Fic: "Triptych" (Mac/Stella/Danny) NC-17
Fandom: CSI: NY
Title: Triptych
Author: gin200168
Rating: NC-17 for sexual acts
Summary: Stella decides to put Mac and Danny at her mercy.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Property of Jerry Bruckheimer, Alliance Atlantis, CBS, etc.
Pairing: Mac Taylor/Stella Bonasera/Danny Messer
A/N: stellaluna_ did the usual fixing, and takes the blame for long, long ago getting me started with the idea of the three of them as something viable.
Feedback always welcome.
Stella watches as Danny kisses Mac slowly and thoroughly, shifting most of his weight to pin him down onto the bed. His left hand holds down Mac's right arm, in the right position for Stella to tie Mac to the bed like they planned, as she carefully straddles Mac so that she won't draw any attention to herself as she readies the scarf so that she can bind him quickly. When she's sure that he won't notice until it's much too late, she leans over and quickly secures his arm.
When he realizes what just happened, he struggles against the soft fabric, pushing Danny slightly off him. "What? What is this? Let me go!" Danny, who has rolled onto his side, runs a hand up and down Mac's chest in a soothing motion, kissing it gently.
"Shhhhh Mac, 's all right. We're right here and we ain't gonna leave you hanging. Promise. You just need to relax a little, that's all." Danny smiles broadly at her when Stella leans onto him, her hand joining Danny's to caress Mac. She leans in to kiss Mac, wanting to get him calmed down quickly too, and he tastes ever so slightly of Danny, who is kissing the side of her face and trying to insinuate himself into the kiss. She lets him, and starts kissing Danny, whose hand now moves to her back and ass, stroking all that he can reach.
Mac makes a small noise of protest underneath them, pinned by Danny's weight on one side and the scarf on the other. Danny breaks away from her and smiles knowingly, turning back to Mac, kissing him and whispering to him about how pretty he is all tied up for him, and how good they'll make him feel. When they're both sufficiently distracted, Stella shifts carefully to keep them from noticing her movements and quietly grabs a set of handcuffs and moves behind Danny, stroking him gently and making sure he and Mac are still wrapped up in each other.
Danny shifts his weight back over Mac again, and she smiles when she sees that his fingers are entwined with Mac's up by the headboard. She snaps the handcuffs on them quickly, cuffing them to each other. It's not ideal because they're not restrained to the bed, but it will do.
It only takes a few seconds for them to notice, and Danny's not pleased. "Hey! This wasn't part of the deal! Whaddya doin', huh? Lemmie out of this! Dammit Stella!" He pulls at the cuff, not realizing that each jerking movement pulls on Mac's wrist, who eventually lets out a small grunt of pain after Danny thrashes a few times. She leans her weight onto Danny's forearm, pinning him down.
"Danny, stop. You're going to hurt him too." Danny stops jerking around then, but glares up at her, rolling onto his back. His free hand flops over to the other side of the bed, and she pounces on it to tie it up before he can try anything else.
"Stella! Fuck! Oh I swear, you are so gonna pay for this, just you wait... Stella? Please? C'mon, let me go. I promise I won't do nothin' if you let me go now..." he starts to plead, still struggling but his movements more restrained now. She turns her attention back to Mac, who has been watching Danny's tantrum with interest despite the obvious discomfort from Danny jerking the handcuffs around and his arm and wrist with it.
Stella moves back to straddling Mac, running her hands up and down his chest and smiling down at him. "He was right, you know, you look so hot just lying there waiting for me, all trusting and letting me do whatever I want..." she's pleased when he starts to blush all the way up to his hairline, like he always does when they really embarrass him. She grinds against him, rapidly hardening cock gathering just a bit of her wetness. She leans in to kiss him and Mac moves his hand, and consequently Danny's to stroke along her side and up her back as best as he can reach. She can feel Danny's hand moving awkwardly behind his, and she's pleased to see that he's stopped struggling.
She breaks away from Mac's mouth and turns to look at Danny, who's now calmed down and watching them with interest and longing. She reaches over, gently petting his mess of spiky hair and cupping his face. "Such a good boy," she murmurs, as he turns to place a kiss in the palm of her hand. His eyes sparkle with mischief, and she knows that she'll pay for this adventure later. She's not worried.
