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by Sunhawk and "glitter kiss"
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Darren closed his eyes for a moment and reveled in the simple pleasure of having the sun stream on his face like a gentle, warm caress. Opening his sparkling greys again, Darren turned and smiled at his best friend as they walked the carefully-tended gravel paths of the park. Both of them were just glad to get away from the pressures and rushes of being famous musicians. They had pleaded worn out today and canceled all appointments, escaping to the serene beauty of a nearby park.
It was almost summer and Darren was enjoying the wonderful day they had been graced with. With glances full of quiet amusement, both watched some kids rush past them in a laughing, screaming group. The sun felt good but he was beginning to get warm in his nice black sweater. Not good planning on his part.
Daniel, standing beside him, tilted his head to the side as he caught a faint jingling noise over the loudness of the children.
"What's that sound?" He asked, bringing Darren's attention to it. The singer listened for a moment, then his expression turned to one of pure joy.
"Ice cream truck."
The endearing sight of his bandmate's shining face tugged at Daniel's heartstrings.
"Awww, you look so damn cute when you do that," he chuckled, swatting the singer playfully on the back. "Alrighty then, shall we skip towards the ice-cream man too?"
Impulsively, Darren grabbed his hand and half pulled him towards the coming truck. Daniel inwardly rolled his eyes as he let himself be dragged along. Daz is such a child... but an adorable one at that.
The truck stopped and a man wearing a ridiculous "Happy Tony's Ice-Cream" hat and a pink and blue striped outfit stepped out.
"Hello boys. What would you like?"
Licking his lips, Darren's large eyes scanned the huge menu board on the side. Hmmmm, decisions, decisions. So many yummy flavours, so little time. Vanilla, strawberry, mint, chocolate... chocolate. Extra mmmmmmmmmmm. Suddenly, he felt Daniel tug at him from behind.
"What?"
Daniel simply pouted. "I didn't bring any money."
For the briefest of moments, Darren looked completely crest-fallen. Then he brightened and shoved his hand into the pocket of his black jeans. Daniel stared in confusion at Darren's hand as it wiggled underneath that dark denim, not comprehending. Then the singer pulled out his hand with all the flourish of a conjurer and shook a dollar bill in Daniel's face.
Chuckling, the guitarist grabbed Darren's hand and turned him around to face the ice cream guy again.
"Darren, look at these prices, we don't have enough money for 2 ice creams of any type!"
Darren realized it was true, and considered for a moment. Then he turned his head a little and caught Daniel's gaze. He pretended to sigh, his breath like a warmer breeze tickling Daniel's cheek. Daniel grinned, waiting.
"Guess we'll have to share one then."
"What flavour?" Daniel demanded, pressing closer to Darren so that he could read the little picture-signs on the side of the ice-cream bin.
"Chocolate?" Daniel pleaded, squeezing Darren's arm in emphasis. Darren seemed to mull it over, so Daniel grabbed both of the singer's shoulders.
"Pleeeeeease?" Daniel gave Darren a beseeching look, his emerald eyes full of desire for chocolate. Darren continued to pause just because Daniel looked so damn cute when he was begging, his smooth lower lips just beginning to tremble.
"Welll...."
After what seemed like eternity, Darren's eyes gazing upwards to the heavens above then back down to earth again by his partner's almost magnetic plead.
"Wellll...," he rolled his words slowly, curving his lips up to a sly smile. "I suppose I can have chocolate ice cream once again for the third time this week." He stopped and added coyly, "Just for you, Jonesy."
Almost instantly, Daniel's face lit up like lights on a Christmas tree, his eyes dancing with glee at the thought of his favourite flavour ever. He grabbed Darren's arm and squeezed it with glee.
"Dazzy, oh thank youuuuu!!" He licked his lips with anticipation. "You know how I live for chocolate..."
Mocking a loud sigh, Darren turned and rolled his eyes at the ice cream man, as if to gesture 'don't worry about him, he isn't always like this.' Daniel can be so childish sometimes... but he's so adorable when he plays up like this. He pointed to the chocolate flavour asked how much it was again to make sure.
After ordering and paying for the ice-cream, Darren turned around to his awaiting partner-in-crime and displayed his purchase proudly.
"There... now what are friends for?" he grinned.
Daniel eyed the frozen focus of his desires and tried not to drool.
"Oh you are the best friend ever Darren! I'll do anything to make this up to you!" He said feverently, not taking his gaze from the ice cream. Darren chuckled low and a little throatily, mighty amused.
"Anything Daniel?" his tone was sly and suggestive. Daniel managed to pull his gaze away from the treat and actually paid attention to what Darren had said. There was a moment's pause as they blinked at each other, then both exploded into giggles.
Daniel reached out his hand to grab the chocolate ice cream, only to find it eluding his grasp. Darren's face was full of mischief as he pulled the cone out of the guitarist's reach, smirking at his thwarted expression.
