Shassie oneshots, i guess

OH SHIT-

Summary: Shawn forgor he handcuffed Lassiter to the bed

Notes: holy shit. As I type this, it has been literally not even an hour since I posted my last Shassie oneshot (Let Me Get That For You...) and now I'm writing this? Who am I?? Where was this when I needed to write CMC?? Warning ⚠️ implied sexual content, handcuffs being used for sex, implied use of blindfolding, and much kissing

Word Count: 1,142

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Shawn leaned down from his position on top of  Carlton, tracing his finger gently down the man's back. He leaned in to  whisper seductively into the man's ear. "I'll be right back."

He looked like wanted to ask, but just shivered slightly under his touch. "Alright."

Shawn  smiled at him. God, Lassie was so sexy like this. Laying on his stomach  with his hands cuffed to the bedpost, bare ass presented for the world  to see? Hot. Of course, the only downside was his beautiful sternbush  was hidden. Oh well, pros and cons.

He gently stood up,  and walked out of the room. Shawn grinned to himself. That was such a  power move, he should be proud of himself.

It had been a while since his boyfriend had a day off. So of course, Shawn wanted to try everything. Last night they had done blindfolding. This morning had been handcuffs.

Which  made him wonder, why did Lassie just so happen to have a pair of police  handcuffs lying around his house? It would've made sense if it had been  the pair he takes everywhere with him, but this had come directly from  underneath the nightstand. Of course, at the moment, it only turned him  on. But now that he thought about it...

Shawn wandered into the bathroom, still deep in thought.

Maybe  it was the same situation as the guns around his house? Lassie did have  plenty of those lying around. Although some probably didn't work,  seeing as a choice few were civil war relics on display. Or did they  work? He'd have to ask later, maybe after...

After... what?

Shawn  blinked, looked down, and saw he was naked. Why was that? He'd done  some pretty strange things before, but walking around naked wasn't  something he'd really do.

He looked around for clothes,  and saw a set conveniently on the floor beside the sink. Without  thinking, he reached down and grabbed them, putting them on leisurely.  He also saw a pair that looked like something Carlton would wear, but it  was sitting next to the shower. Weird.

Once he was  dressed, his stomach started complaining. Might as well get something to  eat, since he was all dressed and everything.

He quickly  swiped Carlton's wallet from their dining table — why had it been left  there? Had his boyfriend been in a rush or something? — and walked out,  on his way to get a smoothie.

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SLAM

Lassiter jolted at the sound. Was someone coming in? He strained his ears. Nothing. Not even...

Not even the sound of Shawn padding around the house.

"...Shawn?"

Silence.

"I swear Shawn, if this is some sort of new kink you're wanting to try out..."

Still silence.

Lassiter  scooted up towards his hands, and sat upright. Well, as upright as he  could, facing the headboard with his arm held to his chest, allowing the  cuffs to hang loose from his wrists.