Mcfly: Dougie Poynter/Danny Jones
Title: Candy Versus Crisps
Completion: Complete
X-posted: mcflyslash@lj.com
Words: 1536
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Dougie Poynter/Danny Jones
Author's Notes: The otherside of Naivety.


Sometimes Danny could be absolutely ridiculous with his pickiness towards crisps. He insisted on trying every different flavour, even if it was something most people would gag at. Dougie was still particularly disgusted by the jalapeno and pickle combination and since then he had avoided trying many of the odd crisps Danny brought back from his shopping expeditions. The Bolton bloke insisted the way of the crisps were an art and if that was art then the artist must have been hit in the head too many times, Dougie thought. Obviously Danny had.

Considering all that, Dougie was confused on why Danny had insisted on dragging him in the search for some stupid new crisps. There were much better things to do in the day! Like finding candy. Oh… Right. That was how he was talked into it. The promise of candy. Dougie huffed childishly, slowing down his walk and letting himself be dragged by Danny.

“We still have two bags of crisps on the bus.” Dougie pointed out, shielding his eyes from the sunlight that seemed to be working against him. He shook his head, willing his fringe to fall in front of his eyes. Why had he not brought sunglasses? If Tom had actually been paying attention as they left he would have reminded Dougie to bring sunglasses. Then again, this might not have happened if Tom had actually been paying attention and not holed up on his bed, watching stupid Mulan.

As soon as the candy shop came into sight Dougie stopped trying to slow Danny down, instead choosing to tug the brunette along as he hurried towards his heavenly sugary…. Heaven. There really wasn’t any other word for it than heaven.

“Dougie!” Danny cried out, trying not to let the blonde practically rip his arm off. “Crisps first, then candy.” He tripped over his own feet at the sudden stop, landing him on the pavement and earning some a nice laughing fit from his mate.

It took a bit, but soon Dougie had managed to unfold himself from his laughing fit, standing straight and coming face-to-face with Danny. Who was covered in dirt. That brought about more laughter and soon Dougie found himself running towards the candy store, trying to escape the annoyed Bolton lad.

The bell hanging from the top of the door chimed as Dougie pushed into the sugary heaven, hoping to find some kind of sanctuary from the psychopath chasing after him. The clerk behind the counter was shooting him an odd look, though it was clear amusement was curling her lips when he winked at her, running through the aisles. The chime of the bell again warned the blonde that he was being followed and fast. They were so getting kicked out at this rate.

“Dooooougie!” The thick accent announced just how close his psychotic mate was. Dougie covered his mouth with his hand, fighting back laughter as he hid under a display of lollipops. Untied vans stopped in front of him and Dougie’s face lit up with deviousness. This was going to be too much fun. Carefully, he stuck out his hands to tie the laces of both shoes together, making quick work of it.

He had just managed to pull his hands back under the display when the feet started moving. At first it took a moment since Danny was shuffling his feet. Dougie wanted to scream at the slowness of his devious plan. “Move.” He whispered urgently. As if he had been heard the feet started moving again, actually lifting to take a step. Dougie couldn’t help the laughter that followed as Danny hit the cold tile of the floor, his hands obviously saving him from falling flat on his face completely.

“Pugsley, you are dead!” Danny was moving across the floor, dragging his laughing mate out from under the display by the top of his hoodie. Dougie kicked and put up a fuss as the brunette managed to move on top of him, blue eyes glaring down into his own.

Probably a good thing they were far off in the store. Good thing it wasn’t busy. Actually, all around what was happening was a good thing Dougie decided. He grinned up at Danny, “Candy first?”

“Crisps first.” If anything, Danny was persistent. Dougie pressed his lips together, raising his eyebrows.

“We’re already here, mate. Candy.”

Danny was frowning down at him, leaning down. “Crisps.”

“Caaaaandy.” Dougie could be persistent too. No, he wanted all kinds of sweets. He raised his chin defiantly, smiling.

“Crisps.” Danny was so close Dougie could feel warm breath tickling over his lips. At this rate they were going to knock heads. Or… Dougie bit the bottom of his lip to stop a mischievous smile. As soon as he raised his hands to push Danny off the other male had taken hold of them, pinning them on the tile above their heads. Setting things up perfectly for Dougie’s new plan.

“Candy.” Licking his lips briefly he lifted his head forward, his mouth claiming Danny’s. He felt the jolt of shock shake his mate’s body and noted how close he was to winning. Danny almost pulled away, but then something changed. Danny was pressing forward in the kiss, his lips parting Dougie’s and his tongue delving into the heat of the blonde’s mouth. Dougie’s joy at winning melted into confusion then into something else entirely. He found himself sucking on the invading tongue, enjoying the sound of satisfaction Danny made.

It seemed an eternity they were glued together like that. Danny’s fingers threaded with Dougie’s, giving him the freedom to leave their pinned position from earlier. Dougie raised his arms, pressing Danny off. Sooner or later the brunette was going to say something like just kidding and he wouldn’t be able to deal with it. Not when that kiss had sent the blood running straight down to his groin.

Dougie had managed to wrestle his fingers away from Danny’s, pushing himself off the cold tile and up. He managed a smile that he directed down at Danny. Normally he would offer a hand down to help his friend up, but he couldn’t handle it at the moment. Not when he… When they had just taken their game a little too far. He liked Danny. A lot. More than Danny obviously liked him. Right?

Danny didn’t look up at him, instead focusing on fixing his shoestrings. That gave Dougie plenty of time to gather various sweets in his arms. He would definitely need them later. He was rounding the aisle when something collided with him, pressing him back against the back wall of the shop and scattering his sweets as they were dropped to the ground.

Their bodies were tangled again, Danny’s fingers threading in Dougie’s blonde hair and Dougie’s hands pressing the other bloke away. “No.” The word had tumbled from his lips just as Danny’s lips came crashing down upon his, a tongue soon invading the warmth of his mouth once again. Dougie grasped at the brunette’s shirt, pulling him close instead of pushing him away. If this was what Danny wanted then they would just face the consequences later.

“Fuck.” The word seemed to sum the situation nicely, Dougie thought. His mind did not connect the fact that there was a bulge in Danny’s pants and pressing against his hips to the word. His mind was too busy thinking of how fucked they were.

Soon they were pretty much lost, their bodies moving against each other. It seemed like Danny’s mouth was everywhere on him and it was all he could do to keep from crying out. Their hips rocked together, their erections grinding and making their attempted silence harder. Dougie was a very vocal person. How was he supposed to keep quiet? A loud moan proved that point.

“Dougs, shhh.” Danny bit at his neck, earning another whimper. His arms were wrapped around Danny’s back, his nails digging in the brunette’s shirt now.

“Can’t.” Dougie groaned, feeling the bottom of his stomach tighten, as the pleasure seemed to build up. He was not going to come in his pants. No. He was not. Then again, if the feverish way Danny was pressing their bodies together was any indication he would not be the only one.

“Be quiet and I’ll buy you all the candy you want.” Danny’s lips were by Dougie’s ear and he felt soon it would be too late to agree or disagree. There was no way he’d last much longer.

“Mmm.” Dougie nodded in agreement, pressing his lips against Danny’s in an attempt to silence them both. No, they were both doomed. It was hard to tell who released first or who was louder in their cries. The effect of their joined mouths just barely stifled it and Dougie blushed as they parted, realizing the clerk had to have heard that.

His blue eyes glanced up at Danny as he kneeled down, the brunette adjusting his clothes and smiling down at him. Dougie quickly gathered his candy, returning the smile with his own. They could talk it out later but at the moment…

“Candy!” Dougie practically shouted, beaming happily. He loved it when he won.