Author's Note: So here you go part 3/5 a little steamy fairly minor lemon in this one but to be on a safe side there is a little bit of a warning on this one kids. So as always comments are appreciated and constructive criticisms I'm on a roll with my stories lately, anyways enjoy!
Love A Man In Uniform
Case 3 - Painted Black
"You doing ok love?" Danny asked in the quiet, calm steady voice of his. That voice that made everything better, as well as those strong steady hands of his. It was Don's first week back after his accident, and what a week it was. They had been moving non-stop, Danny was more then used to it, Don was looking a little pale and wan. Which was why they were currently sitting in the empty locker room facing each other on the bench. Don leaning into Danny's hand, whishing that they were home in bed cuddled up together safe and warm. Danny made him feel so safe. "M'ok Danny…" he whispered, "Just wants to go home and cuddle, and forget this horribly long week." Smiling, Danny gave him a soft quick kiss, "Soon, soon."
Another quick kiss and the left, Don headed to see what Shel had for him and Danny to finish up his lab work. Flack looked longingly over his shoulder as the shorter man made his way back to the lab. It had been a month Flack and Danny been together a whole month. Today actually, and Don had never been happier in his life. He was feeling so much better now, the bandages were off. Danny was…well Danny was Danny. He was somewhat clumsy and awkward, but straightforward in his affections. Don didn't think the man had a deceptive bone in his body, he had no guile, and Danny was a horrible liar. However Don was quickly finding out that Danny, after being starved for contact, some affection could not get enough of giving it, or getting it. He was constantly touching him, and Don didn't mind a bit. It was just difficult at work, Don had been all for telling everyone about their relationship, it had been Danny that had balked.
"Why not Danny? Are you embarrassed? Do I embarrass you?" Don was getting upset. Danny was just home from work and settling on the couch with his coke when Don had brought up telling everyone. "Is it cause we are both men? Danny I don't care what people think of me, I'm proud to be with you." He was working himself into a fine fit, when Danny very calmly took his hand. Don instantly settled thought still internally fuming. "Don, I am in no way embarrassed to be with you. I would love to stand on the top of the Empire State building and yell it too the world. Right now my concern is you. What happened when all the cops you work with find out your with a man." Don paused looking down at their joined hands, he hadn't thought that far ahead. The rather euphoric feeling of being in love was clouding his better judgment. "You've been out of the game for a while. Give it some time if you still feel this way in a couple months, we will tell every single person we meet." Don smiled, "Ok…what about you? Are you not worried?" Snorting Danny pulled him forward into his lap bringing the other man close to whisper in his ear. "Never…not with you."
He was beginning to understand Danny's remarkable foresight. His tactical mind ran through every possible scenario. A lot of the guys in his department had taken to calling him 'army boy' they thought he was the slowest of the CSI's. Many were rather reluctant to work with him. Danny was nowhere near slow, his mind was constantly moving. He just didn't talk much, and when he did it was that quite slow drawl of his, Yet Don had seen him work…he'd seen Danny make grown men weep. What many of his partners forgot was Danny was first a marine, dedicated to protecting his country at all costs, and second he was a CSI, and the truth was absolute.
Flack knew, with all his heart he loved that man…but at the same time he was scared of what he had with Danny. There relationship hadn't gone past long make out sessions and cuddling. First because of Don's wound and now…well now because of both they're lack of experience, and Don's reluctance to remove his shirt. For now though, for now he was thoroughly enjoying what they had.
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5 months later
Don sighed heavly looking longingly to Danny's side of the bed. Looking back to the clock on the beside he wtched the digits blink 2 am, he didn't sleep well without Danny. Danny was currently off for about a week, on a field-training ex. The had been going though a dry spell for most of it, which didn't add too helping Flack pass out for the exhaustion. Sighing and turning again faced the opposite wall grumbling about damn marines when his phone went off. Glancing down he looked at the message; well if he couldn't sleep he might as well work.
