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Pairing: Dan/Casey
Summary: Monopoly and/or strip poker with funnysex adorableness.
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celli, for we are both very good at procrastination. Unbeta'd.
Strip Poker and Monopoly Sharks
Casey stretched out on the couch and gave a melancholy sigh.
"What's up?"
"I'm bored."
"You're bored?" Dan asked and laughed at the half-hearted glare Casey directed towards him.
"I'm *bored*." Casey sighed again. "It's our day off-"
"The first one we've had off together for about a month," Dan added.
"It's raining, and there's nothing to do," Casey finished. "I'm bored."
"There's a sure cure to boredom, Casey." Casey looked over at Dan and raised an eyebrow. Dan grinned. "Play a board game."
Casey groaned. "That pun was beneath you, Danny. Far, far beneath you."
Dan snickered. "You know you love my puns."
"I know nothing of the sort," Casey said, standing up and wandering over to the window. He stared at the grey skies and grey buildings outside.
Dan shook his head, and went over to stand beside Casey. The rain was depressing. On the good side, at least they were inside and warm. "You want to play Monopoly?"
Casey frowned. "You always win."
"You always cheat."
"No, I don't," Casey replied quickly.
"Yes, you do." Dan gave Casey a look, a 'stop lying because we both know you do it' look. "You always cheat. You always help yourself to a hotel instead of a third house."
"I..." Casey stopped with his mouth open. "Maybe, just maybe, I have possibly cheated in the past."
Dan stared at him. "Maybe?"
"And even if I have cheated, you still win every time."
"True."
"You're a Monopoly shark," Casey said, almost hiding his grin.
"I am blessed with entrepreneurial skills."
"You win at Monopoly, Danny. That doesn't make you the next Donald Trump."
"If the real world worked by the four houses-hotel rule, and let me buy property for $200, I would be." Casey snickered, and Dan added, "Plus, I have better hair."
Casey turned to look at Dan, and then ran a hand through Dan's short'n'spiky hairstyle. "That you do."
"So..." Dan smiled winningly. "Monopoly?"
"Not a chance."
"Why not?"
"If I wanted to spend the afternoon doing something I was bound to fail at, I'd try cooking homemade pizza."
Dan snorted. "So no Monopoly?"
"No Monopoly."
"What about another board game?" Dan asked hopefully.
"Danny, if you touch Hungry, Hungry Hippos I will be forced to hurt you."
"It was one game and one stray marble, Casey. It was not a plot on your life." Casey glared flatly at Dan, and Dan snickered. "How were Charlie and I supposed to know you were going to try to break your neck tripping on it?"
"That game is banned," Casey said, in the same responsible-father tone he occasionally had to use on Charlie.
"Snakes and Ladders?"
Casey stared at his supposedly adult partner. "Do you think I'm eight?"
"Forty-eight, maybe," Dan muttered.
Casey glared. "Gee, *thanks*."
Dan grinned and winked. "Well, twenty-eight on a good day."
"Much better, Danny."
"I can't believe you own so many board games and don't like playing them."
Casey shrugged. "I bought them for Charlie. I don't have to enjoy them. Well, I only have to pretend to enjoy them when Charlie's here," Casey added after a moment.
"So, we need adult games?" Dan asked playfully.
"I don't think there is such a thing as an 'adult' board game, Danny."
Dan raised his brows. "You'd be surprised."
"Really?"
"*Really*, Casey."
Casey blinked, thinking about that. From the twinkle in Dan's eye, he assumed they were at least R-rated. "They're not sold in ordinary department stores, are they?"
Dan chuckled. "Relax. They are sold in totally different stores. There is no way you could accidentally buy one for Charlie."
"Good."
"The existence of adult board games, and the very interesting stores that sell them, aside," Dan said with a wave of his hand, "that doesn't solve our problem of what game to play."
"I don't remember agreeing to play a game," Casey said suspiciously.
"You did. It was a little while ago."
"I really don't think I did."
"Casey, keep with the times. We've already agreed to play and now we're working out what to play."
Casey sighed. "How about cards?"
Dan paused and then nodded. "Cards would be good."
"Poker?" Casey suggested, just as Dan said, "How about Strip Poker?"
Casey blinked. Dan grinned.
