To Trust A Cop

Beta: None
Warnings: more lemon… more yaoi
Notes: I realise this story is going slowly on the plot evolving. But it is smut with plot, not the other way around ;)

Just bear with me, I’m sure you’ll love it in the end.

13

Squall slipped under the covers while Seifer opened for the room service. A few low words were exchanged before the cop came back with a little wagon. The youth’s stomach growled furiously at the smell of food. Working and then fucking gave you an appetite. Almasy put the tray in the bed and uncovered the dishes. There was some meat and pasta thing and dessert.

Squall eagerly took one of the plates and smelled it. Not as good as at a restaurant, he guessed. Taking a bite he quickly erased that thought. It was deliciously. Then again. He wasn’t the best at cooking, a skill he rather lacked at, so just about anything tasted good. Seifer came back naked to the bed and crawled under the covers with the youth.

“Taste good?” He asked and Squall nodded.

They ate in silence for awhile. There was juice on the tray that Squall didn’t notice until half through his food. He also spotted the ice-cream and was tempted to leave the rest of the food and go straight for the dessert instead. The brunet didn’t often treat himself to such things. It wasn’t food and too much easily gave him a sugar high.

Even with Squall’s hunger, the cop finished before him. Big mouth Squall guessed. He eyed the blond who seemed to be thinking on something. His face was unreadable but the eyes distant.

“What position do you have?” Squall asked, at a sudden curious.

Surely he must have some higher position than road cop? Or was his arrogance a hindrance. Squall could easily imagine the blond not taking orders just because. Green eyes shifted to him and for a while he could just stare deeply into them. It was a tantalizing colour. Penetratingly dark but lighter around the pupil.

“Nothing too tedious.” He shrugged and Squall made a long face.

“Nothing too tedious? What? You said no to a captain’s job just because it was too much work?” he asked disbelieving.

“Yeah.”

“I don’t believe you. You’re just incapable of gaining any rank because you’re too arrogant.” Squall snorted.

It made the blond blink surprised then a dangerous smile graced his lips.

“Ouch, kitten. You got both fangs and claws.” He leered and Squall snorted before reaching for the dessert, at last finished with the food.

He yelped when his ribs was suddenly bit. The youth glared at the still smirking blond. Teeth grazed his shoulder before a tongue swiped over it.

“Stop it, there’s ice-cream.” He hissed and squirmed.

The blond leaned back and eyed the ice-cream with a grin. It made Squall’s lips take a down turn. Uhu. That could never be good.

“Ice-cream, that’s right.” The cop hummed and Squall’s stomach knotted.

Almasy placed the tray on the floor and the dessert at the nightstand with the youth only interfering to grab one of them, glaring suspiciously.

“I’m not going to do anything… weird.” He warned and made the man chuckle.

“Weird? Since when have I made you do weird things?” Seifer hummed and leaned over him, making Squall lean back against the headboard and clutch the ice-cream like a shield.

“Since the first time.” Squall answered and felt a heat crawl up his face.

A warm hand gripped his hip and their lips breathed against each other. Knees easily pressed between his legs and spread them while a tongue teased his lips until he couldn’t help but stab at it with his own.

The dessert was taken from his reluctant clutches and put on the nightstand. Warm hands urged his hips down and he was soon on his back again with legs spread. Seifer took the dessert again and Squall caught the hand with the spoon in a frightened yelp.

“Do you know how cold that is?”

“Not half as much as you believe.” The cop smirked and tipped the thing.

Squall yelped but lay still as the cold ice-cream landed square in his chest. He shivered and goose bumps spread over his body. He reluctantly released the hand. Small lumps of the cold stuff was put on his nipples and bellybutton and applied in a string from chest to abdomen.

His hands were fisting the bed hard, his body shivering violently. It was cold, cold, cold. Squall closed and opened his eyes in relief as the dessert was put away. He had been afraid his member would go through the same treatment.

The youth gasped sharply as a hot tongue dipped into his bellybutton. Warm hands stroke his heaving sides. The tongue moved and lapped at the string of ice-cream instead. Seifer cleaned his abdomen and stomach of the cold treat before delving into his bellybutton again.

Squall gasped and squirmed at the sensation. The mouth travelled up his body, cleaning it once again to make sure there was nothing left. Teeth and lips attacked the lump in the middle of his chest. Feeling the warm tongue heat up the cold skin made him sigh in pleasure.

The brunet cried out softly and jolted as teeth and tongue attacked an ice cold nipple. The sensation was overpowering his mind. Every stab and lick and tugging made jolts shot through him and made him moan in no time. Squall whimpered as the other nipple was treated equally.

He moaned softly and shifted his hips, unconsciously wanting attention lower on his body. Squall gasped and his hips left the bed as a finger followed the line of his erection. The same finger teased the head with gentle circles and rubbing. It left him and more ice cream was applied to his body.

