Danny's Room

[Danny Dubois]

Danny was pleasantly surprised when Jett started crawling over him and planting kisses down his body. The hand trailing over his hip wasn't so bad either. Eyes closed, Danny put his head back to let Jett go on.. but he was talking. Danny tilted his head to the side.

"Something.. new?" he asked, a slight smile on his face, his eyes heavy. Danny thought he might have an idea what he was talking about but.. it didn't seem like the thing Jett would ask for. In fact, he'd almost sort of convinced himself that they'd never try something like that. Well, if that was even what Jett was thinking. It might very well have not been. So Danny bit his lip, curious to find out more. "Sure babe," he said softly, reaching his face up to Jett's to grab his lower lip in a bit of a forceful kiss before laying back into the pillow again.

Lifting his hands to Jett's sides, Danny ran his fingers up and down the boy's rib cage. So as to not tickle him, Danny soon moved his hands a bit lower towards Jett's hips and eventually just beneath the towel as if it were two back pockets in a pair of jeans. "You gotta lead the way, mister," he said through a smile.

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Jett let out a soft sigh of relief when Danny agreed to try something. Whether or not he actually knew what that something was would be a different story. He really hoped that he could read his mind so it wouldn't be a shock and awe kind of situation with what he was planning out. Jett leaned down to meet Danny's kiss which sent chills throughout his body, and him trailing his hands along his skin wasn't helping much either.

Having him say that he would need to take lead sent a new serge through him as he nodded with a devilish grin. Jett was shaky but more than confident. He trusted Danny, he loved Danny.. he wanted Danny. As gentle as he wanted to be, it was difficult because he didn't think of himself as a gentle person, especially in situations like this. However, it was a little bit different considering the anatomy.

He knew That if he thought about it too much, he back out like a chicken-shit and that was the last thing he wanted. After biting on his own lip, Jett finally made a move. "Well, first off.. these have to go." He chuckled, pulling at the twisted part of Danny's towel until it came loose. He left his own just draped over him but the way Danny's hands were settled made it slide off. Jett was almost certain he could feel how he was trembling, but he was nervous! He'd never even considered going this far but then again, he'd never thought he would ever kiss his man-crush at the winter formal either..

Jett leaned his head down to trail his lips across Danny's chest to his stomach and ended on his hips. He thought he'd start him off which wasn't really anything new until he had placed Danny's leg over his shoulder and stopped. He didn't say anything at first; he just locked eyes and stayed motionless, still hoping Danny was reading his mind. "I don't..." He paused, his face getting hot both from being flustered and that he was almost feeling shy. "I don't know how to do this.." He admitted, biting again on his lip.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny was excited as Jett moved across his body, but smiled in a shy way when Jett said he didn't know what to do. Danny was half sure of what would half to happen, but the other half of him was questioning it too. This was the kinda thing he'd never really asked Esme about because honestly he'd never thought it would come up. Plus he just didn't wanna ask Esme but that was beside the point. Mimicking the way Jett bit his lip, Danny pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked down at his chest as he thought.

Should I do it instead..? he thought, looking from his chest to Jett then back to his chest. Permission. That's what he was gonna need first. Scooting down under Jett a bit so their faces were just five inches apart, Danny kissed the boy's lips rather tenderly before whispering, "may I?" then placing a hand on his side and pushing him (gently) over to the bed. It took a minute to maneuver, but soon Jett and Danny had switched positions and Danny was now pulling a pillow under Jett's head.

Lowering himself to where he was supported on his forearms, Danny kept eye contact. All he needed was to know that Jett didn't absolutely need to do this himself. All he needed was to know that Jett just wanted the act and that maybe Danny could be the one performing it. Once he had the okay, he'd try his best. But he definitely needed the okay first.

Thinking about it, though, Danny was getting mentally psyched. The more he hovered over Jett, the more he ran his hands up and down the body of his boyfriend, the more he wanted Jett to tell him to go crazy. Cept he wouldn't go crazy.. but y'know.

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Well this was definitely different. He hadn't expected to be shifted like he was and could feel his nerves starting to get the best of him. Calm the fuck down! He yelled over and over at himself inside his head. The sincerity in Danny's voice was the relaxing point that he needed and he took a deep breath in. When he exhaled, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his chest and the muscles in his body relaxed as well. He ran his hand up Danny's forearm and slowly started to nod 'yes.' He trusted Danny, didn't he? Yes. Of course he did. Jett took his other hand that was freely laying on the bed and moved it up to the back of Danny's neck. "Okay~" Jett said, momentarily closing his eyes.

