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Paring: Terry silver/Daniel LaRusso

Warnings: rape/non con, underaged, drug use

Rating: explicit

Daniel woke up in the middle of the night to Terry's frame pressed hard against his back. He tried to shift his weight only to be unconsciously pulled closer by a hand on his waist. He contemplated waking Terry up, but he couldn't bring himself to speak up. instead, Daniel reached out tentatively, intending to remove Terry's arm from its place on his hip. However something stirred within him. He felt himself grow hard in his shorts, craving the man’s touch.

“Terry.” He whispered quietly, testing to see if he was awake. When he didn’t respond, Daniel hesitantly ghosted over his thick arm hair, reaching behind his hand to interlock their digits, softy as to not wake him. Pulling Terrys arm further up his chest, he backed into Terry’s warm body as close as he could. That’s when he felt it: pressing against his ass was something unmistakably long and hard between a thin layer of boxers. He freaked out and ran to the bathroom.

“Fuck," he muttered under his breath, placing a hand on the counter to steady himself. His mind raced with confusion and arousal. He leaned against the sink, hoping his hard on would disappear. He couldn’t help but wonder if Terry’s arousal was for him, but quickly brushed it off as “morning wood.” There was no way a man like Terry would want him anyway.

Daniel sighed softly, trying to calm his racing heart. He knew the growing budge in his pants wouldn't disappear, not with all the thoughts and feelings swirling around him. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, taking himself in his hand. He desperately tried not to think of the man asleep in the other room but it was no use. All he could think about was how it felt to have Terry's hand on his hip, how his skin tingled with desire. his body betraying him at every turn.

He came quickly onto the porcelain floor beneath him. He expected to feel dirty and guilty, But he didn't. Instead, it was a mix of relief and longing that washed over him. If anything he craved more.

He cleaned up his mess and slipped back into bed, quite as a mouse, making sure to keep a safe distance between himself and Terry.

The next morning, he didn't bring it up, but the tension in the air only seemed to grow thicker. a week later, Terry and his mother started dating. He expected them to break up in a month but was proven wrong when he came home one day to find a flashy engagement ring on his mother’s hand. He was against it at first, resenting Terry for not choosing him — although he would never openly admit that. but once they moved into Terry's house, it became hard to ignore his now stepdad.

Daniel sat in his room listening to music while he did his homework. Terry was still at work while his mother was out spending her husband’s money no doubt.

He found that he couldn't focus on his homework, instead thinking about that night in the hotel. How warm and comforting Terry felt against him. He felt protected by him in a way that wasn't fatherly, but something else entirely. He missed the way he smelled: expensive cologne and cigar smoke filled his mind. He yearned to feel Terry's hands on his body again. It had been so long since they’d hung out, let alone talked. He put away his homework and made his way to his stepfather's room. His mother's things scattered on her side of the room. He slumped down on the California king-size bed, burying his face into his pillow. It smelled too much of his mother's rose-scented shampoo, so he pulled away in disgust. Laying flat on the bed, he looked over to the big walk-in closet on Terry's side, calling to him.

He opened the doors to reveal an array of clothes, shoes, jewelry, hats, all carefully organized and displayed. As he walked, he brushed his fingers over the many sleeves that hung on the rack. He pulled out a dark brown trench coat and a top hat buried deep in the closet.

Daniel checked the alarm clock on the side table. Terry won't be home for another couple of hours. He took this as an opportunity and took down the coat from the rack, walking out to lay it on the bed ever so carefully as to leave no trace of him being here. He slipped the jacket over his shoulders. It was hugely oversized, but it felt like a warm embrace. He brought the collar up to his nose and reveled in the smell of his stepdad.

He spotted a little wooden box on the dresser containing cigars, which Terry indulged in every night. Carefully, he opened the box and pulled one of the many cigars, holding it up to his nose the way Terry did before he lit it. Holding it in his teeth, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. The jacket hung low to his feet as he held the cigar in his mouth. It needed something... shiny.

Going back into the closet, he opened the jewelry case and pulled out a silver chain and a Rolex, putting them on. He went back to the mirror, admiring himself.

"Margret, get me the phone," he mimicked Terry's voice and command in the mirror, holding the cigar in his mouth.

A soft chuckle echoed through the room as Daniel mimicked his stepdad's voice.

“I don’t sound like that you know?” Terry entered the room. Daniel jumped and dropped the cigar, letting out a little yelp as he was startled. He quickly regained his composure, smiling sheepishly at his stepdad. “I thought you were at work.” He panicked.