"Flack what we got?" Mac came hurrying though the tape, "We got a hell of a night tonight Mac, six DOA, when it rains it pours doesn't it?" Glancing at the three visable bodies he looked back to a helpless Flack who yearly shrugged Danny was gone, and Lindsey was out sick. With only three left they were drawing, "Were going to need a miracle here…" Stella said looking around at the mess.
"Ask and you shall receive," Don recognized that voice anywhere turning a smile lit up his face, Danny. The compact CSI came striding through the tape in full combat mode, he was still dressed from his field ex. Mac smiling turned as well, "How did you know we needed you?" Danny got his case from the back of the truck, "Was headed home when I heard the call come over the radio, asked the boys to make a detour and drop me off here. Just let me stow my kit and I'm all your Mac." Nodding Mac glanced back at the mess they were in. "Hup two solider!" Saluting smartly Danny grabbed his rucksack headed for the vehicles Don followed.
Opening the back of the SUV Don waited till Danny had set his stuff down. As soon as it was settled the marine found himself with an armful of excited Detective who was smothering him with kisses. "Missed you…." He whispered between kissing his mouth and neck. Chuckling slightly he hugged the taller man. "Missed you to love, been a long week." Breaking away slightly Don nuzzled his neck, "Have I told you how incredibly hot you look in uniform." Laughing now he kissed Don back, "Oh yeah? You should see me when I'm clean and in uniform. Instead of having lived in these same cloths all week and living in a hole with three other guys." Leaning back Don arched an eyebrow, "Hey what happened in the fox hole stays in the fox hole." Giving him one last kiss Don broke away, "Ok, I believe you, but now you got a crime scene to go CSI. I have witnesses to interview." Nodding Danny gave Don's butt and little slap on the way by, winking as the taller man squeaked. They cast one more longing look before they separated heading out to do their perspective jobs.
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Flack was doing his favorite thing in the world, Danny watching. He was sitting outside the labs waiting for Stella, and across the way Danny was busily running some trace or something through things. Don chuckled he was still in uniform, not having had time to change yet. He had stripped down to his t-shirt, and was wearing his lab coat, but done could still see his cameo pants and boots, tucked in properly. He was also well aware of the looks his boyfriend was getting. Though Danny maybe obvious he saw the speculative glances coming form the women, but some of the men as well. The only good thing was Danny's rather standoffish attitude tended to deter people from trying to put the moves on him. He dreamily smiled, as soon as this was done he could be home and then…well then they would see where the night goes.
Danny registered a rather dreamy looking Don staring at him through the lab windows. Giving him a smile Danny waved turning back to his trace. Wanting to get it done, and be home in bed with Don. While he'd been on his exercise, he'd met up with a lot of his boys. The marine's had a rather strict don't ask don't tell policy but Danny had no secrets from these men. Especially when they'd seen him as often as possible texting someone. Which had turned into who's the lucky girl who finally captured Captain Messer's attention. Which had led to Danny squaring his shoulders and telling them it was actually a man. There had been a brief pause before Sergeant Macallian asked, "Well is he cute?" which had lead to a tumble of more questions which Danny had dodged rather well he thought but the boys had been happy for him, Captain Messer was Captain Messer he'd gotten them through five tours alive and they weren't about to disown him because of whom he loved. Danny had smiled at that, but inevitably had lead to the question who was pitching and who was catching. Danny hadn't said a word but the consensus had been Danny was topping for sure. Unfortunately didn't really understand what they had been talking about seeing as they had yet to even see each other naked, but he'd die a thousand times over before he told those guys that.
Finishing up his work and turning to see if Don was still there, he sighed a little disappointed. He must have had to take off, ah well, Danny headed off to hand in his report to Mac. "Nice work Danny, this is gonna nail the bastard." Nodding Danny grinned Mac was always jovial when they were about to nail someone. "How was your field ex?" Grinning Danny held of three fingers, "Three clean kills." Mac seemed thoughtful, "Sniper ex?" Nodding again Danny gave him a wave, "Going to go have a quick shower while you wrap this up." Mac grace him a pat on the back, "Enjoy you've earned it." Nodding Danny headed off to the lockers; a hot shower was just what he needed.
