One Wild Night

Prompt #025 Strangers

By: Kuroi Neko-kun (lino_en_kuldes)

Summary: It had been awhile since Mac went to a club

Disclaimer: CSI: Miami and CSI: New York characters I don’t own… Got that?

Warning: Slash… Don’t like? What are you doing here?

Rating: FRAO

Beta:

A/N: A present for Bonni/Sylum’s Mac. Because she asked me why I’m pairing Danny with everyone else but Mac.

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It had been awhile since Mac went to a club. The last time he entered a club that wasn’t a crime scene or harassing a suspect was when he was still in the corps. He just had to agree to Horatio’s invitation to the Straight Jacket. Now he was sitting at the bar while Horatio had disappeared into the crowds. He only spotted the redhead in the arms of a dark haired younger man before he lost sight of him.

Mac sighed and wondered why he agreed to come here. He only remembered Stella’s insistence that he needed to have a good time and Horatio overhearing it. He knew his colleagues ganged up on him and he had no way out of it. He just had to wait till Horatio found him again. Mac nursed his scotch.

“Excuse me, sir.” He looked up to the bartender who gave him another glass of scotch. “Compliments of Danny Messer.” Mac stared at the drink before turning back to the bartender.

“Who?” he asked. The bartender pointed to the young man sitting across the bar. Mac followed the line of sight and saw who Danny Messer was.

Mac nearly fell over his seat. The man was beautiful with his dirty blonde hair, goatee and beautiful blue eyes. He was intrigued. Mac had to look away. There was no way in hell this man meant the drink for him.

“I think you’re mistaken…”

“No sir,” the bartender said. “He said the man in the blue suit. You’re the only one here.” Mac looked around and noticed that he was the only one in a suit at the bar. He nodded to the bartender. A moment later, Danny Messer walked up to him, occupying the empty seat beside him.

“I hope I didn’t shock you,” Danny said.

“Uh, thanks for the drink, Mr. Messer,” Mac said, not really sure what to say. After all, it had been awhile since he dated again.

“Please, just Danny,” he said, sipping his own drink. “Never seen you here before.”

“My first time here,” Mac said, smiling nervously.

“Figured that,” Danny said, “Saw you coming down with Horatio so I figured that you’re one of his colleagues.”

“That’s right, Mac Taylor,” Mac answered. Danny had casually placed a hand on his lap. Mac didn’t mind that. He was pretty much trying not to screw up talking to Danny.

“Well, he might be awhile,” Danny said as he looked around. Mac looked at his line of sight and saw the redhead, his lips seemingly to be permanently sealed on the dark haired man. Mac sighed.

“Now I’m wondering who should be the one enjoying,” he muttered.

“Hey, it’s not like you can’t either,” Danny pointed out, his hand rubbing lightly on Mac’s lap. He blinked before glancing back at Horatio. It took him two seconds to decide what to do. If tonight he was supposed to have some fun, he wasn’t going to leave until he had it.

And he was doing it in front of Horatio.

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He figured that Danny would be more than willing to participate. Claiming Danny’s mouth as they cut through the dance floor, right to the corner where Horatio had occupied himself with the handsome young man. It was a rush and he liked it.

Danny had slammed him to a wall, lips moving down to his neck, nipping. Mac moaned at the touch of his tongue. His hands snaked down Danny’s well-toned chest to his waist, resting them on his hips. Danny kissed him again, pushing Mac’s jacket off him. It fell to the floor, forgotten.

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Horatio turned to his side, realizing that Mac was in the arms of Danny Messer right beside him. He blinked.

“Lucky man,” his partner said. Horatio smirked.

“I’ll be the judge of that, Speed,” he said before claiming his mouth again.

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Danny’s hand brushed against his crotch, making Mac moan into their kiss as he arched against the touch. Danny broke the kiss, looking at him with lust filled eyes. He leaned into Mac, their clothed erections rubbing against each other.

The younger man nipped his earlobe and whispered in his ear. “You like that?” Mac nodded, not trusting his own voice. Before he knew it, Danny had undone his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. He moved down, swallowing Mac’s hard length. Mac let out a moan, running his hands into Danny’s hair as the younger man sucked him whole. He pushed into Danny’s mouth, throwing his head back.

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Horatio was completely enthralled by this display. Mac was being given a blowjob in front of everyone. Horatio never thought Mac was capable of public sex. And public sex with someone he just met was… indescribable. Nevertheless, it was hot. Both men couldn’t keep their eyes off the new couple. Horatio just pecked Speed on the cheek.

“To be continued,” he whispered.

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With a final thrust, Mac came into Danny’s mouth, nearly screaming his new lover’s name. Once he released, Mac slumped against the wall, panting hard. He turned to Danny who was wiping his mouth before he stood up.

“God, that was…” Danny mumbled.

Mac blushed. Danny kissed him again.

“I guess I should repay you,” Mac said. Danny just shook his head before leaning in.

“Don’t bother. I came in my pants. You’re just that hot,” he whispered in Mac’s ear, making the blood rush in the other man’s face.

“I really don’t know what to say,” Mac said.

“Come here again,” Danny whispered. “I’ll be here.”

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“You’re kidding,” Stella said, completely shocked as Horatio relayed last night’s events in detail. Their coffees were currently being abandoned.

“If it could tear me away from Speed, I wouldn’t talk about it,” Horatio said.

Stella nodded. “That hot huh?”

Horatio sighed. “Yeah. I am not going to see him the same way again.”

“I can, just with a smile,” Stella said. “So you think he’s going back?”

“I don’t doubt it, Stella,” the redhead said, smirking.

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Mac sat at the bar again, this time scanning Straight Jacket for signs of the hot young blonde. He spotted him dancing with Horatio’s partner. He found out that the man’s name was Tim Speedle but he was called Speed. He watched them stop dancing and moving to seat at the lounge area. Mac turned to the bartender and handed him a hundred dollar bill.

“Drinks, for those two gentlemen over there,” he said.

“Sure thing, Mac,” the bartender said. Mac just smiled and waited.

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End