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lj_snarchiveTitle: Take Two
Author: timberwolf63
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating: PG-13 (just kissing)
Category: Ficlet; Dan/Casey; slash
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Sorkin.
Note: “And a Kiss Upon His Lips” was fun to write, but I decided it wasn’t romantic enough, in retrospect. So this is sorta like “First Kiss Take Two: The More Romantic Version,” hence the title. (Plus this time I don’t pick on Barry Manilow.)
Dan opened his apartment door and stepped inside, Casey following closely. They’d spent the evening at a corporate shindig, schmoozing sponsors, and now it was time to unwind a little. Maybe catch a late basketball game on the tube, make some Jiffy Pop, complain about the pointlessness of the party.
Except apparently Casey had other thoughts.
As soon as Dan closed the door behind them, Casey pushed him gently up against the wall, leaning into him, very close, very flirty. “You look good tonight, Danny. No, not good… Great. You look great.”
Dan’s stomach did a little twirl. This was…unexpected, to say the least. “Casey, are you drunk?”
“No, I’m not drunk. Am I slurring my words?”
“No.”
“No, I’m not. And I’ll have you know, I had only one drink all evening.” But he sure was acting drunk, or at least acting bold and very out of character, what with the way his hands were getting awfully comfortable on Dan’s hips, touching in ways they’d never touched before.
Dan wasn’t sure where this was going, or why. “Who was the woman you were talking to tonight, Case? Tall—but not Sally-tall—dark hair?”
“That? That was Jessalyn. What the hell kind of a name is Jessalyn, anyway?”
“Casey, you went out with a girl named Pixley, and ‘Jessalyn’ is giving you pause?” He straightened Casey’s tie a little. Truth be told, Casey looked great tonight, too. Every night. “Did she turn you down?”
“No, she didn’t turn me down. Women don’t turn me down. And certainly Jessalyn didn’t. Mainly because I didn’t ask her anything. I was just talking to her.”
“Really? Because it looked to me like you were…y’know, interested in her. Interested in getting to know her.”
“Then you have an active imagination, my friend, because I was just chatting with the woman, being social like we were asked. What would I want with Jessalyn, anyway? When I’ve got perfectly good friends with perfectly normal names. Who needs Jessalyn, I ask you?”
“Not Casey McCall, that’s for sure.”
“Damn right. I’ve got Dan Rydell right here in front of me, looking fantastic in his spiffy suit…”
“Did you just say ‘spiffy’?”
“What’s wrong with ‘spiffy’? Perfectly legitimate word, there, Dartmouth. Look it up.”
“OK, I’ll take ‘spiffy,’ I guess. I could do worse. But Casey…”
“Yes, Danny?” He actually leaned in closer as he said this. Their faces were too close for this to be leading anywhere but toward a kiss.
“I still don’t understand…” Dan trailed off, unsure how to ask his best friend why the medium-sized sexual tension that normally existed between them had suddenly gotten so huge it could battle Godzilla for the right to take out Tokyo.
“What don’t you understand? I graduated Phi Beta Kappa, I can probably help you out.” Casey was staring so intently into Danny’s eyes that he felt suddenly naked. Stripped of every secret he’d ever held.
Dan summoned courage and willpower. He needed to know that Casey wasn’t going to regret anything, or run away, or inflict pain. “What’s going on here, Case?”
Casey backed off the slightest bit, still close but no longer right up against him. The playfulness was gone, but the look on his face was still…a few miles past affectionate, within the city limits of amorous. Dan had never seen it before. Not directed at him.
“What’s going on is…realization, I guess. Confession. Admitting something I should have admitted a long time ago.”
Dan didn’t know why he couldn’t just accept that and run with it, just tell his brain to shut up, this was Casey saying “take me” and dammit, let me do just that. But there had to be more going on here, and he needed it cleared up.
“Why tonight, then?”
He was afraid Casey would be exasperated by all the questions, but he wasn’t. “Because, Danny,” he began, his voice soft, “because…that room was filled with people tonight. Dana, Natalie, Luther Sachs, right? Jessalyn, too. That room was packed with people, and I looked around at one point—I was just standing there looking around—and suddenly I realized that there was only one person I really wanted to be with.” His smile returned, his eyes sparkled. “Only one person in the whole damn place, and frankly, the more I thought about it, only one person pretty much in the entire universe…except for my son.”
