Savage Desire | By : LindaG Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 2070 -:- 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. |
A/N: I own some Savage Garden paraphernalia. Other than that I have no claim to any of them. For the purposes of this fiction, Savage Garden lives in San Francisco. And if this doesn’t sound like the San Francisco you know, please remember, this is fiction.
Rated: NC-17 -- Disturbing subject matter. Kidnapping, Non-Consensual sex, Bondag
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“…there's hope in the darkness...”
~~Darren Hayes, Two Beds and A Coffee Machine~~
Savage Desire – pt 6
*Ding-Dong*
“I’ll get it!” Ben jumped up from the loveseat, and breathed a sigh of relief as he moved out of range of Lee’s glare.
When he opened the door, a camera flashed.
“Son-of-a-bitch!” He swore, and knocked the camera from the man’s hands.
“We’re from the San Francisco Gate. The electronic counterpart of the San Francisco Chronicle. Is Mr. Hayes in?”
“We said all we’re going to say at the press conference. If you weren’t there, you’ll have to read about it somewhere else.”
“Can you tell us how Darren’s taking this?”
“How the hell do you think he’s taking this? Ca—”
“They just came out to the world four months ago, didn’t they? Do you think this is a hate crime?”
“No I don’t think this is a hate crime, for God’s sake. It’s just a terrible coincidence.”
“And what does Darren think?”
“Why can’t you people have the decency to leave him in peace? He’s obviously under a great deal of stress.”
Officer Patterson stepped into the doorway behind Ben.
“Officer, can you give us a progress report?”
“I’m afraid you folks need to leave now. You all know Public Affairs does the releases.”
“But—Mr. Hayes—”
Officer Patterson keyed his shoulder radio and called for crowd control assistance at Darren’s house.
“Oh, very well.” The reporter grumbled as he and his crew left.
“Uning ing sods.” Ben growled as they drove off.
“I’ll wait outside. Talk to the officers when they get here.” Officer Patterson explained. “I’m going to have them stay around for a bit. In case anyone else decides not to abide by the guidelines of this morning’s press conference.”
Ben ran a hand through his spiked hair in frustration, and nodded.
“Thanks. It’s appreciated.”
“No problem. We don’t always appreciate the press either.”
Ben wandered back into the living room. Leonie was gone. Lee sat on the plush green-gold couch with his arm around Darren’s shoulders.
Darren sat leaning forward, his face in his hands, and his elbows on his knees.
From the way he shook, Ben figured he must have been crying again. He entered the room quietly.
He up nodded at Lee, and raised his eyebrow in question, afraid of disturbing the singer.
“Daniel,” Lee explained. “Leonie went upstairs to talk to the people at Sony. They called.”
Ben nodded, and sat back down on the love seat to help keep the vigil.
“I promised you a reward,” his captor’s voice whispered in his ear, as fingers probed his opening.
Lips sucked the lobe of his ear and he groaned in desperation, knowing they wouldn’t stop no matter how much he pleaded.
“Ever been pleasured by two men at once?” The voice asked as the lips moved along his chin. “You deserve to be, you know.”
Daniel screamed as he was impaled from behind, the sound muffled by the mouth that now covered his.
As the lips broke away, his chest heaved. He struggled to draw breath. Calm himself. Knowing his tormentors probably fed on his
fears. Unable to convince himself, or his body, of what his mind wanted.
The cock raping him now wasn’t as thick as his captor’s, but it was longer. It thrust deeply inside of him. Bruising and tearing his insides further.
He cried out weakly as the man bit his shoulder.
His captor’s mouth worked his nipples now. Sucking, biting, licking.
Heat pooled in his groin again despite his efforts to remain aloof, angry, anything to keep from giving them what they wanted.
Then the tongue burned a hot trail down his chest, in mockery of his trembling; and a hand reached around him frohindhind.
Fingers rolled and pinched his nipples as the tongue reached his throbbing cock.
Officer Patterson’s brows knit in concern as he reentered the living room. “What’s wrong?”
“Daniel.”
The officer walked to where Darren still sat shaking. He crouched down in front of Darren.
“What is it, Mr. Hayes? What’s happening? Can you tell us any more?”
Darren shrugged. Shook his head slightly without looking up.
“What are you feeling?”
“Despair.”
“Don’t. As long as you feel him, there’s hope. The Sarge was not happy when he started getting calls from those Street Team kids, but personally, I think they’ll be a big help.”
“They’ve been calling in already?” Darren raised his head, rubbed his cheeks with the palms of his hands, and blinked his eyes.
Officer Patterson smiled encouragement, “Yes they have.”
Darren smiled weakly, and nodded again. “I hope so. Daniel’s in pain right now. We need to find him soon. He’s a strong man, but this—” He shook his head.
“We’ve got every available man following up on leads.”
“You’ve got to keep the news people away when we find him. They can’t see Danny like this.”
“We’ll do our best, Mr. Hayes.”
um, um, I think I’m going to go meditate a bit.” Darren looked at Ben, and blushed. “See if I can find Daniel again. Let him know we’re looking.”
“You’ll let us know if you learn anything new?”
“Just promise me. Pl. Le. Let me go with you if you find him. I—I need to be there. He’s so scared…”
Officer Patterson looked at him seriously. Lips pursed. “I can take you with me. But I can’t promise anything more.”
“Thank you for being honest.” Darren stood up, and went back into the den.
The man behind Daniel released his nipple and moved his arm around Daniel’s chest to grip him tightly. Then another hand wrenched his head around, the other lips capturing his as the detested mouth worked his cock.
Confined as he was, his body still writhed. The passion building to a crescendo despite his efforts.
