(A/N): Go easy on me, please. This is my first smut scene, like- ever, and I have next to no idea what I'm doing lmao enjoy

It had clouded over during the few minutes you'd been back inside the building; now the clouds were thick with the promise of snow or rain. Despite the chill nipping at the air, stronger now, you push your way outside in search of Danny. He'd been fast, getting out of the school as quickly as he possibly could. You were desperately hoping that he hadn't just left. For a brief moment you wonder to yourself, is it even worth looking for him?, because there were endless places for him to be and maybe this search would be totally fruitless. You took a sharp right to loop around the school to the desolate back of it, where the landscapers had neglected to fix cracked pavement and the weeds had chewed over the fine grass. You had only been meaning to cut through that portion of the yard to reach the sidewalk, prepared to walk home and skate all the way to Danny's just to comfort him, but that turned out not to be necessary- The moment your foot touched down on the mass of weeds a soft sniffling touched your ear and your brows swooped low, concerned. Even if you'd never heard him cry before, you knew the sound of his voice by now.

You open your mouth to call out to him, and then think better of it, walking in the directions of his crying instead. You rounded a corner to an indent in the wall where bikes were meant to be kept, cast in a thick swath of shadow. His crying form was unmistakable, and a little bit more of your soul was chipped away at the sight. You took one step closer and Danny's head, which had been leaned on his knees, snapped upwards, his golden eyes blasting wide and his crying stopping at once. You offered a small smile and Danny went to furiously wipe at his eyes, swallowing the lump in his throat and offering a wobbling grin. 

"H-Hey, (Y/N), I-I- I, uh-" His voice started trembling again and so he snapped his mouth shut, tearing his gaze away. 

"Danny, I..." Your own eyes glass over and you fight them back with a blink. Sucking in a deep breath, you start forwards once more, stopping momentarily in front of Danny before taking a slow seat at his side. He tenses as you take up the place beside him. "I'm sorry."

"Pfft," He forces out, his voice breaking through the simple sound, "Sorry for- for what?" You watch as Danny pulls his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. He keeps his gaze away from you, glued to the cracks in the concrete. You don't say another word, just lifting your arm to wrap around his shoulders. He shrivels beneath your touch but you pull him into your side nonetheless, letting your head fall to rest against his own.

"Chrissy's the worst." The words tumble from your lips without your consent and for a second you think you might have made Danny uncomfortable, because he tenses further in your hold and swallows the lump in his throat. After a beat, he relaxes with a sigh and scoots himself a little closer, nodding his head in agreement. 

"I'm sorry," He whispers out, and the way his voice sounds makes your eyes gloss over and your throat close up. "I... This is all my fault. I ruined Amanda's life, (Y/N), she-" His body shakes with a sob and he lifts one hand to close over his mouth, "she wasn't ready to tell anyone yet and I- I- I fucked it all up for her," Tears flow free from his golden eyes and he latches onto his knees with all of the strength in his body. Leaning heavily on your shoulder he buries his face in his folded arms and sobs freely, violently. You'd never imagined someone like him could let out such terrible sounds. You bite your lip to stop from letting your own tears fall and hug him even tighter, burying your face in his hair and placing a kiss on the crown of his head. "She's never going to talk to me again, and if her parents find out- oh, god, if her parents find out-" His head shakes violently from side to side as if he's tossing the thoughts away. A sob tears free from his throat and shakes him with a vengeance, but once it's gone the shaking doesn't stop. He's trembling now like a frightened animal. "If her parents find out they'll talk to mine, and my dad, he- he's going to do something, (Y/N), to me or to my momma or to- to-" You knew growing hysteria when you saw it. Danny was straying further and further from reality, drowning in the tidal wave of negativity. You had to save him before he was too far gone. 

"Danny, can you look at me?" You ask, your voice gentle, but Danny doesn't answer so you repeat yourself a little louder. "Danny, come on. Please. You can look at me, okay?" You pull your arm from around him so that you can place both hands on his cheeks, guiding his face up so that his eyes met yours. You tried to wear an expression of security, one that could wrap him in comfort. His eyes melted, softening, and you assume that it worked to some degree. "It's going to be okay, alright? I promise, I won't let anyone hurt you. I won't let anyone do anything to you ever again." At a loss for words, Danny only nods, small and meek. You get the idea that he doesn't entirely believe you're capable of that. To solidify those words, ones that you would do everything in your mortal power to uphold, you surge forwards and crash your lips against his own, trying to communicate every little thing you didn't know how to say aloud. Danny's breath hitches, and this time it's not with a sob- he shuffles onto his knees, moving closer to you,  and wraps his arms around your neck. The vulnerability in the movement of his lips is all you need to know the be told that he trusts you entirely. He's the one to pull away first, panting for air, his forehead moving to press against your own. 

