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After depleting a few bottles of Goose and wiping the few occupants of the bar, I made my way through the small enclosed space. Grabbing up a couple full bottles of lag and Goose from behind the half stocked bar, I dropped some money on the stained bar then stepped out the door. Laying my head back a moment to just let the night stale air blow over me, I looked up and knew I should high tail my ass back to the warehouse, this was not a night I needed to play Vamp stalker and land at the Cops door. Yeah, good reason flew out that window as soon as I lifted a bottle of Lag from the shit hole, good thing I didn’t do the confession thing cause no way in the fade would I admit that I was jonesing for anything or anyone. Scanning the area around with me, I threw up my Mhis and dematted to the well-known address of one Mr. Butch O’Neal . Staring at the door, I was actually debating whether to slip on in and say fuck it all, then I pictured my Cop on the couch with his fingers working magic on my tensed up neck and I knew I had to chill the fuck out or shit would blow up. Right off the bat I knew I wanted the Cop, not like I wanted to Dom my pets but wanted him in a whole fuck me up in my head way. Grunting with every ounce of pent up frustration, I raised my hand and knocked on the door, this time making sure not to sound like the hounds of hell were on the thresh hold.
Butch
-I’d just gotten out of the shower when I heard the knock at the door. There were only two people that ever came to my apartment and somehow I was guessing that it wasn’t Jose. I half considered answering the door with a towel around my waist but thought better of the notion. I dug out a pair of comfy sweats and drew them on in somewhat of a rush. God, look at me acting like a freaking teenager again, all awkward and self conscious. I was still running a towel through my hair when I finally got to the door. My hand paused before opening it and I closed my eyes to let out a deep breath, giving myself an internal pep talk. It wasn’t hard to notice the shake in my hand as I turned the knob and looked up from under edge of the towel. Genuine freaking butterflies took up residence in my stomach. Fuck, he must think I was an idiot. I didn’t know what to fucking say, I just stepped to the side with a nod of my head. Shit Butch, pull yourself together.- Come on in.
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I could hear the un- booted foot falls of the Cop making the way to the door and still yet again it took all control not to barrel on through the door before it was even opened. Still nothing prepared me for the sight in front of me, bare chested, fresh water still dripping in spots over areas of that flesh that I wanted to taste. It was becoming a habit of my lips going dry and licking them whenever I was in any distance of you. Good thing my hands were doing the death grip thing on the bottles or I would have been going full on doing the braille thing with all those body parts. “Hey Cop” Fuck I sounded like a lame ass so I stepped in and darted my eyes around the small room a second before turning back and holding up both hands, a bottle in each. “I see I interrupted your bath time, should have got here sooner, I would’ve helped wash your back.” Chuckling and instantly thinking, fuck is that my laugh. “I at least brought drink this time”
Butch
-I couldn’t keep my eyes from running up and down your form as you walked by. Actually taking in every detail and not just filing shit away like a police report. My head snapped back up like I was caught when you turned back around. My face burned like my mother had just found my porno stash. I tried to cover by coughing into my hand. Looking at the bottles you held up, glad to have a distraction. A wide smile spread across my face and I snagged the Lag from you.- How the fuck did you know my brand? -Stopping just before opening the bottle as the image of you in the shower with me flooded my brain. I stumbled trying to close the door and leaned heavily against it.- Fuck… you are killing me.
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I couldn’t no more stop the stupid grin that split my face when I see the red stain your face then I could quit coming back here. “Did I interrupt something more than just a simple rub a dub in the shower Cop” The grin only got wider when you took the Lag from me and I was pleased that I brought what you wanted, but then I clicked in on how I knew what to bring. Somehow when I snagged the bottle from the bar I didn’t need to think about it, it was just fact. I tucked that part away to drill over later with the rest of the info that was building up. My other hand dropped down to my side and damn if my feet didn’t take the too few steps that had me almost chest to chest with you. “I’ll only kill you in a good way Butch, no dagger play unless you want it.” Being that close had my body feeling like someone had jacked my internal furnace and I had to tilt my head down some to hide the flickering light in my diamond orbs.
