Sweet Tooth by Stephie

Daniel was somewhat startled to suddenly see a paper grocery bag waving in front of his face. He jumped, nearly dropping his guitar, then looked up at the half-smiling face that belonged to the hand that held the bag. Darren, the one behind the aforementioned face, set his other hand on his hip.

"Yes?" Daniel said.

"Wanna play?" Darren asked lasciviously. Daniel blinked. He usually wasn't that direct.

"Huh? Now?" Darren looked mildly offended.

"What, you aren't up for it?"

"Um."

"Just say yes."

"Yes." Darren then grinned broadly.

"Good!" Daniel was then pulled into the bedroom. He began to wonder if he should have said yes. "Okay," and Darren turned to look at him. "Take off your shirt." Daniel obeyed. "Now lay on the bed."

"Huh?"

"Come on! You know, sex, bed. I mean, we could push all that stuff off the kitchen counter, but this would be more comfortable." Daniel decided to just lay on the bed, and watched Darren somewhat warily as the smaller man set his bag on a night table and pulled out...a bag of Hershey Kisses. Daniel blinked several times as Darren opened this bag as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Darren...what are you-"

"Shh. I'm just going to take one of these," and Darren unwrapped one piece of chocolate, "and put it..." He dragged out the last word, looking over Daniel's long torso. "Here," he finished, placing the Kiss on one pink nipple. He frowned for a moment, then placed another on the other to match. "There you go," Darren said, smiling.

Daniel was not as amused. "Now what?" He asked.

"Now..." Darren bent over Daniel and kissed him. Daniel felt Darren's hands slip around his wrists, pressing them against the bed. The kisses were slow, melting into each other with each press of the lips.

Hm. Melting.

Daniel attempted to pull back a bit. "Darren," he said, breathy. Darren only kissed him again. "Darren!" This time clearer.

"Hmm?" Blue eyes opened lazily as Darren sat back.

"The chocolate's melting on me."

"Huh?" Darren blinked a few times.

"The chocolate. Is. Melting on me."

"I heard you! Just one second," and he kissed down Daniel's neck and chest to the left chocolate. Once he reached the Kiss, he covered it with his mouth and smoothed the softening chocolate against Daniel's skin with his tongue, then began to lick it off.

At first there was the only the gentle pressure of his tongue that Daniel could only feel from under the chocolate. But then Darren broke through it, and Daniel could feel his rough tongue against his nipple. Darren, unable to lick any more off, firmed his lips against the surrounding skin and sucked, hard. Daniel gasped at the sensation, then again when Darren's sharp teeth grazed against him. He cleaned off the last traces of the chocolate, then moved to the other nipple. When he finished, he pulled back to look Daniel in the eye.

"Well?" He asked.

"Maybe I should be doing this to you, as you do have the more sensitive nipples," Daniel replied. Darren grinned but didn't say anything. "It...was nice, though."

Darren raised an eyebrow. "Just nice."

"All right, it was a lot more than nice. Can I have a piece of chocolate now?" Darren smiled more broadly, unwrapped a Kiss, and dropped it into Daniel's open waiting mouth. The prone man made a soft moan of appreciation and closed his eyes to more fully concentrate on it. Darren dropped next to him on his side and placed a hand over Daniel's breastbone.

"You know, they say that chocolate's an aphrodisiac."

Daniel's lips twitched upward. "I believe I've heard that before." There were a few moments of silence as Darren's hand brushed down to the hollow of Daniel's stomach and back up to its previous resting place. Daniel, without looking, lifted an arm up, and Darren immediately took the invitation to snuggle. His head went to Daniel's shoulder, his body half on top of his lover's, and Daniel's arm took its rightful place along Darren's back, fingers stroking the bit of skin unhidden by Darren's t-shirt, and then it was perfect.

For a while longer they drifted lazily, and Darren was just beginning to doze when he felt fingers sliding under the waist of his jeans and lips brush against his forehead. He looked up at Daniel, who was gazing back at him, smiling in a way that was all at once slow, confident, and predatory.

"You know...I think that I want something other than chocolate," Daniel said, moving his hand to brush against the skin of Darren's hipbone. Darren shivered.

"Perhaps you should eat it, then," he replied.

"Perhaps I should," Daniel said, his voice barely above a whisper, and before Darren could take another breath, he was on his back and a little dazed, his thighs straddled, and Daniel was on his way to satisfying this sudden craving.