"Fuck, honey," He hisses out, and you hum in response. Your thoughts are racing a mile a minute- every kiss with Danny has felt like that very first one, just as outstanding- this one, however, was different in the best way you could imagine. You take his lips in your own again once more, feeling like spilt wine and the night sky, moss choking old stone and smoke blacking out the sky. It's pleasant and urgent in one warm, heart-thrumming package and you suddenly feel like your heart is swelling and growing right out of your chest. 

"Danny," You gasp as you break away from him once more, eyes lidded as they stare into his own, "I-" You lose your words and swallow hard, "I think... I think I love you." You watch as his golden gaze shifts, blooming with warmth that falls and darkens into the same red wine night sky feeling coursing through your veins in this very moment. 

"I love you too, (Y/N) (L/N). I think I have for a long, long time." Your lips collide again but this time your nerves are lit aflame, sparking like mad with every movement, every brush of his skin against your own. You're desperate for more, something foreign and unusual fogging up your head that drives your hand forwards to rest on his thigh. Danny pulls his lips away from you, raising one eyebrow and letting out a watery chuckle. His eyes are still puffy and his breathing still shakes with the occasional fading cry, but you know he's feeling the same thing that you are. "You sure?" He asks, breathless, "You don't have to- to do anything with me, (Y/N), I don't want you to feel like you have-"

"Please, Danny, I know what I'm asking. I want to." Danny sighs, hesitating, regarding you with the utmost care. He doesn't want to hurt you, ever, in his whole life. He wants you to be entirely okay with what you're asking to happen. After that moment, sparks buzzing behind your eyes, he nods his head, and that's what starts it all. This time, when his lips crash against your own, everything is different. He's certain and confident and you're fumbling but eager- This might not be the time or place but neither of you are willing to wait and no one else seems to exist for just these moments, which is something the both of you need. Chrissy and Amanda are wiped from both your mind and Danny's, leaving nothing behind but desire, but urgency. Danny finds himself in front of you, hovering over you with one hand on your cheek and the other on the ground by your side. You shiver as he breaks the kiss to instead nip lightly at your lip, then moving to kiss heatedly, lovingly at your neck instead. The sensation of his teeth grazing the skin there drives your head up into the clouds. 

"This alright?" He huffs out between kisses, and you nod your head, hands moving up to tangle in his hairspray-caked locks. 

"Just fine," You say back to him, and then his hand are moving for the buttons of your fancy suit, tugging at them impatiently. Danny lifts his head up again as he finally manages to pop your last button free, helping you to lean forwards and shed the thing entirely. You watch his movements with a sort of lostness, and he lets out a gentle laugh once he catches sight of the look on your face. 

"Have you... Have you never done this before?" Your cheeks grow red and you open your mouth to protest, moving quickly to lie; the softness in his eyes, however, tells you that he's not mocking you. Not at all. Biting your tongue and shifting your gaze away, you shrug, embarrassed. "Sweetheart, look at me," he chuckles out, but you refuse until his hand closes gently around your chin to guide your eyes to his own. He's smiling, warm, the lust in his eyes tamped gently down into something patient and reassuring. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, darling," He promises, "Tell me if I do anything you don't like, please." You swallow thickly and nod your head. "Here," Danny's hand falls from your face and closes around your own hands to guide them to the buttons of his suit. Getting the idea, your fingers trip over each other to get his suit off of him, and you toss it to rest on top of your as soon as those buttons are undone. Your mind fogs over once more as he reattaches to your neck, biting gently at the skin. After a few moments that grew to not be enough, and your hands found the buttons of his collared shirt at once. These ones were easier to get undone, and as soon as the fabric fell open your were ghosting your fingers over the skin of his chest. 

"I love you," You say, tipping your head back to rest against the brick wall behind you.

"I love you more," He says right back, and pulls away to press his forehead to yours while he fumbles with your own shirt buttons. His hands on your chest, your stomach, your sides and your hips, it makes the sparklers in your head explode, your skin lit aflame with glee. Your breath comes fast and you grow even more impatient, savoring the touches but needing more and not having the confidence to voice it. With your cheeks glowing even redder you move your hand to rest on his hip, forcing your eyes to his own and praying that he understands what you so badly want to ask for. He blinks slowly, cooly. "You're 100% sure?" He whispers to you, and you nod your head.

