A WEEKEND OF EXPLORATION
D/M post friendly skies
NC-17 Sexual content and language
As she walked across the room Martin watched her. God she's beautiful he thought, his eyes following her every movement. She looked so different, the black bob-length wig covering her long blonde locks, the black fitted cocktail dress that clung to every curve, all the way down to her long shapely legs.
As Martin watched her Danny watched him. He took in the flushed skin of his neck and face, the blue depths of his eyes; basically the beauty of the man before him. He watched Martin's eyes narrow, turning around Danny saw why. Martin was watching as Keller flirt with Sam and he was jealous. Danny's heart dropped at the revelation, his fantasy of being with Martin Fitzgerald dying before his eyes. Why hadn't he seen the attraction Martin had for Sam, probably because Danny had never seen the attraction men had in her because he himself never felt that way towards her. His attraction laid with men, he'd tried women in his younger years just to try and be normal but after a few unsatisfying attempts he realised that wasn't what he wanted. The problem Danny had now was that he wanted Martin. Wanted him in a way that could only be described as a craving.
Next thing Danny knew Martin was speaking to him.
"Is there something going on between those two?"
"Used to be," Danny replied, really not wanting to have this conversation. But Martin wasn't going to drop it.
"Really? That's her type, huh?" all the time watching Sam closely.
God Danny was sick of this, "Hey, are you jealous?" and that got Martin's attention. He glanced across at Danny,
"Jealous! What, are you crazy?" he retorted, how ever his blush was back and Danny knew it had to mean yes! And that really pissed him off.
"Okay, guess I'm crazy!" he couldn't hide the snide hint to his comment.
Martin smiles and shakes his head totally oblivious to the underlying tone, "Yeah".
If Danny hadn't been so pissed with Martin he would normally have found his jealousy quite amusing. Noticing Martin visibly stiffen, Danny switched back to business mode.
"Here we go," Martin said as there suspect approached Sam. They watched as Sam did her thing and then excuse herself to the bathroom. The three of them, including Keller watched as there suspect slipped the roofies into her drink. That was when they made their move and arrested him, also taking with them the contaminated drink for forensics to examine.
Back at the bullpen filling out their reports, Danny watched. That was all he seemed to be doing recently. Martin stood up from his desk and headed for the bathroom, so Danny decided that this was as good an opportunity to get the truth from Martin, as Danny entered he was washing his hands.
"Hey," Martin said as he walked in.
"Hey yourself," Danny replied leaning against the sinks next to Martin, "So you and Sam?" he quizzed and smirked. Not subtle but Danny was past caring.
Martin's eyes shot up to met Danny's, "What? There is no Sam and me!" Pausing to think, "Why would you think that?"
"Because my friend, you couldn't take your eyes off her tonight!" He was going to use Martin's own words against him, "Is she your type?"
"No she isn't, i don't have a type!" Martin was getting more and more flustered by Danny's interrogation, " It wasn't anything like that. Anyway you can't tell me she didn't look beautiful, can you!"
"She did if you like that sort of thing," Danny replied, clearly dropping a hint but Martin was pretty clueless to the meaning. Danny continued, "Keller couldn't take his eyes off her, he was practically drooling. She seemed to have the same affect on you from where i was sitting!"
Martin looked away blushing. I wonder if his whole body goes that pink! Danny was getting distracted. Being this close to Martin was hard, well he was hard should we say.
Martin turned back looking straight at Danny, "What can't i admire a beautiful woman now? Do you take great pleasure in tormenting me or something!" and with that he brushed past Danny before giving the other man chance to answer.
When Danny returned to the bullpen he noticed that Martin seemed upset and distracted. He was sitting at his desk pretending to be finishing his report but was constantly fidgeting, eyes unfocused and his shoulders tense. Danny printed off his report and went to put it in Jack's in-tray, when he came back Martin was still sitting looking upset as though there was something weighing on his mind. Danny was beginning to worry. His partner needed his help Danny could see that.
"Hey Fitzy." Danny said as he approached.
Slowly Martin turned to him. Danny had no idea what had happened that had put his friend into this mood but he was sure as hell going to find out and do something about it.
"Look Martin about before.."Danny paused, " I'm sorry i didn't mean to push. Hey if you like Sam then all well and good, it's none of my business," he gave Martin a half smile.
"Danny, it's not Sam! Now just leave it alone!" Martin pinched the bridge of his nose, the killer migraine that had set in was making him feel queasy. "I'm going home. I don't feel to well, can you let Jack know for me, please? I'll see you on Monday OK" As he rose from his chair, Martin felt the whole room spin, reaching out to clutch his desk he missed and found Danny's arm instead. "Oh Shit!" he murmured.
"Martin, sit down," Danny eased him back into his chair, " Are you ok?" his concern evident in his voice.
"Yeah, just have a migraine and i really need some sleep. Not a good combination. It's going to be great to have a weekend off," reaching into his desk draw he pulled out a bottle of Tylenol, swallowing two to kill his headache.
"You and me both, I plan on watching the Mets game tonight and the Giants on Sunday and in between nothing but food and sleep!" Danny grinned back at him.
"God that sounds like heaven, well all but watching the Mets that is!" offering Danny his best smirk.
"You must be ill to not want to watch the greatest team in the world," Danny retorted, smirking right back. Now or never he thought. "How about we crash together, get a pizza and watch the game?"
"Yeah, i could eat something and it looks like that's the best offer I'm going to get tonight," Martin was still smirking and Danny had know idea what to make of that because he is the one that smirks and Martin is the one that blushes. But right now the tables were turned!
Martin stood up gingerly making sure the room wasn't about to spin again and when it didn't he figured it was safe to move. Danny drove Martin's car, after some protest, stopping on the way for a pizza. Martin sat nervously in his car while Danny went for the pie. He wasn't sure what to expect as he had never been to Danny's place before, stepping inside the apartment, he was motioned towards the couch whilst Danny headed for the kitchen.
"What do you want to drink, I've got coke, sprite, milk or water?"
"Water will be great thanks," Martin replied. God why am i so nervous he thought, because this is Danny the little voice in his head replied.
Martin continued fidgeting as he waited on Danny coming back from the kitchen.
"Now Fitzy, are you ready to watch the greatest baseball team in the world?" Danny reached for the remote.
"You'll be sure to let me know when they turn up, won't you!" and Martin smirked, again. Their banter playful and easy as ever, but tonight there was an edge to it. Teasing to get a reaction. They settled to watch the game and finish the pizza. Martin couldn't help but grin at his friend. The energy that buzzed of Danny daily at work increased ten fold as he watched his team. So as Danny watched the Mets, Martin watched him. By the end of the game the Mets won 5 – 2 and Danny was euphoric. Jesus Christ that man is sexy! Martin thought.
"There see i told you!" Danny beamed, "They are the best!" He turned to look at Martin but his next sentence died in his throat. In front of Danny, Martin was flushed, his pupils dilated and was staring at Danny with a look of pure lust. Danny swallowed hard, trying to compute what was happening, OH SHIT! His mind screamed at him. A couple of seconds later Danny was covered in a very pizza tasting Martin, their lips fused in passion. Martin positioned himself straddling Danny, their lips never parting. Eventually their need for air became too much and they pulled apart.
"Oh God Martin..!" Danny moaned.
Opening his eyes Martin looked straight at Danny.
"OH FUCK!" he exclaimed, trying to get off Danny as quickly as he could.
Danny sensed the rising panic in his partner and grabbed Martin not wanting him to leave.
"Get off me," Martin struggled against him,"Get the fuck off me!"