Title: Bound
By: boho-beata
Fandom: CSI: NY
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Rating: R to be safe.
Summary: These are too short for real summaries; they're all little drabbles revolving around that word. :)
Warnings: Random spoilers, up to and including the current season; it's all things most people would have heard though, so don't worry. :)

"Danny, I told you I wasn't into this kinky shit..." Don complained, trying to free his bound wrists from the handcuffs.

"And I told you that you shoulda stopped talking when you had the chance," Danny smirked, "Besides, a little adventure is good, Donnie boy."

"Danny, let me go," Don warned.

"No, I'm good, good night, Flacky," Danny smiled and walked away from the bed, turning the light off as he walked out of the room.

Don laid still for a minute, listening to Danny move around in his apartment... he heard the door open and close and cursed. Now he was stuck like this for the night... and maybe longer.

A couple minutes later, he thought he heard footsteps, but he couldn't see anything because it was so dark. Sighing, he brushed it off as his imagination running wild.

Then he heard a creak... right next to his bed, but it was still too dark to see. Don was getting a little bit panicky now; there could be some stranger in his home and he couldn't do anything about it.

"BOOM!" Someone yelled and pounced onto Don's chest.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Don jumped up... well he arched his back really, he couldn't jump.

The light turned on and Don could see Danny laughing his cute little ass off near the door.

"Whooo, you're such a chicken!"

Don growled and pulled at the handcuffs, "Danny, let me out."

"I will... in a minute," Danny tried to stop laughing as he walked over to Don's bed.

As soon as Danny undid the handcuffs, the tables turned; Danny was on the bed and Don was on top of him, biting at his neck and collarbone.

"Hey, hey! I got the morning shift tomorrow, come on, stop it!" Danny tried to push Don off but failed, "Crap, I'm never gunna be able to hide these..." He muttered, giving into Don.

"Shoulda thought about that before you scared the shit outta me," Don muttered back.

That night, Danny had learned his lesson... more than once.