You're The Only One
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This was written for @fredhechingerfrenzy SIDEQUEST ; the prompt is cool - "you're the only one i really wanna impress". this started off as a little blurb from the hechinger's hangout discord server (message me if you'd like to join!) and soon turned into, well, this! big thanks to the loves of my life @keeryhours + @sweetpeapod for reading this over!
Customer: @kawaii1kitten
Order: double scoop of strawberry ice cream with crushed oreos
Ingredients: Fem!Reader x Daniel Markowitz, Friends to Lovers, Drunken Confession, Mentions of Alcohol, Idiots in Love, Two Idiots who don't realize love, Smut: Making Out, Slight Oral (Fem!Receiving), Unprotected PinV (wrap it before you tap it!), Slight Masturbation (Fem), Creampie
Total: $28.14 (2814 words)
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Lips on lips, moving in sync through gasps and soft moans. A kiss, this kiss, the kiss. The kiss that could make or break what you and Danny actually were. You were, technically, best friends. But, best friends don’t do this, do they?
I mean, the last thing he remembered was sharing a bottle of vodka in his bed after he had a mental breakdown over Allie, again. It was supposed to be a fun get together, a movie night for the two of you but it was overshadowed by his self doubt and self-deprecating comments about himself and his life.
But now… now you’re here with him. Lips on lips, body pressed against body, fingers tangling through clothes loosely. The room was filled with the sounds of your breathing mixed with the small moans and groans coming from you and Danny. The movie on the television in the corner was long forgotten, the only thing on either of your minds now at the moment being this kiss.
The kiss reminded him of chemistry lessons in school, when if the right two elements were put together, they'd explode. That was chemistry, right? Danny didn’t fucking know—hell, he barely made it by in high school. He sat there constantly copying off your homework, off your quizzes and tests; Danny owed his high school diploma to you. No, seriously, if it wasn’t for your help in all of his classes, he definitely wouldn’t have passed them.
And now here he was, tangled into his bedsheets with you on top of him. He didn’t remember how he got here, he didn’t remember how you got here and, hell, he didn’t fucking care. All he cared about in the moment was the feeling of your lips against his, the feeling of your body against his. All Danny cared about in the moment was you.
You. His best friend. His lover? He wasn’t sure what you two were anymore but that was a conversation for later, if you two got there.
Right now he was drunk on the feeling of your body against his (and the bottle of vodka that lay empty on his floor). The feeling was electrifying—lips moving against one another quickly, noses nudging against each other in the heat of the moment, hands roaming over clothes trying to get a touch at any bare skin they could.
It wasn’t weird, it wasn’t awkward, it wasn’t even uncomfortable. It was just you and Danny kissing and making out in his bed like you two did this every night. Except you didn’t, you actually have never had the nerve to kiss him until tonight. Fueled by alcohol and wanting to prove him and his self-deprecation wrong, you felt confident. He’s all you’ve wanted and now, in this moment, you were getting him all to yourself.
Danny pulled away slightly, looking up at you with a dazed and confused look on his face. “Woah,” he mumbled, his fingers running through the soft locks of your hair gently. He leaned back in, his lips finding yours in a searing kiss as his hand cupped your cheek gently, pulling you closer to him. You deepened the kiss slightly, your hands running down his chest before you tugged up at his faded band tee.
“Dans,” you mumbled against his lips, “let me help you forget about Allie.” You sighed, kissing down his jawline and neck gently.
Danny groaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut slightly. “Okay,” he breathed out, not really believing what you were saying. Was this actually happening to him? Were you actually on top of him right now, tugging at his clothes? Or was he dreaming?
Your lips found his pulse point on his neck, nipping at the sensitive skin gently as your fingers ran down his shirt. Pushing up the soft fabric carefully, your nails scratched against his lower stomach gently.
Danny’s hands wrapped around your waist, his palms resting on your ass gently. “Jesus Christ,” he mumbled, his head moving to the side gently to give you more access to his neck. Your teeth sunk into his neck harder, a loud whine leaving his lips as he moaned your name. “Fuck.”
You giggled against his skin, your hands pushing his shirt up more and more. “Allie didn’t deserve you, you know?” You mumbled, nails scratching up the hair trailing down his stomach. “You’re too good for her.”
“I don’t know about that,” Danny sighed, squeezing your ass gently. “I’m a loser.”
“Nah,” you shook your head, kissing his lips softly. “You’re really sweet, you’re really funny, you’re really hot,” you mumbled, kissing his lips again and again.
“You’re just saying that because we’re drunk.”
“I’m not drunk, I’m buzzed,” you corrected, nails scratching his skin more. Danny shivered at the touch, looking up at you. “But, I do think the alcohol is helping me say what I’ve been wanting to say for a long time.”