“Ive been so busy lately, I missed you. So I came home early, thought I’d take you out. But it looks like you’ve been making your own fun without me.” he leaned against the doorway.

Daniel picked the cigar up from the floor, then looked back to Terry. "I got bored without you here. I just wanted to have a bit of fun before you came home." Daniel smirked, trying to play it off casually. He put the cigar back in the box and started to unclasp the watch. “no, keep it on.” He moves closer, towering over his small frame.

Daniel looked up at him, his heart racing as Terry towered over him. "Why?" He asked, his voice slightly shaky. This close, he could feel the heat from Terry’s body, and it sent shivers down his spine.

“I like this look on you Danny-boy.” He carefully sit down the bed. admiring his stepson. His heart pounded in his chest as Terry's deep voice echoed through the room. “It’s huge on me.” he looked himself up and down as he felt Terry’s eyes on him.

Terry chuckles softly, his eyes darkening slightly. “Well, maybe I can find you something that fits a bit better. What do you think?”

“What do you have in mind?” Daniel inquired.

Terry gets up to start unbuttoning his shirt. Daniel’s eyes widen in shock. “You’re… taking your shirt off?” he backs away. Terry grins wickedly, his fingers expertly sliding the shirt off his shoulders to reveal his toned body. “Why don’t you try it on.” it was a light lilac silk dress shirt, still two sizes too big.

He eyed him down like a predator to its prey. He holds it out. Daniel takes it from his hands and starts to put on over his T-shirt. Terry stops him.

“No, no. Take it off." He says, his voice low and commanding. His tone leaves no room for argument. Daniel feels himself teetering on the edge of excitement and fear. He slowly pulls his T-shirt over his head, leaving himself on display for the man sitting on the bed.

“Danny, look at me." He commands, his voice firm yet gentle. Terry's eyes travel up his body, taking in every inch of his skin, as he watches Daniel slowly lift his shirt over his head. His heart pounded as he met Terry's gaze, his chest heaving slightly with anticipation. Terry got up from the bed to reach behind him pulling out the cigar he dropped on the floor from the box.

“it looks good on you.” he slumps back down on the bed. Lighting up a cigar. “keep it.”

Daniel feels the warmth from the cigar as Terry blows out the smoke. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. “I can’t possibly.” He glanced down at the floor, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with his step dad.

Danny, it's just a shirt." He says, taking a drag from his cigar. "Besides, I like seeing you in my clothes. you can wear it to bed if anything.” Daniel nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. He brings the collar of the shirt to his nose finally relishing in Terry’s smell.

Terry gently pats the seat next to him. “Come. Sit with me.” Slowly, Daniel moved closer to him. As he sat down on the edge of the bed, he couldn't shake off the feeling of fear that washed over him.

“Why are you always smoking these things?” Daniel questioned.

Terry chuckled softly, his eyes meeting Daniel’s. "I find it quite relaxing after a stressful day.," he said, taking another puff before blowing out the smoke. Daniel bit his lip before gaining a bit of confidence to ask “can I try?”

Terry’s piercing blue eyes never left Daniel’s. “How would your mother feel If I let you smoke?”

“She doesn’t have to know.”

Terry smiled, his gaze lingering on the teen for a moment before he agreed. “fine. but if I’m letting you smoke, we do it my way.”

“Your way?”

"Yes, Danny. My way," he purred, his voice deep and resonant. He placed his hand on Daniel’s lower back. Evoking a surprised gasp out of him. “You have to get real close.” He obeyed. “Good, now Open your mouth.”

As Terry spoke, he took another drag from his cigar, holding it between his thumb and forefinger. Then, he leaned forward slightly, blowing the air into Daniels mouth. “Now, hold it in your mouth. Don’t inhale.”

Daniel keeps eye contact for the first time. Slowly inching closer as he breathes in the smoke. Daniel's heart raced as the warm breath mixed with the smoke filled his lungs. His eyes locked onto Terry's, a mixture of fear and excitement flickering within them. In an instant he pulled away coughing. Terry reached over to brush a strand of hair from Daniel's face, his fingertips grazing the boy's cheek. “I told you not to inhale.” He chided In a coaxing tone, Daniel could just melt into.

“I’m sorry. I’ll do better this time.” he was determined to make his stepdad proud. Terry smiled softly, pleased by Daniel's determination. "That's my boy."

Terry brought the cigar to his lips and inhaled once more. He gently grabbed Daniel’s chin and opened his mouth. He leaned in closer this time, lips just barely ghosting over over Daniels.