"Yes, I am. I love you." You can't keep those three words off your tongue. He smiles again, and presses your lips together as he fumbles to get his belt undone and pulled free. You feel his teeth catch your bottom lip, tugging gently. As you let out a gasp he presses his tongue between your lips. Another few seconds pass and then he's pulling away again, reaching for his suit jacket and patting around in the interior pockets. A second later he returns with a small blue packet. You can't help but laugh, an incredulous look on your face. "You just- have one of those on you?" Danny only shrugs in return, his own smile stretching over his face.

"Of course I do, honey, always use protection." The kissing resumes, but this time he's fumbling with your belt and tugging it hastily free as you toe off your shoes. Within the next few seconds the buttons of your pants are popped free and Danny's thumbs are hooked in your waistband; one last time, making sure you were still wanting this, his eyes meet yours and he raises his eyebrows gently. You're at a point where your mind is already too foggy to comprehend words, so you just place your hands on his and help him to shimmy your pants down your hips, pulling them off of you entirely and leaving you in nothing but your unbuttoned top and your underwear. Danny has to stop for a moment, his eyes travelling up and down your form as he took in the sight of you. "You're an angel, honey. God, you're so-" He swallows, and you see his eyes gloss over again.

"Are you okay?" You force out through your shaky breaths, and he nods his head, his face splitting with a smile.

"More than okay. So, so okay. You're perfect." You shoot forwards and crash your lips onto his. The moment resumes, you helping him to undo and remove his own pants. As soon as they're gone he's helping you onto his lap where you can already feel the hardness growing there. It presses against your own heat and sends a rocket of pleasure whizzing from head to toe, drawing out a low moan from the both of you in a beautiful unison. The red wine night skies feeling shifts, and now everything is like golden clouds and the strumming of a gentle harp. 

"Danny, I- I can't keep waiting, please-" You lean your head on his shoulder and squeeze your eyes shut, wrapping your arms around his neck and grinding down onto him again to hear another one of his low, beautiful sounds. He nods and places one more kiss on your neck before shifting to strip off his last bottom layer, ripping open the small blue packet and sliding it's contents into place. Your underwear is shed seconds later, and then, sending your mind spinning wildly, Danny presses slowly into you as if he's afraid you'll break. There's a little bit of a burn but it's overwhelmed entirely by the euphoria enveloping your mind and making it sing aloud. You let out a quiet moan, your breath puffing against Danny's neck and making him shiver. At last you sit flush against him, pleasantly full. He rocks his hips gently and you moan out again. "Shit," You huff, and his arms circle around you to hold you close.

"You okay? This is alright?" You nod, but he doesn't move his hips again so you take it upon yourself to do it instead. Lifting yourself slightly on trembling legs, you squeeze your eyes shut tight and let the pleasure run its course before moving down once more. As you continue to move, Danny matches your pace, seemingly desperate to pick things up but you appreciate him holding back as much as he can for your sake. You feel so safe, so small inside his arms, so loved and appreciated. You are head over heels for Danny Johnson and it only took you a shitload of drama to realize it. As you grew used to the stretch of having him inside of you things began to gain speed, both of you moving in a perfect tandem to the speeding beat of your hearts. Danny felt amazing, like nothing you'd ever dreamed of experiencing before- there was not a single thing about him that you would ever dream of changing. You rocked your hips as Danny thrust into you, hard and swift and experienced in comparison to your desperate instinct. You didn't know if you were doing anything right but by the look on Danny's face and the soft sounds he was letting out you assumed you were at least halfway there.

"Danny, please, please I need more, I-" Just as you were trying to get the words out Danny shifted entirely and hit a spot inside of you that made your breath fall short and your vision darken, a high-pitched keen that forced redness into your cheeks. Burying your face into his shoulder to muffle the moans you could no longer hold in as he hit that spot over and over again, you felt a knot tightening inside of your stomach and moved yourself even faster. 

"Sweetheart, I'm getting close," Danny hissed into your ear, teeth gritted, and you nodded your head to let him know that you were nearly there too. The pace reached a high and you pulled away to press your lips to his own, the knot growing tighter and tighter until it snapped altogether and you let out a scream muffled by the lips of Danny Johnson. As he rode out his own high, thrusting slower, gentler, you felt an exhaustion weigh on your limbs alongside a glowing contentedness. Out of breath and entirely satisfied, you stay in place with him inside of you, savoring the warmth overcoming your body in a slow creep. Your lips fall from his and your head tumbles to rest on his chest. "I love you so much." He says, his voice deep and raspy. Not being able to fit your affection into words, you kiss him one more desperate time, letting every emotion you've ever felt flow into that action.

You wanted to die with this man. 

(A/N): Well, uh, I hope I did okay. Please tell me lmao I have zero idea if this was any good but I'm happier with it than I expected to be? I am in love with one man and that man is Danny Johnson. 

Edit: Omg there's like maybe five chapters left of this book wtf.