A hand was added to the lips working his cock. Another fondling his balls, fingers brushing his inner thighs.
The cock inside never ceasing its massage of his prostate.
Tears fell as he felt his balls tighten. Felt the rush up his spine. Throughout his body as his back arched.
Gasped for air as the man behind him released his mouth.
“Dar—ah!!!” he almost called Darren’s name. Stopped himself by screaming his frustration instead.
“Darren! Darren!”
Darren snapped out of his trance, took in Lee’s frantic eyes, as his heart began pounding wildly.
“What?” He whispered.
“Officer Patterson wants you. He said they’ve received a valid lead.”
Darren ran out of the den.
“Come on, Mr. Hayes. Daniel’s car was spotted at a tavern on Second Street about an hour ago, now.”
Darren followed Officer Patterson.
“Tell Leo when she gets downstairs!” He called back to Lee.
Siren wailing and lights flashing, the tires squealed as Officer Patterson drove off.
“There are two of them right now.” Darren warned.
“Really?”
Officer Patterson relayed the information to Sergeant Byers, as he hurried to the meeting point on the corner of Second Street and Folsom.
“Sergeant Byers is having an ambulance stand by, and some sharpshooters have been called up.”
Darren chewed on his lip, his fingers interlocked and flexing nervously. ‘Hang on, Jonesy… Please hang on… we’re coming.’
Daniel tossed his head side to side as his cock pumped into the hot mouth again.
Cried out as the man behind him bit his shoulder as he came, thrusting deeply into Daniel.
His bruised mouth was caught yet again by his captor, and he choked as the man spit some of his own cum into his mouth unexpectedly. Began thrusting his tongue into Daniel’s mouth as he groaned wildly.
Hands wrapped behind Daniel’s head, holding him tightly to the crushing kiss.
Dazzling blackness began to engulf him, and for a moment he was seeing it all. The big man pulling out of him, his captor still kissing him deeply.
The man released his mouth finally, and he inhaled deeply, knowing he was back in his body.
As his chest heaved, and he drew huge gulps of air, he thought he heard Darren calling to him… ‘…we’re
coming.’
“Oh God.” Darren sobbed, and began shaking.
“What is it, Mr. Hayes?”
“Danny… I felt him strongly that time… He—he—” he shook his head. “They almost suffocated him.”
Officer Patterson radioed the information to Sergeant Byers, even as the line of police vehicles came into view.
Darren followed Patterson after the car stopped.
Most of the conversation was lost on Darren, but he grabbed Sergeant Byers’ arm during a lull.
“Please. Is there any way I can come with you? Danny will need me.”
Darren wasn’t above using his talented voice to sway the officer, and he pleaded with his eyes as well.
Sergeant Byers studied him.
“You’ll have to wear a vest and stay with Officer Patterson.”
Darren sighed in relief. “Thank you!”
“His car was followed by some members of the Embarcadero Street Team. It’s currently at an abandoned chemical warehouse. Remember, stay with Patterson.”
Darren nodded as the group moved up the street towards Embarcadero.
There were a few people out walking, and the officers on point waved them off.
But one man made the hairs on the back of Darren’s neck rise.
“That man…” he whispered to Patterson and pointed. “He’s the second one.”
Officer Patterson moved up, Darren close behind as he passed the information to Sergeant Byers.
An officer was dispatched to detain the suspect as the rest of them continued to the building.
Darren immediately spotted the tail of Daniel’s car on the far side of the building, and pointed it out to Patterson.
Byers nodded, seeing where Darren pointed, and quietly began sending his men off.
Daniel clenched his jaws, closed his eyes tightly, and dropped his head as the thick cock thrust into him now.
Felt the cool teeth of the zipper on his hot skin.
The man’s fingers dug painfully into his hips as he thrust faster and harder.
‘Darren…’
“San Francisco PD. Freeze!”
Darren gasped, moaned a strangled sound as he saw Daniel naked, blindfolded and chained. His eyes widened as he realized the kidnapper had been raping Daniel. With a growl he began to run forward. Officer Patterson caught him quickly, wrapping both of his arms around Darren.
“You’ll endanger him.” Patterson hissed into Darren’s ear.
Darren shook in his arms. Bit his lip. Hard. Tasted blood.
The kidnapper moved behind Daniel. Yanked his head back. Light flashed. A knife pressed against Daniel’s throat.
“Just back off and maybe I’ll let this beauty live!”
Darren swallowed. Looked from the kidnapper to Sergeant Byers, then back.
“If you’re smart, you’ll drop that knife and give yourself up.”
“I am smart! That’s why I’m not dropping the knife! If you take me in, I get life. I ain’t goin’ to live my life behind bars…”
Darren watched Daniel closely. Prayed silently. Saw Daniel’s hands tighten on the chains binding him.
“He’s going to do something…” He whispered to Sergeant Patterson. For just a moment he wondered where the other officers were.
Hearing the officer, Daniel knew he could retaliate. Finally.
He had the satisfaction of hearing his captor’s surprised yelp of pain as the back of his head collided with the man’s face, felt something flatten.
He clung dearly to that satisfaction as white-hot fire sliced along his throat.
“Oh…” he moaned weakly as the pain engulfed his mind.
“NO!!!” Darren screamed as he saw the knife slide across Daniel’s throat. Watched as red rivulets begin to trickle down his long throat.
Darren squirmed and struggled against the arms that held him now.
“Let me go!” He screamed. “He needs me! Let me go!”
Daniel’s body hung limp from the chains now as Jake Pearson staggered backwards, one hand holding his nose.
Darren heard a sharp report, and watched as blood blossomed on the man’s forehead before he fell to the floor.
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