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2020-11-05
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Pain of Life

Summary:

Drip... Drip... Drip... Danny needs to be save. Will his friends and lover get there in time.

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Pain of Life
By Crow


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Drip…Drip…Drip…

Pain. Hurt. Agony.

Danny lay with his eyes closed, trying to ignore the aches and waves
of pain coursing through his body. He could feel the straps cutting
into his wrists, ankles, and waist.

Everything hurt.

His mind wandered and he was too tired to focus on it.

###########Flashback############

"Ow!" A crash and the pained cry brought Mac running into the
kitchen.

Danny sat on the floor in a pair of low riding jeans and nothing
else. Broken glass around him. Blood oozed from a gash on his hand
and a chunk of the glass protruded from the wound.

Mac crossed to his lover and took the injured hand in his. He
noticed that the younger man wasn't wearing his glasses and that
probably helped along whatever had happened. Danny tried to stand
only to end up being swooped up in Mac's arms.

"Mac! What are you doing? Your gonna kill your back!" He gripped
Mac's shoulders and neck with his good hand as his older lover
carried him out of the kitchen and to the bathroom to set him gently
down on the counter next to the sink.

"I'm taking care of my baby. You are bare footed and don't have your
glasses on and there was glass all around you." Mac got the first aid
kit and removed the broken glass and then cleaned the wound and
applied antibiotic ointment and wrapped it.

Mac cleaned up the supplies and then leaned over and kissed his
beautiful blonde angel. "Go get dressed; I'm taking you to the
doctor to get that checked properly."

Danny knew better than to argue. Mac was in protective mode and
wouldn't back down.

###########Flashback############

Drip…Drip…Drip…

Cold.Shivering.Naked and so very Alone.

Danny could feel the blood leaving his body. He didn't know how long
it had been since his torturer had left him, after cutting him, and
left him to bleed to death slowly.

He kept remembering bits and pieces of his life with Mac. As his
mind became more and more fuzzy, it was all sense memories. Heat of
his lover's body pressing him into the mattress. Passion from hands
running over him, mapping his body. Pleasure from lips and teeth
marking his neck. Heaven as his lover slowly thrust in and out of
his body claiming him as owned and loved.

He didn't want to die. He wanted to feel Mac inside of him again. He
wanted to argue with Mac over picking up the towels in the bathroom.
He wanted to feel those strong warm arms surrounding him and making
him feel safe. He wanted to feel protected and cuddle on the couch
without a worry as they watched the game.

He wanted Mac. He wanted to smell that uniquely Mac sent. To have
Mac tuck his head under Mac's chin in that spot that he fit so well
in as he felt Mac stroke the back of his head and hold him tight
with his other arm. He wanted to hear that gentle gravely voice read
to him. He wanted to hear Mac call him baby and love, and angel.

But, he was weak. He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.
He could feel the darkness coming for him and he fought it.

Drip…Drip…Drip…

Danny didn't hear the door open. Danny didn't hear Don call out to
their friends that he'd found Danny. Danny didn't hear the footsteps
come running into the room or the gasps of his friends as they saw
the condition he was in. He didn't feel the multiple hands undoing
his bindings. He didn't feel his wounds being bandaged.

But suddenly he could smell his lover stronger than his imaginings
had been. He could feel warm strong arms scoop him up and cradle him
in a safe protected circle. He could feel his head being settled in
it's place under Mac's chin and a soothing gravely voice filled his
ears. Then he was able to hear the words and understand them.

"It's okay baby. You're going to be fine. I'm here love. It's going
to be all right." His body swayed as he felt Mac rocking them gently.

"Ma…Mac?" He didn't recognize the broken cracked voice. "Hurts. Sooo…
cold. Go…ing home?"

"Shhh, it's going to get warmer angel. We're going to the hospital
then I'll take you home, I promise baby." Those wonderful hands
stroked the back of his head and soothed his aches and pains away.

Danny snuggled into those strong protecting arms. Mac took away the
pain of life and the pain of his body and made him safe and loved.
When Mac was with him Danny had no fear, death couldn't get him now
Mac would chase it down and make it think twice about coming after
what was his. Danny was Mac's and that made the darkness run for
shelter in it's hiding place. No one and no thing took what belonged
to Mac and lived to tell the tale as Danny's torturer found out.

fin