To Trust A Cop

Beta: working on it
Warnings: hot lemon action
Notes: I’m terrible, terrible sorry for this long wait!!
I thought my beta could catch up to me and sort of waited a little and then work came and bit my ass ;^^

I’ll be pretty busy in the future too but you know I’ll never leave a story unfinished, so don’t sweat it.


20

Squall felt delirious. Only three days had past since his fateful meeting with Quistis Trepe, he was still flying on clouds.

He had gotten books on what a ninth grader should know and it didn’t look too hard. Sure, it was the thickest book he currently owned, but it was because it was a whole year collected in one, right?

His chiefs condescending tone or hidden meaning of threat or the leers and taunts from his co-workers didn’t rub off on him. They just run off of him like water on fat. Not even the crowd and molesting customers on “Club Torama” could make him feel moody.

Strangely, but Squall had been expecting the cop. He wanted to see the man too… talk. To tell him how good Squall felt about it all. He should have been chocked at his own feelings. To want to speak to the blond about something this important should make some warning bell blare in his head. But it didn’t.

The brunet was eager to get home because he knew that fives days were verging at the limit. The blond should visit today. The youth was so immersed in his own thoughts that he didn’t even hear the approach of someone. He hissed as his collar was gripped and used to yank him into a dark corner of the factory. He twisted in the grip and recognised the thug.

“Craig!” He hissed and put a fist in the side of the man.

The thug just slammed him into the wall with the grip around his collar.

“You’ve been acting strange the whole day.” The man said huskily and Squall squirmed hard as the heated body pressed against him.

“Is it some lover of yours? Has he confessed his feelings?” The man sniggered.

“Get off of me!” Squall growled and tried to hit the man again.

His wrists were caught and held above his head. A hard cock was pressed against him, the thug panted harshly against his hair and the smell from it made Squall’s stomach lurch.

“Have you considered what I said?” Craig asked huskily.

“Fuck off! I don’t take money for sex.” He hissed.

The stupid man leaned down and inhaled against Squall’s neck.

“Then what’s stopping you? One time. Once and I’ll leave you alone.” The large man asked huskily.

“No!” The brunet hissed angrily.

The idiot ignored it and tried kissing the youth. Squall put a hard knee between lightly spread legs and Craig howled pitifully before collapsing on his knees. He curled up to a ball in pain but Squall felt no remorse.

“Get a grip! If you continue I will report you. It will at least stay in your records your whole life if not getting you fired.” The brunet threatened before turning his back on the whimpering man.

He stomped away angrily. Though not as angry as he could have been. It had felt refreshing seeing Craig in such pain. The idiot obviously had a thicker scull than a turtle’s shell. What left him annoyed when he should already have cooled of, was the hard on between his legs.

Hyne! Had he really become so addicted to sex that after five days he would jump who ever? No, it was just adrenaline and this stupid ache that had been in him since the day he met Quistis.

Speeding home Squall’s mind dreamed away to things it shouldn’t. To a strong male body and blond hair and intense green eyes. It was nothing wrong with having a picture to jerk off to, right? The youth tried picturing some of his earlier relationships.

In those he had seldom been the one being taken. Only once before had he been in such a relationship, but it hadn’t felt right. The man had been unsatisfactory and Squall had often felt dissatisfied or frustrated. Maybe because he hadn’t been taken care of in the right way? Though admitting that would force him to recognise the cop.

Still it made his loins burn and heart pound. Was it so wrong of him to accept pleasure when given? No one of them wanted a relationship and both were fine with how things were. No one was hurting.

To say that Squall was pleased when he recognised a certain car outside the apartment building was an underestimation. As he parked the bike in the garage, he felt himself tremble. He was already hot and his palms were warm.

Squall stopped before walking inside the house. Hyne, what was wrong with him? It was pathetic of him to act like a green teenager getting ready for his first fuck. Just how low did he plan on sinking? Acting like an overeager greenling wasn’t something he wished for.

So he forced himself to calm down. His body was beyond help, his cock was rock hard and his heart was beating against his ribcage. But at least he could gather some wits and composure. Once sure he had himself under somewhat control, he walked up to the house.

It was dark and silent. The landlord didn’t bother with functioning lighting in the corridors as he thought it was enough with the light filtering inside through the dirty windows. Right now it served Squall’s purpose. He saw the glowing end of the cigarette long before he could make out the actual man in the darkness.

