Chapter 6

Rated M for Mmm Mmm Good

Danny was sitting at his desk running some last-minute paperwork, as this was his last day at the precinct until after the birth of his babies. He rose carefully to stand and stretch. He wobbled a bit as his swollen stomach had shifted his center of gravity, throwing his balance off. He sighed. He was a little over five months along, and was now very obviously pregnant. Running a hand over his belly, he thought ruefully of the white lab coat that he once used to hide the bulge, which now hung limply from his shoulders as it did not reach far enough to do up the clasps. He sat down again. He was exhausted and wished more than anything to go home. He begrudgingly went back to tackling his stack of files.

He'd just finished when Don entered. Don walked around Danny's desk to stand behind his chair. He wrapped his arms around Danny and rested his chin on Danny's head. His hand snaked up the front of Danny's favorite green shirt, gently running them over his swollen stomach.

"How was your day?"

Danny sighed and leaned into Don, muttering about pointless paperwork. He stopped abruptly mid-grumble, eyes wide.

"Danny what-?"

Danny cut him off by taking Don's hand from its current position and moved it down and left a bit. Don's confusion evaporated in an instant. He felt a faint, but very real thump. One of the babies... one of HIS babies kicked! Don looked at Danny and both men grinned. Don pulled Danny up and embraced him properly, though taking care not to press on their precious cargo. After a small chaste kiss, Don spoke.

"C'mon Danny let's get outta here."

Don led Danny down the front steps of the precinct. Danny squeezed Don's hand in gratitude when he noticed that Don had thought to pull the car out front. Don squeezed back. It might seem overly protective, but as far as he was concerned, he wasn't going to jeopardize his lover's or his babies' lives on a long walk through a busy parking lot.

After a quiet ride home, Don parked in front of their apartment. Once they'd arrived at their rooms, Danny kicked off his shoes at the door and made a beeline for the bedroom, shedding his outer clothes as he went. Don came in a minute later to find Danny already asleep, the long day taking its toll. He smiled slightly as he stripped. Danny looked so innocent in sleep. Don climbed in next to Danny. He lay a protective arm over him, closed his eyes and smirked at the thought of what was in store for Danny tomorrow.

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The first thing Danny noticed when he woke was that he had a raging hard on. The next thing he noticed was a hot, wet mouth doing absolutely sinful things to said hard on. Opening his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of Don's headed bobbing up and down between his legs. He moaned and thrust up into Don's mouth, who accepted him eagerly. Don moaned around Danny, the vibrations sending him over the edge, screaming his release. Don hungrily accepted his lover's seed. He finished himself off with a few, quick strokes of his hand, his own seed covering his stomach. Carefully, he straddled Danny's thighs and rest his weight on his hands, positioned on either side of his lover's head. Bending down, he kissed Danny. Danny leaned into the kiss, parting his lips to allow Don entrance. He could taste himself on Don's tongue.

When they broke apart Danny mumbled, "Good morning to you too."

"More like afternoon."

Danny turned his head to catch a glimpse of the alarm clock and was surprised to note that it was indeed nearing 2 PM. With one more kiss, Don got up and left Danny with instructions not to move. He returned bearing a tray. Danny's eyes lit up when on top of the tray he spied a large quantity of his favorite pancakes covered in copious amounts of syrup, whip cream, and strawberries. Overall, both men would agree that breakfast was a very delicious affair.

The rest of the afternoon was spent lazily watching movies and just enjoying being close (as Danny would never confess to snuggling). When the most recent movie's credits began to roll, Don grinned and thought, 'Now part two begins...'

He tugged Danny up and led him into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water and helped Danny out of his clothes. Danny stepped under the spray, letting the water roll over him. The sight of Danny standing there head thrown back, eyes closed in contentment made Don's heart speed up. He stepped into the shower as well, closing the door. His arms folded around the shorter man, pressing their bodies together. Tendrils of heat sparked from where they touched. They kissed gently, without rush, filled with tenderness and love. Slowly they broke apart.

Don reached for the shampoo, lathering it in his hands, then running them through Danny's hair. He massaged the scalp while placing kisses along his neck and shoulders. Danny stepped under the spray while Don took care of his own hair. Then Don gathered soap in his hands and guided them around his lover's smooth skin, gliding over his shoulders and arms. Don continued down to Danny's toned pecs, stopping only momentarily to play with the pink nubs. Don's hands continued the gentle journey over his lover's rounded belly and lower, down to the legs and feet. Turning him, Don worked the soap across Danny's back and lower over the smooth globes of flesh. This time, he allowed Danny to repeat the motions on his body, even though the younger man couldn't reach past Don's hips.

They rinsed off just as the water was cooling. Shutting off the water, Don helped Danny out over the edge of the tub. He grabbed two towels and dried himself, then Danny. He moved the soft fabric over Danny's skin while nibbling on a ticklish spot on Danny's neck. When he was satisfied that Danny was dry he abandoned his neck and claimed his lips.