She shifts to kiss Danny again; the only disadvantage to this is the awkwardness of having to maneuver around the both of them since they can't. She can feel two sets of fingers bumbling slowly down her front, the metal cold against her skin as they work their way down. Both hands wander around in her curls, swirling patterns that edge slowly into her folds. She can't tell whose fingers are doing what, but suddenly they concentrate their efforts and one is circling her clit rapidly while two fingers slowly press into her.
She moans, shifting her weight towards their hands, hips rocking back and forth to encourage them. One of them pinches her clit hard, and she squeals, tightening down on the fingers that are now searching around inside for the right spot. The hardest part is deciding who to kiss-- Danny wins out for the moment because she's facing him. She doesn't forget about Mac, however, who has been watching them, obviously getting turned on more and more by the second. He kisses her hard when she leans back toward him, and both of the hands on her speed up, trying to get her off. She regretfully pulls away and won't let them, instantly missing the feel of their fingers as soon as she moves, and they both make noises of protest when she moves away from where their hands could comfortably follow.
She watches as Danny turns to look at Mac, and it's obvious that they both are longing to kiss or touch each other in some way. It brings a rush of tenderness, love and pride for them both, and she almost feels bad enough to let them go. Danny lifts his hand towards Mac's mouth so that he can lick her essence off his fingers. His eyes close in pleasure, but when he opens them, his gaze stays on Danny, and when he's done he does the same for him. Danny cleans his fingers with relish, and when his fingers pop out of his mouth with a wet slurp, he leads as they both reach for her again.
She grasps each of their wrists and cleans every bit that they couldn't with broad strokes of her tongue. She takes a couple of their fingers into her mouth together, sucking and licking. Both their eyes go wide, and she feels Danny's hips give a small thrust. She smiles around their fingers, and gently lays their arms back on the bed, massaging them quickly to ease the tension from the awkward positioning.
They're both lying there, smiling up at her, and she can't think of a much prettier sight. She places a hand on each of them, rubbing up and down their chests, slowly drifting lower and lower. She likes the contrast of Danny's thicker body hair against Mac's-- it tickles her fingers when she runs her fingers through it. He's also the least patient of them, squirming and trying to get her hand to dip lower. She indulges him, feeling a tad sympathetic because she did tie him up when he wasn't expecting. Skimming her fingers lightly against the base of his cock, he makes a little noise of want, trying to force her hand into touching him more firmly. Instead, however, she grips Mac, who had been watching their interplay with interest, much more firmly and strokes him hard. It draws a startled gasp from Mac and a look of jealousy and want from Danny.
Their cuffed hands reach toward her, and they both seem frustrated at the fact that their fingers just barely can't reach her sex, and have to settle for stroking her thigh. The cool metal is a sharp contrast to their warm hands, and she finds that she rather likes it, and the awkwardness of their movements because of the confinement doesn't seem to bother her much as she continues to stroke the both of them slowly.
She squeezes both of them alternately, speeding up and slowing down at random intervals, feeling each of them grow harder under her touch. She enjoys watching their reactions, and notices that Mac keeps watching her stroke Danny more than he watches her stroke himself, how his hips tit forward slightly each time Danny makes a noise of pleasure or protest. This gives her an idea that she doesn't think either of them will mind in the end.
She moves to lick up the side of Mac's cock, swirling and sucking the tip over and over. Mac lets out a strangled moan, and clutches at her thigh. Danny shifts and whimpers, obviously wanting the attention for himself and frustrated by being not able to move and not being on the receiving end right then. She squeezes him tight, and then resumes stroking him again slowly, and he seems to settle in for the moment.
Mac's hand clutches tightly at her thigh in pleasure and he arches slightly off the bed. She continues to drive him closer and closer to the edge, moaning louder as he slowly loses control. Danny makes sympathetic noises and small motions of his hips while she strokes him, and she can feel his gaze burning into her. She lets Mac fall out of her mouth, and moves up to kiss him. Mac's hand travels up to grab a breast, and Danny reaches for the other, both of them kneading and rubbing them, hands following as far as they can as she moves. Their touch feels so good that she almost regrets tying them up. She doesn't worry much, however, confident that they'll somehow return the favor in their own way sometime soon.
She moves over to reward Danny for his patience, straddling him while kissing him, and then she slowly makes her way downward. She doesn't go too far, instead taking his cock in hand and rubbing the tip in her folds, moisture mixing with precome. Danny moans in pleasure and his hips jerk upward, and she sees Mac's fingers tangle in his as their arms lay on the bed. She looks over at Mac, who is wide-eyed, watching with great interest as he breathes hard and his cock lies rock hard against his stomach.
