Title: Watching
By: nancy
Pairing: Danny/Mac
Rating: NC-18
Warnings: threesome, discipline
Summary: Mac likes to watch.

Mac liked to watch. His keen sense of observation was well known, of course, but it extended beyond the lab. He’d always been a visual person, his imagination making it easy to picture exactly how things did, or should, look in his mind, no matter how many pieces the object might be in. He’d enjoyed television and movies as a kid and young adult as well as any natural scene outside his window.

One of the scenes he liked best, though, played out in front of him on the large bed he shared with his two lovers. Danny lay bound and naked to the headboard with leather cuffs, arms stretched above his head so that his back arched a bit. Don knelt on the bed, also nude, straddled over Danny as his hands slid up and down the lithe torso, massaging oil into the defined chest.

Mac’s cock throbbed pleasantly as he took in Danny’s slight squirm when Don paused to tweak his nipples. They’d been at it since before Mac had gotten home to find them already in bed, both men wearing cockrings around turgid dicks. Danny was being punished for not calling either of them the night before to let them know he wouldn’t be home, having caught a break in his case. He often forgot that there were two people who very much wanted and needed to know that he was okay.

Don took care of punishment unless Danny’s actions, or lack thereof, caused their youngest lover harm in some way. If he didn’t call, or if he did something careless that could get him in trouble at work, or if he blew off his responsibilities around the house, Don took Danny in hand. On more serious matters, like almost not turning in a woman who’d stolen his gun, Mac stepped in. It wasn’t because he had an easier time punishing Danny, but more because Don couldn’t bring himself to inflict serious pain on Danny.

So Don punished by driving Danny insane with pleasure and then letting him hang there. Or he would spank Danny with his bare hand. Or he might even use clamps on more than just Danny’s nipples. Sometimes, if it was bad enough, he would do all three. Mac was guessing that tonight would be denial, given how gentle Don’s caresses were at the moment.

Sitting back on his knees, Don wrapped a hand around Danny’s cock and stroked it only upwards, pulling his hand off to start again at the bottom. Danny’s hips lifted at the end of the motion, following for more. Don’s other hand reached below to rub and squeeze at Danny’s balls, the sight of which had Mac rubbing his own dick through his dress pants.

“What do you think, Mac? He primed enough?” Don asked, glancing over at him.

Mac’s gaze slid down the sweat and oil slicked body, Danny’s chest rising and falling rapidly. The light in the room shone off his golden skin, making it seem to glow, and the nipples were visibly hard peaks. Feeling distinctly evil, he shook his head and suggested, “Vibrator?”

Don perked up and agreed, “Oh, hell yeah! That’s a great idea!” before hopping nimbly off the bed.

Danny’s moan was positively wretched and certainly pathetic, probably in anticipation.

Mac chuckled to himself and took the opportunity to unbutton and unzip his pants while Don retrieved one of their larger vibrators. He pulled his cock through the slit in his boxers and stroked himself a few times.

Danny must have heard the sound because he looked over to where Mac sat in the comfortable chair to the side. Licking his lips, he begged, “Please, please let me come, Mac! He’s evil! He’s had me like this for over an hour!”

Smirking a little, Mac countered easily, “Next time, you’ll remember to call then, won’t you?”

Groaning, Danny thumped his head against the pillow.

Don climbed back on the bed and, having already slicked the toy up with lube during that little exchange, he slowly pushed it into Danny’s ass. Mac’s gaze locked onto the spot where the fairly large vibrator entered his lover’s hole. Don didn’t pause, didn’t let Danny adjust as he started fucking Danny with it slow and easy. They must’ve done the prep before Mac had arrived, because it always took Danny a while to open up to penetration and neither of them would hurt him that way, especially not with punishment.

Finally, Don left the vibrator all the way inside Danny and twisted the base. Danny jerked violently in reaction, wailing in a sound that made Mac squeeze his cock so he didn’t come. Danny’s hips thrust up the moment Don’s hand wrapped around his shaft and he fucked the manmade hole, his movements ragged and desperate, but of course he couldn’t come. Panting and shaking, Danny pleaded for release even as his body continued to rut against Don’s hand.