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What the fucking fuck. As weird as it was, it was amazing. His arm was aching from having it locked up the whole time as he'd held onto, or more so clung to Danny's shoulder. He didn't even feel strange afterwards just laying there. He unclenched the sheets in his other hand and felt how stiff they'd gotten. This kid was just a fucking wizard at everything!

Jett was thankful that their towels hadn't gone too far because he needed one to wipe his stomach - whoops. When all was clear, and he'd finally caught up to his thoughts, Jett moved under the blankets and pulled them up to his face. Had he said anything yet? No, not that he could recall. What if Danny took that badly when in reality, he was just sitting on the highest satisfaction level that he thought he'd ever be on. Jett slid his hand under the empty pillow and poked it out from the bottom as if to invite Danny under with him. "You okay?" He finally asked.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny practically collapsed when he rolled off of Jett and hit the bed on his side. Eyes closed and hands held in fists at his chest, Danny was practically curling into a ball as he lay atop the sheets. Jett was motioning for him to get under the blankets.. but his body temperature was warning him not to. With what little strength he could find, Danny rolled to his back and lifted a shaking arm back at the wall where he swatted a switch, turning on the ceiling fan. After a second, Danny slowly made his way under the sheets and snuggled his head into Jett's chest.

"You okay?"

Okay? Danny was more than okay. Slightly confused and maybe even a little grossed out... but more satisfied than he'd ever felt. It was a strange sensation, because he felt fucking great..... but at the same time, he felt a little sick. This was weird. This was really weird.

"Yea," he said. Voice crack. Shit. He knew that was coming. Since the first time he'd ever tried anything at all with anyone or, well, with himself, Danny's voice had always gone raspy when he was done. There were short periods of time where it was just as beautiful as usual, but not three words later, it always cracked. Always. Danny's face flushed redder than it already was as he brought an arm over Jett's side, under his arm, and wrapped it up his back.

"Are.. are you okay?" That one was riddled with cracks, even though he tried so hard to keep his cool. It didn't work though and Danny felt like running away. He'd never been so embarrassed about something in front of Jett like this. And why it bothered him so much was beyond reason. It just made him so uncomfortably embarrassed and he felt his stomach flipping.

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The breeze from the fan was quiet a relief, but more so when Danny laid with him. The heat from the blanket and the wave that was radiating from Danny's body made him rethink getting under the blankets. He kicked them down to his hips and placed his hand on his boyfriend's back. He had never felt more susceptible than what he did now, maybe that was the wrong word.. He didn't want Danny to know that though, even though the way Jett was clinging to his body like he was scared he would float away was probably more than enough to guess.

He smiled at the cracking in Danny's voice which he could probably feel as Jett nestled his cheek into his hair. After he let off a quiet sigh, he slowly answered. "I'm.. I'm okay.. I think.." His voice was deep, like the voice he had in the morning when he first woke up; groggy, exhausted, oddly content. He moved his hand up to Danny's hair and ran it through then ends. After he fell quiet again, he blurted out, "I feel.. I don't know.. vulnerable is the only thing I can think of to describe it." He wiped away a bead of sweat from his temple and cursed in his head at the heat.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny chuckled lightly and smiled at the fact that Jett had ignored his horrible voice cracking. It was reassuring and calmed him a bit as he pulled his face back from Jett's chest and pushed his body away a little. "Sorry I'm just really hot," he whispered, avoiding some serious voice cracks.

When Jett mentioned something about feeling vulnerable, Danny got a strange sense of power. Not in like an 'i have the advantage' way, but more so.. well it was hard to put. He didn't feel stronger than Jett, it wasn't that he felt in control. But for once, he didn't feel like the 'girl' of the relationship. Which was saying something. Because even Esme had always told him "you're the bitch, aren't you?". Danny smiled as he mimicked her voice in his head, then looked at Jett.

"Well.. you can go next time," he said with a cheeky smile.

Next time? Was this something he wanted to do again? The thought made him a bit uncomfortable, but the more he thought about it, the more the answer rang clear as 'yes'. And then it was 'definitely'. "Do you want some water? Or like.. a popsicle? Ooh! I have popsicles! That's nice and cold," he added a minute later, realizing the sweat dripping down his and Jett's foreheads. Blankets had definitely been a bad idea. And even with the fan on high, it still felt like the pair was sitting in a sauna.

