| Patterns
I. The first time I hit him, it took me by surprise. The day had been long and hard and I wasn�t in the mood for Danny�s smirking humor. It wasn�t a conscious thought. One moment he was cracking wise and the next my hand was connecting with his cheek. His eyes had gone wide with shook; I imagine mine were the same. I apologized instantly, I hadn�t meant to hit him, I raised my hand slowly caress his reddened skin. I buried my face quickly into the croak of his neck. The slight heat of his face against my hand had given me a thrill. II. I was planning the second time the whole ride home. I had wanted to hit him plenty of times during the last three months. I knew I had to wait though. Give him enough time to forget about the first incidence. We had lost our missing person, so I knew he would be babbling incessantly. Danny is so predictable. I stayed silent the whole way home and Danny can�t stand silence. I just let him talk and fuel my fire until I snapped. I grabbed his arm hard, twisting it in my grip before slamming him against the wall. The thud he made when he hit was gratifying. Not as gratifying as the little shiver that ran through his body when I whispered in his ear. I gave him a little extra shove as I made my way into the bathroom. That shiver and the image of his wide shocked eyes was all I needed to reach completion in the shower. The flinch he gave when I grabbed him the next day was so satisfying; I couldn�t help myself from doing it again and again. III. The next time was a test. I needed to know how much he would take. We had spent the evening together, doing nothing, just enjoying each other. I love Danny. He�s funny, intelligent, loyal and oh so pretty. When he went into the kitchen I knew I had to form a plan quickly. The urge to bruise him had been overwhelming me for the last week. I didn�t want to drive him away, but something needed to be done. I walked over to the window and waited. I felt him come into the room; the pause in his step and the slight quickening in his breath was enough. As soon as he started speaking I was moving. I hit him a little harder than I had planned. He went down instantly. He peered up at me through tear-rimmed eyes and I had to leave immediately before the urge to hit him again overcame me. I went into the bedroom and waited. Either he was going to storm out of our home or he was going to come and confront me. I waited and waited. After an hour I could wait no more. I found him curled up on the floor sleeping. His arm protecting his tender stomach and I hardened instantly. I gently woke him and took him into our room. I undressed him slowly, taking my time kissing down his body. The bruise was beautiful against his skin. I kissed it reverently and begged him never to leave me. When I came inside his hot pliant body that night, I knew I could never let him go. IV. I was on him as soon as he walked in the door. The sound of my fist connecting with his face was exhilarating. He tried to defend himself, but my next punch landed easily. Once he was down it was all over. A couple of well placed kicks and my blood was hot. Looking at him kneeling before me was more than I could resist. I shoved my cock down his throat before the thought has completely left my mind. I could see the split instant of defiance that flashed through his eyes before the copulation occurred. For a brief moment I was disappointed, the first and last time he had tried to resist was a very fond memory. One I wouldn�t have minded repeating. I pressed all the way down his throat until his nose was buried in my pubic hair. He was breathing hard through his nose and working intensely to keep his gag reflex down. He was also working hard on getting me off. His tongue doing things that only Danny could do. I considered prolonging his agony, but his throat is tight and his mouth so deliciously hot. The moan pushed me over, as he had intended, I felt it all the way up my spine, one erratic thrust and I was coming down his throat. He swallowed it all, because Danny knows how to please. I contemplated fucking him right there in the hallway but decided I had pushed him enough. Knowing how far to push is really important. The next day I knew I had made the correct decision. It was going to be so much more satisfying to fuck him after watching him side step the rest of the team�s questions. The shame and humiliation he tried to hide from me all day was unbearably arousing. V. Sending him to the hospital was never part of the plan. Sometimes my emotions just get away from me. Of course Sam is hovering. She�s becoming a real problem. I know she suspects, but I�m not too worried. Danny will never admit to anything. I have to admit, the last month has been pretty bad. Danny can�t even keep up his cocky attitude in the office. His trademark smirk and his quick wit have dissipated. I�ve been riding him too hard, I need to pull back a little. It�s not fun if I completely break him. Sam is still badgering Danny. I�ve been watching through the window of hospital room for the last ten minutes. She�s making him nervous. His hands are twisting around his blanket and he refuses to meet her eyes. I�m going to have to go in and stop this, before she gives him any ideas. Yes, Sam is proving to be tiresome. Going after Danny in that alley wasn�t a smart move. When I found out he was off following a lead alone, it had pissed me off. He was putting himself in danger being out there by himself. At first I just went out there to make sure he was safe. The fear in his eyes when he caught sight of me, spurned me on. I just couldn�t resist making that fear a reality. It was his fault for looking so vulnerable. He knows that�s my weakness. The door suddenly jerks open and Sam is glaring at me, the fury on her face is amusing. �I know you did this and I�m going to prove it.� �I have no idea what you�re talking about.� I can barely control my snicker at the glower she throws my way. �You�re not going to get away with this, Danny will come to his senses and leave you.� Her furious indignation is kind of hot. I wish I had seen more of it when we were together. �Danny will never leave me. Delude yourself all you want Samantha.� I push past her to enter the room. It�s time to pay my partner a visit. VI. A week after Danny got out of the hospital Jack calls me into his office. He tells me he that he�s going to have me transferred out of New York. I stay calm, I�m very proud of myself. I ask him why just to piss him off. �We all know what�s going on Martin. Please don�t make this harder on any of us. Just leave peacefully. Just leave him alone.� Jack pleads. I know it�s killing him to play nice with me, but without Danny they have no case against me. �Fine. I�ll leave. If I hear any rumors or talk, you will all regret it. Do we understand each other?� I�m really sticking it to him, but at this point there is nothing he can do. I leave the office without clearing off my desk. I know he has someone following me, making sure I don�t stop to see Danny on my way out of town. It takes a little time before I�m able to ditch my tail. There is an unmarked car sitting outside our home, but I�ve been doing this for too many years to get caught. Danny is sleeping on the couch where I had left him this morning. The light on the answering machine is flashing, but I had drugged Danny up this morning before leaving. He�s still sleeping peacefully when I strike the first blow. His beautiful brown eyes widen in shock. It is my favorite look on him. I beat him black and blue; it�s very disappointing to me that I�m going to miss all the beautiful bruises that will form on his skin. His mouth opens on a scream when I entered him a scream that I am denied hearing. His eyes glaze over with every thrust. It made me wonder why I had never fucked him like this before. God, he�s so pretty. The kick to the ribs is probably overkill, but hearing the ribs crack is satisfying. I make the call to 911 when I�m about a mile away. The next call I make was to my father. He would take care of everything, he always did. As I board the plane to D.C., I wonder how long I should wait. How long before Danny feels safe again. Six months? A year? When would he stop looking over his shoulder waiting for me? I�m not sure how long I can wait before reminding him that he will always belongs to me. The End |