"Fuckkkkkk.... Stella...." Danny moans as she slowly lowers herself onto him. He arches his back, jerking his hips and trying to move into her quicker, sighing happily when he's completely encased in her heat. She doesn't necessarily prefer either one of them-- both of them unique in their shape and feel in how they stretch her, both very pleasurable in their own way. She leans forward to kiss him, putting most of her weight on one arm to be able to pet his head gently. He practically attacks her mouth, kissing and biting her roughly, hips making small rocking movements even though he has nowhere else to go.
She hears Mac moaning beside them, obviously very turned on by the scene in front of him. She moves her hand blindly to his chest, and she can feel his labored breathing underneath it. Breaking away from Danny, she leans awkwardly over to kiss Mac, who's immediately receptive. He bites her lower lip hard, and she tightens around Danny who moans in pleasure. She pushes away from him, convinced that she's paid both of them enough attention for the moment, and starts to move up and down on Danny's cock.
Danny tries to move with her, hips rocking back and forth as she starts to stroke her clit since neither of them can quite reach it. Mac makes a strangled noise as she starts building a steady rhythm, and Danny's moved on to uttering a stream of profanity mixed with descriptions and the occasional begging. She grasps Mac's cock and rubs it slowly, acting as the conduit connecting them both.
She can feel the tension building in her limbs as Danny's voice starts to waver and he practically arches off the bed as he comes into her. His hips jerk hard a few times, and she's teetering on the edge herself, almost ready to follow him, but backs off. She watches Danny come down off his orgasm, panting and looking at her through barely opened eyelids. She turns to Mac, who is breathing almost as hard as Danny, eyes wide and hands clenched into tight fists. She eases Danny out of her and moves up to give him a gentle kiss, and she sees out of the corner of her eye his arm jerking against the soft tie. She brushes her hand through his short hair gently a couple times and turns her attention back to Mac.
She feels just as strung out and desperate as he looks, and her body is practically vibrating with the need to come. She wastes no time in moving over to Mac and taking him inside her, feeling stretched in a completely different way despite just being filled by Danny. Mac makes another choked noise, and tries to thrust up into her roughly. She's glad that he's close to the edge right now too, and leans in only for a quick rough kiss that lacks finesse that he doesn't seem to object to. She starts riding Mac hard, not even noticing if Danny is paying attention, although she assumes he is. The tension keeps building like a rubberband twisting tighter and tighter as she strokes her clit roughly, and she tumbles over the edge when she pinches it hard. The waves wash over her all the way down through the tips of her fingers and toes, and all she can do is arch backwards, wailing in release. She vaguely feels Mac follow her, jerking his hips roughly and moaning as she feels his heat fill her up and mix with Danny's.
She falls ungracefully into a heap on top of Mac, panting as hard as the rapidly moving chest below her. She feels the cold metal against her head as two sets of fingers try to tangle in her hair, and she smiles and enjoys the feeling. However, she knows she should probably move off of Mac so it's easier for him to breathe, and she reaches up to untie his arm. They both make disappointed noises when he slips out of her, and she instantly feels the loss of both of them, wishing she could have them both back. Mac instantly reaches for her as soon as he's free, hand spreading wide, running up her back and cupping the back of her head to kiss her thoroughly.
Danny starts to get fussy, making noises of objection and squirming and pulling on his bound hand. Stella pushes herself up and away from Mac, and moves over to untie Danny's other hand, who then does the same thing Mac just did. She can feel Mac move, turning on his side to face them, and Danny rolls the both of them onto their sides. Their free hands run all over her body, sometimes trailing onto the other.
After a few minutes, she gets up to retrieve the key to the handcuffs, and when she comes back, Mac and Danny are tangled together, kissing softly and thoroughly and free hands roaming everywhere they can reach. She doesn't know how long she stands there watching them, but they eventually seem to take note of her absence and move apart, looking for her. Danny looks at her with unfocused eyes and smiles, reaching his free hand out to her. Mac follows, and she crawls back into their embrace and revels in the attention on both sides before actually freeing them from the handcuffs, kissing the red marks on each man's wrist apologetically.
She rubs at them gently, trying to ease what she knows is probably rather painful after being stuck in a somewhat awkward position for so long. Both of them reach for her again, and she lays down between them, they both drape their arms over her, placing their hands on each other. She burrows into their radiant heat, and quickly falls into a contented sleep in their protective embrace.