Butch
-My eyes widened at the simple as fuck question and I sucked in a hissed breath. No way in hell was I going to tell you that I was in the shower because of a dream about you that had driven me right over the goddamn edge of reason. I might have done some stupid things before but I wasn’t going to lay all my cards on the table if I didn’t have to. That you were into me seemed obvious by how up in my personal space you were but that didn’t mean that I had to open myself up to what could easily be honest to god heartache. For all I knew you were the hit it and quit it type. I know I sure as hell usually was… Something about this was different though. My gaze switched back and forth between each of your eyes up until the point that you lowered them. I took the opportunity to take a step backward in an attempt to clear my head up some. I stepped by you, brushing an arm against you lightly and went to the kitchen to grab a couple of glasses. There was no denying the jolt that the one simple touch shot through me. I replied on instinct.- Only dagger play I can get down with involves names on backs.
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My head came up when you stepped around me, and I kept my face to the door a second, even when you passed and that powerful arm brushed past me, I still stayed rooted. I had to do one of those count to what the fuck ever numbers till you can act like you have shit together again games. My long gloved fingers flexed around the neck of the bottle of Goose and then I took on last deep breath before turning around. Yeah I thought to myself as I followed your same footsteps to the kitchen, I was rocking this out good, NOT, dumbass. My shit kickers only made it just inside the entrance way when your words resounded through me like lighting bouncing off metal wall. ”Fuck” This time my fingers did the crush instead of flex thing and the the bottles neck cracked under the pressure. Clear liquid rushed down my leathers and all around the floor mixing with the bottle as it landed and shattered the rest of the way against the linoleum, still all I could do was stand there and stare with eyes transfixed, seeing clearly once again at Butch’s naked back, my name carved in and this time blood running down the smooth contours of his back.
Butch
-I heard the sound of glass cracking and I spun around to see the whole bottle hit the floor.- Shit. Here, lemme help you with that. -Setting down the bottle and glasses that I had and taking a step forward. I stopped when I saw the look in your eyes and twisted around to see if there was something on my back.- Tell me I don’t have a giant spider on my back. I hate those fuckers. -I reached back and swatted a few times for good measure.- Help a brother out here. Don’t leave that shit to plant an egg sack in my skin. You’re freaking me out.
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I came out of my spaced out state when you started doing the chase your tail shit and beating on your own back. I looked down at the scattering mess around me and back up, everything caught up to me in some kind of slow mo sitch.”No man, yeah you’re cool” Shaking my head cautiously “Not a damn thing on your back” Looking down again with a sheepish grin that says I feel like an igit but still left tripped out in my head. “Look tell me where some clean up stuff is, sorry guess it slipped, my bad.” And second time in under 20 minutes I was questioning if that was my voice again. Oh yeah I was off to a great start here here, soon the Cop was going to have me carted off in cuffs. Ok so not such a bad idea, minus the carting off.
Butch
-I let out a sigh of relief and relaxed my mad dash to get whatever the fuck off of my back. I tilted my head as I watched you, trying to put together the pieces.- Alright then. You had me worried for a minute there. No telling what’s up in this place. -Motioning with a hand around my apartment.- Guess you’ll have to share the Lag with me. -Letting out an honest to god deep bellied laugh and moving past you to the hallway closet to grab my seldom used cleaning items.- Don’t move or you will just end up with glass in your boots. Hell the vodka will probably just do some serious cleaning on these nasty floors. I got this shit. -Bracing a hand on your leg as I bend down to sweep the shards of glass into a dustpan. I turned my head up at you with a wink before standing back up.- Serious party foul though. -Clicking my tongue and dumping the pieces in the garbage.- Here, you got mop duty. -Tilting the mop toward you with a grin.-
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I stood there pulling it back together while you did the Donna Reed thing and cleaned up the broken glass. “Yeah I fucked up a good bottle of Goose there, which has to be some kind of crime.” Cracking a grin, pushing and locking that lost in space shit down, I took the mop and looked up at you with a smirk. “This goes no damn further than here, I see stuff on YouTube and I guarantee I will snag some of those rub a dub shower pics of you” Stepping back when you have all the shards gone, I do some in depth mopping and damn if I can’t help but chuckle at this shit.