“You’re late.” Almasy huffed as he obviously knew he was spotted.

“Didn’t know I had a time to keep.” He answered defiantly, heart beating against his lungs.

He made a great effort at not reacting to the warm body that pressed up against him while he unlocked his door. Though he shivered when warm breath puffed against his neck. Squall quickly walked through the opened door and left it open for the cop.

He didn’t look at the man but discarded shoes and jacket and continued past his kitchen to tidy up his desk. He had no wish for the blond to see his workings. And just maybe he was desperately trying to keep himself in control. To not end up like in the mall. That still embarrassed him to no ends.

He yelped and jolted violently when he was embraced from behind and a bold hand cupped his groin. He hadn’t heard the man come up and it should disturb him. But it didn’t when the large hand kneaded him so heavenly. Squall moaned and pressed back against the hard body, leaning in against the sure support as his legs seemed to turn into jelly.

“What’s this? Is my little slut all hot and horny for daddy’s big cock?” Almasy murmured and sucked his earlobe.

Squall moaned deeply, closing his eyes in bliss and helplessly thrusting against the heavenly hand. One of his hands found blond strands to tug at while the other pathetically held onto the arm around his chest.

Soon enough he felt a large bulge grind into the small off his back. He groaned deeply and pressed back against it, encouraging the man to ground it into him. Squall shivered in satisfaction as the older man groaned in arousal. The youth practically ached to have it inside him. To be stretched and fuck into senseless bliss.

“I want you. Fuck me, daddy.” He groaned, desperate to have things moving.

Seifer groaned again and pressed the youth hard against the growing bulge. Squall whimpered and moaned as his neck was bitten and suckled. Large hands started to tear at his clothing. He succeeded to somehow save his t-shirt by compliantly raise his arms to have it dragged off of him. His own fingers were useless to unbutton his pants and so much surer hands had to do it for him.

He was trembling. By the graceful Hyne! He was acting like a greenling anyway. Still he couldn’t stop himself. The brunet was too aroused and needed it so badly he ached. As his briefs were ripped apart and his cock bounced free, he groaned loudly. He fisted himself even as he knew the blond saw that as his property. Squall cried out, mindless of listening neighbours, as he got a harsh smack to his buttocks. He got three more before he let go of himself, and it wasn’t because it hurt.

The youth got on the bed, eager to escalate things. Bereft of embarrassment, he placed himself on his back and spread his legs with his feet in the bed. Squall spread his buttocks and played with a finger around his twitching anus. Green eyes were intense and dark enough to send shivers through him.

“Fill me with your big cock.” He pleaded breathlessly and earned himself a deep growling groan from the other.

Not caring about his own clothes, the cop ripped off his shirt and only took his time fishing up something from his pocket. Squall breathed harshly and rotated his hips as the blond took place between his legs, only slightly annoyed that the cop left the jeans on. The youth squealed embarrassingly as two saliva wet fingers thrust inside of him. His open hole easily embraced them and didn’t even complain at three fingers.

“It’s a dangerous game you play. Sure you can handle it?” Almasy murmured like a deep rumble through his chest.

“I can take it, that is, if you’re not too weak to handle me?” Squall huskily taunted, knowing he woke a beast not easily subdued.

He was right as the blond growled and gripped his leg. Squall yelped as he was harshly turned around to his stomach. He groaned and thrust his hips down in the soft bed while spreading his legs to present an irresistible view of his round buttocks and the tantalizing curve of his back.

The youth’s thighs was gripped and used to lift him up at the blond’s thighs. Squall whimpered and rotated his ass against the freed leaking, lubed manhood. His knees were let to find some support in the bed and large hands gripped his hips. Seifer raised them to their knees and Squall wailed as he was harshly breached by the big cock.

It stretched him so big and sudden and there was pain and immense pleasure. He couldn’t breathe properly. His body shook uncontrollably and he was moaning like a whore. As the cop filled him with the rest of the big cock, Squall wailed with every inch. It hurt and it stretched so good and it made his whole being shake down into a puddle of jelly.

He heard the blond groan somewhere far away. His hands gripped the messy sheets and he easily arched his whole back and presented his aching anal for fucking. He didn’t care that he took the bitch position, it was driving him crazy.

