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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Savage Garden
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,461
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
...Daniel stepped again through the screen door and regarded his attire with a little trepidation. He wasn't sure if Darren had purposely given him a silly pair of trunks or not, but the guitarist suspected the former. After all, who would *really* likes lightning bolts scrambling over the shiny dark blue material like some sort of wizard's duel? Must have been an older present to Darren. The little twit.
"Are you ready to go??" Called an excited voichindhind Daniel, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.
*Speak of the devil...or monkey rather..*. Daniel thought with a chuckle as he turned around towards the doorway. Darren appeared out of the relative dim of the living room, clad just like Daniel in only his swimming trun
D
Daniel studied the attire that the singer had been so determined to not lend Daniel. *Well, if he likes Darth Vader so much he can have them.* Daniel quirked an eyebrow at him, taking in the fact that Darren had quite a muscular chest, sprinkled faintly with hair.
"You used to be so much skinnier than me," the guitarist complained, crossing his lean arms over his equally lean chest. Darren smirked and flexed a bicep for Daniel, slipping into Darren-sex-on-a-stick mode for a moment, sticking his tongue out again.
"Yeah, but now *you* can be the scrawny one, Dan." Darren replied coyly, reaching out to squeeze Daniel's upper arm.
"Hey! Don't damage the goods!" Daniel exclaimed, grabbing Darren's arm in turn. A little shoving match ensued, with a giggle or two escaping from the singer. Daniel had to admit to himself that Darren was almost stronger than him, as he felt Darren's muscles flexing under his grip.
"Darren, you may look like a real man, but you giggle like a girl!" Daniel teased, reaching out to tickle Darren's side quickly. Darren shrieked and pulled away, his eyes sparkling with laughter.
"That was a low trick Danny!"
"What are you going to do about it?" Daniel taunted. Darren took on an agressive pose, his arms on his hips.
"I am going to," He bellowed "...run away!" Darren finished meekly as he scampered around the backyard, putting the pool between himself and Daniel.
Daniel smirked and strolled over to the side of the pool, shaking his head at Darren.
"You can be such a little coward at times." he called out mockingly, trying to goad Darren into coming back over to his side. Darren merely made a face at Daniel and watched him warily.
Daniel pointedly ignored Darren, turning his gaze towards the desert still waiting in a shimmeringly smooth pile in the large pool. He bent his long legs to squat at the pool's edge, regarding the jello with a more than bemused curious eye now.
The guitarist stuck out a finger and, leaning forward carefully, gently placed that index finger on the surface of the green, feeling the stubborn push back of the semi-solid. He pulled away his finger and smiled as the jello quivered in the accustomed jello-ish manner.
*Push* *wobble wobble*
*Push* *wobble wobble*
Quite entranced by the lime green wonder, Daniel leaned a little further and stuck his finger right through the surface of the dessert, reveling in the cool, slimey sensation covering his digit; very refreshing on this hot day.
*Yes but Darren doesn't actually expect us to swim in this-*
Daniel's thought was rudely interupted by a sudden rough shove of hands on his back. Barely managing a startled yelp, Daniel caught one last glimpse of the pure, smooth, glistening jello before he toppled right into it. Headfirst. With Darren's insane giggle following him as the desert closed over his body with a *plop!*
"Are you ready to go??" Called an excited voichindhind Daniel, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.
*Speak of the devil...or monkey rather..*. Daniel thought with a chuckle as he turned around towards the doorway. Darren appeared out of the relative dim of the living room, clad just like Daniel in only his swimming trun
D
Daniel studied the attire that the singer had been so determined to not lend Daniel. *Well, if he likes Darth Vader so much he can have them.* Daniel quirked an eyebrow at him, taking in the fact that Darren had quite a muscular chest, sprinkled faintly with hair.
"You used to be so much skinnier than me," the guitarist complained, crossing his lean arms over his equally lean chest. Darren smirked and flexed a bicep for Daniel, slipping into Darren-sex-on-a-stick mode for a moment, sticking his tongue out again.
"Yeah, but now *you* can be the scrawny one, Dan." Darren replied coyly, reaching out to squeeze Daniel's upper arm.
"Hey! Don't damage the goods!" Daniel exclaimed, grabbing Darren's arm in turn. A little shoving match ensued, with a giggle or two escaping from the singer. Daniel had to admit to himself that Darren was almost stronger than him, as he felt Darren's muscles flexing under his grip.
"Darren, you may look like a real man, but you giggle like a girl!" Daniel teased, reaching out to tickle Darren's side quickly. Darren shrieked and pulled away, his eyes sparkling with laughter.
"That was a low trick Danny!"
"What are you going to do about it?" Daniel taunted. Darren took on an agressive pose, his arms on his hips.
"I am going to," He bellowed "...run away!" Darren finished meekly as he scampered around the backyard, putting the pool between himself and Daniel.
Daniel smirked and strolled over to the side of the pool, shaking his head at Darren.
"You can be such a little coward at times." he called out mockingly, trying to goad Darren into coming back over to his side. Darren merely made a face at Daniel and watched him warily.
Daniel pointedly ignored Darren, turning his gaze towards the desert still waiting in a shimmeringly smooth pile in the large pool. He bent his long legs to squat at the pool's edge, regarding the jello with a more than bemused curious eye now.
The guitarist stuck out a finger and, leaning forward carefully, gently placed that index finger on the surface of the green, feeling the stubborn push back of the semi-solid. He pulled away his finger and smiled as the jello quivered in the accustomed jello-ish manner.
*Push* *wobble wobble*
*Push* *wobble wobble*
Quite entranced by the lime green wonder, Daniel leaned a little further and stuck his finger right through the surface of the dessert, reveling in the cool, slimey sensation covering his digit; very refreshing on this hot day.
*Yes but Darren doesn't actually expect us to swim in this-*
Daniel's thought was rudely interupted by a sudden rough shove of hands on his back. Barely managing a startled yelp, Daniel caught one last glimpse of the pure, smooth, glistening jello before he toppled right into it. Headfirst. With Darren's insane giggle following him as the desert closed over his body with a *plop!*