You Are On My Mind

Oh, Help!

"Don't make me use these," Danny held up the handcuffs, dangling one open cuff from his finger.
Linda cocked an eyebrow, smiling deviously, "you'll have ta catch me first, Detective." She slipped from the room, giggling in anticipation.
Danny smirked and put the cuffs in his back pocket. He counted to five, then went after his giggling wife. He found her at the end of the stairs, swaying her hips and biting her tongue. Walking down slowly, he asked, "I trust that you know your rights?"
"Oh, yes, Detective. I know them very well." Linda backed towards the front door, planning her escape. She narrowly evaded Danny's grasp, slipping out the front door into the yard. She darted into the backyard, and stopped in front of the tree. Smiling, she was temporarily convinced she had evaded her captor.
Suddenly, Linda felt arms wrap around her waist, twirling her around. "Gotcha!"
She laughed as Danny spun her around, her feet slightly flailing in the air. He 'dragged' her into the garage through the door, and set her on her feet. He turned her around, clamping the cuffs on her wrists.
"Oh, help!" Linda nearly breathily exclaimed. She felt Danny's lips on her neck and his hands on her ass. "I'm being unlawfully arrested by a sexy detective!"
Danny nipped her skin, and she yelped in delight. She tipped her head to fully rest on his shoulder, giving him complete access to her neck.
The husband and wife heard the side door open, and immediately stood straight, cheeks flushed.
"Sorry, I, uh-" Frank jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, looking towards the door. "I heard someone call for help."
"Oh, no. No, we're uh— we're... fine." Linda lifted her hand, only to realize handcuffs constrained her, and she couldn't lift her hands past her hip. She looked down, as if the cuffs appeared magically.
"Are those handcu- you know what? I don't want to know," Frank Held his hands up as if blocking the image from his mind. "Excuse me." He closed the door behind him, sighing quietly.
Linda looked at Danny, and he returned the 'What now?' expression. It took him only a second to plant his lips on his wife's; he backed her to the door, and reached behind her to lock it.
Linda whispered in his ear, nibbling the flesh a little bit. "Good idea, Detective."
He kissed her neck in return, and hoisted her into his arms. Her back was pressed against the door, her legs wrapped around his hips. As the kisses grew hotter, clothes were easily discarded. Both the husband and wife hoped that no one would come looking for them.

A/n sorry about the recent kinda crappy chapters. My inspo for EVERYTHING has run dry.... hoping if I read other fanfics, I'll get ideas...
Anyways, this slump is just temporary, and I hope to be out of it soon.
Happy reading and sincere apologies,
Cassie