The hollow in his throat, a string down his chest. He gasped sharply as more was put on his nipples again. The brunet jolted and groaned as cold fingers rubbed his swelling manhood. He whimpered and tugged at the hand. It shifted to his inner thigh as the mouth set to lick him clean again.

The fingers massaged his thigh higher and higher until it was ghosting around his balls and anus. Squall cried out when he was penetrated and simultaneously having his frozen nipple bitten harshly. The hand shifted and the other nipple was bitten as his cock was fisted and stroked hard.

Squall cried out again and arched off the bed. His hands flailed to find back to the grip in the covers. His body exploded in sensations. His cock became rock hard as teeth grinded his sore nipple. Squall moaned close to a whimper and rotated his hips up into the hand. The brunet panted sharply as his sensitive nipples was sucked one after another.

The clever tongue played with them as the hand left the cock and two fingers thrust inside him instead. Squall moaned deeply and spread his legs some more by drawing up his knees. Seifer worked his way up to his throat while changing to three fingers.

“Turn around, ass up.” The blond huskily ordered before letting up from him.

Squall eagerly turned around and went up on his knees. A large hand fisting his hair pushed his shoulders into the bed. The youth moaned and moved his hips, wanting something big in his hole. The hand stayed in his hair and he soon knew why.

Coldness slipped down between his buttocks and into him. The youth yelped and fought to surge away. The hand in his hair prevented such things and more ice-cream was pushed inside him.

“Stop! That’s nasty!” He gasped.

“You’re telling me to fuck you instead? Drill my cock into you and push all this tasty ice-cream deep inside you?” The cop said huskily and Squall moaned.

For a second or two he didn’t know what would feel best. Getting fucked with ice-cream as lube, or having the blond eat him. It sounded equally good. More coldness was applied to his anus, making the youth moan softly.

“Didn’t think so.” Almasy hummed amusedly.

Squall stood still shivering as both large hands squeezed his buttocks. The warm tongue lapped between them. Slowly and easily cleaning him from the sweet stuff. The youth howled in pleasure as his anus was viciously sucked. Squall bucked and moaned deeply as a tongue stabbed inside.

Arousal surged crazily through him at the licking and sucking. His head started spinning and he was moaning with every breath. His cock was so hard it was slicked along his stomach. The tongue swirled around, playing with the edges of the hole. Fingers started dancing over his rock hard length, making the brunet to howl into the pillow and tense his whole back. For long seconds he thought he would cum.

Then the fingers and that heavenly mouth left him. Seifer took the bowl with the mostly melted ice-cream and put a finger in the open anus. He held it open a little more as he poured the contents of the bowl into the body and between the round buttocks.

The new coldness tamed the youth’s raging body somewhat. Warm hands gripped his hips hard. The blond groaned lightly and Squall blinked as he felt the cock head against him. The brunet shouted as the cock was rammed inside. Ice-cream welled out around the big cock and dripped down the member and the white thighs.

“Is this what you wanted?” Seifer growled as he slammed himself inside completely.

Squall cried out and his eyes became dilated in pleasure. The mix of coldness and heat made him gasp and arch. It sloshed as the big cock withdrew and slammed inside again. He moaned high pitched as the big member brushed a most sensitive spot. Squall shouted as he was slammed into again.

“Shall I stop?” The blond growled.

“No, harder, fuck me.” Squall moaned incoherently.

He was so hard and aching and just so close. The cop withdrew and rammed him again, making the youth huff in a moan. Seifer started to fuck him hard and fast, flesh slapping flesh together with the sloshing from the ice-cream. Squall clenched his eyes closed, moaning uncontrollably as the man never seemed to miss that oh so special place.

A large hand fisted him and the youth cried out. He bucked between hand and cock. His brain shattered and the brunet shouted as he exploded in the hard stroking. Seifer grunted and impaled him fully as he contracted around the big member. Squall panted sharply and collapsed. His heart raced crazily and his breathing was hard. He didn’t make a sound as the cock was withdrawn from him.

The youth was dragged straight in the bed and Squall whined as his ear was bitten. Heated hands stroked his sides and something still big and hard ground down between his buttocks.

“Turn around.” Seifer growled and Squall obliged.

His hair was fisted and used to keep him down in the bed. The swollen, sticky cock pressed against his lips demandingly. It smelled of vanilla.

“Open up slut, suck daddy good.” The cop huskily said and the youth did as told.

Almasy pressed inside until Squall gagged and squirmed. He wasn’t given any chance to play with the length, but was mouth fucked from the start. Squall held the hips though he didn’t need to. Seifer knew how far and fast he could thrust before Squall was comfortable for more. The cock was thrust deep enough to gag him and kept there.

Squall swirled his tongue around the sticky member. He moaned at the strange taste. Not everyday you sucked cock tasting vanilla. The blond moaned deeply, rotating his hips a little before withdrawing to play with the swollen head against Squall’s lips. Seifer pressed inside again. Deeper and deeper.

