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Pressure And Pain
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Title: Pressure and Pain
Author: Ky (venom69)
Fandom: The West Wing
Rating: ADULT!
Summary: Page 28 stares at her with evil eyes.
Character/Pairing: CJ/Danny
Spoilers: Set during "TAKE OUT THE TRASH DAY"
Warnings: Sexual Situations, language.
Author’s Notes: Song belongs to Divinyls. Written for jo_siris under threat of death.
Disclaimer: Usual guff. Not mine, promise to put them back where I found them.
Date: 26/12/06

***

It’s a fine line between pleasure and pain
You’ve done it once you can do it again
Whatever you done don’t try to explain
Its a fine, fine line between pleasure and pain

***

“Wait.” CJ grabs him and kisses him, mostly because it’s been on her mind for the better part of the day. Anything that they have time for will not be enough but there’s a particularly descriptive report waiting for her approval and doing this with him will not make it any easier to get through. She pulls back and licks her lips just a little. “Okay, you can go now.”

“No problem.”

He is so easy, she thinks, a little smile on her lips as she moves back around her desk and sits down. The report is open where she left it.

Page 28 stares at her with evil eyes.

Or it would, if it had eyes and she was on crack.

But it doesn’t and she’s not, so it just sits there, offering what Josh declared was ‘something every girl should know.’

“Hey, CJ?”

“I thought I told you to go?”

“You did.”

“And you didn’t.”

“No, I just…”

“Every joke, Danny.” She tells him again, eyebrow raised. “There is nothing you could say that I haven’t anticipated.”

She made all of the jokes to herself when she first got the report.

What she didn’t think of, Josh offered up in his own special whiney, chauvinistic way. In effect, there is nothing she hasn’t thought of and nothing new that he could add to the pile.

There really isn’t.

“Need a guinea pig?”

Except maybe that. “What?”

“The report is factual.”

“Yes.”

“And you’ll learn stuff.”

“Yes.”

“I thought you might like someone to practice on.”

There are some pretty nice mental images that come with him saying that. Oh, hello brain, is that you melting out of my ear? “Isn’t there a rule against that?”

“A rule against you using me as your crash test dummy?”

CJ shrugs. “Or a rule about you offering, at least.”

“There probably is.” Danny nods and folds his arms across his chest. “But I’m a rebel. I don’t care about rules.”

“I get paid to.”

“Is that a no?”

She really wished it wasn’t. CJ nods. “It’s a no.”

He nods, once and makes an odd face that clearly reads ‘your loss’. “The offers there.”

“I’m sure I should appreciate that.”

“Deep down, you know you do.”

Danny leaves before she can reply and CJ thinks it might be for the best.

Ignoring any urge that she may feel to run after him and have the last say – which she will get in the long run anyway – CJ returns to the report.

‘It is important to remember that the vein that runs the length of the penis is both sensitive and stimulatory, much like the female clitoris…’

She uncrosses her legs and re-crosses them.

The seam of her pants does something that she can only describe as ‘interesting’ and CJ thinks, not for the first time, that it’s going to be a long night.

***

“How’s it going?”

She sighs and tries to focus on the words in front of her.

Unfortunately, when the words in front of her give a pretty graphic description of certain, ahem, things, CJ finds it impossible to concentrate. “Go away, Josh.”

“Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. Just here to let you know that Danny was looking for you.”

“He found me.”

“And did you give him some?”

Her head snaps up, her mouth falls open and CJ is reasonably certain that her heart has jumped up to tango with her throat. “What?”

“Info.”

Oh.

Cough.

“Yes.”

“So he got what he came for?”

“Why do you ask?”

“He looked very smug when he walked out of here.”

“Whatever you say.”

“So…” He nods to the report in her hands. “Learning any new tips there?”

“Go away, Josh.” She repeats with a sigh.

CJ can hear him laughing as he leaves her office but she ignores it, turning back to the report.

Page 28 still stares at her and she still, almost, wishes that she actually was on crack.

‘It is also to remember that the implementation of teeth across the skin of the penis, while pleasurable, should be carefully measured to ensure that the male remains unharmed. A balance is required and extensive testing should be undertaken in order to obtain the correct amount of pressure for your partner.

The tongue, also an instrument of pleasure, is particularly enjoyable when used on the head of the penis…’


Oh For crying out loud!

***

CJ knocks on the door. “Danny!”

“What?”

“Open the damn door.”

“Why?”

Insufferable man. “Just open it.”

He does, leaning on the door frame with his arms folded across his chest. “Hello there.”

“Going to invite me in?”

Danny stands back and gestured toward his living room. “What are you doing here?”

“Sit.”

“What?”

CJ sighs. Does he have to make this so hard? No pun intended… “You offered to be my guinea pig.”

Danny’s eyes widen. “I did.”

“Then sit.”

“Why?”

“Page 28 was a report on oral sex.”

“Oral sex?” He repeats, his voice coming out a few octaves higher than normal.

“A blowjob, Danny. Giving head. Going down. Sucking off.”

“I… oh...”

“Sit.”

“OK.”

Danny wonders when his birthday and Christmas was all rolled into one very tall, very attractive and articulate package.

***

Her mouth works him over, her tongue running along the fat vein of his penis.

A voice rings in her head, 'Remember, that it is both sensitive and stimulatory'.

She huffs her amusement – apparently he likes that – as he shifts in his seat.

CJ remembers the report that has plagued her entire day and she works her tongue over the head, a hand holding the base of his penis steady. Her mouth moves to encompass the mushroom tip as she sucks, applying what should be ’the correct balance between pressure and pain.’

She moves her head and mouth downwards, pulling his entire length into the warmth that she offers. She fights the gag reflex as he slides down her throat. Her cheeks puff inwards as she sucks him, bringing him closer and closer to sweet oblivion.

When he comes, she pulls back to catch the saltiness on her tongue and swallows the taste with a small sigh.

***

Danny is pretty sure that he can’t remember how to breathe any more. “Wow.”

“Thank you.” CJ looks smug as she kneels back away from his body.

But she has ever right to, he thinks. “Hey, if page 28 was about, well, that…”

“Yes?”

“What the hell was Page 29 about?”

CJ smiles and her hands move to the buttons on her shirt. “Why don’t I show you?”

***

End

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