Title: Sweet Revenge part two.
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pairing: Horatio/Speed
Author: Aiden
Rating: FRAO.
Warning: slash what else, kink *grins* disability (blindness)
Beta: SRS/Silvia *hugs* Thanks a bunches.
Summary: His revenge is sweet in more ways then one.
Author's note: In this AU, H is still with CSI, but Speed is blind due
to congenital glaucoma and owns several nightclubs in Miami. This was
supposed to be just one story *headdesk* but when I started to write
my brain went haywire, so there will be more
Second note: Horatio's POV.

I enter the house and the first thing I notice is that everything is
quiet, "Speed?" I call out but he doesn't answer.

"Don't turn around," Speed's voice comes from behind me and I smile. I
just stay still, waiting for what's to come. I feel him moving behind
me, his hands start to roam over my back. A moan escapes my lips when
he starts to kiss my neck lightly.

"Don't stop," I plead.

"Shh.. Don't talk," he lays his hands on my shoulders, and before I
can react, he covers my eyes with a silk scarf. Suddenly, I'm more
handicapped then Speed, and he knows it.

He takes my hand and leads me to what I think is the bed room. "Stand
still," he whispers in my ear.

I shudder when his breath brushes over my cheek. I feel him undressing
me, first my suit jacket and shirt. He unbuckles and unzips my pants,
pushing them down with my boxers. He growls when my shoes get in the
way. Quickly, I take them off. He finishes getting me out of my pants
and boxers.

His hands start to roam over my chest, but every time I try to touch
him, he pushes my hands down, "No, not yet," he says, and I so can
imagine his wicked smile.

When he lightly strokes my already hard and throbbing cock, my breath
hitches. I feel him putting something around my cock - a cock ring. I
growl; he just snickers.

"You can come when I say you can," he replies, in a teasing voice.
Taking my hand, he has me on the bed, where he continues to stroke my
cock.

Suddenly, he stops. I hear him fumbling around till I feel something
dripping on my chest and stomach; it's wet and sticky. His hand moves
down to my belly button, and a moment later, I feel how more wet and
sticky stuff drip over me. I can tell by the smell of it that it's
honey.

I hear him put the bottle down and takes something else from the night
stand; he dips it into the honey on my chest and stomach. Pushing
something sweet on my lips, he teased. "Open up and bite." It's a
piece of apple, and my mind flashes back to the last case Calleigh and
I had.

"She told you?" I question.

"Yeah, she did," he giggled. "I'll just make your fantasy come true."

I moan, "She told you that part, too?" I can't believe she did that.
Well, it was Calleigh. I should have expected it.

"Yeah, she asked if she could watch."

"She asked what?" I ask shocked.

"Hey, it's Calleigh, what do you expect," he said a snicker escaping his lips.
I feel him slowly stroke my chest and stomach.

"Now you're all sticky; we need to fix that." He moves his tongue over
my stomach, dipping into my belly button.

I arch into the touch, not able to make a coherent sound, only moans
and growls.
He moves down till he stops just above my erected cock, "Oh, is that
all for me?" he says sweetly, stroking it, "yummy."

The moment he moves his mouth around my hard member, I loose it
completely. "Please let me come?" I beg while reaching out my hands
and grabbing his hair.

He starts to hum, moving up and down so slowly it's driving me crazy.
I know he loves this and he knows how to push my buttons, getting me
right on the edge. My cock is ready to burst. I can feel him smile
around it, before he releases it.

"You've been a bad boy, and I told you what would happen. So this is
my revenge," he says, his voice full of raw emotions.

I love this man so much it hurts.

I hear him fumble. A few moments later, his voice again fills the
room, "I'm gonna prepare you now."

I feel him insert one finger inside of me, moving in and out slowly. I
push my hips up, in silent plea, begging him to move faster. I hear
him snicker. This man is going to be the death of me. "You're killing
me here," I growl.

"Patience, my love." He inserts a second finger but doesn't move them
any faster.

I curse him silently.

He laughs. "Cursing won't help." He heard the softly spoken word. He
pulls out his fingers, a moan escaping his lips.

I smile; he is preparing himself. A moment later, I feel him slowly
entering me. He starts to move in and out, keeping the same pace as
before.

"Please faster," I beg desperately, pushing up my hips. He starts to
move his hands up and down my chest but doesn't pick up the pace.

"You are so beautiful." I hear the emotion in his voice. Suddenly, he
moves faster and harder, hitting that one spot inside my body he knows
will bring me over the edge. "Oh yeah feels so good," he pants.
Moments later, he releases his load inside of me. He removes the cock
ring and seconds later I release myself, screaming his name.

He slowly pulls out of me, and asks, "You're okay?"

"Yeah, I feel great." I feel him licking the cum off my stomach. A
moment later, he takes my mouth in a heated, searing kiss. I can
taste myself mixed in with the honey. "If this is going to be my
punishment, I want more of it."

He snickers, "Any other fantasies?"

"You're a kink whore," I reply.

He takes off my blindfold and smiles, "I didn't hear you complain."

I look down, "Mmhmm, I need a shower you want to join me?" Speed
stretches out his hand, I take it and help him up. "Where did you put
that new toy?"

"Last drawer on the left," he answers. I take it out and we both walk
towards the bathroom.

THE END.