Fin
12/06
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Title: Triptych
Author: gin200168
Rating: NC-17 for sexual acts
Summary: Stella decides to put Mac and Danny at her mercy.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Property of Jerry Bruckheimer, Alliance Atlantis, CBS, etc.
Pairing: Mac Taylor/Stella Bonasera/Danny Messer
A/N: stellaluna_ did the usual fixing, and takes the blame for long, long ago getting me started with the idea of the three of them as something viable.
Feedback always welcome.
Stella watches as Danny kisses Mac slowly and thoroughly, shifting most of his weight to pin him down onto the bed. His left hand holds down Mac's right arm, in the right position for Stella to tie Mac to the bed like they planned, as she carefully straddles Mac so that she won't draw any attention to herself as she readies the scarf so that she can bind him quickly. When she's sure that he won't notice until it's much too late, she leans over and quickly secures his arm.
When he realizes what just happened, he struggles against the soft fabric, pushing Danny slightly off him. "What? What is this? Let me go!" Danny, who has rolled onto his side, runs a hand up and down Mac's chest in a soothing motion, kissing it gently.
"Shhhhh Mac, 's all right. We're right here and we ain't gonna leave you hanging. Promise. You just need to relax a little, that's all." Danny smiles broadly at her when Stella leans onto him, her hand joining Danny's to caress Mac. She leans in to kiss Mac, wanting to get him calmed down quickly too, and he tastes ever so slightly of Danny, who is kissing the side of her face and trying to insinuate himself into the kiss. She lets him, and starts kissing Danny, whose hand now moves to her back and ass, stroking all that he can reach.
Mac makes a small noise of protest underneath them, pinned by Danny's weight on one side and the scarf on the other. Danny breaks away from her and smiles knowingly, turning back to Mac, kissing him and whispering to him about how pretty he is all tied up for him, and how good they'll make him feel. When they're both sufficiently distracted, Stella shifts carefully to keep them from noticing her movements and quietly grabs a set of handcuffs and moves behind Danny, stroking him gently and making sure he and Mac are still wrapped up in each other.
Danny shifts his weight back over Mac again, and she smiles when she sees that his fingers are entwined with Mac's up by the headboard. She snaps the handcuffs on them quickly, cuffing them to each other. It's not ideal because they're not restrained to the bed, but it will do.
It only takes a few seconds for them to notice, and Danny's not pleased. "Hey! This wasn't part of the deal! Whaddya doin', huh? Lemmie out of this! Dammit Stella!" He pulls at the cuff, not realizing that each jerking movement pulls on Mac's wrist, who eventually lets out a small grunt of pain after Danny thrashes a few times. She leans her weight onto Danny's forearm, pinning him down.
"Danny, stop. You're going to hurt him too." Danny stops jerking around then, but glares up at her, rolling onto his back. His free hand flops over to the other side of the bed, and she pounces on it to tie it up before he can try anything else.
"Stella! Fuck! Oh I swear, you are so gonna pay for this, just you wait... Stella? Please? C'mon, let me go. I promise I won't do nothin' if you let me go now..." he starts to plead, still struggling but his movements more restrained now. She turns her attention back to Mac, who has been watching Danny's tantrum with interest despite the obvious discomfort from Danny jerking the handcuffs around and his arm and wrist with it.
Stella moves back to straddling Mac, running her hands up and down his chest and smiling down at him. "He was right, you know, you look so hot just lying there waiting for me, all trusting and letting me do whatever I want..." she's pleased when he starts to blush all the way up to his hairline, like he always does when they really embarrass him. She grinds against him, rapidly hardening cock gathering just a bit of her wetness. She leans in to kiss him and Mac moves his hand, and consequently Danny's to stroke along her side and up her back as best as he can reach. She can feel Danny's hand moving awkwardly behind his, and she's pleased to see that he's stopped struggling.
She breaks away from Mac's mouth and turns to look at Danny, who's now calmed down and watching them with interest and longing. She reaches over, gently petting his mess of spiky hair and cupping his face. "Such a good boy," she murmurs, as he turns to place a kiss in the palm of her hand. His eyes sparkle with mischief, and she knows that she'll pay for this adventure later. She's not worried.
She shifts to kiss Danny again; the only disadvantage to this is the awkwardness of having to maneuver around the both of them since they can't. She can feel two sets of fingers bumbling slowly down her front, the metal cold against her skin as they work their way down. Both hands wander around in her curls, swirling patterns that edge slowly into her folds. She can't tell whose fingers are doing what, but suddenly they concentrate their efforts and one is circling her clit rapidly while two fingers slowly press into her.
