Ring-a-ling
Psych
Teen+
Carlton Lassiter/Shawn Spencer
Day 22 of the 25 Days of Shassie
Prompt: Jingle Bells
~410 words
Kinks: Collars
Carlton thought Shawn wearing a bell would be a funny joke.
The moment he shows up, Carlton waits for someone to say something. It was a joke, a passing mention the last time Shawn scared the shit out of him while Carlton was lost in thought. Trust Shawn to take him literally - he probably did it just because he knew it would annoy Carlton. Would make him feel equal parts aroused and angry.
The green ribbon winds around his neck, and a silver jingle bell rests in the hollow of his throat, ringing out clearly with every small movement and shift, every step. Carlton could hear him the entire day, every step, every time he was so close but never close enough.
Even when Shawn tails them to a crime scene, he's bouncing all around the place, and Carlton hears the bell before he even knows Shawn's crossed his line. Carlton watches him go around the scene, doing his usual ridiculous stunts.
One of the uniforms sneers at Shawn, and that's when Carlton steps in, sneering right back at him, daring him to say something. "It's a psychic amplifier," Shawn explains, lies so easily, and it ought to bother Carlton more how he does that, but Shawn pulls his head up, pushing his chest forward, showing off the collar and the bell like he's never been more proud. Carlton tries to hide the soft, warm feeling that tingles all over, but he almost can't crush the dopey smile before it makes its appearance. "Makes my visions that much stronger."
He glances towards Carlton with hooded eyes and a secretive smile, "It was Det. Lassiter's idea."
Carlton keeps himself from flushing, but it's a close battle.
He does later, embarrassed at how much heat he feels flooding through his face and body as he gently pushes Shawn down onto their bed. "Was I a good boy?"
Carlton catches the ribbon with his teeth, the bell jingling as Shawn gasps breathlessly at the scrape of Carlton's teeth. He tugs until the knot comes loose, pulls it away and tosses it to the side. "You could say that," he growls before marking Shawn's neck his way. The next time he wears the ribbon and bell, they'll be sitting pretty next to it, drawing the eye.
That makes Carlton grin and bite down again. If they're gonna stare at his boy - and they will because that's what Shawn wants, and what Shawn wants, Shawn gets - then he's going to give them something to stare at.