happens a few episodes after Linda gets shot. Mature content up ahead*
Linda Reagan sighed contently as she received a nice back rub from her husband. She laid across his lap on her stomach, getting turned on every time his fingers lightly skidded across her skin; every time his fingers got close to her breasts.
Danny smiled as he heard his wife give contented sighs. He was trying his very best not to hurt her; he knew gun wounds hurt, and the wrong movement could send his wife to tears. That's why he retracted his hand as if he had been burned when he heard her inhale sharply.
"I'm sorry! Did I hurt'cha? I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
Linda sat up as Danny spewed apologies. She didn't mean for him to feel bad- she just got tingles when he touched her. She interrupted his apologies with a long, sexy kiss. As she continued to kiss him, she got on her knees in front of him. She rested her forehead on his forehead after she had sung her knee over his lap.
"You didn't hurt me," Linda started to kiss his face.
"Then why'd you inhale like that?"
"I was excited..." she planted kisses all along the left side of his face.
"About what?" Danny smirked as Linda stimulated him.
"'Bout you..." She said two to three words between kisses. "Touching me... I shudder... at your... touch." She necked him, pausing at his pulse. She smiled smugly as Danny's pulse quickened under her lips.
Linda moaned and bit Danny's pulse when he moved his hands to underneath her breasts.
He moved his thumbs in little circles, ever so lightly skimming the bottom of her breasts. Both their shirts were long since discarded- Danny never slept in a shirt, and Linda had taken hers off in order to get a better massage.
Linda bit Danny's neck again as he fondled her breast with his lips. He swiveled his tongue around her hard nipple, then lightly took it between his teeth.
Linda moved her hands up and down Danny's chest and back. She moaned his name as he switched to her other breast. He moved his hands down her back, and slid them between her sweat pants and her skin.
Linda gasped as Danny slid her pants down to her knees. He laid her down and pulled her pants to her ankles. She kicked them off, letting them lie at the head of the bed.
As Danny peppered Linda's torso with kisses, he slid her lacy thong down her legs. He gloated to himself as his wife moaned his name over and over again.
Linda flung her leg over Danny's waist and, with all her might, rolled them over. She left a trail of kisses on his torso as she slid his sweat pants down. She smirked and grabbed her husband through his underwear, beckoning guttural moans from his lips. She let her fingers dance across the band of his underwear before pulling it down.
Now it was Linda's turn to gloat- she was proud of herself for getting her husband turned on like that. Danny noticed she wasn't paying much attention, so he turned them around again, trapping Linda between the bed and him. He kissed his wife as he lined himself up.
Linda's screams were swallowed by Danny as he carefully made love to his wife.
Twenty minutes later, the married couple laid in bed, exhausted and contented. Linda kissed Danny's chest, "Thank you..." she laid her head over his heart, hearing it beat.
"For what?" Danny kissed Linda's head.
"For always being here when I need you. For understanding your wife's sick, sick problems. For making sweet, sweet love to me when I needed it the most. For loving me even when I hate myself. For just being you." She lifted her head and lovingly kissed his lips.
"You're welcome. Thank you for agreeing to marry me."
Linda laughed, "Best decision of my life."
Danny hugged Linda tightly. "I love you."
"I love you more."
"I love you most." He kissed his bride one more time before they both drifted off to sleep.
