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We Meet Again	By : LindaG Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 2076 -:- 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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DISCLAIMER: Fiction. Not real. I don’t own Savage Garden, or any previous member of Savage Garden.

Rating: R

We Meet Again – pt 5

“The states, Danny?” Darren’s voice reflected an inner pain.

Daniel nodded.

“That concert incident?”

Daniel shook his head. “Before then.”

Darren could barely hear his timid voice.

“Was… was it something I did?”

“No. Not really… it’s just… always asking… digging… prying…. And not being able to say what I wanted to say. Always hiding. Feeling
like a thief when we’d steal time together.”

Tears began spilling from closed eyes.

Darren looked at Paul, who simply nodded. Darren reached over, put his arms around Daniel, and pulled him close as he began to shudder; rubbing the small of his back as he sobbed on Darren’s shoulder.

“Shh… Danny, it’ll be okay.”

Darren rocked him gently, still murmuring in his ear. One hand gently massaged the back of his neck, while his other held Daniel tight. Safe.

Sy thy the shaking and sobbing eased. Left Daniel gasping for breath, and flushed with embarrassment.

“Daniel, I’m going to tell you something. I want you to think about it, and I want you to add it to the things I’m going to ask you to do. That is, if you want to continue. Do you, Daniel?” Paul spoke kindly.

Daniel heaved one last post-crying sigh, and nodded.

“First, never be ashamed to love. Never be ashamed of who you love or how you love. Second, tell yourself every day ‘what I feel is right.’ ‘What I feel is good.’ ‘What I feel is an important part of who I am, and by acknowledging this, I acknowledge what makes me whole.’ What did you feel for Darren back then, Daniel?”

“I – I – ”

“Whole? Complete? Blessed?”

Daniel nodded wordlessly.

“As human love is meant to be. As it was intended to be. Many people have infatuations. Many people find and lose love every day. Some manage to live ‘Happily Ever After’. A blessed few find their soul mate. The one our creator intended us to spend the rest of our lives with. You need to accept it. Acknowledge it. You’ve got to want it so bad you can taste it. When you are comfortable with it, you need to tell others. Start with people you know won’t criticize you for your choices. It won’t be easy. But it will affect whether or not the rest of the program will work for you. And you’ll start to feel better immediately. If you start today, which you should, by the way; your negative thoughts about who you are will start to change. It’s the first and most important step to your recovery. If you’re willing to take it.”

Darren looked at Daniel. His eyes were slightly glazed. As if everything the doctor had said had overwhelmed him.

“Darren?”

“Yes?” he tore his gaze from Daniel to look at the doctor.

“He needs support, encouragement, and an environment that’s relatively stress free. Can you help him with that?”

“Yes I can.”

Dr. Willoughby walked over to a small shelf, looked through several stacks of paper and returned with a small pamphlet. He handed it to Daniel. ‘Understanding Sexuality in Relation to Social Anxiety.’

“This will remind you what I want you to tell yourself. You need to be able to say it out loud to yourself at least three times a day. If you feel self-conscious, go where you won’t be embarrassed. And every time you look at Darren, or think of him, I want you to repeat it to yourself mentally. Believe it. It will make you stronger.”

“You… you really believe that, don’t you Paul?” Wonder and disbelief played across Daniel’s features.

“I do. I’ve lived it, Daniel.” He showed them his wrists, the scars long healed. “I know it works. Now, I think we’re done for today. Call if you feel a need to talk, about anything. Either of you. In order to give you time to think about today, and practice what I’ve given you; how about I see you back here in four days. Same time? And I promise to meet you at the door this time.” Paul grinned with mild embarrassment.

Darren and Daniel smiled back, and shook his hand as they left.

“So, what do you think?” Darren asked quietly on the way home.

“I think I’m not going to have much time to do anything, if I follow his recommendations.”

“Oh? How’s that, Danny?”

The silence grew. Darren risked a glance at Daniel. The pamphlet was open, and he appeared to be absorbed in reading it.

“Daniel?”

Daniel cleared his throat. “I-I… well. You remember how the doctor – ”

“Paul.”

He nodded even though Darren was watching traffic. “Yeah. Paul. Remember how he wanted me to say all those things… when… when…”

It was Darren’s turn to nod, and he smiled softly. “Yes I do. ‘What I feel is right. What I feel is good. What I feel is an important part of what I am and by acknowledging this, I acknowledge what makes me whole.’ Yes, Danny, I do remember. Because I believe it with all my heart.”