Squall easily relaxed and gagged just a little as the big member pressed past his mouth down his throat. He moaned, spent but aroused. The cop braced a hand against the wall and groaned deeply. The brunet hummed and the powerful body above him shuddered violently.

With deep grunts, Seifer rocked down his throat as the cock started throbbing. Hot sprays coated the youth’s throat and forced him to swallow. The cop withdrew to his mouth and Squall lazily licked the slowly shrinking member. It was still sticky of the treat.

The youth disengaged himself from it to lick heavy balls and the base he hadn’t been able to reach with his tongue. It made the blond shudder and moan again, tilting his head and presenting a irresistible view of his throat. The brunet let his hands run along the strong thighs and meaty buttocks.

Had this been any other man, Squall might have dared to play with the ass a little more intimate. But this wasn’t just anyone. Almasy retreated as Squall’s licking and nibbling became too much for the twitching member. A smirk was plastered all over the handsome face.

“You’re such a slut for cock sucking.” He leered and Squall pouted.

“If I’m the slut, what makes that you then?” He asked silently.

“Touché.” The blond hummed and rolled off of him.

Squall shifted to his side and made a grimace, he was worse than sticky. He gingerly rose from the bed and glared over his shoulder as sticky things slowly made their way down his legs. Seifer lay stretched out with his ankles crossed and hands behind his head. He looked way too satisfied.

“Bring a wet towel when you’re at it.” He said after the retreating brunet.

The youth felt for being childish and not bring anything, but rethought it. He could very well imagine who would be the substitute for the towel. It felt really good getting under the shower. Sex was good, but this time it had been just a tiny bit too sticky.

He smiled faintly. Though he had actually liked that trick. Who would have thought it would feel so good? Maybe the blond had one or two good sides? He dried himself passably before taking a towel and wetting it. With a wry smile he turned on ice cold water. Some nastiness the blond deserved.

He wrapped a towel around his hips and pursed his mouth in discomfort. Hyne, he would be sore come the morning. Squall would be happy if he could ride his bike all the way to the factory without squirming around.

Walking back into the bedroom, he threw the towel at the man that lay just like he had been left. Seifer yelped uncharacteristic as the cold towel hit his neither regions. He cursed and yanked it away, giving Squall a dark stare. The youth only smugly smirked while walking over to the nightstand. The dessert still left was almost completely melted part for a lump in the middle. Didn’t matter, it tasted good anyway.

“Heard about warm water?” Almasy grunted before he gingerly swiped himself off, probably at least a bit sweaty though he didn’t look like it.

“Complaining? Didn’t know you were such a baby.” Squall humoured.

He yelped as his waist was caught and used to manhandle him down in the bed. He squirmed and yelped again as his ear was nibbled roughly and deft fingers tickled his sides. An intense and way unfair wrestling match began. Even on top, Squall was at a disadvantage.

Seifer didn’t care to shift their positions. Just held one flailing hand while he tormented Squall’s sides with the other. Of course, the brunet would be ticklish when the blond was not. The youth put sharp teeth in the hand holding his and Seifer hissed. Strong arms circled him and locked him against the broad chest. Squall hissed and showed his teeth in a feral smirk as the cop bit his jaws.

“”Wanna go again?” the cop murmured as teeth changed to lips and tongue.

“Hell no. I want to eat ice-cream and sleep.” The youth answered and squirmed.

The man was damn strong. Squall wouldn’t get loose if he didn’t use dirty, hurtful tricks. He huffed irritated and laid still half on top of the bastard. Squall glared and ignored the nibbling along his throat and shoulder and lips. Green eyes met his and they held a amused glitter that spoke volumes about the bastards self-knowing. He damn well knew his strength and knew what disadvantage the brunet had.

Wills met and battled. Squall tried pushing up just to have the blond hold him down. Squall made a meaning glare, warning for further things. Still the bastard just smirked that infuriating superior leering. Damn it!

Squall made a growling sound and twisted violently, forcing the blond to hold hard enough to hurt. The brunet put sharp nails in the exposed chest and bicep’s. When that wasn’t enough he bit the arm too and tried putting a knee between thick thighs. That made the amusement stiff a little and the blond let him go.

Squall sat up looking like a cat stroked the wrong way. The bastard still looked damn amused and superior. Hands returned behind the head and the ankles crossed.

“So feisty.” Seifer hummed close to chuckling.

Squall just snorted and turned his back on the blond.

“I would have crippled you in that alley hadn’t you been a bastard and sneaked up behind.” He growled and took the ice-cream.

He felt the blond shift in the bed and wasn’t surprised when he felt him at his back.

“Sure you had.” The man said as if talking to a child.

It made Squall glare down indignantly. The cop was nibbling at his arm and feathering fingers was running the length of his spine.

“Are you going to finish that anytime soon?” Seifer murmured.

“I’m just going to sleep when I have.” Squall said dryly.

“Sure you will.” Seifer answered calmly.

The youth rolled his eyes.


Author’s Note:
Hopefully this was a successful reunion. I’m quite happy with this episode.