Title: Normal
Author: Blaze Faula
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dan/OC
Summary: Dan’s best friend comes to cheer him up.
Warnings: smut
Length: 1441 words
Chapter #: 1 (and only one unless I get lots of comments begging me for a sequel)
WIP or Complete: Complete
Disclaimer: I do not know Daniel Radcliffe nor am I claiming this is a real account. It is a fictional story and should be acknowledged as such.
Author Notes: I know it doesn’t really specify, but Daniel is about 17 in this story, so no underage sex. Hope you enjoy it! Commenting is good for the soul.


Normal
He sat on his bed for, what could only be described as, forever. He sat and stared at nothing in particular. At times he felt this was the best way of getting what he wanted. After all, his request was not that absurd. Normal, that was all he wanted. Daniel Radcliffe wanted to be normal. He wanted his life private again. He wanted to go places without being swarmed by 50 girls.

‘It’s not fair! I’m living the life millions dream of living, and I hate it! Why? Why isn’t it fun for me anymore?’

He flopped back onto his bed and sighed aloud.

“Your mother says you’ve been sulking again. She told me to ‘come over and cheer you‘, Sam said in his mother’s high voice.

Dan smiled, despite himself. Sam had been his best friend since he was four. She was his first friend that was a girl. As kids they played together and made mud pies together. He stood up for her when she was picked on because of her braces. She kicked the kid down the street’s ass for trying to take his lunch money. Sam was a tomboy, in her own right, and she stood in his doorway wearing a bandana and overalls.

“Oh, you liked that impersonation, did you? Well, I have a better one for you. ‘Sam,’” she continued in the unusually high voice. “’Don’t let him stick his head in the oven while I’m gone!’”

Dan said nothing in return, only stared at the ceiling. Sam huffed as he showed no signs of having heard her. “Come on, Dan. Knock it off.”

“Knock what off?” He asked, now angry at her for getting into his business. What did she know anyway?

“Knock off the ’please feel sorry for me cause I’m famous’ crap! No body feels like putting up with it.”

“Why don’t you just get out, Sam. I don’t need this from you,” he hissed violently and chucked a pillow at her.

Sam stepped aside easily and leaned against the door frame. “I would, but I’m simply following your mother’s orders and preventing a possible suicide. I miss you, Danny.”

“I’ve been right here, Sam.”

“You know what I mean. I miss the person you used to be. I liked the old Dan.”

“Well, he’s dead. The business has swallowed him up and spat him back out.”

“Won’t he ever come back?”

Dan sat up and looked her in the eyes for the first time since she walked through his door. “I don’t know,” he admitted.

Moving away from the door and sitting next to him on the bed, Sam draped an arm over his shoulder. “Do you remember when we were fourteen? My mom threw my dad out and I crawled in through your window at three in the morning. You got out of bed and took your comforter and set it on the ground and gave me one of your pillows. I couldn’t sleep, though. Do you remember what you told me when I showed up?”

“Yeah. I told you that friends are there to save you when you need saving. I told you that I was there to save you.”

Softly, Sam placed her palm against his cheek, and turned his face toward her. “Maybe, it’s my turn to save you.”

“I think I might need saving,” Dan whispered and leaned in to kiss her. At first, Sam did not respond, but after watching Dan kiss her with his eyes closed, she realized that this was what they had both been missing.

Sam returned the kiss and opened her mouth to Daniel’s probing tongue. His hands crept up her sides to cup her cheek. Daniel sucked on her lower lip and nibbled slightly. A moan from Sam was muffled by Dan’s mouth.

They parted for air, as Sam pulled his shirt off. She took a moment to study is lean muscled chest before being devoured by Daniel once more.

She let her hands travel from his collarbone to his nipples and squeezed gently. She was rewarded by a gasp from her passionate friend.

Gripping her shoulders roughly, Dan ground his hips with hers. Sam let her head fall back from the warmth that was spreading throughout her body. Seeing an opening, Dan took his advantage and bit down gently where her neck and shoulders met. From years of friendship he had come to realize that was a sensitive spot for her. Sam raked her nails across his shoulders from the extreme pleasure pulsing in her sex.

Continuing the assault on her neck, Daniel unclipped her overalls and let the baggy clothes fall from her upper body. He paused for a moment to pull the offending shirt over her head. It was tossed to the floor without another thought from either of them.

They stood up together. Sam let the overalls fall to the floor and unbuttoned Dan’s fly. Color was rising in his cheeks, but he smiled at her with love and warmth. He slid his jeans down his legs and kicked them off quickly. The only garments separating them from being one were his cotton briefs and her white panties.

“Dan,” she asked hesitantly, “do you have um . . . You know?”

For a moment he was utterly confused. “Do I have . . . Oh! Um . . . Uh . . . Yeah. Hold on one sec.”

He went over to his drawer and pulled out a condom from underneath his socks.

“Oooo . . . Wait until I tell mummy,” she laughed.

“That’s a great idea. Why don’t you wait, just like that, until she gets home and then you can tell her,” he smirked and held up the condom. “Here, I’ll even let you take it with you.”

Somehow the thought of walking down the stairs in nothing but her underwear didn’t seem like a good plan to be getting someone else in trouble. Sam shook her head to remove the embarrassing image and pulled him to her. They fell onto the bed together, lips locked in a passionate battle.

Daniel placed kisses from her lips down to her navel, biting and sucking in intervals. Once he reached her bellybutton he dipped his tongue in, which caused Sam to hiss. She raised her hips to help him remove her panties. He slid them down her legs gracefully and glanced at her nether regions, her brown curls hiding the heaven that was awaiting him.

After dropping his briefs, he crawled over her like a cat hovering over it’s prey. He unwrapped the condom and rolled it on with Sam watching, transfixed.

“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”

Dan looked up into her eyes and forced a smile. “It . . . I can’t . . . lie to you. It won’t feel good at first, but I promise I’ll be gentle.”

“I trust you, Danny,” she whispered and cupped his face.

He reached between them, took hold of his throbbing shaft, and guided himself inside her. Sam gasped and griped his shoulders like a vice. Slowly he pushed himself in deeper. The pain was unlike anything she had felt before. Tears fell down her heated cheeks.

He waited patiently, until Sam looked into his eyes and nodded, before moving. He was slow at first, letting her become more comfortable with his size. It took all of his resolve to wait. He wanted her so badly and now that he was inside her he couldn’t help the feeling of needing to let loose.

She smiled gently at him and he moved slowly within her. His thrusts gentle and slow at first. He sped up when he felt her hips move in rhythm with his own. He knew he had to wait for her. ‘Wait,’ he kept telling himself, ‘she comes first.’

As he felt his orgasm nearing he lowered his hand to rub at her sensitive bundle of nerves. She gasped at the feeling. Moans were coming steadily from her now. “Oh Dan,” she whispered, “I feel it.”

She was close and he knew it. Hips were moving erratically, lips found each other in frenzied clashes, hands roamed and grabbed freely. The passion was more than anything they had felt before. It was a tractor beam sucking them in to eternal being.

Then the last few thrusts came and Dan collapsed on top of her, out of breath. She was gripping his back still and her legs still entwined around his back. This must be love, she thought. I could lie here with him forever and never miss anything else.

Dan lifted his head slowly, stared into her eyes, and chuckled softly, “So much for being friends, huh?”




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