(Unbridled Desire) CSI: MIami/CSI: NY Horatio Caine/Danny Messer Prompt: 34 Kiss
Title: Unbridled Desire
Author: sharpiesgal
Pairing: Horatio Ciane and Danny Messer
Theme: Water
Prompt: 34 Kiss
Rating: FRAO, slash
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor am I making any money off of this story.
Summary: Horatio and Danny's first kiss.
“I want you.”
“What’s stopping you?”
“I don’t go in for one night stands.”
“Excuse me?” the blonde sputtered trying not to choke on the sip of beer he had just taken.
“I’m too old for the slam-bam-thank you, ma’am routine,” the redhead explained. He took a sip from his drink drawing in an ice cube to suck on. The tiny frozen block of water melted on his tongue as he swirled it inside his mouth. “I’m in the market for something a little more permanent.”
“And you want it with me?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know what to say, Horatio.”
“Say yes, Danny,” the redhead police lieutenant from Miami almost begged. He wanted Danny so badly that he was almost willing to break his own rules to feel the younger man squirm beneath him as he pounded into that sweet, firm ass.
Danny leaned back in his chair. The intensity of Horatio’s desire for him was a palatable thing between them, and if he was honest with himself, it scared him a bit.
Horatio watched Danny back off and decided to change tactics. “Do you know the difference between having sex and making love?”
“That’s a trick question,” Danny quietly remarked.
“But do you know the answer?”
“Sex is quick and dirty against any available surface,” Danny replied. He leaned forward and whispered the rest of his answer. “Making love takes time, patience, endurance and the willingness to please another person.”
Horatio briefly closed his eyes as he fought to keep control of his body. The husky quality of Danny’s voice sent shivers of desire down his spine and made his cock twitch.
“I don’t know about you, but I could stand some fresh air,” Danny said. He scrapped back his chair and stood.
Horatio opened his eyes and followed suit slipping on his trench coat praying it hid any sign of his arousal. He caught sight of Danny’s smirk before the blond turned and headed for the door. He tossed a few bills on the table and followed the younger man out into the cool, spring evening.
“So, let me get this straight,” Danny drawled as he pushed off the wall of the bar. “You slowly want to fuck my brains out on a regular basis?”
“That’s a bit crass,” Horatio retorted.
“Sue me,” Danny countered. “I ain’t a fucking debutante.”
Horatio suddenly reached out and grabbed Danny’s arm. His fingers dug into the flesh as he pulled Danny into the alley and slammed him against the wall. He didn’t give the younger man a chance to react as he leaned in and plundered Danny’s mouth.
They fought for control over the kiss.
Horatio broke it off as suddenly as he started it. Danny had sucked his lower lip into his mouth and had bit down on it; drawing blood.
“Jerk,” Horatio growled as he licked his injured lip.
“Slut,” Danny tossed back.
“Your place or mine?” Horatio was too caught up in the moment to remember that his place was a cold, sterile hotel room in lower Manhattan.
“Mine,” Danny replied. “It’s closer.”
TBC…
Author: sharpiesgal
Pairing: Horatio Ciane and Danny Messer
Theme: Water
Prompt: 34 Kiss
Rating: FRAO, slash
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor am I making any money off of this story.
Summary: Horatio and Danny's first kiss.
“I want you.”
“What’s stopping you?”
“I don’t go in for one night stands.”
“Excuse me?” the blonde sputtered trying not to choke on the sip of beer he had just taken.
“I’m too old for the slam-bam-thank you, ma’am routine,” the redhead explained. He took a sip from his drink drawing in an ice cube to suck on. The tiny frozen block of water melted on his tongue as he swirled it inside his mouth. “I’m in the market for something a little more permanent.”
“And you want it with me?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know what to say, Horatio.”
“Say yes, Danny,” the redhead police lieutenant from Miami almost begged. He wanted Danny so badly that he was almost willing to break his own rules to feel the younger man squirm beneath him as he pounded into that sweet, firm ass.
Danny leaned back in his chair. The intensity of Horatio’s desire for him was a palatable thing between them, and if he was honest with himself, it scared him a bit.
Horatio watched Danny back off and decided to change tactics. “Do you know the difference between having sex and making love?”
“That’s a trick question,” Danny quietly remarked.
“But do you know the answer?”
“Sex is quick and dirty against any available surface,” Danny replied. He leaned forward and whispered the rest of his answer. “Making love takes time, patience, endurance and the willingness to please another person.”
Horatio briefly closed his eyes as he fought to keep control of his body. The husky quality of Danny’s voice sent shivers of desire down his spine and made his cock twitch.
“I don’t know about you, but I could stand some fresh air,” Danny said. He scrapped back his chair and stood.
Horatio opened his eyes and followed suit slipping on his trench coat praying it hid any sign of his arousal. He caught sight of Danny’s smirk before the blond turned and headed for the door. He tossed a few bills on the table and followed the younger man out into the cool, spring evening.
“So, let me get this straight,” Danny drawled as he pushed off the wall of the bar. “You slowly want to fuck my brains out on a regular basis?”
“That’s a bit crass,” Horatio retorted.
“Sue me,” Danny countered. “I ain’t a fucking debutante.”
Horatio suddenly reached out and grabbed Danny’s arm. His fingers dug into the flesh as he pulled Danny into the alley and slammed him against the wall. He didn’t give the younger man a chance to react as he leaned in and plundered Danny’s mouth.
They fought for control over the kiss.
Horatio broke it off as suddenly as he started it. Danny had sucked his lower lip into his mouth and had bit down on it; drawing blood.
“Jerk,” Horatio growled as he licked his injured lip.
“Slut,” Danny tossed back.
“Your place or mine?” Horatio was too caught up in the moment to remember that his place was a cold, sterile hotel room in lower Manhattan.
“Mine,” Danny replied. “It’s closer.”
TBC…