You can use the books at a party, or even by yourself, just to make yourself think. We got both, the regular edition, and the “Love and Sex” version. We had sushi for lunch, and walked around the mall for a bit before returning home to plop onto the couch with our finds. I sat up against the arm of the sofa, legs stretched out on either side of Darren, and he leaned back against me. We just love to cuddle, no matter what we’re doing! So, about 45 minutes later, I’m all engrossed in an article, and I hear snoring. I peer under my magazine, and my boy is fast asleep. Feeling my breathing must have relaxed him. That, or he’s not completely over his jet-lag yet. I cautiously put my book down, and try removing his glasses without waking him up. He stirs.

“Shhh Luv”, I whisper, “Just taking off your glasses.”

He nods and closes his eyes. I smile. So sweet. So innocent. Yeah, right!
The dog wants to come up too.

“Come on, Wally. Up you go.”

He snuggles next to Darren’s legs. D opens one eye, and looks at him, then at me. I smile, and he drifts back to sleep. Alright then, everybody cozy? Good, now I can keep reading.

I finish the article I was just in the middle of, and put the magazine down. Darren and Wally are off in dreamland. I take my own glasses off and rub my eyes. Maybe I’ll just close my eyes for a few minutes myself. I smile at the serenity of the situation: Darren using me for a pillow, and Wally using him. I do feel all toasty warm, even if I am getting slightly crushed into the sofa. No worries. I’ll get up soon and start making dinner. (yawn) Just let me rest for a little while.

I guess I dozed off, because when I woke up, it was almost 2 hours later.

“Darren.”

No response. I nudge him.

“Darren!”

“Huh?”

“Let me get up.”

He blinks his sleepy eyes a couple of times, trying to focus on me, before planting his feet on the floor and standing up. I hop off the couch, hoping the circulation soon returns to my leg.

“What time is it, Rich?”

“Almost five.”

I pop off to the loo. Maybe a splash of cold water will wake me up. Darren is waiting outside the door when I open it. We share a soft kiss as he steps in, and I head back to the kitchen. I’m making him his Official Homecoming Dinner tonight: marinated roast beef. I pull the ingredients out of the fridge and get to work. He comes back down the hall.

“Need any help?”

“Nope, I’ve got it. You can lie back down if you’d like, Darren.”

“Nah, I’ve slept enough for now.”

He hops onto the couch and picks up one of the Books of Questions. I hear him giggle.

“Hey Rich, here’s one for you: Would you rather have an extremely attractive partner who’s just okay in bed, or an average-looking partner who’s great in bed?”

I laugh.

“Neither. I’d rather have you. You’re the best of both worlds.”

“Yeah, but the idea is to determine which is more important to you, that everyone perceives that I’m good, or that they assume I’m not, but you know I am.”

“I don’t care what they assume. If I had to choose, I guess it would be an average-looking partner who’s great in bed.”

“I knew you’d say that.”

“Go on, ask me another one.”

I’ve got the roast in the oven, and I’m peeling the potatoes. Darren could eat buckets of garlic mashed potatoes!

“Okay, how about this: Would you be willing to forego sex for five years if it would cure cancer?”

“Ooh, tough question. It wouldn’t bring anyone back, but if I can’t have sex, does that mean you’d be free to cheat? I can’t answer that without more info.”

“Suppose I’d stay celibate with you.”

“No sex of any kind, or just no penetration? I dunno. Of course I’d like to cure cancer, but that’s a big sacrifice affecting our relationship. I’d do it if I knew I wouldn’t lose you in the process. Would you do it?”

“Yes. Well, maybe. I think so."

We go on discussing questions as I get supper ready. Darren’s mobile rings. It’s his sister. I can tell by his voice that something’s wrong. She’s crying.

“What happened? What is it? Is Mum alright?”

“Yes. It’s Trixie. We had to put her down. Lung cancer.”

Trixie was their sweet little dog. Darren is crying along with her. My stomach drops.

“What’s happened?”, I whisper to him.

He looks up at me, tears running down his face.

“Trixie had lung cancer. They just put her down.”

Lung cancer. The two words I think I hate most in the English language. Tears well up in my own eyes, and I drop what I’m doing in the kitchen to hold Darren on the couch. I hate that fucking disease! It took my father. It had to take a beloved family pet too?! Dammit! So unfair.

“Let me talk to her. Tracey, it’s Richard. I’m so sorry. How are the kids taking it?”

“They’re devastated.”

“Yes, I’m sure they are. May I speak to Sarah? Hello Sweetheart. Yes I know. I’m so sorry, Luv.”

How do you console a child who’s just lost their dog?

“Uncle Darren and I are crying too.”

Hearing everyone cry shatters me. I hand the phone back to Darren. I can’t imagine how hard it’s going to be when...no. I can’t even think it, much less say it. That’s years away yet. Hopefully many years. Darren tries to tell Sarah that things will get better in time. Nothing anyone can say is going to make it better. They’ll just have to work through it.

“Yeah. Call me later. Love you.”

Darren and I look at each other, both crying, and hold tightly onto each other. Even my sister-in-law losing her dog to cancer touches a raw nerve in me. We look at Wally, who comes to lick our faces, and we’re both drying our tears on his big floppy ears. I look up at the kitchen. Shit! The food! I race back to the stove and turn it down just as the water is about to boil over. Whew, that was close! I take a deep breath to compose myself, and finish cutting up the potatoes.

Dinner that night was somewhat subdued. Darren thanks me for the special meal, but I can tell his thoughts are with his sister and her family.

“Do you suppose they’ll get another dog, Luv?”, I ask him quietly.

“Maybe not right away, but yeah, I’m sure they will.”

“Cause I was thinking that if they wanted a purebred, maybe we could send them the money. Just a thought.”

“You know, Rich, I thought that too, but my family was always partial to shelter dogs.”

“Your mum’s dog is purebred. And so have your last few been”, I point out.

“This is true. I’m not going to ask her just yet. Give it some time, and when the pain isn’t so fresh, maybe in a few weeks, I’ll offer.”

“You think she’d take you up on it?”

“I dunno. For the kids, she might.”

After dinner, D asked me to accompany he and Wally on their evening walk in the park. We quietly held hands and strolled through the trees on a winding path. I could tell what he was thinking as he watched Wally frolicking about.

“That’s years away, Luv. Try not to dwell on it, yeah?”

He nods.

“I love you, Richard.”

“I love you too, Darren. It’s gonna be okay, Luv.”

“I know.”

We stand with our arms around each other, smiling as Wally presents us with a stick that looks more like a small sapling. It’s almost the length of his body.

“Awfully ambitious of him, isn’t it, Luv?”

“He takes after his Daddies. We do everything on a grand scale in our house”, Darren replies.

“I think you’re right about that, Luv.”

Darren laughs as he throws the stick. You have to be grateful for every day you’re given with your loved ones. A hard-learned lesson.

Coming up in Chapter 6: Tending to the dog leads the boys to discover an erogenous zone on Darren that he didn't know he had, and Richard confesses something to Darren during a tender moment. Stay tuned....
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