Daniel closed his eyes softly as he breathed in the smoke from Terry, holding it in his mouth, just as he instructed. The nicotine buzz quick but enjoyable.

"That's it, Danny," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “You like that?”

Daniel could only nod, finally opening his eyes. “I want more.”

Terry chuckled softly, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Of course, you do." He moved back, creating some distance between them for a moment. Taking a long drag, he grabbed Daniels face in a tighter grip than before. His lips brushed Daniel’s as he blew the smoke into his mouth.

they did this a couple more times. Daniel could feel the warmth spreading through him, the pleasure mixing with the smoke and making him lightheaded. He was lost in the sensation, his body yearning for more. "Thats it, just feel." Terry praised him. “Do you need to lay down?” Daniel nodded his head. "Alright, Danny," Terry replied with a gentle voice that held an authoritative edge. He placed a hand on the small of his back, gently coaxing Daniel to lay his head on his lap. Brushing away strands of loose hair falling in Daniel’s eyes.

“How do you feel?”

“good. I feel good” he stuttered and closed his eyes as he held himself back from gagging from the taste. “Good," Terry replied, his voice like silk against Daniel's skin.

Daniel closed his eyes, not fully processing everything that was happening in the moment. Terry reached over to his nightstand, unlocking a hidden compartment, revealing a glass pipe filled with water and a few small pieces of hashish. "Do you trust me, Danny?” He was too out of it to ask questions, his eyes peeling open to look up at his stepdad with admiration. “Yeah I trust you.”

Terry smiled at that, seeing the trust in his step son’s eyes. “Now. I want you to inhale on this next one. Can you do that for me Danny?” He nodded as he turned over to lie on his back, his head still in Terry’s lap.

Terry took a moment to prepare the pipe, carefully heating up the hashish and inhaling the drug. He then leaned forward, Daniel instinctively opening his mouth for Terry to blow the smoke into his mouth once again. he was far to gone to complain, or pull away.

Terry watched as Daniel succumbed to the drugs' effects. His body relaxed further into his hold, seeking comfort. Daniel felt the warmth of the smoke fill his lungs, the taste of hashish heavy on his tongue.

He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he felt the pleasant haze settle over him. His body was heavy, almost floating, and he found himself leaning into Terry's touch. “More.” He silently begged.

Terry chuckled softly, his fingers tracing gently over the delicate skin on his face. He reached for the pipe again, preparing another hit for both of them. He laced his fingers in Daniel’s shaggy hair, holding his limp head in his hands. Blowing another hit of smoke into Daniel's eager mouth, He watched as Daniel's eyes fluttered shut, lost in a pleasurable daze, and felt a rush of power course through him. The boy’s body limp in his hands. Terry could do anything he wanted to his vulnerable stepson. And Daniel would have no choice but to take whatever was given to him.

after three more hits of the hash, Daniel slowly opened his eyes, the room dancing around him. He was lost in a sea of pleasure, with no desire to fight it. His body felt heavy and warm, and he was grateful for the comforting hands that held him in place. "That's it, my sweet boy," Terry purred, his voice thick with lust. He stroked Danny's cheek lovingly, his thumb tracing the outline of his jaw. "Do you want to try something else?” He thumbed at his wet bottom lip. “Something a little more…pleasurable.”

Daniel's eyes flickered open, glazed over with the drug's influence. He looked at Terry, his mind foggy but responsive to the desire in Terry's voice. "Pleasure... more pleasure," he mumbled, his body trembling slightly under Terry's touch.

Terry smiled, a predatory glint in his eyes. Before Daniel knew it he was being hoisted up so that his back was flush against Terry’s naked chest. “Your getting hot aren’t you?” at those words, Daniel’s skin was on fire. The clothing stuck to his skin and itched feverishly. He felt like a marionette being controlled by its master. His body shuddered as the intense heat washed over him, making him even more pliant and responsive. He moaned softly, arching into Terry's touch. "off.” he tried desperately to shrug off Terry’s oversized shirt.

Terry complied. unwrapping him like a gift. Tentatively unbuttoning the lavender dress shirt.

As the fabric separated from Daniel’s skin, cool air replaced the scorching heat, causing him to shiver slightly. His senses were heightened, every touch, every breath seemingly electrifying.

Terry chuckled, his breath hot against Daniel's neck. "You're so responsive," he whispered, moving to help him out of the shirt entirely. Terry moved his hand down, tracing the contours of Daniel's chest and abdomen. His touch was feather light, tentative fingers poked his ribs, making Daniel squirm away. “That tickles.” The look of Distress on Daniels face only seemed to fuel Terry’s sadistic desire, poking him in the ribs again.