“You do?”

Darren put his left hand on Daniel’s knee. “I do. Remember you asked me what I was doing here?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you remember what I told you?”

“You wanted to see me.”

“Because I miss you, Danny. I miss being with you. I miss what we had. No one made me happy. There weren’t any one night stands.” He chuckled. “The one date I had was a disaster. I kept talking about you.”

“Really?” One corner of his mouth raised.

Darren chuckled again. “Yeah. He had blonde hair too. Hazel eyes. Polite, courteous. Even played guitar.” Darren smiled sheepishly, and felt a warm flush on his cheeks. “But he wasn’t you. I finally realized that, after he pointed it out.” Another nervous chuckle.

“How so?” Daniel asked, more lively than Darren had seen him in the three days he’d been there.

“Called him Danny one too many times.”

“You didn’t.”

“’Fraid so.”

They turned into Daniel’s drive and Darren parked behind his silver convertible.

“So. I ask you again. What do you think?”

Daniel turned in the seat to look at Darren.

“How’m I gonna get anything done if I’m repeating that stuff in my head all the time?”

Darren’s brows knit together as he frowned, wondering if he understood him properly.

“Well, he said whenever I look at you or think of you…”

“Do you want me to leave? Get a room?”

He shook his head, and smiled shyly. “That wouldn’t really help. I’ve done nothing but think of you these last months.”

Darren’s brows rose. “Oh?” He smiled uncertainly.

They stared at each other deeply. Eyes darkened. Lips parted. Tongues darted out to moisten coyly.

“Um… Think we should… go in?” Darren asked with a rough voice.

“Uh…” Daniel nodded, unable to say more.

At the door, Daniel fumbled with his keys; but soon they were inside, Darren locking it again behind them. When Darren turned back, Daniel pulled him close. Their lips met with crushing force. His right hand tangled in Darren’s curly blonde locks as his left pulled Darren closer, his palm curving over the denim that covered Darren’s arse.

Darren shivered and moaned before pulling back enough for their hungry tongues to clash in a mating frenzy as their lips pressed hard again. His right hand went to the back of Daniel’s neck, teased the hairs there; while his left found its way up under Daniel’s t-shirt.

When they finally broke for air, they were both painfully aware of the heat that seemed centered between their legs.

“I’m so sorry, Dazza.”

“Why?”

“For…for everything-I-”

Darren put his fingers on Daniel’s lips. “Shh… don’t think about it any more. Ever. I forgive you. Just promise to forgive anything I ever did to hurt you, because I’m sorry too.”

Daniel nodded, and they kissed again. More gently than before, for which Darren was a little grateful. He had the feeling his already full lips were going to be a little bruise swollen later. He smiled inwardly, letting the smile travel to his mouth as they separated again.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long, Danny.”

He smiled warmly, and Darren’s knees threatened to melt. It was ‘that’ smile. The one that always left him weak. “So. What are you thinking, Daniel?” He whispered.

“What I feel is right. What I feel is so very good. What I feel is an important part of what I am… and by acknowledging this – ”

“I acknowledge what makes me whole.” They finished in unison.

“Sounds good, doesn’t it, Danny?”

“Darren?”

“Yes, Danny?”

“Could we?” His voice was little more than a husky whisper.

“What, Danny?”

“Make love?”

It was Darren’s turn to beam as he took Daniel’s hand and led him upstairs.

They faced each other nervously in the bedroom.

“Are you sure,Danny?”

Daniel pulled Darren close. He felt the electricity as their groins touched, and they moaned simultaneously. Daniel lowered his head, and Darren’s lips eagerly met his again. Slowly Darren’s lips moved to Daniel’s strong chin. He licked along Daniel’s jaw, kissing softly. Daniel sighed and shuddered as Darren sucked on the soft flesh in the curve of his neck, biting gently.

Daniel slid his hands up the front of Darren’s shirt. He knew how sensitve Darren was there. As Daniel’s fingertips explored the contours, it was Darren’s turn to tremble. When Daniel’s thumbs brushed over Darren’s hardened nipples, his knees buckled.

“Oh, God, Danny…” He moaned as he grabbed Daniel for support.

Dan smiled gently and picked Darren up, laying him on the bed. He crawled in beside Darren, kissing him gently on the neck.

“Danny… wh… what are you doing?”

Daniel looked at him, and he felt as if he were drowning.

