A/N: Yay I updated…Can you believe it? Sorry for the wait but between the writer's block, school, and real life…I just haven't had the time. Things have settle down again so updates should be more regular. Anyhow, this one is a little more graphic then the other chapters. Just a warning and the first part occurs before Prey and the other is directly from prey. Words in bold is from that episode and does not belong to me. Enjoy!

Handcuffs

Jess paid the taxi driver before exiting his cab and began to make her tipsy way up to Don's apartment. In record time, Jess reached the fifth floor of the building to be standing outside of his door. She fumbled with the key ring that was attached to her belt loop until she got the key she needed to gain access to his place. Jess smiled to herself as she quietly cracked open the door and stepped into the quiet and dark apartment. He was home; she knew from the indecent texts she received from him and the numerous hints to call her night an early one and come over so he could do all those things to her body. Jess's body gave an involuntary shiver at the memory of those texts as she made her way into the living room. Her smiled widened when she spotted Don curled up on the couch, still in his work clothes and sound asleep. Jess understood the exhaustion he must feel.

The week had been brutal with difficult cases that would haunt them. It also had been a busy one leaving no time for the couple to be a couple. Monday they had plans to go see a movie, but that fell through when Don's shift turned into a double as he chased down and caught his killer. Tuesday was dinner plans; Jess was going to cook, but ended up being called in last minute. Wednesday there were no plans as both their shifts were opposite: him on night and her on day. Thursday came by and plans were made to watch the game together and just relax but that quickly changed when she got the Miller case; she ended up pulling an all-nighter to get the S.O.B that killed a nine year old boy; she did get the bastard. They both knew it was all part of being a cop and understood; however, understanding didn't make her miss him any less.

Tonight was Friday and again plans were made and cancelled and that was on her and had nothing to do with work. Jess hated to wake him; Don looked so peaceful but she was selfish. She leaned in and lightly placed a kiss on his lips. Don didn't stir. So she kissed him again this time adding a little force to it. Don's mouth began to twitch as he begun to respond to her sweet embrace. Keeping his eyes close he allowed her to deepen the kiss. "Hey," Don whispered as they both came up for oxygen.

"Hey," Jess smiled back.

Don scooted up so his back was resting against the arm of the couch, he reached for her and Jess moved forward slowly lowering herself onto him so she was now straddling him.

"What time is it?" Don asked giving an involuntary yawn.

"Quarter after eleven," she replied.

Don gave her a curious look. "What?" Jess giggled. "Is it past your bedtime because I can leave again if is."

"Funny and you're not moving," Don responded. "It's early for you to call it a night. Miss me or something?"

"Could be that," Jess bantered, "or I just got annoyed with my brothers so I bailed. If I was with the girls I would still be out."

"Is that so?" Don chuckled. Jess smiled and simply nodded her head. "I don't believe you. Detective," Don teased, "I think you missed me."

"I know from the reaction I'm getting sitting here….you missed me," Jess sniggered.

Don didn't comment instead he lifted his bottom effectively pushing his rock hardness against her core. Jess felt a reaction began to form inside, "I think we missed each other," Jess replied putting a sexy grin on her face before continuing her taunt in a sexy voice.

"Lucky for us, we have all night and tomorrow morning off with no one call to unmiss each other."

Don chuckled to himself as he was pretty sure unmiss wasn't actually a word but he was more than willing to get reacquainted with Jess. He leaned forward planting his lips on to hers. Jess permitted his tongue access and a moan escaped her as he roamed and explored every crevice of her mouth. Jess pulled back; with ease, she slipped herself off his lap.

"Coming, Detective?" She asked with a husky tone as she bounced off towards his bedroom.

Jess didn't need to ask him for Don was right behind her; his arms finding their way around her waist before they reached their destination stopping her momentary, his lips finding their way to her soft, delicate neck. "Umm, Donnie," Jess moaned forcing herself to move and make the several footsteps needed to get into the room. Don moved in sync with her not letting her go until they were next to the bed.

Once Jess was untangled from Don's arms, she slowly slid onto the bed. Don moved about to join her when something silver on the night stand caught his attention. An enormous smirk spread across his face as a sexy idea began to form in his head. "What are you thinking?" Jess asked.

