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Drabbles 100 prompts 36, 37, 38, 39, 40

These five prompts form a little series.  The theme is senses: sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch.  Slashy goodness follows.

 
Title: Senses: Sight

Fandom: CSI Miami

Characters: Horatio/Speed

Prompt: #40 sight // table

Word Count: 100

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: This is slash.  If you don’t like that then don’t read any further.  You have been warned.

 

 

Speed lay very still.  The blindfold over his eyes completely blacked out his vision.  The silence in the room was deafening.  No one moved, or at least that was his impression.  His hands were cuffed to the head board of the bed and he tingled with anticipation.  He just wished he could see what Horatio was planning.  He pulled at his bonds, testing their strength.  He tried twisting his head to dislodge the blindfold just enough for a peek.  But Horatio had done a good job.  He was completely blind.  All he could do was to lie there and wait.

 

 

Title: Senses: Sound

Fandom: CSI Miami

Characters: Horatio/Speed

Prompt: #37 sound // table

Word Count: 100

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: This is slash.  If you don’t like that then don’t read any further.  You have been warned.

 

 

Speed heard a sound break the silence of the room.  The blindfold over his eyes was making his hearing more acute.  It sounded like a door opening then the footsteps of someone entering the room.  As he pulled at his bonds, he heard a chuckle.

 

“Don’t struggle, baby.  You’ll wear yourself out before I even get started,” he heard Horatio whisper.

 

A shiver ran through Speed’s body at the sound of those words and he heard himself whimper slightly.  The sound of a drawer opening and some rustling caught his attention.  He strained to hear.  The anticipation was killing him.

 

 

Title: Senses: Smell

Fandom: CSI Miami

Characters: Horatio/Speed

Prompt: #36 smell // table

Word Count: 100

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: This is slash.  If you don’t like that then don’t read any further.  You have been warned.

 

 

A scent was beginning to permeate the air of the bedroom.  Blindfolded and restrained, Speed was trying to make use of his other senses.  He tried to place the smell and inhaled deeply.  It was faintly vanilla with something else he couldn’t quite place.  After a moment he recognized the spicy scent of Horatio’s aftershave mixed with the vanilla candles that they had purchased a few days ago.  He heard a noise next to the bed and the scent grew stronger.  He found the combination of the two scents terribly arousing and again he tugged at his bonds without success.

 

 

Title: Senses: Taste

Fandom: CSI Miami

Characters: Horatio/Speed

Prompt: #39 taste // table

Word Count: 100

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: This is slash.  If you don’t like that then don’t read any further.  You have been warned.

 

 

Speed’s senses were being overwhelmed.  He was beginning to sweat.  His mouth was going dry.  He ran his tongue over his lips and tasted the saltiness of his own perspiration.  He felt the side of the mattress sink as Horatio sat next to him.

 

“Open your mouth,” he whispered seductively.  Speed took in a quick breath then complied.  He felt something on his tongue.  It was sweet and fruity.  Some sort of candy, he thought.  “Close your mouth,” Horatio ordered in that same sexy tone.  Horatio slowly moved the lollipop around his mouth.  Who knew candy could be so erotic?

 

 

Title: Senses: Touch

Fandom: CSI Miami

Characters: Horatio/Speed

Prompt: #38 touch // table

Word Count: 100

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: This is slash.  If you don’t like that then don’t read any further.  You have been warned.

 

 

Speed’s skin tingled with the first touch.  Horatio ran his hand down his neck and over his shoulders.  His eyes hidden behind a blindfold, each touch surprised him a little.  He felt fingers trail down his ribs, followed by the touch of Horatio’s lips.  Speed pulled at his bound wrists and felt Horatio smile into his skin.

 

Speed felt his lover run his fingers down his sides as his lips gently touched his abdomen.  His breath caught as Horatio brushed his hands gently over his hips causing him to arch up.

 

“Relax, baby,” Horatio whispered.  “All things in good time.”

 

 

Tags: drabbles100, horatio/speed
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