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[takecourage]

Alex has never really understood Valentine's day but she's gone and got herself a boyfriend who's deeply, ridiculously romantic. For a few weeks now, she's been planning a response to Darlington's confession about wanting to be the one up on the stage.

She's sitting on the couch, wearing a pair of shorts and her corset, a pair of sleek black heels with ribbons wrapped around her ankles and up towards her knees. There's a riding crop across her thighs.

She waits.

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[takecourage]

"That's it," murmurs Alex, spreading her legs a little wider. "You know where I need your mouth, Danny. Don't keep me waiting."

[more_magic]

"I wouldn't dream of it," he murmurs against her skin, working his way steadily downwards until he's reached the sodden lace of her panties. With another soft, almost whining groan, he presses his mouth to the damp fabric, sucking and licking at her.

[takecourage]

His mouth is hot and wet and perfect through her panties, not quite enough, not yet, but enough to push her closer. She pushes her fingers into his hair, pulling hard. "Make sure you get it all," she says. "These panties were expensive."

[more_magic]

He doesn't stop to answer her, but as her fingers tug at his already-tousled hair, he groans. The touch is enough impetus to keep him focused on his task, his mouth moving from one streak to another, his tongue running against her panties until the only thing he can taste is her cunt.

[takecourage]

With her panties in the way, it's great, and she's close, but not close enough. She groans softly, grinding her hips up against his mouth.

"Pull my panties down," she moans, almost begs. "Get me...I'm so close, Danny. I need you to..."

[more_magic]

Alex is the one begging now, the sound of it ringing delightfully in his ears. She grinds shamelessly up against his face, needy and wanting, and Danny groans as he drags her panties down her thighs. "Anything for you," he says, spreading her with his hand before he presses his mouth to her cunt again, licking against her, into her, giving her the last piece of what she needs.

[takecourage]

He presses his mouth against her cunt, and she's known that he was good at this since New Year's eve, but she's still surprised by how good. It's only a few moments before she's coming hard, her thighs trembling on either side of his head.

[more_magic]

Alex all but shakes apart, and it's beautiful. He keeps his mouth on her until she's through, and when he raises his head again, his face is flushed, his chin slick. "Seems like that was worth the wait, Alex."

His eyes still on hers, he kisses the white inside of her thigh, sucking up the faintest of marks.

[takecourage]

"Definitely worth it," she says, combing her fingers through his dark hair as he kisses her thighs. "What about you? As good as the fantasy?"

[more_magic]

The touch of her hand in his hair carries something soothing in it now, and Danny relaxes into it. "Definitely as good as the fantasy," he says. "Better, even."

[takecourage]

"Good," says Alex, tugging until she can look him in the eye, smiling. "I don't want it to be, like...every time we have sex, but...it's definitely something we can keep playing with if you want?"

[more_magic]

"I wouldn't want it every time either," he confirms, letting the tug to his hair draw him up the bed until he's lying along her side. "But it's something I do want to revisit. Maybe find other things we can try, as long as we're both interested."

His face is still a mess, his ass still aching from the way she'd struck him with the crop, but the kiss he drops to her shoulder contains nothing but tenderness. "I'd do just about anything with you."

[takecourage]

"Same," she says, leaning in to brush the end of her nose against his. "Even...if it's things that I've tried before and hated. With...You know. I think I'd be happy to try them again with you."

[more_magic]

He feels the same stab of loathing for Leonard Beacon as he always does at any mention of him, but right now, with Alex safe and secure beside him, it's something much fainter; easier to push aside and smile at the soft brush of Alex's nose against his instead.

"And if they're still not enjoyable," he says, his hand smoothing along her hip, "then we'll discard them outright. And immediately."

[takecourage]

"I know that," says Alex, nodding, her nose brushing his again. "I don't think I've ever trusted anyone like I trust you. It's...worth a lot."

[more_magic]

"I'm glad," he says, and means it. If he thinks about how differently things turn out back home, that rift that forms between them and sends him an ocean away, it's only for a moment. That isn't happening here; in Darrow, they have a chance to make something new.

"It's...something I want to live up to," he adds, his eyes searching hers for a moment. "That trust. Your trust." Said aloud, it sounds romantic and sentimental, something he half-expects her to laugh at, and rightfully so. None of that makes it any less true.