To Trust A Cop

Beta: working on it
Warning: You guess, this being a highly pwp, yaoi lemon kind of story ;)


16

The youth opened dilated eyes and tried to make his groggy brain functional. Why by the almighty Hyne was he awake? On a Saturday when he usually slept in? It was Saturday, right? He hadn’t over slept, right?

Deft fingers suddenly pinched his nipple and something hard pressed against his naked ass. Squall jolted awake rudely and squirmed to get away from this threat. A thick arm circled his throat and sharp teeth bit his ear.

“’Bout time you woke up.” The blond murmured.

The free hand held Squall still so the stiff erection could be pressed hard against him. The hand easily swiped down and fisted him, making him arch and gasp.

“Hyne…” Squall moaned.

He was swollen and throbbing and needed the friction very badly. He pressed back against the cock at his ass and thrust forward into the hand, moaning and arching his neck. Whatever objections he’d had seemed smaller and smaller.

A strong leg nestled between his and he was spread by having his leg hooked over the other’s knee. He gasped as his balls were cupped and the skin between them and his anus pinched. Squall whimpered as his neck was bit and then sucked hard, the cock behind him grinded even harder against him.

He choked and jolted as a dry finger pressed inside of him. Squall whimpered as another pressed inside. He gripped the arm but didn’t try to withdraw it. Not when the ball of the hand pressed against his rock hard cock and the fingers wiggled around inside of him.

The fingers withdrew and the blunt tip of a hard, large cock pressed against him. Squall put his hand against the blond’s side.

“No, too soon.” He panted.

Squall choked as his whole body was arched by the arm around his throat. With a choked cry he was breached by the pre-cum slicked cock.

“And you love it that way.” The cop murmured and bit his ear.

It burned and stretched painfully, even more as he clenched around the large manhood. The free hand was stroking his side and chest. Teasing his nipples and bellybutton. The youth cried out again as his thigh was suddenly spanked.

“Come now, relax for daddy.” Almasy murmured and spanked him again.

Squall whimpered and gripped the hand. The cop easily made himself free and gripped both wrists in the hand around his throat. Squall bit his bottom lip and whined as the cock pressed inside. He moaned as his length was fisted and stroked rapidly before being abandoned again.

The brunet twisted meekly to get away from the steady penetration. The cop just spread his legs some more and smacked the inner side of his thigh. Squall gasped as he was spanked rapidly. Enough to make the skin burn and turn red. He jolted as a handful cock entered him.

“That’s it, little slut, you want it all don’t you?” Almasy murmured in his ear before biting it.

“Hurts.” Squall complained.

Though he didn’t know what did most. The spanking or the dry penetration. He cried out as his cock was fisted hard and stroked.

“You like it. You’re all hard and wet for daddy splitting you open.” Seifer growled and Squall moaned and arched back against the cock.

Warm balls pressed against him and the cop groaned. They moved in waves together. Squall’s body seemed to have its own life with every deep press in and out of the big cock. The blond changed somewhat and the youth gasped. Nerve spots were rubbed and it had him gasping and moaning.

His neck was bitten harshly. It only intensified the pleasure. Squall whined as the cock was driven into him hard. It stayed as deep as possible and Seifer pressed him at his stomach. Heavy and deep inside of him. The youth’s legs was spread wide before the man steadied his weight and withdrew before thrusting back in, driving Squall’s hips down in the bed.

The brunet moaned and fisted the pillow. He arched the small of his back to give more room and to get it deeper. Squall moaned deeply as the next thrust brushed that oh so special spot. Seifer slammed inside of him before grinding deeply. The youth moaned and braced himself harder.

He was slammed into again. Hard enough to have the flesh smack between them. Squall fisted himself, desperate for friction and release. He whimpered as he was thrust into hard and then spanked. He didn’t care.

The thrusting picked up and Squall moaned deeply, timing his strokes to the thrusts. The heavy hand fell mercilessly at his exposed bottom. A sharp, well placed thrust made his mind explode in white. He gave a keening moan as he came from the tips of his toes. His anus squeezed painfully around the member in it. Milking it and demanding every drop.