Rolling over, Danny moved towards the edge of the bed and swung his feet over. He searched the ground a bit before sitting straight up until he spotted a pair of boxers. Whether they were his or Jett's he couldn't tell because they were just black.. plain black. Deciding it didn't really matter, Danny stood from the bed and walked towards them. He hadn't really done a good job estimating how far away they were, though, because they were literally across the room. Only when he got to them did Danny feel a little embarrassed for just totally streaking. But he shook it off and pulled the boxers to his waist, turning to look at the fridge. He opened the freezer.

"Blue raspberry.. green apple.. or cherry?" he asked, digging through the back a bit and coming across three all half-eaten boxes of popsicles.

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Having Danny roll off his body was almost a relief. He wanted him to stay close but the coolness he felt was so nice. He wasn't sure if he would be ready anytime soon even feeling the way he did. He kind of imagined what someone walking past the dorm room thought because Jett wasn't exactly quiet. He wasn't too loud by any means, but definitely not quiet.. he was quick to shake the thought from his head, thankful Danny was there to distract him.

"A popsicle sounds great, actually." He agreed, running his finger over the edge of the blanket before adjusting his head to see where the boy was going. Jett cocked an eyebrow and smirked a little when Danny pulled on the pair of boxers and he pushed himself into a sitting position. "Damn..." He joked and snapped his fingers, "I was really enjoying that view." He laughed and slid his legs off the edge of the bed.

He wasn't as quick as Danny was, mainly because it was a bad idea to move, but he stood up and headed for the dresser where he knew he kept his sweats, jeans, shorts, everything. Digging around, he answered, "Mmm... Green apple?" Jett came across a pair of what looked like a pair of long red gym shorts, they'd do just fine. Slipping them on, he returned to the bed and carefully took a seat near the edge as he winced. Hopefully Danny didn't see that though. "I'm spent, wanna watch a movie?" He asked as he returned with their frozen snacks.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny snorted at Jett's comment, but continued digging through the freezer. After grabbing a green apple for himself and one for Jett, he returned to the bed and took a seat beside the boy. "Look, twins," Danny said, handing Jett his popsicle then tapping the top of it with his own. Jett seemed to be squirming, though, despite the delicious iced treat in his hands. "You okay? And yea man what movie do you wanna watch? Netflix, whaaaat."

Danny stood from the bed again, but only for a minute to adjust the pillows at his headboard. He pulled most of them up, making a cushion to lean against. Once set, he got back on the bed and leaned into them, his legs crossed out in front of him. Patting the area beside him, Danny bit off the top half inch or so of the popsicle and reached to his nightstand for the remote. This was one of those times where he appreciated having mounted his TV on the wall so close to his bed.

"Are you.. alright?" Danny asked, kind of suspicious. He was thinking about everything that had happened and now.. well.. he was kinda wondering what it felt like. It clearly wasn't a natural happening, and if he'd had a tough time even getting it in... he couldn't imagine what it felt like for Jett. "Do you need an ass massage?" he asked, trying not to laugh but stumbling over the words anyway, then straight out bursting into laughter.

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Jett took the popsicle from Danny and tore off the tip with his teeth.. werewolf. He always thought as himself as such when he did anything that had to do with biting or tearing something with his mouth. It felt nice as the ice melted inside his mouth, but with Danny moving the bed like he was it was all he could do from hissing at him to stay put. When the bed settled and Jett was still sitting on the edge, he took another bite off his popsicle just as he'd mentioned something about an ass massage.

He'd shot him the sassiest glare he could render and moved the flavored chunk of ice around in his mouth, "No!" He said, adding an shake with his head. He crunched up the chuck which chilled his teeth to their core and twisted his body around to face Danny. "Here, lemme stick my dick in your ass so you can be on my level." Jett pulled Danny's knees together and drug him down closer to him, sticking him into a wrestling position. When he fought back, Jett let out a grunt as he tried to playfully make Danny get onto his stomach. Fuck football players and their awesome strength. He was on lacrosse himself and was still having trouble making this kid budge.

After a moment, he gave up and ended up just laying chest to chest with Danny. "You win.. again." He laughed, wiggling his fingertips across the side of Danny's neck. He leaned into kiss him before rolling off and pulling Danny's arm up so he could lay between it and his chest.