She moans, shifting her weight towards their hands, hips rocking back and forth to encourage them. One of them pinches her clit hard, and she squeals, tightening down on the fingers that are now searching around inside for the right spot. The hardest part is deciding who to kiss-- Danny wins out for the moment because she's facing him. She doesn't forget about Mac, however, who has been watching them, obviously getting turned on more and more by the second. He kisses her hard when she leans back toward him, and both of the hands on her speed up, trying to get her off. She regretfully pulls away and won't let them, instantly missing the feel of their fingers as soon as she moves, and they both make noises of protest when she moves away from where their hands could comfortably follow.
She watches as Danny turns to look at Mac, and it's obvious that they both are longing to kiss or touch each other in some way. It brings a rush of tenderness, love and pride for them both, and she almost feels bad enough to let them go. Danny lifts his hand towards Mac's mouth so that he can lick her essence off his fingers. His eyes close in pleasure, but when he opens them, his gaze stays on Danny, and when he's done he does the same for him. Danny cleans his fingers with relish, and when his fingers pop out of his mouth with a wet slurp, he leads as they both reach for her again.
She grasps each of their wrists and cleans every bit that they couldn't with broad strokes of her tongue. She takes a couple of their fingers into her mouth together, sucking and licking. Both their eyes go wide, and she feels Danny's hips give a small thrust. She smiles around their fingers, and gently lays their arms back on the bed, massaging them quickly to ease the tension from the awkward positioning.
They're both lying there, smiling up at her, and she can't think of a much prettier sight. She places a hand on each of them, rubbing up and down their chests, slowly drifting lower and lower. She likes the contrast of Danny's thicker body hair against Mac's-- it tickles her fingers when she runs her fingers through it. He's also the least patient of them, squirming and trying to get her hand to dip lower. She indulges him, feeling a tad sympathetic because she did tie him up when he wasn't expecting. Skimming her fingers lightly against the base of his cock, he makes a little noise of want, trying to force her hand into touching him more firmly. Instead, however, she grips Mac, who had been watching their interplay with interest, much more firmly and strokes him hard. It draws a startled gasp from Mac and a look of jealousy and want from Danny.
Their cuffed hands reach toward her, and they both seem frustrated at the fact that their fingers just barely can't reach her sex, and have to settle for stroking her thigh. The cool metal is a sharp contrast to their warm hands, and she finds that she rather likes it, and the awkwardness of their movements because of the confinement doesn't seem to bother her much as she continues to stroke the both of them slowly.
She squeezes both of them alternately, speeding up and slowing down at random intervals, feeling each of them grow harder under her touch. She enjoys watching their reactions, and notices that Mac keeps watching her stroke Danny more than he watches her stroke himself, how his hips tit forward slightly each time Danny makes a noise of pleasure or protest. This gives her an idea that she doesn't think either of them will mind in the end.
She moves to lick up the side of Mac's cock, swirling and sucking the tip over and over. Mac lets out a strangled moan, and clutches at her thigh. Danny shifts and whimpers, obviously wanting the attention for himself and frustrated by being not able to move and not being on the receiving end right then. She squeezes him tight, and then resumes stroking him again slowly, and he seems to settle in for the moment.
Mac's hand clutches tightly at her thigh in pleasure and he arches slightly off the bed. She continues to drive him closer and closer to the edge, moaning louder as he slowly loses control. Danny makes sympathetic noises and small motions of his hips while she strokes him, and she can feel his gaze burning into her. She lets Mac fall out of her mouth, and moves up to kiss him. Mac's hand travels up to grab a breast, and Danny reaches for the other, both of them kneading and rubbing them, hands following as far as they can as she moves. Their touch feels so good that she almost regrets tying them up. She doesn't worry much, however, confident that they'll somehow return the favor in their own way sometime soon.
She moves over to reward Danny for his patience, straddling him while kissing him, and then she slowly makes her way downward. She doesn't go too far, instead taking his cock in hand and rubbing the tip in her folds, moisture mixing with precome. Danny moans in pleasure and his hips jerk upward, and she sees Mac's fingers tangle in his as their arms lay on the bed. She looks over at Mac, who is wide-eyed, watching with great interest as he breathes hard and his cock lies rock hard against his stomach.
