Title: Punishment
By: nancy
Pairing: Mac/Danny
Rating: NC17
Warnings: light bondage, mild D/s
Summary: Mac punishes Danny for getting too sassy.

Danny groaned as he fell onto the bed, exhausted from a too-long day. They’d gotten the guy, no doubt about it, and from what the ADA had said, it was a slam dunk case, even if the cameraman hadn’t meant to kill the vic. He wondered if it was bad that he didn’t feel sorry for the accidental killer then shrugged it off. It was easy to kill someone, easy to hurt someone, but only cowards did nothing to take responsibility. If the guy had come forward sooner, if he’d called 911, the woman would probably still be alive.

“So I hear there was more than the usual entertainment at work today.”

Smirking into the pillow for a second, Danny thought about the porn video and rolled over onto his back. Putting an arm under his head, he looked at Mac lounging against the doorframe and answered, “Maybe a little.”

Mac arched an eyebrow at him. “Oh really?”

“Well, you know. Not like I can really get into that whole straight thing, but it was pretty funny to watch,” Danny answered. Then, just to push some buttons, he continued, “Although, the guy in the home movie was in pretty good shape. I could see where she’d want to jump him.”

“Oh you could, could you?” Mac questioned, gaze narrowing at Danny.

Danny shrugged, the smirk returning, and said, “Yeah, sure.”

Mac stalked slowly to the bed as he ordered, “Get your ass out of bed and strip, Messer.”

Thrilling more than a little at the command, Danny hopped out of bed and yanked his clothes off as quickly as he could. Righting his skewed glasses when he was done, Danny licked at dry lips as Mac just stared at him. “Now what?”

“Shut your mouth.”

Danny did so more out of surprise, than anything else. The words were spoken with that casual arrogance that he’d noticed only true military men could manage. It was an abrupt reminder that the man he loved and slept with every night could torture him, kill him, and make sure that no one found his body after.

“I think you’ve been getting a little full of yourself lately, Messer,” Mac informed him. “Giving Lindsey a hard time. Talking back to me. Showing off to Sheldon.”

“So what’re you going to do about it?”

Danny’s eyes widened at his own challenge, not having meant to provoke Mac any further. Already, he wasn’t too sure of where this was heading. He’d never really seen this side of his lover before and didn’t know what might happen.

To his surprise, Mac’s lips twisted into a wry grin and he observed, “Definitely too full of yourself. Get back on the bed, on your stomach, and spread your arms and legs. Now.”

Danny hurried to obey, stomach clenched in unexpected lust and a hint of fear at the steel in the other man’s voice. Once he was sprawled over the bed, he waited, but Mac didn’t do anything for a few minutes. Just when he was about to question what was going on, the bed dipped and Mac straddled his ass, bare skin touching his and telling him that Mac had stripped off while he was just lying on the bed.

“I’ve been wondering what to do about this new attitude of yours for a while now,” Mac stated.

Danny damned himself further by practically taunting, “Oh yeah? So what.”

Fingers laced into his hair, painfully tight, and his head was yanked to the side as Mac leaned close and murmured, “So now I know exactly what to do about that smart mouth of yours.”

Without further warning, a ball-gag was pushed against his lips. Danny stiffened in surprise, but it wasn’t forced in, just held there. That told him this was entirely up to him, no matter what Mac’s attitude was so far, and he relaxed, opening his mouth to take in the rubber.

“Now you can make as much noise as you want, and I don’t really have to listen to it. And that doesn’t come out when we’re done here, by the way. You keep that in place until I say otherwise.”

Danny grimaced around the foreign thing in his mouth, but didn’t bother making any real protest. It wasn’t too big or awkward, and actually, it was kind of nice to have something to suck on. What that said about him, he wasn’t real sure he wanted to know.

“As for the rest of it,” Mac continued. “I think you need to be punished for all of these infractions. I’m certainly not going to tolerate it from here on out.”

Before Danny could figure out what ‘punishment’ really meant, Mac began kissing his way down Danny’s spine. He shivered at the light contact, then goose bumps erupted as Mac’s tongue slid slow and warm over the base of it and into the crack of his ass. He moaned when he was invaded by the talented tongue, sensations running all through him at the too-intimate caress. This wasn’t something they’d done before, but Danny was damn sure he could get used to it. He was hard and aching a few minutes later when Mac stopped teasing him and rolled him onto his back.

“Isn’t that a pretty sight,” Mac murmured, rearranging himself between Danny’s legs. “Grab hold of the headboards and don’t let go or you’ll really regret it.”

Arching up into the mouth on his cock, Danny held tight to the headboard. Mac was so good at giving head that Danny usually came in minutes. This time, though, the punishment became all-too-apparent when a ring clicked in place around his shaft and Mac pulled off entirely, licking the precome from his lips. Groaning in need around the gag, Danny tried to convey an apology, if only so he could come, but Mac just grinned at him.

Mac knelt back and started stroking himself, his grin evil and teasing as he said, “All you can do is watch me, Messer. I’m going to come so hard all over you, and you’re going to just lie there and wish it was you, aren’t you?”

Danny nodded in agreement, and wiggled his hips a little, hoping in vain for some mercy. He watched as Mac jerked himself off, alternating slow and fast, and playing with his balls. It was an incredible sight and all Danny wanted to do was join in. He wanted to suck his lover off and swallow him down. He wanted to spread his legs and feel the other man’s cock driving hard and deep into him. Anything would be better than just watching helplessly as Mac got himself off.

Deprivation as punishment. Now Danny understood the complaint of husbands throughout the ages.

Mac hissed in pleasure and came, spilling over Danny’s lower abs and cock, biting his lip to keep quiet as he milked himself dry. Panting, he wiped his sticky hand through Danny’s chest hair and grinned down at him tiredly. “I think that’s a good start. Just in case the lesson hasn’t sunk in yet, though, you can stay like that the rest of the night.”

Danny groaned in need and closed his eyes thinking, It’s gonna be a long damn night.