"Mine sounds like more fun," Dan said.
"Possibly," Casey said slowly.
"A lot more fun." Dan leered. "And, it could lead to other fun, adult games."
"That it could." Casey felt his forehead furrow. "But it's a bit..."
"Cold?" Dan suggested. "We'll go into the bedroom and put the heater up high."
"That wasn't what I was going to say..." Casey frowned. "I'm not quite sure what I was going to say, but that wasn't it."
"You were going to come up with some vague and half-hearted excuse why we shouldn't?" Dan asked cheekily. "Just to reassure me that you are and always will be a bit of a sexual prude."
"I'm not a *prude*."
"Unadventurous? Vanilla? Conservative?" Dan shrugged. "Traditional? Feel free to stop me when I find the adjective you prefer."
"I'm..." Casey waved his hands, vaguely annoyed that he wasn't sure what to say and distinctly annoyed that he could feel his face start to color.
"You realize you're blushing?" Dan asked with obvious amusement.
"I'm a grown man, Danny. I don't *blush*."
Dan laughed. "You're turning bright red."
Casey could feel his cheeks flush more. He crossed his arms tightly. "No, I'm not."
"Case, it's kind of sweet."
Casey swallowed, wishing that his face would stop burning, right *now*. "I 'blush' and it's 'sweet,'" he said dryly, trying to glare at Dan.
"It is," Dan said, leaning closer and cupping Casey's cheek with his hand. "It's adorable that you're thirty-five and you still blush. It's endearing, too."
Casey just rolled his eyes. "Well, as a professional sportscaster, adorable is really the look I'm going for."
Dan grinned and shook his head gently. "It is adorable. It's adorable, and sweet, and a little charming."
Casey snorted.
"It's not the fact that you blush," Dan said with a possessive smile. "It's that *I* can make you blush."
"You do have an ability to embarrass me, Danny," Casey said, but he didn't sound half as sarcastic as he meant to.
"I've known you over a decade. I never saw you blush over Lisa," Dan said, leaning closer and resting his forehead against Casey's. "Or over Dana. Or Sally, or Pixley."
Casey swallowed. "They didn't have quite the same effect on me."
"I know," Dan replied smugly. In the privacy of his own head, Casey could admit that a smug Danny was kind of... adorable. "That's why I like it when you blush." Dan leaned forward, and pressed a soft kiss against Casey's cheek.
Casey had to grin. "So..."
"So...?" Dan repeated, pulling back an inch. "Strip Poker?"
"How about we skip the Poker part?" Casey suggested, leaning in towards Dan's lips.
"We can do that."
The End.
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Summary: Monopoly and/or strip poker with funny
Cause:
celli, for we are both very good at procrastination. Unbeta'd.Strip Poker and Monopoly Sharks
Casey stretched out on the couch and gave a melancholy sigh.
"What's up?"
"I'm bored."
"You're bored?" Dan asked and laughed at the half-hearted glare Casey directed towards him.
"I'm *bored*." Casey sighed again. "It's our day off-"
"The first one we've had off together for about a month," Dan added.
"It's raining, and there's nothing to do," Casey finished. "I'm bored."
"There's a sure cure to boredom, Casey." Casey looked over at Dan and raised an eyebrow. Dan grinned. "Play a board game."
Casey groaned. "That pun was beneath you, Danny. Far, far beneath you."
Dan snickered. "You know you love my puns."
"I know nothing of the sort," Casey said, standing up and wandering over to the window. He stared at the grey skies and grey buildings outside.
Dan shook his head, and went over to stand beside Casey. The rain was depressing. On the good side, at least they were inside and warm. "You want to play Monopoly?"
Casey frowned. "You always win."
"You always cheat."
"No, I don't," Casey replied quickly.
"Yes, you do." Dan gave Casey a look, a 'stop lying because we both know you do it' look. "You always cheat. You always help yourself to a hotel instead of a third house."
"I..." Casey stopped with his mouth open. "Maybe, just maybe, I have possibly cheated in the past."
Dan stared at him. "Maybe?"
"And even if I have cheated, you still win every time."
"True."
"You're a Monopoly shark," Casey said, almost hiding his grin.
"I am blessed with entrepreneurial skills."