“What do you mean?” He asked, a bit confused as you pushed up his shirt more and more. He shifted slightly, arching his back to allow you to fully remove his shirt. You tossed it to the pile of clothes on his floor and kissed his lips again, only softer this time. More passionately, like everything you’ve ever wanted to tell him came out in this one kiss.
“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted,” you mumbled against his lips. “The only one I ever want to impress. But you were always so caught up with Allie that I felt like you never liked me like that.” You sighed, pulling away to look down at him. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted but it seemed like you never wanted me back.”
Danny looked up at you, his heart twisting at your words. Because he did want you back, oh, he wanted you back so badly. He just assumed you had only seen him as your best friend, as your loser friend that needed help doing literally anything and everything to survive. As the friend you had to help with school work, as the friend you had to check on to ensure he was doing everything right, as the friend you had to help get a replacement license. As the friend that literally couldn’t do anything on his own despite being 24 years old.
“You,” he started, eyes wandering over your face. “You want me? Like… you want me?” He confirmed, shaking his head slightly. “Why?”
“Because I love you. I’ve been in love with you since, like, freshman year of high school,” you replied softly. “You, just,” you sighed, sitting up on his bed gently. Your back pressed against the wall as you looked at him, your heart rate picking up speed. “You mean so much to me and you’re so cool in my eyes. I want to be the one you’re always hanging out with at night. I want to be the one you’re always sleeping next to and waking up next to. I want to be yours, Danny. I always have.” The words tumbled out of your mouth faster than you anticipated, a sick feeling in your stomach as you realized the severity of your words. You took a deep breath and glanced at the clock on his bedside table, moving off his bed carefully. “I should go.”
“No, don’t,” Danny stopped you, grabbing your hand quickly. His fingers wrapped around your wrist gently as he tugged you back towards his bed. “Don’t go… stay, please?” He asked, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
Your gaze met his as you shifted slightly, the sudden burst of confidence from before now gone as you swallowed down your words. A simple nod was all you could muster as you looked at him. He sat there, perfect as always. Messy hair, kiss swollen lips, glassy eyes from either the alcohol or the words that you had admitted. He let out a heavy sigh, his hand releasing its grip on your wrist slowly. He ran his fingers through his hair, tugging on it as he did in times of frustration and confusion.
“I really should get going,” you mumbled softly, trying to avoid the entire conversation.
“No,” Danny argued, shaking his head. “Please,” he mumbled, looking up at you. Your name left his lips softly as he took a deep breath, finding his words. Everything he had ever wanted to say to you now felt stuck in his throat as he shook his head. “I love you, too.” He finally muttered, looking up at you. “My god, I have always loved you. The times we spent together before Allie and I were together made me want that kind of love. I craved that kind of love and passion and understanding. I thought I found it with Allie, I really did. But, the more time I spent with her the more I realized I didn’t love her—no. I loved the idea of her. There has only truly been one girl that I have ever loved. And that’s you. Even after Allie and I broke up, you rushed to help me and pick up all the pieces of my broken heart. It’s only ever been you.”
The air in Danny’s small room was now thick with tension. You stood there in shock, staring at Danny as he sat up on his bed, avoiding eye contact with you. “What?” You asked, trying to understand if you had truly heard him correctly. Trying to figure out if everything he said was actually true.
“Please don’t make me repeat that.”
“Wait, hold on,” you stepped closer, taking a seat on his bed carefully. “Are you serious?”
Danny nodded, looking up at you hesitantly as he shifted, making more space for you on the bed. “I love you, I really do. It’s been so hard seeing you date other guys and when I was with Allie I finally realized how much I loved you. I just kept hoping you felt the same way and that I wasn’t too late.”
You let out a small laugh, shaking your head. “My god, we’re idiots.”
“Why?” He asked, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.
“Because we’re both in love with each other and never said anything,” you mumbled, looking at him.
“Oh,” Danny said simply, nodding as he pretended to understand your words. After all, it was still Danny we were talking about. “Right,” he added softly.
“You… don’t get it, do you?”
“No, of course I do,” he argued, looking at you. “It means I can kiss you again, right?” He asked, leaning closer to you. You blinked a couple of times before you nodded slightly.
Danny’s right hand moved to your face, cupping your cheek gently as he leaned in and kissed you softly. His lips moved against yours slowly as he pushed you back onto his bed. Danny pulled away from the kiss carefully, his fingers toying with the hem of your sweatshirt slightly. He tugged the fabric up, revealing the soft skin of your stomach before he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on it.
You giggled slightly, his beard poking your skin softly before your fingers ran through his unruly hair. “What’re you doing?” You asked softly, your eyes meeting his as he looked up at you.