Butch
Oh yeah cause I want the whole world to see me dance around like my ass is on fire. -Laughing and walking over to pour us both a glass of Lag. I hop up on the counter and watch you do your thing while I tip back the amber liquid. Letting out a long moan at the taste.- Oh God that is the good stuff. It’s been awhile since I’ve had any. -Holding up my glass to you with a smile and a nod of thanks.- Hell just for this I’ll even let you take those pics. -Raising and lower my brows suggestively and blowing you a kiss before taking another drink.- Shit, I haven’t laughed like that in a long time.
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Sitting the mop aside to lean against the wall, I turn around grinning easily and take the offered glass. “Well damn Cop, If I had known it would be so easy I would have bought a case of this stuff” Leaning back against the wall across from you, crossing my legs at the ankles as I stretched out some, I relax for probably the first time in 300 yrs and take a slow drink of the swirling liquid. “Next time I will be damn sure to bring more Lag and Goose” Chuckling I lower the glass and shake my head. “So the good stuff goes to your head, this is the info that’s good to know.” I cock an amused tatted brow almost up to my hair line when you blow a kiss. “Well fuck me sideways the Cop is in a good mood tonight” Draining the rest of the smooth smooth liquor in one gulp, I replay that moan in my own mind for just a second.
Butch
Aw, you say the sweetest things. -Winking at you again before finishing my drink and pouring myself some more. I took in your relaxed stance with a wide as hell grin.- I like you better chilled. More natural. -Laughing and almost getting a snoot full of alcohol.- You don’t have to get me all liquored up to put me in a good mood but it sure as hell doesn’t hurt. -Images flashed through my head of us tossing jokes back and forth. Laughing and just generally enjoying each others company. I wrinkled my brow and my smile almost dropped as I tried to grab on to the fleeting slide show.- Say… -Stumbling over my words not sure how weird I’m sounding and deciding just to go for it.- Am I the only one that is having a serious case of deja vu every time we see each other? Cause I’ll shut up about it right now if I am. -Adding the last part in a hurried breath.-
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Both brows go up, but the grin stays in place. “Chilled is not something I’m used to, I’ll be generous and lay that at your your feet” My large shoulders come up in a shrug. “It’s easy to be around you, you know the flow just works for me, and I don’t flow with anyone Cop” My cocked brows furrow some when I spy the small change in your features but hearing the rolled out words I completely got the reason why the small change. My brows relaxed back over my clear eyes and I let out a slow deep breath. Part of me was ready to lock down on this and shut out but all that when to shits when I looked deep into those hazel bright eyes. “No, fuck I see you everywhere and damn the shit you say, takes my head on a roller coaster ride.” My head drops back against the wall and I let my eyes wonder up to the spackled ceiling, not really seeing it as I just run off at the mouth, which was a kick ass first for me.”I don’t know you, but fuck me if I feel deep in me that I do.”