For a change, Danny had no words, no idea of how to respond to that. He managed to swallow and considered it a minor miracle he could do that much.
Casey inched closer again. “I love how sexy you look in a suit,” he said, running a finger up the lapel. “Hell, I love how sexy you look in blue jeans. I love that you can finish my sentences…that you can write my script for me and it reads like something I did myself. I love how terrific you are with my son, and that I feel like I’m home when I’m in your apartment, and that you laugh at my jokes even when you’ve heard them lots of times before.”
“You make jokes?” Danny muttered, but his heart wasn’t in the jibe. His heart was somewhere closer to his throat.
“And I even love that you give me a hard time while I’m clearly coming on to you.”
Danny had always relied on his sense of humor to get him through all kinds of situations, so it was without much thought that he teased, “Is that what this is, Case, because I really wasn’t sure what was going on until you said so—”
Dan was abruptly cut off as Casey finally swept in for the kiss. It was long and delicious and lusty. Dan worried that his legs might give out, but that would not be cool, and he had a reputation for coolness that he needed to uphold. As it happened, his coolness factor took a dip anyway as a whimper escaped from his throat. To hell with coolness, he decided. This was hot.
Breathless, they broke the kiss. Dan was past the point of analyzing this. He saw the look of love on Casey’s face and that was enough for him. He leaned in for another kiss, a quick one this time, his hand on the back of Casey’s neck. Then he put his mouth at Casey’s ear and whispered, “Come to bed with me.”
He felt the shudder that passed through Casey’s body. “Yeah,” came the soft reply. Dan had a feeling Casey wasn’t capable of saying much more at that moment.
There was no need to talk anymore, anyway. Dan pulled back and smiled at his partner, then took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Author: timberwolf63
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating: PG-13 (just kissing)
Category: Ficlet; Dan/Casey; slash
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Sorkin.
Note: “And a Kiss Upon His Lips” was fun to write, but I decided it wasn’t romantic enough, in retrospect. So this is sorta like “First Kiss Take Two: The More Romantic Version,” hence the title. (Plus this time I don’t pick on Barry Manilow.)
Dan opened his apartment door and stepped inside, Casey following closely. They’d spent the evening at a corporate shindig, schmoozing sponsors, and now it was time to unwind a little. Maybe catch a late basketball game on the tube, make some Jiffy Pop, complain about the pointlessness of the party.
Except apparently Casey had other thoughts.
As soon as Dan closed the door behind them, Casey pushed him gently up against the wall, leaning into him, very close, very flirty. “You look good tonight, Danny. No, not good… Great. You look great.”
Dan’s stomach did a little twirl. This was…unexpected, to say the least. “Casey, are you drunk?”
“No, I’m not drunk. Am I slurring my words?”
“No.”
“No, I’m not. And I’ll have you know, I had only one drink all evening.” But he sure was acting drunk, or at least acting bold and very out of character, what with the way his hands were getting awfully comfortable on Dan’s hips, touching in ways they’d never touched before.
Dan wasn’t sure where this was going, or why. “Who was the woman you were talking to tonight, Case? Tall—but not Sally-tall—dark hair?”
“That? That was Jessalyn. What the hell kind of a name is Jessalyn, anyway?”
“Casey, you went out with a girl named Pixley, and ‘Jessalyn’ is giving you pause?” He straightened Casey’s tie a little. Truth be told, Casey looked great tonight, too. Every night. “Did she turn you down?”
“No, she didn’t turn me down. Women don’t turn me down. And certainly Jessalyn didn’t. Mainly because I didn’t ask her anything. I was just talking to her.”
“Really? Because it looked to me like you were…y’know, interested in her. Interested in getting to know her.”
“Then you have an active imagination, my friend, because I was just chatting with the woman, being social like we were asked. What would I want with Jessalyn, anyway? When I’ve got perfectly good friends with perfectly normal names. Who needs Jessalyn, I ask you?”
“Not Casey McCall, that’s for sure.”
“Damn right. I’ve got Dan Rydell right here in front of me, looking fantastic in his spiffy suit…”
“Did you just say ‘spiffy’?”
“What’s wrong with ‘spiffy’? Perfectly legitimate word, there, Dartmouth. Look it up.”
“OK, I’ll take ‘spiffy,’ I guess. I could do worse. But Casey…”
“Yes, Danny?” He actually leaned in closer as he said this. Their faces were too close for this to be leading anywhere but toward a kiss.