"I'm not telling," Don replied in a teasing tone as he followed her onto the bed so he was now straddling her. He discreetly stretched his hand out to grab the item from the end table.

Unfortunately, Don wasn't as subtle as he thought. "Whatever you think you are doing with those, Donnie, you're not," Jess warned but her tone was playful enough that he was still willing to try.

"With what, Jessie?" Don asked playing dumb and before Jess could respond he had her left wrist handcuffed to his headboard.

Jess smiled, "Nice work, Detective."

"I'm just that good," Don smirked. "Where's yours?" he quickly added.

"Yeah, like I'm going to tell you that," Jess replied thinking as long as she had one free hand he wouldn't be in complete control which they both knew he was for tonight anyhow. "You could always interrogate it out of me, Detective Flack." she challenged.

"Or torture it out of you," Don sputtered back locking his lips on hers once more. His palms slowly moved to the buttons found on the purple shirt Jess wore. His fingers slipped each button out of its hole. Don shivered and let out a groan against her lips at the sight of the light pink and black lace bra that was revealed to him.

"You're stunning, Jess," Don smiled being serious for a moment. No matter how many times he told her that, her cheeks always burned red.

No more words were needed at the moment. Don's lips found hers once more at the same time he slipped his left hand under one of her padded cups brushing his finger along her bare skin. The simple touch set both their bodies on fire. Jess wrapped her free arm around his neck pulling him further into her. Without breaking the steamy kiss, Don took a hold of the clasps which were located at the front and swiftly unhooked it. Since Jess was currently handcuffed to his bed he would be unable to remove the articles of clothing completely. Instead, Don pushed the material away from her breasts before bringing his hands into contact with them. Jess moaned and squirmed a little underneath him as he rolled her nipples around in his fingers arousing them into a state of hardness. Don repositioned himself so he was just a little bit further back for better access. He gripped each breast in his hand and began to slowly massage each one in his hands; Jess's head fell back onto the pillow and her eyes closed as his touches sent pleasure throughout her veins. "So where are those cuffs?" Don asked in his cocky tone.

Jess only shook her head no. She wasn't about to give in that easy, although she sort of wanted to. "Have it your way, Detective," Don smirked as another brilliant idea popped into his head.

Jess's eyes reminded closed as he continued with one hand fondling her breast as a distraction with the other he quickly removed his tie from his neck. "Donnie," Jess whimpered when she lost all contact with him. But before Jess could realize he was up to something, Don had her right wrist bound to the headboard using his tie.

Jess's eyes were quick to flutter open. The shocked and surprised look on her face was such a turn on for him. "I don't need them now," Don chuckled. "You are at my mercy, Detective."

"Don," Jess stated.

"You want me to let you go?" Don asked. He wouldn't do anything she didn't want.

"No," Jess smiled. "But I warn you, Flack, I will get you back."

Don only laughed as his fingers found their way to her jeans button, "You know, I'm not that scared. I like it when you punish me."

Jess rolled her eyes and bucked her hips against him. Don took the hint and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Jess lifted herself up so Don could slip her pants off which he did; followed directly by the matching pink and black lace thong she wore.

Don now kneeling at the bottom of the bed placed his palm onto the inside of her right leg and with a turtle pace traveled up to her inner thigh. Don could feel Jess wiggle from his touch. His fingers moved from her thigh to her womanhood. Jess almost jumped out of her skin as he brushed his fingers against her core. Don smiled. "Like that?" he asked.

"Fuck! Yes!" Jess confirmed.

Don moved his middle finger inside her and slowly began to thrust in and out of Jess. The firework feeling started to appear in her stomach and her toes began to curl. Don decided to add his index finger to her hole; he also sped up his thrusting motions.

Jess pulled against her restraints as the feeling started to spread through her body, she wasn't quite to the edge yet. "Would you like for me to let you go?" Don asked.

"You're going to take these off," Jess replied.

"Am I now?" Don replied. "And why would I do that, Detective? I like having you at my mercy."