“You like being ripped in two on my big cock?” Almasy grunted as he rotated his hips against Squall’s.

“Yes, feels so good. Fuck me hard.” Squall moaned and rotated his ass against the man, inviting him to start thrusting.

He whimpered as his brown hair was fisted and used to bend him and raise him to all fours. The cock moved slightly inside him, not at all what he wanted. The youth gasped as his ear was attacked.

“Knew you were a little boy-whore.” The cop murmured against his ear.

Squall shuddered and moaned as the man moved in and out once. Seifer straightened and gripped his hips again. The brunet shouted as the cock was harshly withdrawn and then slammed back in. His body protested and he hated the automatic clenching. The blond would have none of it.

He slammed himself inside as he smacked Squall between the shoulder-blades, rending the boy strength-less and having him crumble to his elbows. The youth cried out as the big cock pummelled him hard with no regard for his constricting insides. He started moaning non stop, loving how the length ploughed inside of him and stretched him and emptied him. He hadn’t known a man could fuck another man like that. Such strength it had him writhing in lust.

Squall sunk to his chest, unable to keep himself up. He wailed in intense pleasure as his good spot was hammered mercilessly. It smacked harshly between them and his anal gave in completely and opened big and good around the large member. It made the pace increase a little more. Made it slosh between them and made the bed and floors creak.

The youth cried out with the thrusts, unable to control himself under the onslaught. His cries mixed together with the blond’s grunts. The brutal fucking left him incapable of fisting himself as he had to brace himself so as to not be fucked over the edge of the bed.

The brunet clenched his eyes hard as the familiar tingling started. A warm hand ghosted around his rigid cock and suddenly he was coming. Hard and brain shattering. Somehow he succeeded to muffle his cries in the bed. The blond groaned harshly as the big cock was squeezed unmercifully in the tight tunnel.

Once the glory of orgasm left him, he slumped down over the heaving youth. Cock still throbbing in the slowly squeezing passage. Squall could do nothing but lay spread eagle and hope he hadn’t burst a vein or something. He made a weak complaining noise as he was nearly crushed under the sweaty man, but didn’t try to change anything.

The cop grunted softly as he withdrew from the spent youth and slumped down beside him on his back. Squall turned his head and studied the man’s profile. The light from a street lamp outside was enough for his adjusted eyes to make out the man.

“You didn’t take of your jeans.” He stated with a slight frown.

“Someone needed fucking and wasn’t willing to wait.” Seifer huffed and threw an arm over his eyes.

It made Squall smirk. Until he moved and his ass complained. Not enough for him to care. He rose to a sitting position. The brunet was quite sure he’d be sore all over come the morning but for once he didn’t care. Looking at the man meat on the blond’s stomach he noticed that it hadn’t softened completely.

He could imagine the taste of it. Imagine the girth and throbbing and how it would grow in his mouth. It made him hot of arousal again. Would he dare? Now when the brunt of lust had left him he felt the familiar embarrassment come. He pushed it away. Ignore it. Don’t think about how he had moaned and begged for it in more than words.

Squall leaned over the man and took the cock in his mouth. It made the blond jolt and make a very uncharacteristic sound. The youth didn’t think, just acted so as to not get stopped by his own embarrassment and insecurity. The cock tasted strong with sperm and other fluids. It was soft and just semi-hard and so Squall easily deepthroated the cop.

He got a deep groan for his effort and a heavy hand in his hair. Almasy easily took control over the situation by guiding his head up and down and by not letting him slip the cock from his mouth if he had wanted to.

“Hyne knows what goes on in that head of yours. Not that I complain.” Seifer muttered and flexed his hips.

Squall was urged down as he fingered the jeans on the man. He was let go to undress the blond. To his surprise Seifer spread his legs somewhat and encouraged Squall to come back. A sure hand in his hair urged him back down on the cock. They both moaned softly as Squall easily deepthroated again.

The position gave him ample opportunity to play with the man. To stroke the thigh that actually was rock hard with muscles. To feel them flex under his fingers made him only even more eager to explore the body. Squall experimentally dragged his fingers harshly down and lightly up and got a twitching of muscles for it.

