Title: Sin
Author: Star (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
star55)
Part: 1/1
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Danny/Dave Williams
Genre: err…?
Summary: Someone is about to sin…
Warning: May contain offensive material to anyone that is religious.
Beta:xmychemx
A/N: Dedicated to: Han;_princess_han_ for choosing Sin as her prompt *hugs
A/N2: Inspired by THIS EFFING HAWT PIC (manip, whatever)
Disclaimer: Not mine, not now, not ever. *is saddened by this*
Sin
You notice the way he moves across the dance floor, like he owns it and everyone on it. His hips sway to the beat of the music and you can’t help but stare greedily at him. People seem to stop and stare as he moves and yet he is oblivious to the attention he receives from others.
You watch as he looks up, capturing the attention of someone smiling that gorgeous smile that has you melting on your stool. He takes the offered hand and the two bodies are flush against each other, hips slightly grinding together to the music.
You watch as he turns around, pressing his leather-clad arse into the other male’s crotch, sensually moving his hips. Your eyes don’t leave them, watching as they dance together.
He soon tires of his dance partner and leaves to choose a new one, obviously not satisfied with what the other male happened to be saying in his ear. He moves across the dance floor and girls throw themselves at him and he just ignores them. You see he is frustrated as he heads towards you and the bar. He doesn’t notice you at first; he’s too busy trying to catch the bartender’s attention to get a drink.
As he hands over his money, he spots you and he smiles, eyes meeting yours.
“Hi,” he says to you.
You smile and say it back, falling into light conversation as he finishes his glass of pink liquid.
“Want to dance?” he asks you.
You nod boldly and he takes your hand, leading you to the dance floor. People move to the side as he walks up to it, and you aren’t surprised. He is treated like a god after all.
He puts your hands on his hips and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you both flush together. You hold him nervously having wanted to do this for so long but never seeing the opportunity. Your hands are a little clammy as you hold his waist.
He takes a step closer, slowly grinding himself up against you. You can feel him through your jeans and you softly bite your lip. He catches your gaze and grins at you.
“You’ve not done this before, have you?” he asks.
You shake your head. “Not really, no.”
You don’t want him to know you’ve been waiting for him – waiting and hoping that he might do this with you one day instead of all of the nameless faces he seems to take home night after night.
He leans closer and his breath is hot on your ear as he whispers, “I’ll take care of you.”
You bite back the moan that is in your throat and his lips graze against your jaw line as he leans back. He is rubbing up against you and you feel your lust for him growing tenfold. You wonder if he can see how much you want him by looking at your face.
You’re a little surprised when his lips meet yours, as you weren’t expecting it. When he pulls back slightly to look at you, you nod and meet him half way, lips crashing against each other’s.
His tongue slips easily into your mouth and you let out a little sigh. His hold on you tightens and you feel yourself relaxing into his touch.
He pulls back after a short while, and you wonder if you’ve done something wrong. He grins at you and whips his shirt off over his head, the sweat visible on his chest. He tucks his shirt into the back of his leather trousers and steps closer to you.
Your arms automatically go around his shoulders and rest comfortably on them and he puts a hand on your hip, bringing you closer together. His lips meet yours again and you kiss hotly back, letting your lust overtake you.
He gently unbuttons your shirt, and you feel the heat from the room hit your skin. His fingers trail up your chest, pinching your nipple before coming to hold your neck as you kiss. He feels the chain you’re wearing around your neck and it slips to the pendant.
He looks at you, slightly confused, the crucifix lying in his open palm.
You take it off, stealing one last glance at it before putting it in your pocket, tucking it away.
“Forgive me father, for I am about to sin,” you say as you pull him closer, kissing him hotly.
*****
Comments are ♥
Author: Star (
star55) Part: 1/1
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Danny/Dave Williams
Genre: err…?
Summary: Someone is about to sin…
Warning: May contain offensive material to anyone that is religious.
Beta:
xmychemxA/N: Dedicated to: Han;
_princess_han_ for choosing Sin as her prompt *hugsA/N2: Inspired by THIS EFFING HAWT PIC (manip, whatever)
Disclaimer: Not mine, not now, not ever. *is saddened by this*
You notice the way he moves across the dance floor, like he owns it and everyone on it. His hips sway to the beat of the music and you can’t help but stare greedily at him. People seem to stop and stare as he moves and yet he is oblivious to the attention he receives from others.
You watch as he looks up, capturing the attention of someone smiling that gorgeous smile that has you melting on your stool. He takes the offered hand and the two bodies are flush against each other, hips slightly grinding together to the music.
You watch as he turns around, pressing his leather-clad arse into the other male’s crotch, sensually moving his hips. Your eyes don’t leave them, watching as they dance together.
He soon tires of his dance partner and leaves to choose a new one, obviously not satisfied with what the other male happened to be saying in his ear. He moves across the dance floor and girls throw themselves at him and he just ignores them. You see he is frustrated as he heads towards you and the bar. He doesn’t notice you at first; he’s too busy trying to catch the bartender’s attention to get a drink.
As he hands over his money, he spots you and he smiles, eyes meeting yours.
“Hi,” he says to you.
You smile and say it back, falling into light conversation as he finishes his glass of pink liquid.
“Want to dance?” he asks you.
You nod boldly and he takes your hand, leading you to the dance floor. People move to the side as he walks up to it, and you aren’t surprised. He is treated like a god after all.
He puts your hands on his hips and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you both flush together. You hold him nervously having wanted to do this for so long but never seeing the opportunity. Your hands are a little clammy as you hold his waist.
He takes a step closer, slowly grinding himself up against you. You can feel him through your jeans and you softly bite your lip. He catches your gaze and grins at you.
“You’ve not done this before, have you?” he asks.
You shake your head. “Not really, no.”
You don’t want him to know you’ve been waiting for him – waiting and hoping that he might do this with you one day instead of all of the nameless faces he seems to take home night after night.
He leans closer and his breath is hot on your ear as he whispers, “I’ll take care of you.”
You bite back the moan that is in your throat and his lips graze against your jaw line as he leans back. He is rubbing up against you and you feel your lust for him growing tenfold. You wonder if he can see how much you want him by looking at your face.
You’re a little surprised when his lips meet yours, as you weren’t expecting it. When he pulls back slightly to look at you, you nod and meet him half way, lips crashing against each other’s.
His tongue slips easily into your mouth and you let out a little sigh. His hold on you tightens and you feel yourself relaxing into his touch.
He pulls back after a short while, and you wonder if you’ve done something wrong. He grins at you and whips his shirt off over his head, the sweat visible on his chest. He tucks his shirt into the back of his leather trousers and steps closer to you.
Your arms automatically go around his shoulders and rest comfortably on them and he puts a hand on your hip, bringing you closer together. His lips meet yours again and you kiss hotly back, letting your lust overtake you.
He gently unbuttons your shirt, and you feel the heat from the room hit your skin. His fingers trail up your chest, pinching your nipple before coming to hold your neck as you kiss. He feels the chain you’re wearing around your neck and it slips to the pendant.
He looks at you, slightly confused, the crucifix lying in his open palm.
You take it off, stealing one last glance at it before putting it in your pocket, tucking it away.
“Forgive me father, for I am about to sin,” you say as you pull him closer, kissing him hotly.
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Current Mood: 
horny
hornyCurrent Music: Umbrella - McFly (live, accoustic)
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