Back on the Blackboard
Prompt #014 - Black
Author: Kuroi Neko-kun (livejournal: lino_en_kuldes)
Summary: Speed always imagined pinning Danny between him
and the blackboard.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the CSI franchise but I’d love to
for Christmas or my birthday!
Warning: Slash. Classroom sex. Pure smut in a short fic.
Rating: FRAO
Beta: V (verito295, Sylum’s Lucas)
A/N: I know it’s called a chalkboard but I was born and
raised at a place where it’s called a blackboard so…
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Speed always imagined pinning Danny between him and the blackboard. Pulling him into a heated kiss, pressing his body against his in need. He would clamp Danny’s hands above him, preventing them from coming between him and his prize.
The other hand would be busy unbuttoning his shirt, trailing the newly exposed skin. His touch would cause Danny to involuntarily gasp. Each touch would electrify him, causing Danny to jerk into the touches, bringing him closer to Speed. He would move down, hand brushing against Danny’s clothed erection.
Speed would look up then, smirking to a very lost Danny as he unbuckled his belt, pulls down the zipper and pushes his pants down.
In this fantasy, Danny never wore underwear. Although he personally knew that Danny would always come to work in a pair of fresh new boxers. But this was his fantasy after all. And Danny never wore an inkling of undergarments, unless he stated so.
So Danny would stand up, back against the blackboard, completely lost in passion, erection poking out of his open pants. He would blush at this point and tries to explain his own reactions. Before he could speak, Speed would take his cock whole, tongue lapping at the hard column of flesh. Danny’s breath would hitch, head thrashing from side to side as Speed would continue blowing him.
And his lover would moan for more, running a hand through his curly locks. Speed would bring him close and he would cum into the sinful mouth, Speed’s name on his lips. Swallowing the sweet nectar of his lover, Speed would look up at him. Danny would be panting, leaning against the blackboard for support, blinking as he stared down at Speed.
Though, back in reality, Speed was just glad that he was
sitting down, a desk covering his lower half so that no one could see the bulge
in his pants. He was sitting in the classroom of his earlier fantasy, waiting
for the man he was lusting for finish talking to one of his students.
As the student left, Danny turned to Speed before smiling.
And Speed smiled back, wondering if he could claim his prize this time.
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End… For Now.