“I still don’t understand…” Dan trailed off, unsure how to ask his best friend why the medium-sized sexual tension that normally existed between them had suddenly gotten so huge it could battle Godzilla for the right to take out Tokyo.
“What don’t you understand? I graduated Phi Beta Kappa, I can probably help you out.” Casey was staring so intently into Danny’s eyes that he felt suddenly naked. Stripped of every secret he’d ever held.
Dan summoned courage and willpower. He needed to know that Casey wasn’t going to regret anything, or run away, or inflict pain. “What’s going on here, Case?”
Casey backed off the slightest bit, still close but no longer right up against him. The playfulness was gone, but the look on his face was still…a few miles past affectionate, within the city limits of amorous. Dan had never seen it before. Not directed at him.
“What’s going on is…realization, I guess. Confession. Admitting something I should have admitted a long time ago.”
Dan didn’t know why he couldn’t just accept that and run with it, just tell his brain to shut up, this was Casey saying “take me” and dammit, let me do just that. But there had to be more going on here, and he needed it cleared up.
“Why tonight, then?”
He was afraid Casey would be exasperated by all the questions, but he wasn’t. “Because, Danny,” he began, his voice soft, “because…that room was filled with people tonight. Dana, Natalie, Luther Sachs, right? Jessalyn, too. That room was packed with people, and I looked around at one point—I was just standing there looking around—and suddenly I realized that there was only one person I really wanted to be with.” His smile returned, his eyes sparkled. “Only one person in the whole damn place, and frankly, the more I thought about it, only one person pretty much in the entire universe…except for my son.”
For a change, Danny had no words, no idea of how to respond to that. He managed to swallow and considered it a minor miracle he could do that much.
Casey inched closer again. “I love how sexy you look in a suit,” he said, running a finger up the lapel. “Hell, I love how sexy you look in blue jeans. I love that you can finish my sentences…that you can write my script for me and it reads like something I did myself. I love how terrific you are with my son, and that I feel like I’m home when I’m in your apartment, and that you laugh at my jokes even when you’ve heard them lots of times before.”
“You make jokes?” Danny muttered, but his heart wasn’t in the jibe. His heart was somewhere closer to his throat.
“And I even love that you give me a hard time while I’m clearly coming on to you.”
Danny had always relied on his sense of humor to get him through all kinds of situations, so it was without much thought that he teased, “Is that what this is, Case, because I really wasn’t sure what was going on until you said so—”
Dan was abruptly cut off as Casey finally swept in for the kiss. It was long and delicious and lusty. Dan worried that his legs might give out, but that would not be cool, and he had a reputation for coolness that he needed to uphold. As it happened, his coolness factor took a dip anyway as a whimper escaped from his throat. To hell with coolness, he decided. This was hot.
Breathless, they broke the kiss. Dan was past the point of analyzing this. He saw the look of love on Casey’s face and that was enough for him. He leaned in for another kiss, a quick one this time, his hand on the back of Casey’s neck. Then he put his mouth at Casey’s ear and whispered, “Come to bed with me.”
He felt the shudder that passed through Casey’s body. “Yeah,” came the soft reply. Dan had a feeling Casey wasn’t capable of saying much more at that moment.
There was no need to talk anymore, anyway. Dan pulled back and smiled at his partner, then took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
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Date: 2008-02-12 10:32 pm (UTC)You can take the piss out of Barry Manilow as much as you like, as far as I'm concerned. *shudder*
Thank you so much for this! (And yay!! You used the tags!!)
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Date: 2008-02-12 11:35 pm (UTC)Anyway, thanks for the kind words -- I'm glad you liked it. And I apologize for not using tags before, but I'll try to remember from now on.
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Date: 2008-02-12 11:40 pm (UTC)I only just put the tags on at the weekend, so you couldn't have used them before, but it's good to see the first person posting (other than me) since then making use of them. Thank you again!
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Date: 2008-02-15 01:16 am (UTC)Hee! Very fun.
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Date: 2008-02-15 03:46 pm (UTC)I love Casey's whole explanation. Very sweet.
Thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2008-02-23 04:21 am (UTC)Loved it!
Jeanine
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Date: 2010-01-07 04:51 pm (UTC)I melted. (And I'm sure Casey did as well!)
Fantastic job!
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Date: 2010-01-07 11:41 pm (UTC)