The Day After

[daniel_brown]

Going home after what had happened wasn't easy, it wasn't until after many pizza-flavored kisses and a text message threat from home that he reluctantly put his clothes back on and forced himself to say "Goodnight" - leaving his panties purposefully tucked into the sheets to be found later.

He slept deep and well, waking the next day to go about business as usual - aside from a stop for confidential STI testing - even though it was hard to keep his head out of the clouds. After settling into the team bus it was hard not to want to reach out to him.

He types out several messages - "I think I love you." "I want you so bad." "Are you thinking about me?" - and erases them all, opting for a much more neutral message.

what r u doing?

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[mysticism]

"Yeah," he says emphatically, rocking back into the stroking press of those long gorgeous fingers.

"S'enough," he says after a few deep thrusts, knowing it maybe isn't but not caring. Pleasure makes his voice slur. " Wanna feel you open me up on your dick."

[daniel_brown]

Dragging his fingers inside him, Danny's slow to withdraw - flexing to curl against the sweet spot under his fingertips.

"Just take you, huh?" He murmurs, wrapping a strong arm around Merlin's shoulders before slowly sliding out to guide the slippery hardness against him - filling him completely in one hard thrust of his weight onto the smaller back.

"God you feel so good... Fuck..."

[mysticism]

Merlin yelps sharply, almost levitating off the bed, and the laugh that's squeezed out of him is the kind produced when you've just hurt yourself unexpectedly in polite company and your choice is between laughing or screaming curse words until you're blue in the face.

"Didn't necessarily mean quite that fast," he pants, voice strained.

[daniel_brown]

The sharp cry stops him dead in his tracks, Danny's weight still pressed firmly against Merlin's back as he pulls back much more slowly until only the tip pushes against him.

"Shit..." He frowns, pressing a kiss between Merlin's shoulders with an apologetic; "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

[mysticism]

Merlin takes a few deep breaths. It hurts, but the lube's helping a lot and it's not debilitating or (if he's going to admit to just a narrow kinky streak) even that unpleasant. And Daniel's weight on top of him feels undeniably good.

"I'm alright," he murmurs, looking over his shoulder as best he can with an encouraging smile. "Push in, okay? Nice and slow so I can feel it."

[daniel_brown]

Reassured by his smile, Danny nods - skin flushed pink under the gauzy layers of dark lace - and forces back his eager streak.

"Right..." he breathes, biting into his lower lip as he pushes almost painfully slow, feeling each shift of Merlin squeezing around him. "Christ... Good?"

[mysticism]

Merlin's mouth falls open around a low, gutteral noise of pleasure as he inches his hips back against Daniel's.

"God, absolutely. That's perfect." It's undeniably better doing it without a condom, more intimate without the smoothness of latex between their bodies. "Ah fuck, you feel huge."

[daniel_brown]

Granted he's not exactly small, the praise makes him flush even hotter and he murmurs back; "Just because you're so damn tight."

Holding him tightly around the chest with one arm - Danny shifts his weight carefully against him, trying hard not to give him too much but still relish in the pleasure of knowing just who was in control. (Honestly, not him... but he could imagine at least.)

"Tell me if it hurts," he groans, digging hard against him at the bottom of every slow slow stroke of his hips.

[mysticism]

"Doesn't," Merlin manages. There's the faint burn of being stretched open but it's not really pain, just one more sensation to stack up with everything else he's feeling. Daniel's cock grazes over his prostate with every careful push and Merlin's moaning with every breath, his own erection heavy and throbbing with need.

It's good, feeling Daniel's body plastered atop his and bearing down on him; it makes him a little short of breath, not enough to feel light-headed but just enough to make his heart beat faster and his skin tingle. The slow rolling pace of Daniel's hips is wonderful and if this was his second run of the night he'd be happy to just let him keep it up, this gorgeous torture, but it isn't.

He reaches to find one of Daniel's hands and guides it to his slim hip, encouraging him to hold on like he's going to need the handle.

"Think you said...mm, said something about making me your bitch, yeah?"

[daniel_brown]

Almost giddy with the intense sensation, Danny's more than willing to grip hard at the narrow hip - his thrusts coming a little harder each time.

"Yeah?" He gasps, leaning into him as though ready to take him down. "All mine..." Testing the waters, wary of hurting him again, his hips snap back the slightest bit faster.

[mysticism]

Merlin makes the kind of noise he'd be embarrassed by if he wasn't out of his mind with lust, strangled and nonsensical but definitely not pained. Being in pain feels like such a distant, abstract concept now as to be completely nonsensical.

"Fuck yes," he groans, spreading his knees wider. "All yours, Danny, fuckin' take me."

[daniel_brown]

The pure arousal in Merlin's voice makes him throb and he's not about to refuse that kind of request.

Shifting even harder against him, each thrust comes faster and harder until Daniel's body is driving him down hard on his knees.

