YARDWORK BY PHOENIX
Daniel involved in a loving and committed relationship, which usually involves
Relationship. Romance. PWP. AU.
||Some pre-PoH adventures of the
Doppelganger Jack and Daniel
||Daniel gets hot, Jack gets bothered,
the lawn wonders what it ever did to get into the
middle of this....
|| 34 Kb
but it was a great day to be alive! The sun was shining;
it was a perfect, warm, sultry summer day. Not too hot
- just right. Jack was nice and relaxed and damned comfortable,
stretched out in a lounge chair on the deck, basking in
the warmth, cool drink close to hand. The view from where
he was sitting was pretty spectacular as well. Great
scenery. Positively breathtaking.
took another drink from the frosted glass in his hand,
his eyes roaming appreciatively over the naked, sweat-glistening
chest of the man enthusiastically pushing the lawnmower
around on his back lawn. Jack couldn't help wondering
why it was he'd always hated yard work. Couldn't for the
life of him think of the reason.
didn't hate it now. Hell no. He could watch Danny
do it for hours.
his heart, along with a few other areas, to see how much
the boy seemed to be enjoying himself. Strange the things
that made Danny happy. Who knew getting to mow a lawn
would send him into paroxysms of joy? Well, if cutting the
grass made him want to turn cartwheels of delight he should
be positively creaming his jeans when it came time to shovelling
was just as determined not to deprive Daniel of any opportunity
to enjoy himself in that respect either.
unselfish of him, he realized. Just the kinda guy he
was. Always thinking of his fellow man. Especially
this particular fellow man, who was looking especially
gorgeous at the moment, all hot, flushed, sweaty, excited…
down, Jack! We don't want to distract - ah - deprive the
boy of his enjoyment. At least not until he's finished
mowing and raking.
looked up, saw the man on the deck leering appreciatively
at him, grinned and mouthed the words, 'How are the knees'?
Jack was getting very good at lip reading. Danny was
never one to let something as trivial as the deafening noise
of a lawnmower defeat his urge to constantly communicate.
really was only one sure way to get Danny to shut
up but he was a little far away for it at the moment.
shrugged, affecting his best long-suffering expression in
response to the kind concern for his comfort rendered by
his considerate and extremely hard-working partner. Who
was in the process of turning around in order to continue
pushing the mower back down the lawn, thereby affording
Jack ample opportunity to make the entirely accurate observation
Daniel was every bit as tasty going as coming.
momma, better not think about the 'coming' part. There's
still a little less than half the lawn left to go. The
lawn is gonna look slightly peculiar if you pull him off
it now. All that energy. Damn!
wonder how he feels about washing windows?
unashamedly sucked at his drink and salivated, experiencing
not the slightest twinge of guilt happily sitting doing
nothing but sipping and leering while Daniel toiled and
sweated under the sun. In fact the whole business with
his knees was a little 'only partly true' fiction the pair
of them had tacitly agreed upon as an 'all the time fact'
for the purposes of excusing Jack from participating in
an activity neither one of them wanted him having any part
really, honestly wanted to be doing what he was doing.
All by himself. He'd practically pinned Jack to the wall
with his fierce determination to get Jack to agree to letting
him take over a chore Jack used to put at least as much
energy into trying to avoid doing as actually doing it.
Although he'd been a little surprised at being practically
begged for the privilege, Jack had wisely decided not to
look a gift Daniel in the mouth and had tried not to look
too gleeful as he'd sighed, rolled his eyes and said, 'oh,
okay, if it's what you REALLY want…'
yourself out, kid!
how things get changed by the way you look at them. Mowing
the lawn was mowing the lawn. Whoop de do. So what? To
him, it was a huge, honkin' waste of time. To Daniel,
it was a freakin' religious experience.
given the sort of life his lover had probably had up to
this point, Jack found he could see a way to understand
why Daniel might get more out of - mowing - than he did.
It probably wasn't the sort of thing he'd exactly had much
opportunity to experience. No doubt there hadn't been
too many lawns in Daniel's life. Or anything else of the
whole, settled, domestic package the activity was part
and parcel of.
it wasn't so much the mowing getting Danny all cranked
as what it meant to him. The meaning of life stuff he
was always finding everywhere he looked in even the most
mundane of circumstances. Danny could make something
meaningful out of a bowl of soggy cereal. Beat the hell
outta him why Danny felt he needed to, but if it
made him happy, more power to him.
it was more about meaning than mowing. Maybe that was
why he got so much of a kick out of watching Daniel get
a kick out of doing it.
it also meant the more Daniel liked doing it for whatever
reason he liked doing it, the more he would keep wanting
to do it. Which meant Daniel would just have to keep sticking
around in order to be able to keep on doing it.
was more than fine with him.
Jack sincerely hoped there were other inducements knocking
about the ole homestead Daniel would be consider equally
meaningful reasons to hang around for. One of which had
bad knees, it was true, but only sometimes.
had reached the end of the yard, had turned around and
was coming back up toward him again. Only one more strip
of wild, primordial green to cut down to size and the lawn
could be pronounced acceptable and therefore less objectionable
to the neighbours. Jack raised his glass in salute to
newly trimmed green carpet beneath him, sending it his
fervent wishes for its continued good health and growth.
While making a mental note to put a little fertilizer on
the patch down in the corner looking a little bare. Hell,
while he was at it, he'd do the whole thing. He definitely
wanted the grass to grow. Long and quick. Whatever it
took to make it so. He had to make sure Danny had plenty
to do to keep him happy.
the snow started falling.
sighed contentedly as he sipped his drink and drank his
fill of his unobstructed vision of a hot, sweaty, happy
Daniel. Damn, damn and damn, but the boy was looking fine!