“You don’t like it when I tease you huh?” Daniel could only moan in protest.

“How do you think I feel? I see you prancing around in those little shorts. Always laying out by the pool. You do it just to tease me. And now I finally get a bite of the forbidden fruit.”

Daniel tried his best to process Terry’s words but his mind was all over the place, every nerve ending set ablaze.

He gasped softly as Terry’s hands pounced on his sides, Daniel groaned, squirming under the man’s touch. "I didn't mean..." he panted, his heart racing. The sensations were overwhelming him, “Come on, admit it.”

“Admit what?” He whimpered.

“Admit that you like the attention. You like showing off your body for me. You like the way I look at you.”

Daniel's breath hitched, his face flushing even more under the torrent of sensations. He couldn't deny the truth in Terry's words, “I like it. Ok, I like it.”

Terry groaned in appreciation. “Good boy.” He stopped the torment on his ribs. “You trust me don’t you?”

Daniel nodded slightly, his eyes closed in anticipation. He trusted Terry, more than he had ever trusted anyone before. "Yes," he whispered, his voice barely audible. This didn’t seem to satisfy the man. “Yes, what?” Daniel remembered back to when they first started training together. Terry would correct him every time he didn’t call the man Sir.

“Yes, Sir.” He sank deeper into the black abyss, surrendering to Terrys voice. Nipping at his earlobe, Terry moved his hand to the button of his jeans, undoing them slowly. Daniel felt the heat from Terry's fingers against his bare skin as he slid down the zipper. A surge of adrenaline suddenly kicked in and he realized just how wrong this whole thing was, his hand shot out to grab Terry’s wrist, trying to pull it away with all the strength he could muster. “Terry, what are-“

"Shh," Terry hissed, “we’re just having a little fun.” He pulled his wrist free from Daniel's grip with ease. "This is what you wanted, remember?" He leaned in close, his breath hot against Daniel's neck as he whispered slowly and deliberately: “At the hotel.” He Left soft kisses on his neck. “You thought I was asleep.” He could almost see the cogs turning in Daniel's head as he processed what he was saying. “And you didn’t deny me.” Terry nipped at his ear lobe, his warm tongue lapping at the skin behind his ear.

The sudden realization hit him. His cheeks flushed an even darker color, thinking back to that night at the hotel. “You… you were awake?" he whispered, his voice thick with desire and confusion. His body still trembled with anticipation, but there was a nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him this wasn't right.

“I was. I just couldn’t help myself around you anymore.”

Daniel groaned softly as the memories came flooding back. He had wanted this, asked for it even. But now that it was happening, he wasn't sure he could handle it. His heart was racing and his cock was throbbing painfully in his pants. “Tell me you want me. You need me.”

His eyes fluttered open, his gaze locking onto Terry's as he struggled to respond. "I… I need you.” Daniel whispered, his voice trembling with need. He arched his back slightly, offering himself to Terry's touch.

This was all the incentive Terry needed to push Daniels jeans off fully, pushing them off with his foot and kicking them off the bed. leaving him in his baby blue, plaid boxer shorts.

Daniel’s heart pounded harder against his ribcage as Terry's hands found their way beneath his boxers. His breath hitched, and he bit his lower lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control over the situation that was rapidly spiraling out of. Terry pushed his boxers down, revealing his throbbing cock to the cool air. He groaned as Terry took him in hand, stroking him slowly and deliberately, spreading the precum around his shaft.

"You're so beautiful. My beautiful little boy.” Terry delicately grabbed his face, turning it to the side to finally connect their lips. Terry's tongue found its way into his mouth, tangling with his own. The taste of him was intoxicating, and Daniel was helpless to resist. He moaned into the kiss, arching his back as Terry's hands continued to stroke his cock, teasing and taunting him with just the right amount of pressure. Terry pulled away, a strand of spit still connecting them together.

As their lips parted, Danny's eyes were heavy-lidded and filled with desire. His chest rose and fell rapidly under Terry's attentive touch. "More," he panted, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. "Please.” He didn’t quite know what he was asking for.

“Tell me what you want Danny. Use your words.”

"I... I want you to touch me," Daniel panted, his eyes locked onto Terry's. "Make me feel good." His voice was shaky. “Please sir.” His final plea.

"Good boy. You're so pretty when you beg," Terry purred, “Now open that pretty mouth for me, baby. Nice and wide for Daddy.”