"You win at Monopoly, Danny. That doesn't make you the next Donald Trump."
"If the real world worked by the four houses-hotel rule, and let me buy property for $200, I would be." Casey snickered, and Dan added, "Plus, I have better hair."
Casey turned to look at Dan, and then ran a hand through Dan's short'n'spiky hairstyle. "That you do."
"So..." Dan smiled winningly. "Monopoly?"
"Not a chance."
"Why not?"
"If I wanted to spend the afternoon doing something I was bound to fail at, I'd try cooking homemade pizza."
Dan snorted. "So no Monopoly?"
"No Monopoly."
"What about another board game?" Dan asked hopefully.
"Danny, if you touch Hungry, Hungry Hippos I will be forced to hurt you."
"It was one game and one stray marble, Casey. It was not a plot on your life." Casey glared flatly at Dan, and Dan snickered. "How were Charlie and I supposed to know you were going to try to break your neck tripping on it?"
"That game is banned," Casey said, in the same responsible-father tone he occasionally had to use on Charlie.
"Snakes and Ladders?"
Casey stared at his supposedly adult partner. "Do you think I'm eight?"
"Forty-eight, maybe," Dan muttered.
Casey glared. "Gee, *thanks*."
Dan grinned and winked. "Well, twenty-eight on a good day."
"Much better, Danny."
"I can't believe you own so many board games and don't like playing them."
Casey shrugged. "I bought them for Charlie. I don't have to enjoy them. Well, I only have to pretend to enjoy them when Charlie's here," Casey added after a moment.
"So, we need adult games?" Dan asked playfully.
"I don't think there is such a thing as an 'adult' board game, Danny."
Dan raised his brows. "You'd be surprised."
"Really?"
"*Really*, Casey."
Casey blinked, thinking about that. From the twinkle in Dan's eye, he assumed they were at least R-rated. "They're not sold in ordinary department stores, are they?"
Dan chuckled. "Relax. They are sold in totally different stores. There is no way you could accidentally buy one for Charlie."
"Good."
"The existence of adult board games, and the very interesting stores that sell them, aside," Dan said with a wave of his hand, "that doesn't solve our problem of what game to play."
"I don't remember agreeing to play a game," Casey said suspiciously.
"You did. It was a little while ago."
"I really don't think I did."
"Casey, keep with the times. We've already agreed to play and now we're working out what to play."
Casey sighed. "How about cards?"
Dan paused and then nodded. "Cards would be good."
"Poker?" Casey suggested, just as Dan said, "How about Strip Poker?"
Casey blinked. Dan grinned.
"Mine sounds like more fun," Dan said.
"Possibly," Casey said slowly.
"A lot more fun." Dan leered. "And, it could lead to other fun, adult games."
"That it could." Casey felt his forehead furrow. "But it's a bit..."
"Cold?" Dan suggested. "We'll go into the bedroom and put the heater up high."
"That wasn't what I was going to say..." Casey frowned. "I'm not quite sure what I was going to say, but that wasn't it."
"You were going to come up with some vague and half-hearted excuse why we shouldn't?" Dan asked cheekily. "Just to reassure me that you are and always will be a bit of a sexual prude."
"I'm not a *prude*."
"Unadventurous? Vanilla? Conservative?" Dan shrugged. "Traditional? Feel free to stop me when I find the adjective you prefer."
"I'm..." Casey waved his hands, vaguely annoyed that he wasn't sure what to say and distinctly annoyed that he could feel his face start to color.
"You realize you're blushing?" Dan asked with obvious amusement.
"I'm a grown man, Danny. I don't *blush*."
Dan laughed. "You're turning bright red."
Casey could feel his cheeks flush more. He crossed his arms tightly. "No, I'm not."
"Case, it's kind of sweet."
Casey swallowed, wishing that his face would stop burning, right *now*. "I 'blush' and it's 'sweet,'" he said dryly, trying to glare at Dan.
"It is," Dan said, leaning closer and cupping Casey's cheek with his hand. "It's adorable that you're thirty-five and you still blush. It's endearing, too."
Casey just rolled his eyes. "Well, as a professional sportscaster, adorable is really the look I'm going for."
Dan grinned and shook his head gently. "It is adorable. It's adorable, and sweet, and a little charming."
