Danny versus the Chocolate Cake
Summary: Danny + Chocolate Cake Food Pr0n
Rating: PG13 (although I guess it depends on how filthy your mind is)
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny, Martin or Without A Trace. I do however, own the ingredients needed to bake a chocolate cake. So that's probably what I'm doing while you're reading this
AN: I don't believe Martin's really lactose intolerant. He eats CHEESEBURGERS! I rest my case.
Martin is mesmerised.
Danny very rarely eats cake and when he does, he usually has a small slice on a plate and eats it using a fork. But Danny has gone three weeks without chocolate, two days without food and the only thing in Martin's fridge was a large piece of chocolate cake Martin wasn't able to finish off last night.
This is the result:
Danny: moaning orgasmically, gripping the cake with both hands, coating them in icing as he gulps the cake down, icing sticking to Danny's lips and faint stubble. At some point Danny touches his neck with his now-free hand, leaving tempting icing there too and Martin resist the urge to become a vampire.
All too quickly the cake is gone but Danny's eyes are still closed and his head is thrown back and Martin marvels at how good the chocolate icing looks on Danny's skin. It's not the icing that Martin wants to taste though.
Just then, Danny snaps open his eyes and starts licking the icing off his fingers. Slowly and thoroughly, making appreciative murmurs all the while.
When both of his hands are clean he runs a finger down his neck, collecting all the icing before sucking it off. He runs a hand over his mouth, getting all the icing off his chin before licking his palm clean.
Finally, he licks both his lips before smirking. Grinning like the cat who got the cream.
"That was good." Danny says, his voice a little husky.
Martin can't help but agree.
FIN