He cupped the heavy balls of the cop and the cock in his mouth twitched and grew. The hand in his hair pressed him down completely on the length again. Squall choked as the cock grew in his mouth. Seifer had no problem with rotating his hips up in the youth’s mouth even as he was already fully swallowed.

The brunet chocked and gagged again as the cock rather rapidly grew down his throat and filled him. As air started to be an issue, he pushed against the heavy hips on the man. Almasy groaned blissfully and tortured him a little longer before letting him up and off. Squall coughed harshly and swiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Have you been taking something funny?” Seifer asked in a voice neither serious nor amused.

“No. I can stop.” He suggested which just earned him the large hand back in his hair.

He only held against a little as he was pushed down on the fully engorged cock again.

“Said I wasn’t complaining. I know you are all hot and horny for my big cock, it would be mean of me to keep it away from you.” Almasy hummed amusedly.

Squall snorted and contemplated biting, but that was really evil. His head was urged up and down along the length and he eagerly bobbed his head. One of his hands found its way to his cock and the youth whimpered in pleasure as he fisted it. It too was on its way back, already swollen and easy to stroke.

He left his cock to finger his stretched anus instead. It was sticky and fluids were leaking from it. His brown hair was let go but Squall continued to slowly bob his head. He pressed a couple of fingers into himself and whimpered in pleasure.

“Turn around.” Almasy huskily ordered.

Squall took his time letting the large cock slip from his mouth before slowly turning around. He couldn’t stand comfortably on all fours as he was to close to the edge. Half of the blond’s legs were over the edge already. Those legs shifted so they slipped under Squall instead before strong hands gripped his hips and dragged him backwards. When recognising the 69 position, he easily adjusted to the man.

He had soon backed up enough to have the cop’s cock under his mouth again and his ass in the face of the man. A large hand cupped the back of his head and pushed him down. The youth dutifully took the cock in his mouth again, hoping to receive the same.

Almasy held himself up on one elbow and rested the other arm over the white ass so he could use one hand to spread the round globes. He swiped his tongue in the crack and Squall jolted and moaned deeply. The cop set to lick and suck the stretched hole and the brunet moaned beautifully.

Squall felt his cock twitch madly as the sinuous tongue stabbed inside him repeatedly. Rimming was something he could kill for. He bobbed his head faster in excitement, soon squirming his ass and moaning in pleasure. A finger stabbed inside and quickly changed to two to thrust in him. That tongue continued to lick around him. The mouth sucked at the edges of the anus, driving the youth wild.

“You’re a sucker for cock and rimming. Interesting.” The cop mused and thrust a little faster in the sloshing passage.

Squall didn’t care about the comment, just rotated his hips to get that tongue back. Both large hands spread him and he cried out around the cock as his anal was viciously sucked and licked, tongue stabbing deeply in him. The large manhood in his mouth pulsed and throbbed and grew just a little thicker. He licked the head of it as it revealed itself from the once lose skin.

Squall dragged his fingers up and down the strong thighs, provoking the muscles to twitch and flex under him. Stroking himself he found that he was in no better shape. The rimming had left him leaking and hard. He whimpered as a smack landed at his ass and that snake like tongue left him.

“Turn around. Ride.” Was the short and husky order.

It made him obey unquestioningly. The blond propped himself at his elbows and watched him with intense dark eyes. Squall couldn’t look at him as he gripped the blood filled length and corrected himself over it. The muscles of the abdomen under him hardened as he took in the leaking head of the thing.

When it was inside, Squall moaned softly and braced himself on trembling thighs and hands against a broad abdomen. Moaning and gasping, he slowly sunk down completely at the cock. So big and good. It stretched so good and reached so long inside of him. Moving a little, he gasped as that spot was graced.

Even as he held his eyes close, he could feel the green eyes burn at him. Felt them burn in his face and over his body. They made his nipples achingly hard and his skin to shiver. He started riding the cock. Slow at first but as he found balance and the correct angle it went faster. Squall flinched and snapped open his eyes as fingers traced his face.

A thumb pressed between his lips and he sucked it, moaning. He made it smack a little when he came down on the cock. The thumb changed to two fingers that slowly fucked his mouth.

“You like fucking yourself on me?” The cop huskily asked and Squall nodded as he felt the man demanded an answer.

“Like that big cock filling your tight insides? Stretching you and filling you like a little girl.” Almasy roughly murmured.