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Don was unbelievably tired they had got him finally; damn near had to beat the confession out of him. He had been more then willing to lie down said beating as it was keeping him from his Danny even longer then he wanted. Now they had finished up ad he was more then ready to head home with his marine. All he had to do now was find him, Mac said he had been on his way to the shower last he'd seen of him. The locker room had fielded nothing, so his next best bet…"Where the food is," chuckling he headed for the break room. Don had never in his life met someone who could eat so much. He got to the door and sure enough there he was, and if Danny had looked hot in his uniform he was absolutely to die for in his casual cloths. Don watched the way the muscle bunched and move under his tight black tee. His jeans were faded and ripped in the knees; his chuck Taylor had seen better days.
Whatever he was looking at on the laptop screen has him completely engrossed; his glasses reflected the screen as he idly scratched his chin. Deciding he'd had enough of watching he leaned in the room. "Hey there sexy can I take you home?" Looking at the door, Danny smiled closing the laptop. "Anytime love, anytime."
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Danny had just set his bags down at the front door when Don was on him. Their kisses were furious, and hot. Danny was running his hand all over Don pushing his coat off, going for his tie. They parted briefly and there was a little hectic shuffling as the got there shoes off, Don done first made his running for the bedroom laughing he heard a muffled curse and thump but then Danny was hot on his heels tackling them as they fell into bed.
Still laughing Don looked up at Danny straddling his wait kissing him everywhere he could reach. Tonight was different Don could tell, tonight the passion was intense and hot scalding and fierce. It felt so good so right… he could feel Danny unbuttoning his shirt, pulling out. The shirt was throwing aside, and Don suddenly felt very exposed; he froze as he felt Danny's hands on the hem of his undershirt. Danny immediately felt his lover pull back, halting his actions he leaned leisurely kissing the taller man. Exploring every nuance of his lips and mouth before pulling back, "What is it love?" he said against kiss swollen lips, languring in the feeling of Danny's mouth he registered the question. His hands went to his stomach automatically feeling the raised flesh of his scars through the thin material. Kissing his neck, Danny nuzzled the warm skin reveling in the scent of old spice, and something that was uniquely Don. "The scars?" he whispered, against the sensitive flesh electing shivers from the man beneath him.
He felt Don nod breathlessly, panting one last kiss on that strong jaw. Rearing back Danny held Don's gaze, as he very slowly, very deliberately removed his t-shirt Don had never seen Danny with his shirt off now that he thought of it. They both wore t-shirts and boxers to bed. For the first time he was seeing what taunted him from beneath the tight shirt. It was acres of bronze skin taught against muscle, but then he noticed something else. Danny was point to a long scar across his abdomen, "Shrapnel injury sustained first tour of duty, IED looked like a doll." He said clinically he pointed to several other scars in the same vicinity. He pointed to a puckered scar near his shoulder on his right side, "Bullet through-and-through sustained third tour." He pointed to more scars running along the inside of his arms, his forearms, the base of his neck, "Fire rescue, building was collapsing around my head, sustained fourth tour." Don looked like he wanted to cry, finally he turned and there was a large vertical scar running from his left shoulder blade arching down to end just below his ribcage on his right side. "Stabbing, sustained end of fourth tour."