"Fuckkkkkk.... Stella...." Danny moans as she slowly lowers herself onto him. He arches his back, jerking his hips and trying to move into her quicker, sighing happily when he's completely encased in her heat. She doesn't necessarily prefer either one of them-- both of them unique in their shape and feel in how they stretch her, both very pleasurable in their own way. She leans forward to kiss him, putting most of her weight on one arm to be able to pet his head gently. He practically attacks her mouth, kissing and biting her roughly, hips making small rocking movements even though he has nowhere else to go.
She hears Mac moaning beside them, obviously very turned on by the scene in front of him. She moves her hand blindly to his chest, and she can feel his labored breathing underneath it. Breaking away from Danny, she leans awkwardly over to kiss Mac, who's immediately receptive. He bites her lower lip hard, and she tightens around Danny who moans in pleasure. She pushes away from him, convinced that she's paid both of them enough attention for the moment, and starts to move up and down on Danny's cock.
Danny tries to move with her, hips rocking back and forth as she starts to stroke her clit since neither of them can quite reach it. Mac makes a strangled noise as she starts building a steady rhythm, and Danny's moved on to uttering a stream of profanity mixed with descriptions and the occasional begging. She grasps Mac's cock and rubs it slowly, acting as the conduit connecting them both.
She can feel the tension building in her limbs as Danny's voice starts to waver and he practically arches off the bed as he comes into her. His hips jerk hard a few times, and she's teetering on the edge herself, almost ready to follow him, but backs off. She watches Danny come down off his orgasm, panting and looking at her through barely opened eyelids. She turns to Mac, who is breathing almost as hard as Danny, eyes wide and hands clenched into tight fists. She eases Danny out of her and moves up to give him a gentle kiss, and she sees out of the corner of her eye his arm jerking against the soft tie. She brushes her hand through his short hair gently a couple times and turns her attention back to Mac.
She feels just as strung out and desperate as he looks, and her body is practically vibrating with the need to come. She wastes no time in moving over to Mac and taking him inside her, feeling stretched in a completely different way despite just being filled by Danny. Mac makes another choked noise, and tries to thrust up into her roughly. She's glad that he's close to the edge right now too, and leans in only for a quick rough kiss that lacks finesse that he doesn't seem to object to. She starts riding Mac hard, not even noticing if Danny is paying attention, although she assumes he is. The tension keeps building like a rubberband twisting tighter and tighter as she strokes her clit roughly, and she tumbles over the edge when she pinches it hard. The waves wash over her all the way down through the tips of her fingers and toes, and all she can do is arch backwards, wailing in release. She vaguely feels Mac follow her, jerking his hips roughly and moaning as she feels his heat fill her up and mix with Danny's.
She falls ungracefully into a heap on top of Mac, panting as hard as the rapidly moving chest below her. She feels the cold metal against her head as two sets of fingers try to tangle in her hair, and she smiles and enjoys the feeling. However, she knows she should probably move off of Mac so it's easier for him to breathe, and she reaches up to untie his arm. They both make disappointed noises when he slips out of her, and she instantly feels the loss of both of them, wishing she could have them both back. Mac instantly reaches for her as soon as he's free, hand spreading wide, running up her back and cupping the back of her head to kiss her thoroughly.
Danny starts to get fussy, making noises of objection and squirming and pulling on his bound hand. Stella pushes herself up and away from Mac, and moves over to untie Danny's other hand, who then does the same thing Mac just did. She can feel Mac move, turning on his side to face them, and Danny rolls the both of them onto their sides. Their free hands run all over her body, sometimes trailing onto the other.
After a few minutes, she gets up to retrieve the key to the handcuffs, and when she comes back, Mac and Danny are tangled together, kissing softly and thoroughly and free hands roaming everywhere they can reach. She doesn't know how long she stands there watching them, but they eventually seem to take note of her absence and move apart, looking for her. Danny looks at her with unfocused eyes and smiles, reaching his free hand out to her. Mac follows, and she crawls back into their embrace and revels in the attention on both sides before actually freeing them from the handcuffs, kissing the red marks on each man's wrist apologetically.
She rubs at them gently, trying to ease what she knows is probably rather painful after being stuck in a somewhat awkward position for so long. Both of them reach for her again, and she lays down between them, they both drape their arms over her, placing their hands on each other. She burrows into their radiant heat, and quickly falls into a contented sleep in their protective embrace.
Fin
12/06
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