"'Cause you haven't felt my hands roam down your bare chest, or felt my tongue nibbling your ear, or felt my hands wrap around your thick, hard cock in six days," Jess seductively replied. "…and you want to."

Don felt the tug in his pants as he reacted to her words. "Maybe I do," he replied. "But I'm enjoying having complete control over you." And he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her center.

"Let me go and we'll do text number three," Jess retorted knowing he wouldn't say no to that. Don's eyes almost popping out of his head at her comment proved her to be right.

Don stopped what he was doing and, without hesitating, leaned over and untied her wrist from the headboard then he got the key and uncuffed her other one. With her hands now free Jess immediately got rid of her shirt and bra tossing both items to the floor. "Come on strip," Jess ordered. "Unless you've changed your mind?"

"Not likely," Don replied sliding off the bed. Jess too slid off the bed and stood in front of Don. Her fingers slipping each button of his shirt out of the button holes; her hands took the shirt and glided the shirt over his shoulders and completely off his body. Her hands roamed down his chest to the belt of his dress pants. Jess unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slowly tugged them down over his lower body; his boxers followed suit finally freeing his erection. Jess stepped into Don's embrace; she positioned her lips on his muscular chest; placing light kisses all over. Don let out a moan of enjoyment. Then, he slipped his arms down around her waist. With ease he picked up her slender body, Jess responded by tightly wrapping her legs around his waist. Jess lifted her mouth to his neck and began to softly nibble him there; then she moved up to his ear hitting that one spot that made Don weak in the knees. He moaned again and moved back towards the bed. Don gently lowered Jess onto the bed once more. Jess scooted down towards the footboard giving Don room to lie down and to get herself partly into position.

Don too climbed back onto the bed. He moved himself up towards the headboard and lay horizontal. Jess looked Don in the eyes and took the cue that he was ready.

They were at the point now where words weren't necessary, all they had to do was follow each others' body language. Jess crawled towards Don and slowly climbed atop him and positioned herself on her stomach so that her mouth was only inches from his Johnson and her core was within reach of his mouth. Jess brought her mouth around Don's dick and began to slither her mouth up and down his length. At the same time, Don's tongue began to flick her area. Jess felt the heat build inside of her as Don moved his tongue against her nucleus; however, Jess persisted with the activities she was performing on him.

Jess's mouth continued to flow up and down his shaft. She brought her mouth up to his tip: straightening out her tongue she slowly began to lick around his head. Jess felt Don straighten his tongue, pushing it inside her beginning to push it in and out of her. Jess closed her eyes. The volcano inside her getting closer to erupting. Jess removed her mouth from Don altogether and lifted herself up on her elbows and wrapped one hand around his thick, hard cock and began to slid it up and down. Don moaned into her core; her touch was sensational on him and it was bringing the volcano in him close to erupting too. But not yet. Don pushed his tongue further into Jess then back out. He changed his motions and by flicking her slit then his tongue started to trace circles around her happy place. Jess gripped him tighter. Her mouth once more found its way around his shaft and moved all the way down letting his head hit the back of her throat; then she released him once more from her mouth with a pop. Don too released Jess from his hold.

"Fuck, Jess." Don commented.

Jess flipped herself around changing positions so she was now straddling him so they were once again facing each other. "Fuck me, Donnie," Jess pleaded, "I want you inside me now."

Jess didn't have to ask twice. Don took hold of her hips and in one easy push turned them over so he was now resting on top of her. Jess's fingers gripped him and guided him to her soaking wet entrance. With ease, Don slipped himself into her and began to rock his body back and forth propelling himself deeper and deeper into Jess. Don's lips kissed her neck before moving to her soft lips. Jess's fingers roamed their way through his hair before wrapping around his neck pulling him closer to her. Their bodies moved together grinding and bumping over and over until neither could take it anymore.