Seifer groaned deeply as he thrust a couple times while filling the boy. Squall collapsed and was breathing rapidly. He only gave a half hearted complaint as the slowly softening cock was pressed as deeply as possible. The cop soon slipped out of him and then lay down beside him.

Squall turned his head to narrow his eyes at the cop. Green eyes glittered above a smirk.

“Didn’t know you had a habit of fucking sleeping people.”

“You weren’t sleeping.”

“Yes I was, you woke me.”

“See? You weren’t sleeping.” The cop chuckled.

Squall snorted and circled his arms around his pillow to better support his head. It ached between his legs and he self-consciously closed them when feeling sperm trickle down between them. But he couldn’t lay still when feeling sweaty. With a disgusted sound he made his way out of the bed.

He had a clear memory of at least having his briefs on when going to bed. He glared at the blond who just placed his hands behind his head and looked innocent. The brunet snagged a towel from atop a box and made his way to the bathroom.

“You’re taking a shower?” The cop asked sounding artificially innocent.

“Yes, and it’s too small for two.” Squall glared over his shoulder.

The shower wasn’t too small. If you stood packed together you could get room. But it wouldn’t allow much moving around. Squall gave a satisfied grunt when the warm water hit his skin. Apart from certain aches, it wasn’t overly bad to wake up with someone else. It beat the alarm by a hundred times.

Squall only washed off with water and then ruffled his hair somewhat dry. Turning he wasn’t surprised at seeing the blond leaning in the door. The green eyes roamed his body up and down. Grey-blue eyes automatically looked down the naked body and he quickly lifted his gaze again. Squall clenched his jaws in a stubborn way as the cop stepped into the bathroom and easily crowded Squall in the shower.

“I won’t climb over the toilet so step back.” Squall said sharply and squared his shoulders to make as frosty an appearance as possible.

All he got was that dangerous smirk that made his stomach knot and breathing pick up. The brunet put hands against the broad chest as he was back up against the shower wall. He bit his lip as a thigh was pressed between his legs and rubbed up.

“Why don’t you come climb on me then?” The cop murmured and ground against him.

“I got something really hard to hold you in place.” Said hard thing thrust heavily against him and his ear was bitten.

“We just fucked.” Squall complained and fought against having his leg picked up.

The cop only hummed and made another bruise at the youth’s pale throat. Squall closed his eyes hard as his own member swelled and eagerly greeted the bigger one. He shuddered as the warm hand rubbed the underside of his thigh. The brunet’s head was pressed into the tiles as he was kissed harshly. He whimpered as a finger pushed inside of him. Squall squirmed away and his jaw was gnawed at instead.

“Hell no. I’m too sore. It’s your own fault.” He protested and tried getting loose.

He gasped sharply as two fingers thrust up in him. Squall put sharp nails in the blond’s shoulders as retaliation.

“No you’re not. You can complain at soreness tomorrow.” The cop grunted and pushed a third finger inside.

Squall made an embarrassing noise and arched, banging his own head against the tiles. He hit a fist against the shoulder in protest.

“I got work.”

“And you owe me from yesterday.” Seifer said simply and bit his lips before sucking at them.

“I do not!” Squall hissed and twisted from the lips, hitting the broad chest again.

With quick well learned moves, the blond crouched somewhat and brought up the trapped leg. Squall cried out as the thick head breached him. He moaned and shuddered as his hard cock was fisted and slowly stroked. The blond had slicked himself with something, because it was all smooth and easy. Squall whimpered as it was pushed inside as far as it could in the awkward angle.

“Bastard!” He hissed and got a chuckle for it.

“A bastard with ten inches up your ass.” The cop hummed and thrust in him.

The youth moaned and gripped strong shoulders. He shuddered in pleasure and arched to get more. Hyne, but was it good. It hurt, a great deal. Not that his body cared. His cock didn’t give a shit about it. It twitched and wept in the man’s hand.

They both groaned at a deep thrust. Still not as deep as it could get. The slow grinding and thrusting and infuriatingly slow stroking drove him crazy. Squall pressed up against the blond. Moved with the man to get harder stroking. To get deeper fucking. Anything. The youth moaned as his buttock was squeezed hard enough to tingle at pain.

