Danny was holding back. Slade hadn't understood that at first but after two months of being with him he could tell when Danny slowed down. There was something that kept him from completely giving in and Slade wasn't sure what it was but he hoped he could fix it.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Danny asked when Slade rolled them over, putting Danny back on top of him.
"I read somewhere it's better for you to be on top," Slade kissed him. Danny pulled back a second later.
"I'm fine though, you're always careful," Danny insisted.
"I'll still be careful," Slade promised, kissing his neck. "We just don't do it this way much, I thought we could try it."
"Don't tell me you're bored already," Danny sounded like he was smiling, but Slade was still kissing and sucking on his neck so he couldn't see for sure.
"Never," Slade grinned. He straightened up to look Danny in the face. "Have I told you I love you yet today?"
"Mm, tell me again."
"I love you."
"Love you too, Mouse," Danny kissed him.
One of their phones started ringing. It was impossible to tell which one since they were both on vibrate.
"Tell me it can wait," Slade pleaded, sliding his hands up Danny's thighs.
"Sure can," Danny leaned back to give Slade full access to his cock. The action caused his ass to dig into Slade's hard cock.
Almost as soon as the phone stopped ringing, another one started. This one was in the bed with them which solved the mystery of whose phone was ringing the first time.
"Fuck it," Slade insisted, sweeping his arm across the bed. He could hear his phone fall on the floor. "Can you reach the lube?"
"Mhmm," Danny got up on his knees and crawled forward to get into Slade's bedside table. Danny's phone started ringing again. "Okay, I have to check that," he sighed, pulling away from Slade. He dropped the bottle of lube and a condom next to Slade.
"Fine," Slade knew it was probably important if someone was calling both of them repeatedly. He also knew it probably had something to do with Chloe but Danny didn't say that so Slade didn't either. Instead he picked up the bottle of lube and started rolling it back and forth in his hands to warm it a little.
"Alright," Danny's thumbs flew over his phone screen. He locked it and put it on the bedside table. "That's done. Where were we?"
"Everything okay?" Slade had to ask.
"Yeah, someone just needed a number," Danny crawled on top of Slade again. Slade sat up to kiss him, squirting a bead of lube along one of his fingers.
"I love you," Slade whispered, massaging his finger over Danny's puckered entrance.
"I love you too," Danny kissed him. Normally he pushed down on Slade's fingers, helping him get inside, but this time he stayed where he was, almost resisting.
"What's the matter?" Slade broke the kiss.
"Nothing, keep going," Danny instructed but he didn't relax into Slade like normal.
Though Slade was able to work a finger in, he could tell it wasn't having the intended effect. Slade pulled it back out after kissing Danny's neck and shoulder for a few minutes while he tried to get him to relax
"Turn over," he told Danny, kissing his shoulder again.
"What? Why?" Danny looked confused.
"I want to try something," Slade smiled. Danny got off his lap and lay on his stomach. "On your knees."
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Pas de Trois
TienerfictieWhen Chloe's world turned upside down, ballet was the one thing that pulled her through. Then she's accepted to the School of American Ballet and Chloe won't have to live in her once perfect older sister's shadow anymore. Too bad her parents had to...