"Come onnnnnnnn Darrrrren!" Daniel whined, lunging and missing once again. "Lemme have a liiiiickkkk!"
Grinning, Darren shook his head and raised the cone above his head, waggling it to taunt Daniel. His other hand making a come and get it gesture, Darren began to back away. Daniel scrambled and threw himself forward. But he had totally misjudged the distance in his excitement and to his surprise the guitarist found himself careening into Darren.
The cone wobbled frighteningly in Darren's hand, and both men gripped each other as they watched it with stricken expressions. Then, after a looong moment, Darren managed to stabilize his hand.
"Way to go," Darren muttered, slowly letting go of Daniel's shirt "we almost lost it!"
"Well, if you hadn't been playing with it," Daniel retorted, a smile quirking the edge of his lips upwards "it wouldn't be melted enough to be in danger!"
Darren merely rolled his eyes and pretended nonchalance.
"Well then, let's eat it before it starts running down my hand!"
"Alright then hand it over to me so i can take a few licks." Daniel agreed, holding out his hand expectantly. Darren smirked and shook his head.
"No way, i'm not falling for that again, Jonesy. Last time i gave you the ice cream you ate the whole thing before i could get it back! Nope, this time this baby stays right in the palm of my hand." And then Darren shifted his grip on the softening cone for a more secure hold to emphasize his point.
It was Daniel's turn to roll his eyes "You are so exaggerating, it was a tiny ice cream and you didn't seem to want any." Darren still didn't relinquish the ice cream. The guitarist sighed like one long suffering.
"Fine. Bend your arm this way, Mr.Picky."
Darren obliged and Daniel craned his neck down and greedily took a slurp at the ice cream. And mmmmmmmmmmm...was it ever delicious! Daniel closed his eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the rich taste of the chocolate and the tongue-pleasing sensation of the creamy, melting treat, so wonderfully cold on that warm summer day.
Lick, Lick, Lick.
Daniel swirled around his tongue to the top of the ice cream mound and then back down again. He could feel some stray ice cream sloshing on his upper lip but he ignored it in favour of more enthusiastic slurping. He reached the actual cone and licked the ice cream from around it's rim, tongue twisting to gather as much of the trapped chocolate as he could.
Wait a sec. Part of this ice cream is warm!
Puzzled, Daniel returned to the warm spot his tongue had grazed over and gave it a few curious licks, wondering what was up with this ice cream.
"Um, Dan?.........That's my hand."
Daniel froze, his tongue still sticking out and grazing what he now knew to be warm flesh. Some of the ice cream must have frozen his brain for it took a good long moment before Daniel could think again. Then he slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head to the side, unsure of how to remedy the situation.
Daniel could just barely see Darren's face and the singer's blue eyes glittered at him, snaring his attention like a snake.
"Now Daniel, as much as i appreciate you cleaning my thumb for me," Darren remarked casually, but his voice trembled. "would you please remove your tongue?" Daniel wondered if the singer was actually going to laugh in his face.
Daniel was about to nod and remove his mouth from the strange position it had wandered into when a sudden, wicked thought entered his head.
So, try to control my consumption of precious chocolate will you? I'll get you Darren... with a mental chuckle, the guitarist caught Darren's eye and changed his expression quickly.
"But Darrrrrren, it tastes sooooo goooooood.." he purred, lapping again at the ice cream that had resumed dripping down Darren's thumb. The singer yelped and tried to pull away his hand, only to have Daniel whip out his own and grab Darren by the wrist.
Making obvious noises of enjoyment, Daniel continued to lick and suck all available ice cream in the immediate area. Darren, cursing up a storm, tried to wrench is wrist free and Daniel got him back by tickling the backs of his fingers with his tongue. Darren's curse turned mid-sentence into a giggle and then he was at Daniel's mercy.
With determined tongue and the aid of bright sun, Daniel soon made quick work of the rest of the ice cream and had Darren convulsing with laughter, being the ticklish sort that he was. Taking one last long slurp, Daniel finally lifted his head and regarded Darren sardonically.
The singer's laughter began to subside and he wiped a few tears away with both his hands. Then he realized he was no longer in position of the cone. Putting those empty hands on his hips, he regarded Daniel suspiciously.
"Alright wise guy, that was a naughty trick you just played. Hand over the cone, or did you eat it all?" Darren demanded, one eyebrow raised cynically.
Daniel affected an innocent expression "What, me eat the whole thing? Darren, i'm hurt. Here, you can have the rest."
Darren's eyes lit up and he reached out his hand expectantly. With a smirk, Daniel carefully placed the empty sugar cone in Darren's hand, and chuckled at his expression. Darren looked at it in shock, then his gaze turned murderous. He advanced on Daniel.
"Hey wait Daz, don't do anything rash! it was just a joke! No need to get-"
CRACK!
"Great, now nobody gets to eat it Darren."
~THE END~
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