Author: Velvetine
Rating: T
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Content Warning: mild slash
Spoilers: none
Time Period: during relationship
Word Count: 414
Disclaimer: I own nothing. too bad, though!
Take me to Mars
Don stepped out of the car, and walked around to the back to get his shopping bags out. It always amazed him how little Danny Messer could consume such large amounts of food. Better yet, how he managed not to be obese. Obese Danny, the thought was too much to bare. Flack hummed some melody in his deep tone, smiling to himself.
Boy am I gonna get laid tonight! He had brought Danny a special little gift, one that made the blonde horny and thankful. And a horny and thankful Messer was the best kind of Messer to have. Only Danny could be such a chocolate fiend.
Once inside the apartment, Don dumped the excess shopping onto the kitchen counter and called out for Danny.
"Hey, buddy. I got ya somethin' special!"
"What is it?" Danny asked walking into the kitchen with nothing but a wife beater and boxers.
"Chocolate." Don whispered seductively, to great effect. Danny's magnificent blue eyes grew larger and his eyebrows were claiming his hairline as he licked his lips. Without noticing, Don licked his pink lips, too. This is gonna be fun.
"So," Danny's eyes peered shrewdly, "where is the chocolatey goodness you speak of?"
To tease or not to tease? Don decided to stand there quietly.
"Fine. Full body search it is, then!" Danny smiled roguishly as he came entirely too close to Flack. The full body search was relatively quick and unhindered by both party's threatening erections. Danny's hands searched throughly, weaving up and down Don's lean body. Finally, upon re-inspection of Don's chest, Danny found the bar on the inside pocket of the black-haired detective's jacket. "AH HAH!"
Danny kissed Don, whose eyes were firmly shut and whose lips were curled in a cute smile. Next, he looked down at the chocolate. God, he loved chocolate.
Don felt something hard hit his forehead. "What the f, Messer?" His eyes flew open and stared at a very discontented Danny. Oh, shit! What did I do?
"Don, I HATE Mars." Danny said through a clenched jaw. "Now, take it back and go get me a Snickers. S-N-I-C-K-E-R-S."
Don laughed heartily. Boy, Danny sure was a piece of work. Grudgingly obliging, Don picked up his wallet from where it lay with the shopping bags and headed towards the door.
"You are soooo paying for this, Danny." He mumbled under his breath.
"So are you." Danny retorted, catching Don's remark, and pasting a sly, scheming smile on his handsome face.
La Fin.