Savage Garden and Fan Fiction by katsa5

Darren was sitting in front of the laptop on the desktop on the two-bed hotel room, when Daniel came in.  Darren barely turned his head when he heard Daniel arrive and called to him, "Hey Dan!  Check this out!" 

"What?" He walked over.  He slouched down and looked over Darren's shoulder at the computer screen.  "Fanfiction.net?"

"Yeah."

"What about it?"

Darren clicked the mouse arrow once, "Look at the listing." 

Daniel's eyes scanned, "A lot of NC-17s.  So?  People got to have some entertainment."

"Apparently, a lot of people think we make an interesting couple."

Daniel's eyes widened, "Say what?"  He read the summaries.

"There are a lot of D and Ds."

"No kidding."

Darren turned to Daniel, "Got your laptop with you?"

"Yeah.  Why?"

"We've got to check this out."

"Why!"

"People are writing about us screwing each other."

"So leave it alone, I ain't interested."

"Aren't you curious about how people see you?"

"I can imagine how they're seeing me.  They're seeing me naked."

"-and barking like a dog."

"WHAT!"

"Story 12.  Check it out." Darren turned back to the computer.  Daniel got out his computer and turned it on to the Internet, while muttering, "I can't believe I'm doing this".

"I'll read the first fifteen pages.  You read the next fifteen."

"Fine." He rolled his eyes.  He sat crossed-legged on one of the beds before the computer, reading. 

Four hours later. . . .

"Damn, some of these are really hot." Said a reddening-faced Daniel.

Darren nodded.  "I don't think your hands ever get untied in this one."

"Well, that sucks." He read on a moment, "Damn, Darren.  Bent backwards?  I didn't know you were so kinky."

"Yeah, I'm proud of that talent". He said sarcastically.

"These things are really descriptive.  How experienced are these people?"

"Can't be too experienced if they're writing these instead of getting some."   He read on, "So what's so magical about my butt?"

"Got me.  What about my blonde hair?"

"Blondes are easy, that's why.  That's why you're receiving."

Daniel's head shot up, "I'm receiving!?  That's not what I'm reading."

"You're receiving me, all right.  Makes sense."

"Bullshit!  Youre receiving, Mr. Sings-Like-Britney."

"What does voice have to do with it?" He chuckled.

"You'll make better moans."

"Really?" He swerved the chair to face him, "I'll bet you that I'm also the better fucker."

"Really?  Hit me why."

Darren leaned back in the chair, hands folded behind his head, looking so confident to the point of arrogance, "One; I'm obviously the Charmer.  Two; I'm the type that would actually make a move.  Three; chances are, I'm more skilled and more experienced than you."  He chuckled, "I won't make your butt ache so much."

Daniel jumped off the bed and stood up, "You call those reasons?  I'm taller, stronger, and more aggressive than you."

"So youre a caveman, so what."  Daniel growled.  "Even if you were dominant, you wouldn't know what to do with me."

Daniel crossed his arms, "Is that right?"

Darren leaned forward, looking straight at him with a grin, "That's right."

On that, Daniel quickly grabbed Darren's face and kissed his mouth.  Darren gasped in surprise, Daniel's tongue shot forward inside.  Darren leaned back into the chair, and Daniel slid his knees between flesh and the chair leather, straddling the others waist. 

After a few moments, they parted, both with very surprised expressions.  A moment of silence, then Daniel spoke. "I guess we read too many fanfics."

"For real.  So---uh."

Daniel smirked, "Shall we continue?"

After a moment, Darren smirked back.