Butch
-I was almost worried about the reply that I would get back. Thinking for sure that I’d lost my damn mind completely. I nodded along with everything that you said. I saw your head drop back and I focused in on that thick neck with a hunger that surprised the shit out of me. I set my glass down on the counter and swallowed the huge lump that formed up. I saw myself moving across the room to embrace you again just like I had in the dream. My feet hit the floor before I even thought better of it and I was walking toward you like I was pulled by some invisible force. I heard voices in my head warring with each other as to whether I should do this or not and I threw up every goddamn wall that I could. I was tired of hearing the pros and cons. I needed to know this for myself. I stopped in front of you and raised a shaking hand to place my palm against your chest. Stepping forward once more to place my legs to either side of your stretched out body. I eased myself toward you until my chest lay flat on yours and ran my hands behind your neck. I ran my tongue over my lips before committing myself completely to what I was about to do. My mouth hesitantly walked up your throat. Taking in the taste of your skin with a curiously deep groan. I had to nudge the back of your head with my hands to tilt your head back down to where I could get to your lips. I wasn’t sure if you would return the kiss but my questions burned to hot to let them pass me by yet again. I slid my tongue over your lips, taking in the texture before devoting everything to the kiss. My hands balled up in your hair and my head tipped to the side to mold my lips to your mouth.-
V
I was so intent in that moment lost in flipping it all through my head, the dream I had, the word Nallum, and damn when you had just come out with the only dagger play you was into was on the back, I seen that play out like it was happening just then. Even with all that, what had me locked in my head over it all was the draw to you, the need to be near, I couldn’t stay away. All this was spinning around in my head and then I felt the heat of your body standing close to me, and that roughened gun wielding hand lying against my face a bit shakily. I didn’t move a muscle, for the first time I felt true fear, not of anything physical but the sense if I moved it would fade. My eyes slid close and fuck I was glad I had a wall at my back supporting me because damn when that mouth worked slowly on my neck, I coulda swore I heard my knees creak some. Even my hands ached with the need to feel, but I kept my arms straight and I would have stayed like that but when all the pieces fit, your chest pressing against mine, that hand gripping my neck, urging my head down and when I complied and those lips that felt like soft molten heat, I gave up my cement stance and one arm snaked around your waist locking you to me as my ungloved hand tangled in the softness of your hair. My mouth opened without my mind even speaking the command and I sucked the full bottom lip of yours slowly into my mouth. I knew I should question this new found thing of letting another touch me, but something in me squelched that and it was like I heard a voice howling from deep in a cave, a single word of ‘Home’.
Butch
-To say that I was nervous as hell was putting it mildly. I’d stepped so completely out of my comfort zone that my body shook from the fear of it. I worried that I’d overstepped my bounds until I felt one hand around my waist and the other in my hair. The change rang through my entire being and I relaxed against you. My eyes drooped closed and I almost forgot to breathe. No one had ever effected me this way and I knew with a sudden clarity that no one else ever would. It was exactly like I had seen it in the dream. The all or nothing fine line that, once crossed, there was no coming back from. It not only solved every question locked away in my head but also complicated everything. I was surprised to discover how incredibly soft your lips were. I wasn’t sure what I had expected but this blew everything out of the water, and yet it was all so eerily familiar. There was no holding back on the moan that rolled through me when you took my lip in to your mouth. My tongue curled up under your top lip and ran circle of your teeth. God… I could stay here forever and be a happy man. The truth of that thought slammed through me like a bolt of lightning and I almost laughed out loud. I’d been chasing chicks so long that I had never stopped to consider that I might actually find happiness with a guy. Yet here I was, resting the entire weight of my body on top of this muscled frame and feeling perfectly at peace. I only prayed that I wasn’t making a fool of myself. But that was always the problem with throwing yourself off of a ledge. You could never be sure if the person at the bottom would catch you.-
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My arm holding down low around your waist tightened when I felt the slight shiver work through your body, it was gut instinct to protect the one in my arms by what ever means possible, even from a shiver of the unknown. There was that slamming realization that I actually had someone in my arms, what the holy hell was I doing, then I felt that hard lean body relax against me and I gave my over thinking process mind the finger. Lowering my head even more, I released my hold on that now wet bottom lip, and slid my tongue up towards my teeth, only to curl around yours. The shear force of fighting my natural Instincts was wreaking havoc on my system; I imagined scraping my lengthened canines over that tongue till small rivulets of blood dripped into my mouth. Groaning out into the enclosed confines of your mouth when I heard that moan roll out and I gripped my fingers harder into your hair and with ease I pulled your head back. Dragging my mouth away from your lips, I slid my mouth up along that strong jaw line of yours and slightly coming down to just under the very line of it. With a fuck ton of pressure I covered my top lip over my throbbing fangs and licked a straight line down the side of your neck. The pure unadulterated taste had my eye lids flickering and for good measure I ran the flat of my tongue up the front of your neck till I came back to your mouth and glided my lips over yours. With my mind shut down, my body was in over drive, all of it centered on one person, I knew I was fucked up the river without even a boat or leathers to protect my ass from getting hit with every jagged rock down that river.