"Why are you doing all this?" Danny whispered into the kiss.

Don pulled away and smiled softly, "Because I can. And because I love you."

It was seldom that those words were affirmed aloud, though it wasn't because they weren't true. The truth staring at him from those blue eyes; the love behind the words made tears prick at the corners of Danny's eyes.

"I love you too."

The words were whispered but they seemed to echo as if they had been yelled. Both men smiled and met for a slow, searing kiss. Don's hand happened to be in the right place and he was able to feel it as well. A small fluttering feeling from one of the babies seemed to be a sign that they could sense their parents' emotions. Danny smiled into Don's lips and brought his head down to rest in the small hollow between Don's chin and chest. They stood there like that for what seemed like hours before Don kissed Danny on the head.

"C'mon. I'm not finished with you yet."

He steered Danny onto the bed and had him lie on his side facing away from him. He pulled a bottle of scented oil from the nightside. Uncapping it, he poured a generous amount into his hands, letting it warm a bit before beginning to work it into Danny's neck and back.
Danny jumped slightly at the feeling of a cool liquid being applied warm skin. He quickly relaxed under the ministrations of his lover's skilled hands. He felt the all tension melt away as well as any aches from supporting the babies. He couldn't help the moans of pure pleasure that escaped from his mouth.

Every moan from his lover sent blood rushing to his groin. The feel of the younger man beneath his hands; the loving connection that they shared that embodied itself in a warmth like sunshine on a summer day. He thanked God for this moment, these feelings. He helped Danny turn over on his back and moved to the end of the bed. He began to work on his legs, taking special care around the joints.

Danny closed his eyes. Don had amazing hands. Those hands were creeping up his legs, tantalizingly close to a certain part of his anatomy that was drawing blood from the rest of his body. He rolled his hips, trying to brush himself against Don's hand.

"Not yet," came Don's voice. He placed a kiss on Danny's hip. "Trust me, relax."

Don continued upward, ignoring Danny's weeping erection. He moved his slick hands over Danny's belly, not really massaging. Just a feather light touch, almost tickling. He pushed the pads of his thumbs into the younger man's strong pectoral muscles, alternating pressure. He placed a kiss on one of the stubs, causing it to harden. He continued to work down Danny's arms and hands. Finally, he placed his hands on Danny's temples, using his thumbs to relax the muscles around his eyes and jaw. He placed a kiss on Danny's lower lip, biting gently. After a minute he pulled away.

Danny whimpered a bit at the loss of contact. A warm hand settled on his leg and he gasped as one slick digit entered him without any resistance. He moaned as the finger began to move, stretching him. A second finger was added. He tried to move his hips to take them deeper, but Don had a hold of his hip. He let out a small frustrated noise.

"Shhh. Relax." Don said, rubbing the tan skin of Danny's side.

Don pulled out and heard Danny mewl at the emptiness. He slid a pillow under Danny to support his back. He slid his fingers back into Danny, three this time, searching. He heard Danny moan when he hit his prostate, the sound making his own member twitch.

Danny saw stars when Don found that spot in him. He felt the fingers leave to be replaced by Don's engorged member.

"Nnnn Don." Danny moaned, his relaxed body accepted the intruder to the hilt.

Don began to move slowly, but steadily. He pulled almost completely out, only to push back in at the same torturously slow speed.

This sensation was new to Danny. He was so used to a hard, fast pace to take out stress from a case, or a quickie in the locker room. The slow speed and precisely timed strokes drove him crazy with need. He gasped again when Don found his prostate again.

Don changed his angle so he could hit that sweet spot over and over. He picked up the pace ever so slightly.

Each thrust caused mini-lightning bolts to race through Danny's mind. He felt Don lean over him to capture his lips. With one last thrust, he felt himself screaming his lover's name with his release.

Danny's release caused his muscles to contract around Don, in turn causing him to spill his own seed inside Danny. He felt Danny's seed splatter his stomach as his lover called his name against his lips.

"Mmm," Don moaned, breathing hard.

He gathered his strength to pull out and carefully rolled off of Danny without putting weight on him. On weak legs, he snatched a towel from the closet and began to clean Danny and himself off. Tossing the towel to the floor, he climbed into his spot next to Danny and gathered the sex-dazed man into his arms.

Danny's brain had stopped functioning, leaving him in a haze of pure bliss. Tingles of pleasure radiated to his limbs. He was vaguely aware of being pulled into Don's arms.

"Mmn I... love you." Danny mumbled, semi-coherently.

Don merely responded with a kiss on his forehead and tightened his embrace. He watched Danny's eyes flutter closed.

"Happy Birthday Danny."

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed that. This is my first lemon so feed-back (preferably positive ) would be great! No idea when my next muse will come. Thanks to my patient readers who put up with my ADD posting habits. And majors thanks to my beta Blackbeltkunoichi who puts up with my commas (or lack thereof), bad spelling, and every other grammatical issue known to man (my writing's been known to contain them all).