Casey snorted.
"It's not the fact that you blush," Dan said with a possessive smile. "It's that *I* can make you blush."
"You do have an ability to embarrass me, Danny," Casey said, but he didn't sound half as sarcastic as he meant to.
"I've known you over a decade. I never saw you blush over Lisa," Dan said, leaning closer and resting his forehead against Casey's. "Or over Dana. Or Sally, or Pixley."
Casey swallowed. "They didn't have quite the same effect on me."
"I know," Dan replied smugly. In the privacy of his own head, Casey could admit that a smug Danny was kind of... adorable. "That's why I like it when you blush." Dan leaned forward, and pressed a soft kiss against Casey's cheek.
Casey had to grin. "So..."
"So...?" Dan repeated, pulling back an inch. "Strip Poker?"
"How about we skip the Poker part?" Casey suggested, leaning in towards Dan's lips.
"We can do that."
The End.
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Date: 2004-05-29 01:16 am (UTC)There was me, just sitting here thinking it would be nice to have some of Annie's SN fic to read over breakfast, so I refreshed my friends page hopefully, and there was this! Bad puns, blushing Casey and about-to-strip Dan. Again with the happy sighing.
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Date: 2004-05-29 02:31 am (UTC)Glad to be of service! I've got to say, "about-to-strip Dan" sounds like the type of
dollaction figure I'd really want.And, I'm working on a sequel of sorts right now. I'll finish it off tomorrow, but I'm about to post what I have.
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Date: 2004-05-29 03:07 am (UTC)I love your Danny and Casey.
Now, in french:
J'aime votre Danny et Casey
And, in spanish:
Amo su Danny y Casey
And, why the hell not? German:
Ich liebe Ihr Dan und Casey
Ok... I think that perhaps I need to lay off the crazy pills....
Seriously, thank you for a brief distraction from my Essay of DoomTM
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Date: 2004-05-29 03:14 am (UTC)Now, in french:
J'aime votre Danny et Casey
And, in spanish:
Amo su Danny y Casey
And, why the hell not? German:
Ich liebe Ihr Dan und Casey
*applauds your multilingual skills* I'm pretty sure Casey would applaud the effort too. (Danny would just think you're showing off.)
Seriously, thank you for a brief distraction from my Essay of DoomTM
*snerk* It's currently my distraction from the Exams of OMG I havent' studied, why the hell didn't I study?!. I know, there's a logical flaw in there somewhere... *g*
...or a self-fulfilling prophecy. *g*
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Date: 2004-05-29 03:40 am (UTC)I must admit I don't know german and perhaps, just perhaps, babelfish helped me with that one...
I think Danny's just jealous... or jaloux, si tu veux.
I have a feeling that that is completely wrong.*snerk* It's currently my distraction from the Exams of OMG I havent' studied, why the hell didn't I study?!. I know, there's a logical flaw in there somewhere... *g*
...or a self-fulfilling prophecy. *g*
I feel your pain. Oh yes. Oh yes, I do. *sobs into Butler articles*
It's a bit of a festival of "Why didn't I do this reading earlier? Why?!? WHY?!?!??!?!" *shakes fist at sky*
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Date: 2004-05-29 03:23 am (UTC)However, now I have snuggly domestic-style Dan and Casey in my head, and the prospect of Danny stripping (he's pretty bad at poker, yes, so he's sure to lose?), so things are not as bad as they could be.
Thank you!
And now I must tear myself away from the pooter and head out into the harsh and brutal Real World, where there is no Danny. No Casey either. *Sigh*
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Date: 2004-05-29 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-29 06:33 am (UTC)Hungry Hungry Hippos!
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Date: 2004-05-29 04:00 pm (UTC)You may have, but you can always mention it again.
Hungry Hungry Hippos!
*sniggers* As a total side-note, it tends to be something I say when I'm in a silly mood and *starving*. ("I'm a hungry, hungry hippo.") It amuses me.
I found it!
Date: 2004-05-29 08:28 am (UTC)yum.
Re: I found it!
Date: 2004-05-29 03:55 pm (UTC)Drats! I shall have to try to hide it better next time... *g*
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Date: 2004-05-31 05:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-31 02:09 pm (UTC)Thanks for commenting, Laylee.