“Don, turn it down,” Mac ordered.

Don took his hand away, prompting a colorful curse from Danny, and turned the vibrator down. Light blue eyes mat Mac’s and he asked, “You about ready now?”

Arching an eyebrow back at his lover, Mac countered, “Are you?”

“Oh, yeah,” Don confirmed, licking his lower lip. “Get your ass over here and fuck me.”

Mac pushed up and off the chair, stalking to the bed and then climbing on it. He moved Don into position on his hands and knees over Danny. Grabbing the lube from the bed, he squirted some on his fingers and pushed two into Don, finding the way already prepared.

Don glanced back at him with a grin and said, “I used Danny a little earlier.”

“Ah,” Mac murmured, grinning back with a headshake.

He slicked up anyhow and then pushed into his lover’s body, groaning at the tight heat clamping around his dick. Mac went slow, teasing Don in an echo of how Danny had been teased, but not for long. They were both too hot for it. All of them, really, but Mac wouldn’t interfere with Don’s choice of punishment. Danny might not get to come at all that night, depending on how much Don felt like inflicting on their other lover. Since it was far from the first time it had happened, Mac had no idea how long Don would let it go on.

His hands roamed Don’s long, muscled back, squeezing and then settled on the man’s hips, using them as a counterweight to his thrusts. Mac groaned as he picked up speed, fucking Don hard and fast as need coursed through him. His buckle clanked in response to his movements and he grinned at Don’s chest-deep moan, knowing his kink for Mac fucking him partially or fully clothed. From the grunts and soft groans of pleasure, he knew Don was close, too.

He reached below and undid the cockring, tossing it aside as he ordered, “Come, Don, come on Danny. Show him what he’s missing!”

Don’s legs slid apart a little and his grip on the bedspread went white-knuckled as he cried out loudly, shuddering violently beneath Mac. The pressure on his own cock sent jolts of need and pleasure through Mac’s entire body as his balls drew up. Don collapsed forward in a slow, controlled movement until he laid full length on Danny. Mac hunched rapidly into him then, hands gripping Don’s shoulders as he ground down, coming hard and spurting deep in his lover’s body.

Barely conscious of anything other than his release and the knowledge Danny couldn’t support both their weights for long, Mac pulled Don to the side. Breathing harshly, he relished the connection as his cock stayed lodged in place, his arms wrapping around his lanky lover’s waist.

“Fuck, that was good,” Don groaned, internal muscles squeezing and releasing intermittently. “Don’t suppose you’re up for another go?”

Mac half-grinned as he answered, “You keep that up and we’ll see.”

“Oh, come on!” Danny complained, sounding ticked and needy at once. “Please, guys, please! I swear, I will never not call ever again!”

Don chuckled and reached a hand out to tweak a nipple. “Sorry, Messer, but I just don’t believe you yet. Get some sleep, buddy. You ain’t goin’ nowhere.”

Danny groaned, but didn’t respond as Don undid the cuffs, turning his back on them the moment he could. Mac was concerned until Don hauled the younger man backwards, into his arms and Danny didn’t protest. This would be pouting Danny, someone they could easily handle with kisses and cuddles. Not that either of them would say as much and risk hurting Danny’s easily hurt pride.

Sighing in deep contentment and not a little lazy pleasure at his current circumstances, Mac said, “Night guys. Sleep well.”

Danny muttered something unintelligible, but Don answered, “Night, Mac. Feel free to have a little midnight workout, if the mood takes you.”

The squeeze on Mac’s dick left nothing to interpretation. Mac chuckled and hitched a leg over Don’s hip, driving his semi-hard dick even deeper into his lover’s body. Nuzzling at his throat, he replied, “I just might,” and slowly fell asleep to the feel of Don’s warm skin against his and Danny’s hand, when it laced with his.