“Showing you how much I love you,” he mumbled against your skin as he kissed down your stomach. His fingers pulled the fabric of your sweatpants down slowly, placing soft kisses on your inner thighs. “If that’s okay with you.” He added, looking up at you as his lips placed a sweet kiss over your clothed core.
A soft moan left you as you nodded, your fingers tightening around his hair gently. “Fuck, yes,” you sighed, looking down at him. “Please.”
Danny smirked softly, placing a couple more kisses on your clothed core before he pulled your panties down at a teasingly slow pace. “With pleasure, baby girl,” he mumbled, kissing your clit softly. He licked a long stripe up your folds before he kissed back up your body, pulling your hoodie up as he did so.
Your back arched off the bed, helping him get the sweatshirt off your body with ease. He tossed it to the floor, his lips continuing their trail of kisses up your body.
“Danny,” you sighed, your fingers running through his hair softly. He hummed against your skin, his kisses making their way to your face. He kissed your lips gently, his hands wrapping around your body to undo your bra.
“Yes, baby?” He asked, unclasping and sliding your bra off with ease before he tossed it to the side. It landed in the heap of clothing on his floor with a soft thud.
“I need you to fuck me, like, now,” you begged, leaning up to kiss his lips again. “Please?” You mumbled against his lips.
Danny smiled, his right hand cupping your cheek as he kissed you back. “Of course,” he mumbled softly, standing up carefully. “Since you asked so nicely.” He stood up and slid his sweatpants and boxers down gently, kicking them off of his feet before he crawled back on top of you. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” He asked, kissing your lips softly as his forearms rested on the mattress beside you.
You hummed into the kiss, shaking your head slowly. “You know,” you mumbled, smiling at him. “I don’t think you have. And that’s a shame, really.”
Danny smiled, a genuine goofy smile on his face as he kissed your lips again. “Well, you are absolutely beautiful, and so breathtaking,” he muttered, his right hand moving down the side of your body gently. His tip rubbed through your wet folds gently before he slowly pushed into you. He groaned at the feeling, looking at you. “You’re so gorgeous.”
A gasp left your mouth at the feeling of him pushing into you, your eyes meeting his as you looked up at him. “I am?” You asked, not really believing the words or praises that were coming out of his mouth.
He grunted, pushing into you fully as his right hand moved up to your breast. He squeezed it gently before he slowly started thrusting in and out of you. “Yeah,” he groaned out. “You’re absolutely breathtaking and I can’t believe you’re real,” he muttered, thrusting in and out of you more.
“Danny,” you whined, your hips moving up to meet his movements.
“Hm,” he hummed, squeezing your breast harder as his thumb ran over your peaked nipple gently. “Yes, princess?” He asked, his head nuzzling into your neck. He kissed up and down your neck, biting down on the spot that made you weak in the knees.
You moaned loudly at the kisses and bites, clenching around him as his thrusts picked up speed. “You, ah,” you muttered, eyes closed as you shook your head. “You’re so big and feel… good,” you sighed out.
As Danny bit down harder on your neck, your dominant hand moved down to where your bodies were connected. Your middle and ring fingers found your clit, rubbing tight circles against it as Danny’s thrusts slowed in pace but deepened in position. “Yeah, baby girl,” he mumbled into your neck, moaning as he felt you clench around him. “Are you gonna cum?”
You whined and nodded, a breathy moan leaving your lips as you rubbed your clit faster. “Yes,” you nodded. “I’m gonna cum…”
“Do it, baby girl,” Danny smirked, nipping at your neck again as he thrusted deep and stayed there. “Cum for me, cum on my dick,” he added, his thrusts picking up speed to help send you over the edge. Danny’s hand squeezed your breast again, his teeth sinking into your neck hard enough to leave a mark as he thrusted in and out.
Your fingers stopped their movements as you whined, clenching around him before you released all over his dick. Danny moaned at the feeling, thrusting a few more times before he stilled, releasing his load deep inside of you.
“Fuck,” you mumbled, falling back on the bed as you looked up at him. Danny sighed, collapsing on top of you with a grunt as he closed his eyes. He placed soft and sweet kisses against your chest before he hummed to himself, staying firmly inside of you.
“God, I love you.” He mumbled softly, looking up at you with a small and tired grin on his face.
You smiled, your fingers running through his messy hair. “I love you too.” You muttered, placing a soft kiss on the top of his head. “Can I stay here tonight?” You asked softly, looking down at him.
“You can stay here for as long as you want.” He replied, more kisses being left on your chest. “You can stay here forever and I’ll be happy.”
“Forever?”
“Forever.”
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