Danny poked his head in through Shane's door, curious as to why she was blasting her music and slightly hoping to see the innocent girl do a dirty dance that she forbid him to see. Instead, he saw her mouthing the words to some ridiculous song into her mirror. And she appeared to be convincing herself that she was in a music video, she was getting so passionate about it. Considering she hadn't even known he was there, since he was let in by her mother, he knew he had time to kill; forever, in fact, until she were to turn around.
The curly haired boy folded his arms and smirked in amusement, watching her go at it. She was conveying insanity well to the mirror. Not in a bad way, the song was about feeling crazy. This got his mind spinning new ideas about how to get closer to the girl that made him nervous while keeping his usual manner about him.
Since he knew the next line to the tune, he silently swooped in and got into the view of the mirror, pushing her side into the floor. He dramatically lip synced the words before turning to her with a huge grin. "Danny?!" Shane gasped, face pale.
"What?" he asked innocently. "I'm just bonding." He grabbed her hand and helps her back into a sitting position, where she then shoved him to the ground in revenge. "Wow, that was cold."
Shane stumbled to her feet and hesitated, staring at the boy on the floor. Danny gave her a puppy-dog smile, making her heart flutter, before she muttered a profanity and grasped his hand, hoisting him up as well. "I have a lot if questions for you," she growled out, no longer seeming to be the scared, shy girl we're used to seeing. "Such as, how did you get in? What made you think you could come in here? Wow you look cute toda- And why wouldn't you knock?" she demanded, face burning bright.
Danny laughed and shook his head. "You just can't help but fall in love all over again every time you see me, huh?" he asked teasingly with a smirk, stepping toward before placing his large hands over her scarred arms.
Shane pushed him off, even though she didn't want to. In fact, her stomach filled with butterflies every time they got close, but she had a sense he wasn't a big cuddler, unlike her. "Just answer the questions," the brunette muttered, refusing to look in his breath-taking eyes.
He chuckled and shrugged, though he took another step forward. "One, your mother let me in," he said in a low voice, making Shane desperately want to shut him up with a hot kiss or two. "Two, I had no business being anywhere else. And three," he whispered, fully aware of what he was doing to the girl. He yanked her forward roughly by the hips, knocking his own against hers, watching the poor girl squirm. "I wanted to catch you doing something naughty," he breathed out, knowing the impact he was having on Shane.
They silently stared at each other, bodies pressed tightly together, waiting to see someone break and engage the other into a steamy makeout session. They were both secretly wishing for it, too.
After a while, Shane opened her mouth partially, voice hoarse and weak. "What do you want to do now?" she asked breathlessly, hoping he'd cut off her words with a kiss. There was no tease or lust in her tone; it seemed even more innocent than ever.
Danny bit his lip, staring into her alluring eyes. He loved being in control, especially regarding making people want him. When he constantly had a smart comeback, it felt great to him. But Share was a whole new challenge, someone who made him stumble over his words and second guess himself and made him want her. In fact, her hesitance to do anything sexually made him want her more, which made this moment so special.
Seeing as she was too unfamiliar with situations such as these, and was most likely way too nervous to do it herself, Danny dipped his head swiftly and slammed his lips into hers roughly, demanding—and receiving—feedback. She seemed to know exactly how to melt into him, making Danny go crazy. "It can wait," he growled before backing her up until they tripped onto her bed, never pausing. He'd just have to pitch his idea of filming her later.
