A Little Unbroken

Disclaimer: I solemnly swear that I do not own Harry Potter and/or any other characters used in this fic. They are all property of J.K. Rowling.

Add't Disclaimer I do not claim to know anything about the sexual preferences of the actors used in this fic. I in no way mean any harm to them or their reupations.

A/N: Okay, some had a problem with the "self-insertion". I would say not, but I know me better than you do. Simply because the characters name is Roxie, does not mean she is me. And this is not in the actors section because there is no section for Tom/Dan. And if you don't like it, there is no need to flame. Enjoy :)


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Tom lay awake in his bed staring at the dark ceiling of his hotel room. He sighed and rolled over onto his side, coming face to face with the bright red alarm clock. It was 1 AM. He sighed again, wishing he could just get to sleep.

He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day with Dan. He didn't know why he had gone so far. That hadn't really even been in the script, it had just sort of happened.

And that Roxie girl! Who was she to tell him what he was feeling?!

'Stupid, bloody American,' he thought to himself, scowling. He rolled over again, realizing that he was never going to get to sleep if he didn't do something.

He rolled out of bed and slipped on a pair of slippers. He didn't bother pulling on a shirt. He was wearing a pair of pj pants and that was enough. He grabbed the hotel key and went to the door.

They were staying in hotels because the company had decided it would be easier and cheaper than getting trailers. And since the shoot was only supposed to be a few days long, it would be much simpler.

Tom crept down the hallway a few doors and knocked on room 306. He waited a few minutes then knocked again louder. He heard some shuffling inside before the door was opened carefully.

Dan peeked his head out cautiously. When he saw that it was Tom, he opened it wider.

"Sorry," he said, moving back to let him in. "I was worried it might be Roxie."

Tom laughed and moved into the room. Dan shut the door again behind him and turned to him.

"Were you sleeping?" Tom asked, his eyes taking in Dan's messy hair and half-clothed body. Dan was gaping slightly at Tom's upper body before his voice snapped him out of it.

"Uh... I was trying, but it wasn't really working," he said, running a hand through his hair.

"I know what you mean," Tom muttered. Dan moved over and sat on his bed. "Listen, about what happened today..."

Dan sighed and looked at Tom.

"Yeah," he said, biting his lower lip. "I can't believe we did that."

"Yeah," Tom said with a half-smile, glad that Dan saw it the way he did. He didn't know what had happened.

Dan was silent for a few moments. He appeared to be thinking hard as he stared at the ground. Finally, he looked up at Tom hesitantly.

"You don't think... I mean, you don't think we're... you know," he said, watching him carefully.

"No," Tom said automatically. "Aren't you and Emma together?"

"We were," Dan admitted slowly. "But it didn't feel right so I broke it off."

"Oh," Tom said quietly, not knowing exactly what to say.

"You're sure you're not, right? It was just a mistake, right?" Dan pressed.

"Of course I'm not. It was just the scene."

"Right, the scene," Dan whispered reassuringly. He shook his head slightly as he though about it. He scooted back on the bed so that he was sitting cross-legged on it as Tom looked on from above.

Tom sighed and sat down on the bed next to Dan. Dan eyed him nervously, his tongue flicking out to wet his dry lips.

"But what are we going to do about today?" Tom asked hopelessly, not looking at Dan.

Dan didn't answer. He was distracted by the fact that Tom was sitting on his bed shirtless. He had never really thought about his preferences. He'd always been too busy making the movies to put a lot of thought into it.

He knew he shouldn't be looking at his co-star like that and if the press ever found out, they would have a field day. Then again, just with this short film, things would get crazy and rumors would fly. Besides, Tom wasn't gay, he had just told him himself. Dan wasn't even sure.

The scene the day before kept playing in his mind. He wondered what would have happened if the crew hadn't been there, if no one had called cut. Would Tom have continued? Had he wanted him to?

He was so lost in though he didn't notice Tom calling his name, trying to get his attention.

"Dan," he said. "Dan, are you listening?"

"Huh?" he asked, jerking out of his thoughts.

He looked over and found that Tom was very close to him, his hands raised as though he'd been waving it in front of his face. Dan blinked quickly and swallowed the lump that had arisen in his throat from Tom's closeness.

Tom gave him an odd look and leaned back away from him.

"Are you alright?" he asked him carefully, still looking at him closely. Dan nodded carefully.

"Yeah, I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Oh, nothing. It's not important."

Tom nodded slowly, giving him a look that clearly indicated disbelief.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later today," he said, moving to get off the bed.

"Wait," Dan said quietly, reaching out and grabbing his arm. Tom looked back at him, confused.

"What?" he asked. Dan didn't answer but scooted forward on the bed until he was only inches from Tom.

His breathing was becoming increasingly shallow as his nerves overtook him. Tom was still giving him an odd look, wondering what was going on. He leaned forward, closing the distance between them and kissed Tom.

His lips were pressed lightly against the older boy's warm lips. His brain screamed at him that this was wrong, but his body didn't seem to be listening. He made no moves to deepen the kiss and pulled away after a few seconds.

He looked up at Tom nervously. Tom looked shocked and didn't move.

"Wh--why did you do that?" he managed to ask finally.

"I--I just wanted to know," Dan stuttered, feeling incredibly embarrassed. "I--I'm sorry, Tom. I've just been thinking about it and I couldn't help it and I just--"

He was cut off as Tom smashed his lips against Dan's. Dan gasped in surprise as Tom's warm lips melded against his. His eyes drifted shut as Tom slid his moist, hot tongue into his mouth tentatively, licking and tasting him slowly.