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The sun's rays snuck their way into the bedroom where the detectives were cuddled together and still sleeping. Don felt the heat on his face and slowly opened his eyes. Jess lay curled up on her side with his arm tightly wrapped around her and was still sleeping soundly. An instant smile floated across his face at the knowledge that he had all morning to spend with her. With their busy schedules, he had really missed her. And not for just the things they did last night. He missed her. Don stretched and yawned then slowly let her go and slid out from the warmth of the covers. As tempting as spending the entire morning here in his bed with her and the possibility of a repeat of last night was, Don wanted to spend his morning with her outside, just enjoying each other's company. Maybe breakfast at the Café down the street. Afterwards they could take a ride on the ferry. It would be something Jess would enjoy as she loved being on the water, Don thought running things they could do together in his mind. However, first thing Don knew he had to do was make a caffeine run to the coffee shop since he had none in his apartment and Jess would not move from her current location without any. Don quickly got dressed and headed out of the apartment.

The sound of the door closing caused Jess to stir from her deep slumber. She sleepily turned onto her back and reached for Don only to find an empty space where he should have been. Jess opened her eyes and sat up; a smile spread across her face as she assumed he was out making breakfast. Jess slipped out of the covers, grabbed his shirt from the pile of clothing that was tossed from last night and slipped it onto her body.

"I hope you're making pancakes," Jess called walking out into the kitchen. Instead of finding Don cooking, she found a note on the counter. "Gone to the coffee shop for your wake up call, be back in a few. Love, Don," Jess read the note out loud and smiled.

Jess walked back into the bedroom deciding she would take this time to freshen up a little before his return. She had a better idea for a wakeup call and this morning was Don's turn in those cuffs.

Jess just finished making sure everything she needed was in place when she heard the door open and close and Don's voice call out, "Double lattes, hot and ready."

Jess turned and headed out into the living room to greet Don, "Hey what do you do sugar in this? Or yellow." Don continued to shout placing the drinks onto his table.

Jess skidded across the floor coming up right behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I have a better idea for a wakeup call," Jess stated.

Don turned around in her arms and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her deeply and took a step forward forcing Jess to stumble back until her back was pressed firmly against the doorframe. "Coffee is going to get cold," Don remarked against her lips.

"Shut-up," Jess replied. Smiling, she turned them around and pushed Don into the bedroom and onto the bed. Jess climbed on top of him and continued kissing him.

They were both getting into the make out session when the annoying ringing sound from Don's phone began to feel the air, "That's my phone, isn't it?" Don asked between kisses.

"Mmm-hmm," Jess mumbled against his lips. "Ignore it, we're not on call."

Don really wanted to ignore it; he knew the moment he answered it their morning together would be over. But he had to get it; he was too dedicated not to.

Jess really wanted Don to ignore it; she knew the moment he answered it their morning together would be over. But he had to get it, if it was hers she would.

"Mmm, I got to get that," Don stated pulling back from her and reaching out for the phone, but Jess grabbed the cuffs and skillfully cuffed that hand to the headboard. She understood; she still didn't want him to leave.

"Don't make me cuff your other hand," Jess smirked.

"That's good work, Detective," Don replied.

Jess giggled and leaned down and placed her lips onto his once more. But the ringing just wouldn't go away. "I got to get it, Okay?" Don chuckled pulling back from her and reaching with his free hand for the phone.

Jess sighed and sat back listening to his side of the conversation, "What is it?" Jess asked once Don had hung up.

"Homicide around the corner. Some guy emailed the photo to the precinct tip line. Headquarters is forwarding it to me now." Don answered.

Jess reached for his phone as it beeped indicating he had a new email. Jess clicked and the photo of the victim popped up. Damn it, she thought. "Oh. You got to go." Jess stated untangling herself from him and releasing him from the restraints.

"I'm sorry, Jess," Don apologized as he got up from the bed. "I'll make it up to you."

Jess shrugged falling back into bed, "It's not your fault."

Don finished getting his things and walked back to her; he leaned down and kissed her once more, "I love you."

"I love you too," Jess replied.

"Okay, tonight, here…I'll cook, I'll let you cuff me again," Don smirked. "And I'm going throw text number nine out there."

This earned him a playful shove. "Tonight," Jess agreed.

Don leaned down for one more kiss for the road. "Later, Detective," he said to her before heading off to fight the monsters.

"Later, Detective," Jess replied back cuddling under the covers.

Disappointment rang in both their voices as again plans were made and cancelled. No ferry or cuffs this morning and they both really wanted to use those cuffs.