*Warning: Mature Content*

He looked up as he grabbed the handrail. Chocolate eyes were staring down at him with such intensity, he thought they'd burn right through him. The sweet got sweeter as he stood there, frozen mid step. Danny's posture was tall and confident. It gave off an air of dominance.
He didn't understand why it was so stunning.
The second Danny left the top landing, he instantly backed up. He was flying down the stairs, and he wasn't moving fast enough. His rapid approach left him with no where to go but nearly hopping backwards down the hall.
Danny leapt at him.
His momentum had their bodies colliding in an awkward stumble. Only the door against his back broke what would have been a tumbling fall.
Hot lips slammed into his fumbling ones. Limbs where encircling his neck and hips. He could distinctly feel fingertips running up through his hair. His nose nearly went numb with how insanely pungent his scent was.
His mind was screaming in chaotic confusion, but his body didn't hesitate.
He found himself running his hands around the softness his waist and down his butt. A tight grip under either firm swell had Danny perfectly supported in his arms. Already he was tasting him. Hungrily he licked and suckled at his lower lip. That perfect mixture of iron from his last meal and light charm spread across his tongue.
It was whipping the chaos into wild desire.
Moving his grip to support him with one hand, he used the other to craddle the back of his neck. With a tilt of his head, he plunged his tongue right past the seal of his lips. His hesitated at first, but with a gentle tease, the slick wet heat played back. A dance of exploring and tasting filled his senses.
Gentle tugging at his hair.
It lit up the rising heat in his body. He liked the way Danny was clinging. The need to claim was working it's way to the forefront of his brain.
His feet had a mind of their own. Unable to break the kiss, he found himself slowly lowering Danny into the couch. Feeling his body perfectly nestled under him sent blood shooting to his brain and pelvis. He couldn't help but grind his hips into his thigh, the sparks of arousing pleasure making his lips and tongue travel down his chin.
A growing stiffness was beginning to prod into his lower abdomen. His mind gravitated to it. He savored the heat and pulsing he could feel through the fabric between them. So badly he wanted it, but there was something he had to do first.
The pad of his tongue traveled along his jawline. Danny's fingers were starting to roughly pull at his hair. Goosebumps were raising up under his lips as they left the angle of his jaw. Danny's taste was getting stronger as he licked and sucked down his neck.
At last his kiss was form fitted to the curve at the base of his neck. Slowing the rhythm of his grinding, he gently nibbled at his skin.
Ribs fluttered underneath him as Danny squirmed.
A soft lick. Then a rough nip.
Squeaking whimper.
“Chris…wait…”
His brain fought instinct. He didn't want to wait. Reluctantly he pulled his lips from his skin.
Flexing his wrist, he lifted Danny's head so he could look at him. The chocolate irises were clouded with gold flecks of arousal. Cheeks were flushed. Lips slightly parted. When he let out a shallow breath, he could clearly see his canines had transmuted into their fullest length. Unconsciously he licked at his.
“Is it…is it going to hurt?” He whispered.
That tugged at his chest. The need to comfort overshadowed his arousal. With a bit of effort he shifted up his body.
Gently he nuzzled his nose. He felt him nuzzle back.
“I don't know…but I'm going to say most likely.” He softly said on his lips.
Danny's eyes flicked between his. He could still feel his fingers entangled in his hair.
A fleeting voice in his head told him to end this. Stop before a boundary was crossed.
But it was quickly silenced. Instinctual desire was too strong.
“You still want to do this?” He hesitantly asked.
Danny's nod was quickly joined by a smile to his eyes.
“Yeah, I do,” His tone was quiet but sure, “You?”
“Yeah,” He paused, “No take backs?”
“No take backs.” Danny whispered.
That send an overflowing emotion to his thumping heart.
A tender kiss.
“Then I'll let you bite first, alright?”
Danny nodded again, a focus coming into his eyes.