“What… do you mean,… Dazza?”

Kisses punctuated the words. Daniel’s hand slowly pushed Darren’s shirt up, and he began kissing Darren’s chest.

“I… ahh… this was supposed to beee… for you…”

“But… this is… for me…” Daniel had reached Darren’s nipples again. Darren writhed and moaned as Daniel teased relentlessly. Soon he had draped his long, lean body over Darren’s and his tongue finally left Darren’s overly sensitive nipples to engage his mouth in another deep kiss. He lifted his head, and smiled lovingly at Darren.

“I’ve missed you so.” He kissed Darren’s neck, and Darren felt as if he couldn’t get enough air. “I’m so grateful, Darren…”

Darren brought his right hand up, rubbed Daniel’s shoulder. “Why?” he asked, a confused smile on his face.

“Seeing Paul, listening to him…” He nibbled on Darren’s ear. “I feel as if… a weight is lifting…” He sucked on the soft skin in the curve of Darren’s neck, and Darren felt his lips smile as another shudder ran through him. “I’ve wanted to do this… for so long…”

Darren began tugging at Daniel’s t-shirt. Daniel carefully disentagled himself from Darren’s body, sat back on his knees, and pulled his shirt over his head.

Darren took advantage of Daniel’s distraction to quickly remove his own shirt, and then reached for Daniel’s waist with trembling hands. He paused, his hands on Daniel’s slim hips, gently stroking the soft flesh with his thumbs. He looked at Daniel’s lust darkened emerald eyes, knowing his own were darkened the same.

“I want you, Danny… Please…”

Daniel’s hands caressed his curly locks.

“I want you, too, Dazza… Please…” Daniel’s hands cupped his face as he bent over and pulled him into a wanton kiss. Thrusting his tongue in and out of Darren’s mouth.

Darren whimpered and began tugging at the button on Daniel’s jeans. It resisted. He wondered that Danny wasn’t in pain, the jeans were so tight now.

Finally the button released it’s hold, and he quickly pulled the zipper down. Daniel lay down on his back, and raised his hips as Darren tugged his jeans off.

Darren’s own jeans quickly followed and he lay back down on the bed. His arms went around Daniel as they embraced for another deep kiss. Breaking off from the kiss, he began to suck on Daniel’s neck. Heard the soft moan, and felt his body move beneath him.

He began working his way down Daniel’s chest. Licking, kissing, sucking, nipping. Tasting the flavor that was Daniel.

Daniel’s fingers massaged Darren’s scalp now, as his tongue swirled around Daniel’s navel. He moved down farther, and Daniel’s hips bucked uncontrollably.

“Darren… Dazza… please… I need you…”

Gently Darren removed Daniel’s boxers, and then his own. “Danny…” he whispered in Daniel’s ear, and sucked gently on the lobe. “Lube?”

“Ah… nightstand…”

Darren fumbled with the drawer. Felt around as his lips moved down to Daniel’s collarbone. Grasped the tube as his tongue traced it’s way to Daniel’s throat.

He lay down fully beside Daniel. One leg between his, as he began sucking Daniel’s right nipple.

Daniel’s head arched backward. “Oh, Dazza…”

Darren felt the heat pulsing between them, licked across to Daniel’s left nipple. Moaned as Dan’s hips thrust his hardness against Darren’s own.

“Oh, God, Daz… stop… teasing…”

“Um… protection?”

“Wha…? Um… I’m clean…”

Darren nodded. “Me too…”

He opened the lube, sted ted some onto his fingers.

“Oh… oh…” Daniel’s back arched as Darren prepared him.

“Ready?”

Daniel nodded and moaned incoherent words as his body undulated below Darren. He stiffened a moment, as Darren moved over him; and brought his legs up around Darren’s waist.

Darren smiled at the ecstasy shining in his eyes. Bent down to kiss him.

Daniel wrapped his arms around Darren’s neck, pulled him close as their bodies rocked in rhythm.

Broke for breath as they shuddered together.

“Dazza…”

“Daniel!”

Their movements slowed. Darren laid his forehead on Daniel’s shoulder and collapsed onto him. Daniel ran a hand through his hair, gently kissed the side of his head. He struggled to slow his breathing as Daniel held him close.

“Thank you, Darren.”

He turned his head, and managed to find the energy to kiss his neck. “I love you, Danny.”

“Love you too, Dazza.”

…tbc…
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