"Mine," he growls possessively; "I'm gonna use your ass... And then you're gonna come for me, Merlin."

[mysticism]

Merlin almost sobs. Shouldn't be feel demeaned by that in some small way? Shouldn't some tiny part of him feel like this has gone further than he meant it to go? Because he doesn't. He can't. It's all he can do to cling to the pillow and breathe and push his hips back into Daniel's hard, spine-melting thrusts, and he wants to touch himself but he can't because he'll come in seconds and this cannot be over yet.

The slap of Danny's hips against his ass feels like it's going to leave bruises, and even though he's sure it won't he almost wants it to. As if he's not going to be able to feel this when he sits down for the next few days anyway.

"Yes," he moans, deliriously, because there's literally not a single better idea his mind can produce right about now. "Christ, please."

[daniel_brown]

Clinging to him as much as he's holding him down, Danny's breathing comes in ragged moans as he pushes himself hard and fast.

"Ask for it." He groans, clasping Merlin's thin hip tight enough to leave fingertip bruises. "Beg me to come again."

It's quite possibly the single most erotic experience he could even fathom as reality - the feminine crush of softness and lace against his hard body as the older man is folded to his will, controlling him physically and emotionally.

[mysticism]

"Please!" Merlin gasps, not hesitating, not even thinking any more when there's nothing but white-hot lust burning through his higher functions. "Come inside me, fill me up, make me take it all - please, Daniel - "

It's an effort but he clenches his inner muscles, making his lover's cock an almost unbearably tight hot fit.

[daniel_brown]

His lips and tongue tease over the warm flesh of his lovers throat, his teeth grazing over his skin when he finds the hot throb of Merlin's racing pulse. There are no sensible words, just a stifled moan as Danny's hips jerk against him in short pulses.

Slowing, but not stopping, Danny thrusts against him through the mind blowing waves of lust - squeezing the arm around him even tighter.

"Come for me, bitch..." He moans against his ear, nipping his prominent earlobe.

[mysticism]

Merlin really does feel lightheaded then, acutely and brilliantly aware of Daniel's larger size, his superior strength. He reaches down and before he's even got his hand wrapped around his wet, swollen cock he's coming harder than he thinks he ever has in his life; his legs tremble violently and white spots dance behind his eyelids when he shuts his eyes.

For a brief but intense moment he thinks he might pass out, but it doesn't happen, and he just lets the shocks of pleasure chase each other through his body. He feels filthy and wrung out and incredible.

[daniel_brown]

Slowing his strokes as he feels Merlin shudder and go weak under him, Danny leaves himself fully rooted inside his lover as he pushes him down against the bed gently - guiding the smaller man with his whole body until he's nestled securely under his weight.

"That was amazing..." He breathes hard against Merlin's ear, stopping to brush kisses against the raised mark on his throat.

"I... adore you."

[mysticism]

Merlin can't even speak for a moment, just enjoying the warmth of Daniel's body blanketing him - grounding him. Which is for the best when it feels like he might start floating in the afterglow at any moment.

"...me too."

He can blame the endorphins later. Maybe. For now he's just groping around for Daniel's hand. Something to latch onto.

"That was..." He laughs breathlessly. "Intense."

[daniel_brown]

Relaxing the hand at Merlin's hip, Danny reaches to cup his hand over his lover's and folds their fingers together. He's not quite ready to move just yet, he's too busy drinking in the closeness.

Almost hiding a giggle against Merlin's shoulder, he asks; "That mean I did okay?" He really enjoyed it, at least.

[mysticism]

"Can I refer you to the wet patch I'm lying in?" He smiles back at him, nuzzling the side of his head against Daniel's. "You did perfect. Nobody's ever actually called me a - uh - " He blushes, incredibly. "Didn't know it'd turn me on."

[daniel_brown]

This time, the giggle does come - warm and just a little weary as Danny withdraws his sticky, dwindling length and rolls onto his side to hold him a little more comfortably.

"I think I heard it in a porno once..." He laughs, blushing a little. "I kind of liked it." Which is a bit of an understatement, but he won't admit as much.

"Can I kiss you?"

[mysticism]

Merlin smiles, tired and replete. Shifting onto his side to face the younger man causes a brief twinge of discomfort, but it passes quickly.

"What sort of a question is that? I think you've earned blanket permission by now."

[daniel_brown]

Danny can't help but grin a little shyly before leaning closer for a slow, gentle kiss. He knows it's strange, but with what they've done - what they're doing - it feels like a soft secret.

"Mmm..." He murmurs against Merlin's lips, pressing a harder peck before finishing; "mine?"

[mysticism]

It ought to feel juvenile, like he's being asked to go steady, but it...doesn't. It just doesn't. And Merlin can't bring himself to think about how what's been happening since their meeting in the Science Dept office is more than he ever meant to offer him.

They'll have to be careful, that's all.

"Yours."