Further adjusting, he tilted his head. Danny's hands left his hair. He felt fingers slip into and gently tug at the collar of his shirt. A violent shiver went down his body when he felt the moist heat of his breath flow across the base of his neck. Wet pressure from his tongue licking at his skin rendered him weak. He braced himself.
A lusty growl and mind splitting pain. It stole his breath. He grunted to try to battle the sizzling firing up and down his nerves. The sharpness was joined by a localized throbbing and more licking.
Sucking in air and blinking to refocus, his lips found their previous trail. Danny's tongue left his neck. He felt him start to tense in stiffness under him.
Urge to comfort overwhelmed him again.
Blindly, the hand that wasn't supporting his head searched for one of his. At last he felt the creases of his palm. Trembling fingers slipped between his. Tightly his interlaced them. Heat from his hand soaked into his.
With a light squeeze and one last lick, he snapped the supple skin between his teeth.
A yelp and a whimper. Erratic shivers under him.
Warm liquid flowed across his lips. The metallic taste of his blood didn't make him hungry like that of his prey. It made him feel a sense of urgency to heal. To soothe. Vigorously his licked and sucked, trying to keep up with the flow.
Danny was moving under him again. Trying his best to keep at his neck, he gave him space to settle himself. The tender slick heat of his tongue was back on his skin. It was covering large parts of his neck. He figured he'd still been bleeding and he was trying to clean up it's sticky trail.
In quiet affection, they cared for their matching wounds. The arousal in his gut cooled down to a low ember. It took a while for the bleeding to stop. Even with their best efforts, it still made a mess of them.
“We probably look like we murdered someone.” Danny's voice was so small through his weak laugh.
That made him smile.
A small kiss to his clotted imprint, and he sat up to sit on his haunches. He took a moment to admire him. Even with crimson on his lips and chin, he still thought he was beautiful. His eyes were shyly glancing at him. Boyish smile on his face. Cheeks almost as red at the blood on his skin.
“Then I guess we should go wash the evidence off.” He said through a chuckle.
Danny's grin grew as his widened eyes ran over his face.
“You're…you're smiling.” He said in wonder.
He breathed out a laugh.
“Yeah…I guess I am.”
Moving off the couch, he gently tugged at his hand. Danny didn't immediately move, but after a moment of searching his eyes, he quickly followed.
He lead him up the stairs and into his room.
Danny was hesitant at first as they stood on the tile floor of his bathroom. His eyes kept darting away and he was hugging himself. There was a light acidic undertone to his sweet scent.
But that smile was still there.
Patient coaxing with soft kisses and light touches eased the uncertainty out of him. Slowly he let him peel off his soiled clothes. He had to pull his gaze away from his enticing nakedness to do the same for himself. A nervous excitement was fluttering in his chest.
Danny's smile had faded completely when he kicked his boxers and jeans to the far corner of the bathroom. His head was turned away from him. He could just make out a bit of a frown on his face. The acid was a little stronger.
He let out a breath to ease the bit of disappointment at seeing his reaction. Delicately he reached out to brush the back of his knuckles along his arm. Danny flinched.
“Sorry…I…I don't know how to…I'm kinda…” He was stuttering.
“If it makes you feel any better, you make me nervous too.” He said softly.
His chocolate eyes snapped to look at him. They were searching under upturned brows. A bit of a sheepish smile ran along his face. Returning it with an understanding one, he took his hand. He pulled him close.
At last feeling him skin to skin outstripped any daydreams he'd had. He was warm. Solid, but soft. He fit perfectly in his arms.
With a gentle caress of his hands along his lower back, he rubbed his nose against his. His heart lifted when he saw the smile back in his eyes and felt his palms press into his chest.
“I always thought you were gorgeous.” He said on his lips, unsure of what else to say.
A bit of a snort from Danny left him surprised.
“Don't tell me ‘gorgeous’ is going to be my pet name.” His tone was playful.
“I can call you handsome if you'd like that better.” He teased.
Danny's eyes squinted up further into their smile.
“Nah, I think I could get used to ‘gorgeous’.”
With a smile, he rekindled embers with a slow, smoldering kiss.