Daniel’s cock twitched slightly at the new, possessive nickname but he did as he was told, opening his mouth obediently.

Thick fingers prodded at his bottom lip, before dipping into its hot center, pressing down on his tongue. “Taste yourself on my hand.” Terry commanded.

Gasping softly, Danny obeyed Terry's command. His tongue darted out to taste his own pre cum on Terry's hand, moaning lightly around it. The salty tang mixing with his own natural flavor only served to fuel his desire for more. Terry groaned at Daniels reaction, pushing his fingers deeper into his throat, Daniel's eyes watered as he gagged on Terry's fingers, instinctively trying to pull away. “Don’t.” Terry warned. He added a second finger, collecting as much spit as he could. Terry's fingers slid deeper into his throat, Daniel tres his best to not gag but it was a futile attempt, his eyes blurry with tears. He gagged and coughed, his body shuddering as he tried to breathe around Terry's fingers. “I can’t. I’m sorry Sir.” He was ashamed to disappoint his step father. “Shh… you’ll get better at that over time, trust me.”

His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment at his current state: eyes red with tears, lips swollen and wet, and he couldn't meet Terry's gaze. "Do it again, I’ll do better this time." He begged. “No Danny, I have something much better planned for you.” Terry said before sliding his spit soaked fingers down his taint and to his tight entrance, prodding at the ring of muscle.

His body tensing up at the unexpected intrusion. “I… I'm not ready.” Terry didn't listen to the boy trembling in his lap, he only continued to force his passage open. "You have to relax for me baby. I know you want this just as much as I do. Just let me in.” Terry’s other hand now hiking Daniel’s thigh up to his chest to get a better angle.

He tried to relax, his hole clenching as he fought against the invasion. Terry prodded two more fingers in. "Sir... it hurts." He whimpered, tears threatening to spill over again. but his weak attempts were easily brushed aside. "It's too much.”

“Shhh… you're doing great baby. Just take deep breaths and try to relax. You know you want this, don't you?” Daniel wasn’t quite sure anymore.

He began to scissor his fingers inside Daniel, stretching him out. The tight heat wrapped around his fingers like velvet. “This won't hurt for long, I promise. Just a little more, then we'll get to the fun part, okay?" Daniel could feel the burning sensation but he knew that it wouldn't last forever. He just had to endure it.

He pulled his fingers out and moved Daniel off his lap, getting up to remove his own pants, a predatory look in his eyes as he grabbed Daniels ankles forcibly and pulling him further down the bed. Daniels eyes widened in surprise at the site of the older man’s cock. He’d seen the outline of it, when Terry brushed against him. But he didn’t expect it to be as big as it was. It curved against his stomach, pre cum leaking at the tip in anticipation.

Terry chuckled darkly at the look of fear on Daniel’s face, his voice low and seductive. "I'm not going to hurt you, Danny," he lied softly.

Daniel swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. "I... I trust you," he managed to say, his voice shaking. He had no choice but to trust him.

Terry nodded, satisfaction settling into his tone. 'Good.' He said softly before guiding Daniel's legs further apart and positioning himself at his entrance.

Daniel's eyes squeezed shut as he felt the head of Terry's cock press against his tight ring of muscle. He could feel every vein and ridge, the heat from Terry's skin searing his own.

"Just relax and let me in.” Terry murmured, his hand splayed possessively on Daniel's stomach.

Daniel bit his lip hard, trying to focus on Terry's words instead of the burning sensation that threatened to consume him. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, tensing his body before finally relaxing. The invasion was sudden and sharp, but he managed not to cry out. Terry groaned and collapsed onto his stepson as he bottomed out fully, kissing his forehead as he caressed his trembling little body. He held him close, like a blanket, trying to snuff out a fire, their sweat-slicked skin melding together as he began to thrust gently inside him. “Your so tight, baby.” He panted sweet nothings in Daniels ear.

Daniel's body tried to reject the intrusion, but he forced himself to stay still. He bit his lip, tears streaming down his face as he felt himself stretching around Terry's massive cock.

Feeling the resistance, Terry leaned down and captured Daniel's lips in a fierce, dominating kiss. His thrusts grew harder, as he claimed what was his. "My sweet Danny. All mine," he groaned into the kiss. his thrusts became more confident and powerful, his cock pistoning in and out of Daniel's tight, virgin hole.

He placed his hand on Daniel’s stomach, Large hands rub at his trembling tummy, feeling the outline of his cock as he thrusted in and out of his vulnerable step son.