Unable to bear any more Flack sat up hugging Danny from behind, kissing him everywhere his mouth could reach. Including down the long silvery scar line. Shuddering Danny leaned his head back against Don's shoulder. "Do you love me less? Does my body disgust you?" Danny asked quietly, Don shook his head violently; "No never, your so good looking…" he trailed off, realizing what he'd been getting at. That slow sexy grin was back, and Don couldn't help but laugh. Quick as a wink he had his undershirt off and naked skin met naked skin for the first time. Both mean groaned. It was unbearable Danny's erection was straining against his jeans painfully, and he could feel Don's against the small of his back
Flipping them Danny once more had Don on his back, kissing his neck he began to move lower kissing his collarbone, moving across his chest. Pausing at his nipple to tease the small bud, making the other hiss in pleasure. Moving lower he gently kissed the scars across Don's abdomen, moving down to the top of his pants. He unbuckled the belt, and finished undoing the pants before pulling them off all together. Arching an eyebrow Danny grinned, boxer briefs never looked so good. Blushing Don nervously watched Danny remove his jeans, he grinned at the military issue green boxers. It was the moment of truth, they Don for the life of him couldn't figure out why. It wasn't like Danny had anything he didn't…but he was about to see Danny naked for the first time ever.
Danny hadn't even been this nervous when he had been pinned for four hours by sniper fire. However fear was not something Danny backed away from, taking a deep breath he stripped off his boxers in one quick movement. He was not quite fully erect, and he'd never been embarrassed by his size, but as he felt Don's intense blue gaze he suddenly felt self-conscious. Don was having trouble breathing, Danny was….Danny was perfect, he was absolutely perfectly proportioned. He wasn't huge, but by no means small. His penis was circumcised, and perfect, and Don wanted to reach out and touch. He did this that; hesitantly he ran his fingers across the smooth underside, from base to tip. Danny groaned low in his throat, if he hasn't been hard before he was now. As Don slowly ran his hand up and down his shaft, reveling in every small sound the other man made. Stopping his hand, Don looked at him in surprise, "Is it bad?" Smiling the blonde man shook his head "No babe, I just want to see you." Reaching out he slowly pulled Don's briefs down over his erection. Tossing them to the side, he looked his fill. Don was a little shorter then himself, but slightly more girth, nevertheless he was beautiful. Leaning down Danny placed a kiss on one protruding hipbone, before kissing the weeping tip of Don's erection.
The gasp caught in the back of his throat as he watched that blonde head lower into his lap. It was heaven; Danny's mouth was fantastic. The CSI was trying to remember what the articles he'd been reading said, but it was increasingly difficult when the taller man above him had fisted his hands in his hair and was currently moaning and gasping in pleasure, Danny grinned around his lovers cock, so Don was a moaner…he'd store that information away. Giving one last hard suck he pulled back, leaning up to kiss his boyfriends mouth. Still panting and looking a little put out Don kissed him back tasting himself on Danny's lips. Settling himself between Don's spread legs he pulled the other man forward aligning their erections. Both man gasped in pleasure before beginning to rock together. Kissing each other everywhere they could reach, their movement speeding up becoming increasingly erratic. "Oh Danny! Danny!" Grinning against sweat soaked skin he thrust hard against his lover, "That's it, cum for me baby, cum for me." With a final gasp and low moan Don came hard, the hot white fluid coating both their stomachs. Danny wasn't far behind; with a final push he joined Don, adding to the mess.
Falling forward he rested his head against his lover, leisurely sucking the pulse point in Don's neck. With one last kiss he levered himself up to retrieve a wet cloth from the bathroom. Wiping Don off and himself he looked at the other man, who was curtly grinning for all he was worth. Chuckling Danny watched as he scooted under the covers, before turning to him and pulling back the covers in a clear invitation. Still smiling he got under, Don immediately cuddled into him. Long arms wrapped arounf his torso, long legs tangled in his, and that dark head nuzzled into his neck. They always started out this way; Danny idly rubbed the smooth arms across his chest. Placing a soft kiss on Don's forehead listing as the man's breathing eased out and his body relaxed in sleep. Smothering a yawn Danny listened to the distinct sounds of the city outside, it had been so quite out on the bush, he'd actually missed the distant sirens, and sounds of cars. Most of all he'd missed this, missed Don, missed the warm body pressed to his all night long. To have someone to wake up too, to know would be waiting for him to come home. It was new, and it was and fantastic, and Danny wouldn't have it any other way. Smiling to himself he reached out turning off the light before join his lover in the arms of Morpheus.
TBC…