My Darling

Chapter 10

"Guys! Get up!" Someome yells at Y/N and Danny, Danny startles awake, sitting up quickly.

"Arny? What the hell? It's 7 in the damn morning." Danny groans, laying back down, a small smile plays on Danny's lips as he doesn't hear a response.

Loud groans sound from the room as Arny flops straight onto both Y/N and Danny. Danny moaned in pain, his stomach accidentally getting kneed. Y/N grumbles and sits up, glaring at Arny. "I'm not sorry." Arny smiles, "Wake me up from my slumber before 9:30 again and you'll face will be met with my fist, understood?" Y/N says, and if looks could kill...

Arny nods, "Yes, ma'am! But get up guysss!" He drags out the 's'.

Y/N turned and faced Danny, "Good morning," she said, Danny smiled and kissed her forehead, "Good morning to you. How did you sleep?" He asked her, his voice raspy. "I slept fine. Except for being rudely awoken." Y/N rolled her eyes, Danny nodded, "Yeah, that was uncalled for, he kneed me in my stomach." Danny groans, holding his stomach in pain.

Y/N smiles and stands up, walking to the bathroom. She grabs her toothbrush and brushes her teeth. Warm arms wrap around her waist from behind her, she smiles and leans back into the person. Danny peppers kisses along Y/N's shoulders, she moans softly, spitting the toothpaste out into the sink and washing it down the drain with water. "How are you feeling?" Danny asks her, she turns around in his arms, "Fine, you?" She smiles, Danny pecks her lips, "Great," he grins a toothy grin.

He unwraps his arms around her waist, and brushes his teeth. Y/N walks out of the bathroom, and pulls on sweatpants. She walks out to the kitchen, where Arny is happily eating a muffin. "Arny, why the hell did you wake us up?" She asks, "We need stuff to do. You're fun to be around," Arny shot her a toothy grin, slinging an arm around her shoulders.

Danny walks in from the kitchen, glaring at Arny, his gaze turning to the arm around her shoulders. "It's too early," he whines, walking to Y/N and wrapping his arms around her waist. Y/N chuckles, "So, what're we going to do?" Brandon asked, "We are going to do crafts! Run to Michael's, film a video while in there and them boom. Ctafts." Arny introduced his idea, Danny nodded, "That's a good idea." He voiced, Y/N nodded as well, silently agreeing.

"I still don't see why we needed to be woken at 7 in the morning," Y/N spoke, Arny scratched his neck, glancing at Brandon, "Arny couldn't wait, he's been up since 4:30 and woke me up with him," Brandon briefly explained to them, "Man, I'm going back to bed," Y/N whined, turning to go back to Danny's room, "Noo. You take forever to get ready, c'mon, it'll be fun!" Arny whined, Y/N groaned, "Gimme like an hour or two," she walked back to Danny's room, Danny trailing behind her.

She picks out an outfit and walks to the bathroom, grabbing 2 towels, she stood in the doorway of the bathroom connected to Danny's room, she slowly took off the clothes she had on, Danny looked her up and down, licking his lips.

"Baby, what're you doing?" He asks her, "Taking my clothes off, to go shower," she paused, biting her lip, "If you want to join me," she smirks at Danny, Danny nods, licking his lips, and peeling his clothes off him.

"No touching," Y/N said, "Baby," Danny whines, she smirks. "Danny," she mimics Danny's whine. "Please let me touch you," he begs, she shakes her head, "We wouldn't want to waste water," she fends.

He takes a step closer to her, "If we both shower together we won't." Danny tries to get her to let him touch her, but to no avail.

"Sorry babe. You can watch and do your thing, but no touching," she slyly smirks and turns on the shower, making sure the temperature is good.

Danny whines but follows her nontheless. "Please?" He begs once more, "Keep begging and I won't let you touch me for a week," Y/N says, Danny gasps, "You wouldn't," he says, fully not believing that she would do that.

"Try me,"she smirks, Danny watches as she steps into the shower, she grabs her bottle of shampoo and 'drops' it.

She bends over and grabs it, giving Danny a perfect view of her ass. He groans, his cock hard and throbbing, he steps into the glass shower behind her.

He goes to palm her ass but stops himself, what if she was serious about not letting me touch her for a week? He didn't want to risk it, so he kept his hands to himself.

Little did Danny know, she was fighting herself on her words, truth be told, she wanted him to touch her so bad.

Y/N turned, so she was facing Danny. Danny looked at her eyes, then her lips, then back to her eyes. "Kiss me," she said.

Danny pulled her closer to him by her waist, his nails digging slightly into her waist. He smashed their lips together, taking her by surprise. She parts her lips, Danny slides his tongue in her mouth, tugging on her own with his tongue.

Y/N moaned into Danny's mouth, he groaned and pulled away. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard.

"You touched me," she tells him, he nods, "It's hard not too," he answers her. "I need you to touch me more," she breathlessly tells him, he groans and gets on his knees before her, water cascading down his torso.

She spread her legs, Danny looked up at her, making sure she was okay with it.

She nods and Danny attaches his mouth to her clit, sucking eagerly. She moans and pushes her thighs together around Danny's head. Danny moans, sliding a finger in her pussy.

"Fuck- yeah Danny," she moans, leaning her head against the wall of the shower. Danny curls his finger, slowly thrusting it in and out. "More," she whined, her hips eagerly grinding against Danny's face and fingers.

Y/N POV:

I felt Danny's fingers thrust into me harder, I moaned, my back arching as I came around his fingers. "Couldn't wait?" He teases, before going right back to sucking my clit, flicking it with his tongue, I squirm, trying to get away from the overstimulation, but he keeps me there as he keeps attacking me, quickly sending me into another orgasm.

My thighs squeeze so tight around his head, I get scared I'm gonna decapitate him with my thighs.

"Shit," he rasps with a groan, "You taste so good," he says, I unclamp my thighs from around his head as he slows down.

He pulls away from me, leaving me with wobbly legs. I glare at him and he grins.

We continue showering, he touches me a bit more, but does decent at keeping hands to himself.

A/N: I got ideas for the next chapter ;)