Butch
-I felt like a teenager again, like I was sneaking out under the bleachers for a make out session. The taste of your tongue wrapping around mine shot a kick ass thrill of adrenaline through my system. My hips started grinding into you before I even knew what was going on and I forced that shit to stop right then and there. Macking on a dude was one thing but something like that set off all sorts of flares and big ass warning signs. I’d pushed the veil of my experimentation to the limit and that was where everything screeched to a grinding halt. As caught up as I was in this moment, I could not allow myself to lose all reason. I heard and felt the sexy as hell groan come from you and I could swear my toes curled up. My eyes popped open wide as you pulled my head back with fingers tight in my hair and I was reminded once again that I was not cozying up to a woman. The effect was much more exhilarating than I would have thought. I dropped my head back freely and practically purred at the touch of lips and tongue over my neck. When your mouth met mine once more I was distinctly aware of how far down the rabbit hole I had gone because all I could picture was me wrapping my legs around your waist and clinging to your shoulders for dear life. The thought had me gasping for breath and I placed the palm of my hand on your chest pushing myself backward.- Fuuuuuck…-My head dropped down, pressing in to your chest while trying to regain my composure. My shoulders rolled in an effort to control my breathing.- I should get some sleep. I actually have to work in the morning. -Not for the first time I wondered what you did for a living. With great effort I slipped my hand back to yours around my waist and pried it free. I didn’t raise my head back up to meet your gaze until I had taken a step back.- Thank you for… -the Lag? the kiss? It all sounded lame.- … everything. -I scrubbed my hand over the back of my neck, suddenly feeling awkward as hell yet again.-
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Pulling back some I bit into your lip the moment I felt the slight grind of your hips against my already hardened length. The movement only proved that yes with the right one, you can swell twice your normal size, at this second my leathers were biting into my flesh painfully. Slowly as if on an exploration of a new world my tongue glided around yours, and slid easily over the smoothness of your teeth, moving and touching every part of the warmth of found its self in. Here like this, I didn’t want to control; I didn’t feel the need to push the limits, I wanted to be and exist in this moment, for the first time I had the feeling of belonging and wanted. Then from somewhere far away I felt that strong hand on my chest and all too soon, the very mouth I had been so intent on staying in was pulling back. I had to force my hazy diamond eyes to open, and they dropped down to where your head was pressed into my, and I wanted to say something, fuck anything but it all flew out and my lips thinned out when your hand slid around and pried my fingers away from you. My arms fell to my side and when you took the step back and finally raised your head up, I just nodded.”Yeah I got it Cop, hit the hay.” Shrugging my leather clad shoulders, my eyes already taking on the iced over glaze even though my pants were still biting into my steel rod cock. ”No prob, it’s just a bottle of Lag.” I watched the rub of your hand on your neck and felt the air around you change, not waiting for anymore bullshit to spill out, I turned on my heals and was at the door with it pulled open. “Try not to be the hero Cop, watch your back on the streets.” I had no damn clue why I added that last part, just another example how stuff just spewed out when I was within distance. Pulling the door shut behind me, I glanced around before dematting the fuck out of there.
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