He complained as his length was released and the cock withdrew from his aching anus. Squall hissed in fright as strong arms easily hooked beneath his knees and lifted him. This time he could wrap his arms around the man’s neck. The blunt tip of the hard cock pressed against him. Squall moaned and wiggled against it. As he wasn’t penetrated he thrust down, only to have the cock elude him.

Green eyes were sparkling with mischief as Squall glared into them.

“You want it, boy-whore? Like this bastard’s cock do you?” Almasy huskily asked and bit his lip.

“Fuck you.” Squall growled, pride right now something important.

He yelped as he was suddenly breached and filled in one fast thrust before emptied again. He whimpered and only made a little wiggle for more. Squall hissed as the junction between neck and shoulder was bitten. He was suddenly spanked hard. At a second and at a third spank he whimpered. His buttocks was squeezed hard and spread and then pressed together to be spread again.

Cock grinded against cock and Squall arched with a deep moan. The big member grinded against his hole, promising to glide straight into him anytime but never did. Their cock’s rubbed against each other again and sweat broke out over Squall. He cried out as he yet again was filled and then emptied. The youth put sharp nails in the man’s back. It was hard enough done to make the cop hiss and show teeth like a feral beast.

Squall choked on a cry as he was spanked so hard and rapidly it made his whole bottom burn. The youth choked on a whimper as his windpipe was caught between sharp teeth and his ass continued to be spanked.

It turned him on so bad his head spun. Instead of complaining he moaned deeply as his red buttock was squeezed and the other instead was brutalised. Cock grinded against each other Squall made a keening whimper from overriding pleasure. His ass was squeezed in warm hands that made his skin blaze.

His ear was bitten and sucked and Squall could just moan. His body was trembling, his cock so aching hard it could burst about anytime.

“Beg.” The cop growled in his ear and pressed the blunt cock head against his wide open entrance.

“Please fuck me.” Squall moaned and tried holding half lidded eyes open.

He whined as the cock head pushed in and out of him, teasing his ring of muscles insanely.

“Where? Here? In your whore hole?” Squall moaned at that, writhing against the stronger body.

“Yes, fuck my whore body.” The youth moaned and tried pressing down.

Squall cried out as he was filled completely. They moaned and grunted at the deep penetration. The brunet hitched at a moan as he was slammed into. Short thrusts that banged him against the wall and had him clung to the other like an anchor.

The brunet let go of what little rational thoughts he’d had. When the big cock rammed his prostate, it was impossible to keep anywhere near silent. He moaned high close to cries with the pounding. His legs curled around the man and tried having him deeper.

Something was rattling. The brunet had a farfetched notion about his leg hitting the shower cabin. But it was unimportant as he was fucked through the wall and he just wanted it harder. He started crying out in high pitched moans as the blond nailed his prostate dead on. Squall arched hard enough to lift of the wall as he came.

His whole body exploded as if electrified and he was coming long before his cock was shooting its white strings. In the mind numbing pleasure he heard but didn’t feel the cop filling him again. Squall was drifting dangerously close to where the white haze turned black and silent.

With a will effort, he turned away from that blackness. He came back with his heart pounding in his ears and his breathing a fast uneven thing through his mouth. They had sunken to the floor. He was seated at the cop’s cock and rested against the wall.

The cop looked shamefully good. The least he could do was look tired and not like some warmed up sex stallion. Not when Squall was feeling like he had jelly instead of bones and was inclined to go back to bed once dried.

As time went by, the aches one after another made themselves known. They seemed to pop up everywhere. Squall groaned in discomfort and tried getting up. His waist was hooked and used to lift and lower him on the half flaccid member up his ass.

“Back to bed?” The cop purred and lifted him again.

“No.” Squall growled but didn’t try to get up.

“I’m hungry.” He said and for some fucked up reason it made the blond leer.

“Food sounds good.” He agreed and helped the brunet up.


Author’s Note: Seifer can’t play nice for long, eh?