Category: pwp, slash
Spoilers: nada
Disclaimers: don’t own them. Bugger. 
Rating: not for the little ones
Content Warning: slash and collars
Summary: two men and a leash
Dedication: what Widget asks for, Widget gets. Even if it’s a long time in the coming. {sic} Thanks to Emony for giving it the once over
Archiving: Yes please, just let me know so I can come and gloat. 
Notes: this is the first time I’ve tried a story like this. Let me know how I can improve! PLEASE! 

“Please?” 

Daniel squirmed a bit under the covers. “I don’t know…” 

Paul batted big green eyes and held out the item again. “You said whatever I wanted…” 

“I’d look silly.” 

Paul snuggled a little closer. “It’s just you and me here, babe. And trust me, I don’t think you’d look silly. In fact,” he nuzzled up close to an ear and almost purred. “I think you’d look hot.” 

Daniel chuckled and tentatively ran one thumb around the edge of it. “Maybe you should wear it. We could put a little bell on it and everything.” 

Paul laughed. “Meow.” He undid the clasp and slowly lifted it towards Daniel. Not meeting any resistance, he gently slipped it around his neck and refastened the buckle. “Not too tight?” 

“No. But it feels…” Daniel slipped a probing index finger up between the leather and the skin of his neck. “Different.” 

Paul smiled and leaned back slightly to admire the contrast of the black leather collar against the smooth, pale skin. “You look stunning.” Snagging the trailing edge of the leash with the tips of his fingers, he gently tugged Daniel forward into a kiss. “Hotter than hell.” In response, he received another nip on the lips before Daniel leant back onto the pillows again. Paul let the lead slide through his fingers, allowing Daniel time to get used to the sensation of restraint. “Don’t be afraid to use the safeword, okay?” 

“Yes, yes,” Daniel groaned with a roll of his eyes. Paul gave a gentle pull on the leash and reeled him back up off the pillows. Daniel resisted the collar inches from Paul’s face. “You’re holding the reins, what now?” 

Silently, Paul reached up to the head of the bed and loosely tied the leash around the crossbar. “Now you stay.” 

“Sit, boo boo, sit?” Daniel mimicked with a pout. 

Paul kicked back the sheets and knelt facing him. “Good dog.” 

“If you expect me to bark, you’ve got another thing coming.” 

“I’ll save that for next time, then.” 

“That’s assuming there’ll be a next time.” Daniel reached up and idly batted the leash, swinging it like a jump-rope. “Normally, we’d both be hot and sweaty and probably screaming each other’s names by now.” 

Paul was looking up and down the length of Daniel’s naked body with hungry eyes. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’ll make it worth your wait.” 

With a melodramatic sigh, Daniel flopped back onto the pillows, pulling the leash almost taunt. He flicked a hand through the air as if to say ‘proceed, if you must.’ 

For that alone, Paul decided, he was going to make Daniel scream. 

Crawling on hands and feet, Paul straddling Daniel’s legs at the knees, pushing his torso firmly into the mattress. From here, he had free access to most of the main erogenous zones, and he fully intended to exploit every one of them. 

Just as he was about to pounce, Daniel reached up to cover his mouth with one hand. Was he yawning? Oh, now he was really done for. 

“Sorry, long day.” 

Paul didn’t deign to reply. He just pounced, running fingertips up and down the ripple of his ribcage, stroking every ticklish spot until Daniel was almost crying, writhing underneath him to get away, but pinned by Paul’s weight on his legs and the leash around his neck. “Please! Please! Have mercy!!” 

“Have I got your attention now?” 

Daniel’s grin was uncharacteristically impish. “Yes…no fair, you’re not ticklish.” 

Paul laughed and leant down to taste a nipple, and had to push Daniel’s shoulders back into the bed to stop him from almost bucking him off. Paul would never get used to his extreme sensitivity. Of course, it made their bedroom games just that much more interesting. 

“You more than make up for my failings.” 

Daniel reached down and ran his hands through Paul’s hair, gently massaging his scalp. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” 

Paul licked his lips. “How about this then?” Sliding down Daniel’s legs, he began to lick and kiss up the insides of his thighs. Daniel writhed under the feathery touch, pulling at the leash, pressing against the limits of the restraint. 

Paul looked up at Daniel’s face. “Sorry, did you say something,” he asked with a battering of his eyelashes. 

“youutterbastardpleasepleaseteaseplease…” Daniel’s vocal litany rose into a yell as Paul took a deep breath and swallowed his erection in one smooth motion. 

The leash stopped Daniel from moving or reaching too far in any direction, so Paul reached up and let him grab hold of his hand. Their fingers intertwined as Paul bobbed up and down, sucking and licking Daniel into a frenzy. 

“Paul!” 

Pulling back with a wet noise, he looked up. “What?” 

One hand slid out of his grasp to latch onto the leash, taking up the tension. Daniel hauled himself up onto his elbows and pinned his lover with a glare. 

“You. In me. Now.” Clarity spent, he flopped back onto the pillows. 

Paul laughed and rolled to one side of the bed to fetch the lube. “Damn pushy bottoms,” he muttered as he slid back down. 

The flat of Daniel’s foot slapped against his back. “Okay, okay.” His laughter segued into a throaty moan as he slipped a single finger inside. Moving slowly, taking extra care, kissed whatever he could reach as a second finger joined the first. 

Daniel had given up trying to reach Paul and was instead thrashing as far as he could move, his eyes screwed shut as he reveled in the sensation. Preparing himself, Paul leaned over Daniel. “Look at me,” he ordered softly. As Daniel’s eyes opened, he pressed slowly in. 

Twin gasps filled the air as they began to move together, slowly at first but with increasing rapidity. All sense of teasing play vanished as they focussed on moving together. Paul’s world receded to incredible heat, panting breaths and the look in Daniel’s eyes as he came. The aftershocks ripped through Daniel’s body, dragging Paul over the edge after him. 

Sweaty and exhausted, he collapsed against Daniel’s chest. Turning his face, he nuzzled into his skin, breathing deeply of the scent of sweat and sex and Daniel. 

“Babe?” 

“Mmm?” 

“The collar’s getting a bit…tight.” 

With a guilty start, Paul drew himself up to straddle Daniel’s chest as he untied the leash and unbuckled the collar. The skin of his neck showed clearly several red marks, but nothing worse. “You should have said it was too tight,” he admonished gently as he planted butterfly kisses over the marks. 

Daniel smiled and stretched. “It only pulled when you laid down on me.” He reached up and pulled him down. “But you can come back here now.” 

With a goofy grin plastered across his face, Paul let himself be pressed back into his chest. “Did you like it?” 

Daniel made a satisfied noise deep in his chest. “I might be persuaded to do it again.” A kiss was dropped onto Paul’s hair. 

“Good,” Paul murmured as he settled in to sleep. 

Daniel’s hand came around to run up and down his back. “But we’re getting a bell for you to try first.” 

Paul cracked one heavy eyelid. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to find a pillow to hit you with.” He felt Daniel’s low laugh reverberate through his chest. 

“Love you too, babe.”