He placed Daniel’s own hand on his stomach. “Feel how deep I am.”

Daniel gasped, feeling the thick shaft prodding at his skin beneath his fingers. His eyes widened in shock as he realized how far Terry had been inside.

Suddenly, Terry hit something inside of him, sending a wave of pleasure throughout his body. “What… what was that?” Daniel breathed out.

"That, my love," Terry grunted, his eyes darkening with lust, "was your prostate." He continued thrusting, finding that sweet spot again and again.

Daniel moaned, feeling Terry's cock pressing against his prostate over and over again. It was a sensation like nothing he had ever felt before, something close to pure ecstasy. Their moans filling the room. He was starting to feel lightheaded from the pleasure, his body begging for release.

"Terry... please..." He pleaded, not knowing exactly what he was asking for.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” Terry growled, his pace quickening. He knew that Daniel was close, and he wanted to watch the expression on his sweet face when he finally came.

"Touch me." Daniel panted, his eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure intensified. "Please Terry, I’m so close."

With a smirk, Terry reached down and wrapped his hand around Daniel's cock, starting to stroke in time with his thrusts. It was clear that Daniel was close; he could feel the tremors running through the younger boy’s body. As his rhythm picked up, Daniel felt his orgasm building faster and faster. “Cum for me baby. Cum for your daddy.” Daniel’s body tensed and he let out a loud moan as he came, his hot seed shooting onto his stomach and chest. He arched his back slightly, feeling completely spent.

Terry pulled out of the tight hole, a loud squelching noise following suit. He watched with satisfaction as Daniel's sensitive flesh stretched back into its natural shape, only to gape around the ghost of his cock. The sight alone was enough to make Terry cum. He fisted his cock, quickly releasing his seed over Daniel’s heaving chest where his own cum sat cold

He slumped down next to the boy, leaning over to admire his step son, their combined juices glistening on Daniel's skin. "You're so fucking perfect.” his voice rough with desire. He dipped his finger in the white puddle on Daniel’s sweat soaked skin, mixing their combined fluids. He then brought the smeared finger to Daniel's lips, forcing them open gently. "Clean me up," he commanded, his eyes dark.

Daniel parted his lips, taking in the finger covered in their combined fluids. His tongue swirled around the digit, tasting both himself and Terry before sucking softly, He swallowed reflexively, feeling the mixture of their fluids slide down his throat. His heart raced, still not fully believing any of this was real.

Terry leaned over him to lick up the rest of the sweet nectar, tinged with a slightly salty taste from his sweat. He pulled Daniel into a heated kiss, semen still in his mouth.

“God, I love you so much." Terry breathed out, his heart still pounding from the rush of pleasure. He wrapped an arm around Daniel, pulling him close as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their love making.

Daniel felt a sudden wave of guilt wash over him as he came down from his high. "I... I can't believe we just did that." He admitted, a hint of fear in his voice.

“I know.” He pressed a soft kiss to Daniel's forehead, running his fingers through his sweat-dampened hair, holding him tightly.

Daniel looked over Terrys shoulder, a picture of him and his mother hung on the wall. He was to busy thinking about Terry to acknowledge the existence of anyone else, he’d completely forgotten about his mother. “Oh god.” He shot up. “Oh god Terry. What did we do.” He started to panic. “Danny, baby. It’s ok”

Terry watched as Daniel's expression shifted from bliss to panic. “No Terry, it’s not ok. I mean what’s my mother gonna think when she finds out that her *‘*baby boy*’* is sleeping with her husband?” Daniel grimaced at the nickname, redefining it in a way that was far from innocent.

Terry moved swiftly, pulling Daniel back into his embrace gently but firmly. "Shh, shh,” he comforted his step son.

"Daniel, look at me," Terry said softly, holding onto him tighter. "Your mother is not here and she doesn't need to know anything about this. This is just between us." He brushed his thumb over Daniel's lower lip. He but his lip nervously. “I feel awful. I mean what kind of son does that to his own mother?” He rambled on.

"Daniel, stop it," Terry said sternly, bringing him back down to earth. “I don’t regret anything we did. You liked it, I know you liked it. And there’s nothing wrong with that.” He held both of his hands in his.

“Really?”

"Really," he reassured, squeezing his hands. "Nothing is going to stop me from taking you again. I promise you that." He brought his hands to his lips. “I love you, Danny.”

He bowed his head, eyes widening at the statement. "You love me?"

"more than anything." Terry said softly, pulling him into a hug. “And I won’t let anybody take you away from me. Not now. Not ever.”

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