Dan gave a quiet moan as Tom pushed him backwards and onto his back on the bed. Tom's tongue lashed at the younger boy's mouth, urging him to respond. Dan brought his tongue up to meet Tom's slowly, finding that the feeling was intensified as he did this.

Tom's hands were braced on either side of his shoulders, holding himself up as the kiss continued. Tom slid his leg up to nestle in between the dark-haired boy's leg. Dan groaned into the kiss as he felt a now-familiar hardness pressing against his groin.

Dan reached up slowly and carefully to slide a hand around Tom's neck, preventing him from moving away. He shifted his body and gasped as his erection came into contact with Tom's, sending a jolt of electricity through his body.

Tom continued to kiss him, nibbling on his lower lip, Dan's moans of pleasure vibrating through his body. He removed one hand from where it had been supporting him to run it over Dan's smooth chest, pausing to twist his nipple slightly, causing the boy to groan ecstatically.

Dan's body arched involuntarily upward as Tom's hands ran over his body, setting fire everywhere he touched. Tom's hand ran up to slide around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Dan's hands came up to Tom's shoulders, running over his muscled backside.

Tom finally broke the kiss, panting heavily. He looked down at Dan momentarily. Dan bit his lip uncomfortably as Tom stared down at him. He was about to ask what was wrong when Tom leaned in and licked his neck experimentally.

Dan shuddered under the combination of Tom's hot tongue and his hands that were now running further south down his body. He could feel the blood rushing to his increasingly hard member.

Tom's talented tongue slid along his throat, lapping at the cool skin and causing many a whimper from the boy underneath him. He dipped his tongue into the hollow of Dan's neck, sucking on the pulsing point, feeling Dan's increased pulse under his tongue.

He nibbled the skin along Dan's throat, coming up to his ear and giving it a sinuous lick. He felt Dan shiver as he tugged the earlobe between his teeth hotly. His brain barely registered that this wasn't a good idea but at the moment, his body was taking over.

His hand ran lower, rubbing lightly over Dan's washboard stomach, the product of working out almost everyday. His hands slipped lower, running along the edge of Dan's pajama bottoms teasingly.

He slipped a finger underneath the red plaid fabric, feeling the boy squirm underneath him. He nipped at his neck lightly to let him know it was okay and slid the hand down further.

It brushed over Dan's erection, earning him a low moan from above. He lightly grasped the throbbing member in his hand and began to stroke it lightly. He could tell Dan was enjoying it by the many moans now issuing from his mouth.

"This okay?" Tom murmured against Dan's neck. He didn't answer, only nodded his head fervidly.

Tom kissed his neck again, increasing the speed of his stroking. He used the pre-cum as a lubricant, spreading it over Dan's cock as he rubbed harder, putting some pressure on the hardened erection.

Dan's head was thrown back against the pillow as Tom's tongue continued to bathe his neck and his hand worked effortlessly, squeezing his cock lightly, nearly bringing him to completion but not quite.

Tom rubbed his hand over Dan's cock, stroking it roughly, listening as Dan's breathing became shallower and shallower. He knew Dan must be close but also realized that he was and Dan had barely touched him.

He gave Dan a particularly long stroke, squeezing at the base, feeling as his climax welled up inside of him. He glanced at Dan who had his eyes shut tight as he stroked harder and faster.

With a surprised cry, Dan arched off the bed as he came hard in Tom's hand, still feeling it wrapped around his cock. Explosions of white stars danced across his closed eyelids as he came.

Tom saw Dan's face contort in pleasure as he came and could hold it in no longer. He let out a low moan as he too came, white, hot cum shooting into his pajama bottoms.

Panting, he pulled his hand out of Dan's pants, the tips of his fingers covered in cum. He wiped them off on his pants and crawled up to collapse at Dan's side.

They lay in silence for a moment, the only sounds in the room being their harsh breathing calming down. At length, Dan rolled over to look at Tom who was staring at the ceiling.

"Er... Tom?" he asked quietly and Tom looked over at him, his expression inscrutable.

"Yeah?"

"I thought you weren't..." He trailed off, not finishing the sentence.

Tom was silent for a moment before he gave him a sly grin.

"I'm an excellent actor. You should know that," he said. Then he picked himself off the bed. He turned back though and smiled at Dan who was still lying on the bed. He leaned over him and leaned down to give him a soft, slow kiss.

"See you at the set," he whispered against Dan's lips then turned and left the hotel room.

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"What did you do?" Roxie bounded up to Dan during one of the breaks and was grinning at him mischievously.

Dan frowned at her, wondering if she really knew. How could she know so much?

"Nothing," he answered her, avoiding her eyes.

She grinned evilly as she watched him. She glanced over to where Tom was standing talking to some of the crew. He sent a covert glance over to where they stood and it was not lost on Roxie.

"Nothing, eh?" she asked, elbowing him suggestively. "Doesn't look like nothing. So tell me, how hot was it?"

Dan stared at her incredulously. "What?!" he squeaked. "You-- I-- We didn't do anything!"

"I know you're lying," she said with a suggestive eyebrow raise. "And it won't work. I'm clairvoyant."

"Sure, you are," Dan replied sarcastically.

"Maybe not," she admitted with a shrug. "But I know things."

Dan was beginning to agree with Tom that this girl was just plain crazy except for the fact that she was actually right, he just wouldn't admit to it.

"Well, you're wrong," he said plainly. "Nothing happened. We just went back to the hotel and went to bed."

"You know," Roxie said thoughtfully. "It would be really great if all things in the Harry Potter world were real."

"Why's that?" Dan asked suspiciously.

Roxie gave him a mysterious smile. "Because then you'd know how to cast a silencing charm." She gave him one last knowing eyebrow raise before breezing off somewhere else, leaving Dan staring after her in absolute shock.


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