Smother the Flame in Your Heart // Danny x Sam

Part XX

Word Count: ~2700

Warnings: vampire & sexy time ;)

Sorry I'm a day late and sorry it's a bit short. The past couple weeks have been difficult and I literally didn't write a damn thing. I think things are breaking through now, however, and I'm not quite sure when this series will end, but we haven't reached it just yet!

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It hadn't been an easy decision for Sam. He'd made the decision quickly though, because the reflections on his brotherhood and a better understanding of Jake's desires had soared through his mind when he'd pulled Danny away from the kitchen table, whisking him into action. He'd been shaking in the living room as they stood there and spoke quietly–at times silently and only exchanging facial expressions–discussing what was to be done.

Sam felt like he had two options. He could scorn Jake yet again, force him to turn away and never come back, and allow both of them to cause irreparable damage to themselves and their entire unit, including Danny, that they would always regret. Or he could show some grace and sacrifice in a way he'd never had to sacrifice before.

Danny was patient, as he always was–that was one of Sam's favorite qualities of his soulmate. He let Sam take the reins and make the decision himself. Sam knew Danny would follow along no matter what that was. And he trusted Danny so completely that, when he did decide, he knew he didn't need to be in the room with them when it happened. Sam didn't want to see it, but he had no fear for what Danny might do–he'd do nothing except what he was asked. Sam also did trust Jake, although prickles of anxiety and doubt made that trust seep in more slowly.

All in all, it was just a couple minutes. And then a few more. Sam waited, pacing the kitchen in his bare feet, not making a sound. His own silence scared him too–he couldn't mutter to himself, couldn't make a single noise to exemplify what he was feeling because there were too many feelings stewing inside his heart and mind. But, when the timer went off, he just hoped that whatever Jake needed was accomplished and over with. And when Danny came back to him, Sam felt an overwhelming and unexpected sense of relief flood his veins.

Danny spent the next few days absolutely doting on him, which made Sam feel even more loved. Gifts and food and weed and alcohol, plus infinite kisses and massages and cuddles–Sam was ensconced in affection and he was eating up every second of it.

During an early and easy morning, they had gone back to bed after a quick breakfast–and no coffee. It was like Danny just wanted them to go back to bed, so Sam hadn't put up a fuss. They had nowhere else to be but in each other's arms.

Sam had nearly fallen entirely asleep again once they'd settled back within the sheets. He was lying on his stomach, just enjoying the closeness to his boyfriend when Danny straddled his hips; warm hands were quickly on Sam's bare shoulders, gently rubbing and squeezing. Sam sighed and kept his eyes closed, enjoying Danny's intentional and slow touches.

"Feel good?" Danny asked softly, working his palm into a small knot beneath one of Sam's shoulder blades. Although the worst really was finally over now, he'd noticed–and keenly, physically felt–how tense Sam still continued to be. He had stopped carrying it in his face, his jaw, his words, but it festered in his body. It was a good thing Danny genuinely liked giving massages, because he believed Sam needed at least one each day.

"Always does," Sam mumbled, keeping his face tucked against his arms and beneath the pillow. He winced a little when Danny worked that spot harder, but a few seconds later and a tightness Sam hadn't fully felt before seemed to drop away.

Danny ran his hands down Sam's sides. "Your skin is like silk. It always blows my mind." He knew Sam's shower and post-shower routine well, so it shouldn't have been surprising. Still, he'd never touched another man whose skin was so silky soft and smooth. Danny could touch Sam all day and never tire of the sensation beneath his fingers.