Smother the Flame in Your Heart // Danny x Sam

Part V

Word Count: ~4900

Warnings: some sexy time [18+ only!]

This was a really fun chapter for me to write. Hope you enjoy <3

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"You sure you're ready for this?" Sam asked while he watched Danny get dressed, a sight he never got tired of. But it was particularly endearing and strangely arousing this evening, because his boyfriend was pulling a goofy green and red striped Christmas sweater over his head. "Us Kiszka boys go pretty hard for the holidays."

"As we all do in this town," Danny said, stepping in front of his mirror. He straightened the hem of the sweater, then fiddled with the red and gold pom-poms lining the collar. He cocked his head to the side. "Is this too stupid?"

"Nah." Sam remained lying on Danny's bed, legs folded up behind himself, resting his chin in his arms, gazing up at him. "I like it."

Danny caught his gaze in the mirror for a moment before whipping around. "But you're dressed all nice. Should I not wear this ridiculous sweater?"

"It's ridiculous and you look ridiculously hot," Sam said, stretching his arms out to grab at it. "Want me to wear one too? I don't mind. In fact, it'd be even hotter if we matched." He craned his neck upward while trying to pull Danny down: "I want everyone to know we're together."

Danny liked that idea. "Okay," he said, taking Sam's hands in his own while he turned to look at his open closet. "We could match. But how stupid do you want your sweater to be? Shamefully, I have a few to choose from."

Sam rolled off the bed and met him at the closet, humming as he rifled through the different materials. A red and white sweater caught his attention, the front stitched with a garish silver reindeer, the shoulders adorned with little bells. "What about this one?" he asked, holding it up against his torso. "You got it from the women's section in Goodwill, right?"

"Josie got it for me. So, yeah, probably."

Sam snickered. He stepped back and unbuttoned the much nicer, much more stylish shirt he'd started out with, and pulled the sweater over his undershirt, imagining how many other Christmas parties the sweater had experienced before. This one would be the best though, he thought, because there would be unlimited booze, weed and he had a sweet, sexy man on his arm. A man who just happened to be a vampire, Sam remembered, which prompted the question of, "So you're gonna be okay tonight?"

Danny went to his dresser, inspecting his array of necklaces. "Yeah, I think so. I'll be with you–that always helps."

"I just know it's gonna be a decent amount of people," Sam said, coming up behind him to wrap his arms around Danny's middle. "If you feel overwhelmed or something, just tell me. We'll dip out."

Danny smiled at him in the mirror. "Maybe we could have a signal if I just need a break."

"Okay. What signal?"

After a brief moment of consideration, Danny said, "Honestly, you'll probably be able to tell from my face."

Sam brought his own face to the side of Danny's neck and playfully nipped at his skin. "And what a beautiful face you have, Daniel. It's hard for me to not look at you all the time so, yeah, I'll be cognizant of that."

Temptation was still always strong with Sam but as the days of them being together had gone on, Danny felt more and more like he was in control of it. He hadn't lost that control with Sam since Halloween despite the numerous, exceptionally challenging moments, which was practically every time they did anything more than just kiss, and he wanted to keep up that streak for as long as possible. He'd prepared himself well in anticipation of this Christmas party and was repeating the same mantra over and over in his head: I can do this. I can do this because I love Sam and I won't hurt him ever again.