Jack began to feel the familiar stirrings of the funny
feeling he would always get, especially during moments
like this, while watching Daniel without him realizing
he was doing it. It was a familiar feeling, and yet it
still always surprised him with how good it made him feel
every single time it happened. The tingly, giddy sensation
in the pit of his stomach kinda spontaneously bubbling
up, making him feel like his gut was full of helium and
laughing gas. The tingling would pick up speed, moving
up, wrapping around his heart, making it beat faster.
Then his throat would get funny, go all dry, kinda close
up and before he knew it, the glow was spreading to his
head and he was feeling like someone had punched him right
between the eyes. But in a good way. The intoxicating
light headedness would start him thinking, thinking about...things,
a lot of things not having a lot to do with looking any
more and a whole lot more to do with touching. A LOT of
touching - feeling the glistening chest, running his tongue
across that flat stomach, rubbing, rubbing parts with other
parts, getting both hands on that ass, squeezing it tight…
things would definitely start happening in an area having
nothing to do with his head whatsoever not unlike what
was happening right now.
golly miss molly, there's a fire down below.
the raking could wait. Oh yeah, it could wait.
Daniel had definitely earned a bit of a rest. Not that
he was actually going to get one, mind.
crap, and didn't the boy have an impeccable sense of timing!
Having disposed of the last strip of green Daniel turned
off the mower, conveniently sparing Jack the necessity
of having to raise his voice or his ass out of his comfortable
chair for jumping up and down on the deck in order to get
was just too good to him. Well, he could be considerate
Jack began in his 'just thinking about what's best for
you' voice as he pressed his cold glass to his now slightly
fevered brow, "you're starting to look a little red there.
Did you put on sun block like I told you before going out
in the sun like that?"
Daniel paused in the middle of winding the extension cord
back up, trying to look over his shoulder and down his
back in an attempt to visually check himself out to verify
the information he had just received. "Are you sure? I
don't see anything…"
me, Daniel, you definitely need more sun block."
huh," Daniel hesitated, looking up at Jack, a slightly
puzzled expression on his face, the extension cord hanging
from his hand. "What about the - "
it," Jack replied, a little too hastily. "You
can put it away after. Not like it's going anywhere.
I think it's much more important to make sure you don't get a
sunburn, don't you? Wouldn't want that, now would we,
shook his head slowly, a small smile starting to play with
his lips. "No Jack, we sure wouldn't. And the sun block
the house. Of course it would." Daniel grinned.
"I'll just go get it, then, shall I?"
took a few steps toward the deck, then stopped, his brow
furrowing, his hand coming up in the familiar gesture denoting
he had just thought of something. "Of course, if sunburn
in the only concern here I could just put my shirt back
on and then I could finish putting the mower away and raking
up the clippings. I know how much you hate a job half
you're funny, don't you, Dannyboy? Playing with the old
man, are we? You are sooo going to pay!
crying out loud just get in the damned house!" Jack
growled. "Do you have to argue about everything?"
everything," Daniel chuckled, narrowly avoiding the
pillow Jack chucked at him as he darted up the stairs and past
him, toward the sliding glass doors giving into the house,
"just the things I figure will get you going."
would be everything!" Jack's tone was cross but his
eyes were anything but. Daniel pushed open the door and
paused on the threshold before passing through, looking
invitingly over his shoulder at the man who was already
starting to come up off the chair he wouldn't have budged
from for anything five minutes earlier.
gonna need some help with my back. Whaddya say, Jack,
wanna rub it in?"
better run for your life, boy, 'cause I hate to break it
to you, but there's really nothing wrong with my knees!"
Daniel countered, pretending to be shocked. "I'm
appalled!" He grinned impudently at Jack and ducked
quickly into the house.
I catch you, yer gonna be whistling Dixie!" Jack hooted
as he hurtled after him, right on his heels.
might be younger and faster, but damn, he was motivated!
course he had to take into consideration the very real
possibility Daniel wanted to get caught.
All that careful considering and he'd completely forgotten
to take into account Daniel was not only younger and faster
than he was, but also a hell of a lot smarter. Ambushed,
for crying out loud!
had no sooner stepped into the house when he found himself
tackled, knocked off his feet, pinned to the floor, set
upon and now he was being kissed within an inch of his
life. Not exactly the way he’d pictured it going down
but he was flexible.
of going down...
later, still lying on the floor, now as hot and sweaty
as the man tightly clasped to his chest, Jack exhaled a
contented sigh. Maybe being on top had been the
original plan, but Daniel’s inspirational asides were, as
ever, extremely inspirational. As was Daniel.
else you want me to do for you, Jack?” Daniel said
suddenly, in a very low, very suggestive tone.
“Wash your windows? Paint your fence? Polish
give me a minute, here,” Jack sighed again. “Then the
whole place is yours. Do with it what you will.”
I’ll do a good job, “ Daniel raised his head, licking his
lips, looking at him with large, black eyes of desire.
If he was as lucky as he hoped he’d be, Daniel was going
to be the death of him.
so long as you’re not just after me for my lawn.”
Daniel murmured as he nuzzled Jack’s neck. “Not just
the lawn. Much more than that.”
Jack gasped, feeling his eyes starting to roll back into
you know?” Daniel’s seeking lips were a velvet
caress upon his skin. “I’ve got designs on the
just so you know, I come with it. Package deal.”
what I was hoping.”
Daniel could mow his lawn any time he pleased.
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