Squall moaned in response. Sweat started shining on his skin. It ran along his temple. His thighs started aching in strain, but it felt so good. He couldn’t stop now, it was too good to stop. His eyes feel down half way, pleasure making him unable to keep them up and focused.

The wet fingers trailed his throat and down to his chest. He lost his rhythm for a while as his taut nipple was tweaked and rolled between thumb and finger. The brunet whimpered in a moan as his erection was lightly fingered. The hand continued to his strained thigh and the youth gasped as strong fingers worked the muscle.

The back of his head was suddenly cupped and they clashed in a kiss. Squall panted sharply and when sitting still on the cock, his legs complained loudly at him. Almasy used his grip to drag the youth down on top of him. Parting from the kiss, Squall looked down in the handsome face. He rotated his hips and whined as the cock almost slipped from him.

Putting his feet in the bed, the cop then fisted his hips. The brunet shuddered and moaned as the big cock returned inside of him. He shuddered even harder as his bundle of nerves was brushed.

“Harder.” He gasped and angled his hips to get it deeper.

The blond chuckled but obeyed him. The youth groaned deeply as the pace picked up. He gripped broad shoulders to brace himself and met up on the strong slamming. It felt so good having his gland stroked and his ass filled with the length. To feel the peak slowly getting closer rather than already being overwhelmed by it.

Squall snapped open his dilated eyes as his left knee was pushed away. The cop tipped him and rolled them all the while succeeding to not slip out of him completely. The youth huffed a groan as he was slammed inside again.

He eagerly spread his legs for the man and held them up. Seifer braced himself at his elbows and Squall put nails in the broad back. He whined in complain and rotated his hips. The youth couldn’t explain this insatiable lust or desire to get fucked. Right now he didn’t care to analyse the fact either.

“Demanding, aren’t you?” Seifer smirked and the brunet bit a broad shoulder.

The youth gasped harshly as the large manhood was withdrawn completely only to be rammed back inside. The blond did it again and Squall muffled his cry against the sweaty shoulder of the other. The long thrusts continued and rocked him on the bed. The brunet moaned when his ear was tormented by a tongue and his throat was the next victim.

“You really are a little slut for my cock, aren’t you?” The cop murmured.

“Are not.” Squall protested even as he moaned at the next thrust.

He squealed lowly as the heavy hips rotated against him, making the length do funny things inside him. He arched breathlessly and displayed his throat for torment.

“Yes you are. You love having daddy ram his big cock in you and making you delirious.” The blond persisted and Squall moaned deeply.

The youth stubbornly shook his head. He huffed as the manhood was lodged inside him. He arched and whimpered loudly as his prick was fisted and stroked slowly but hard.

“Admit it.” The cop murmured against his ear and stroked him quickly.

The brunet arched and emitted helpless noises in pleasure, his body trembling in arousal. He moved his hips to get the other to move. All he got was one teasing slow thrusts that agonized his good spot to no ends.

“I want you to fuck me.” Squall hoarsely complained.

“You want daddy to fuck his little boy?” Almasy smirked evilly and Squall whined in protest.

The blond made another maddeningly slow movement to torment his insides all the while jerking him off hard and fast. His body was heating up quickly, demanding more.

“I want daddy to fuck me hard.” He gasped.

He got a nibble to his ear before his cock was let go. Squall moaned deeply in pleasure as the man set to fuck him. Slowly the strength and speed increased until it was smacking between them. They groaned together as the brunets anal twitched in response to the stroking of his prostate.

Not able to stand it any longer, the youth fisted himself. Seifer groaned darkly as the fisting made the anus clamp down hard. Squall cried out silently as the cop started fucking him in earnest, racing them towards completion.

Squall arched and tensed unbearably as he came. Silently and agonisingly sweet. Thick white fluid trickled down his cock and hand and he shuddered harshly. Seifer groaned and lodged the cock in him, shivering during his own release. Squall closed his eyes and only breathed, feeling like he was on a cloud thousand miles in the air.

Weightless and warm and just tired enough to fall asleep. He flinched somewhat as the prick left his body. Without words, he was rearranged so they lay correct at the bed. For a moment the youth contemplated to try and kick out the man. But he was embraced tightly back to chest and the bed covers was thrown over them.

“You even as much as breath the word “out” and I’ll strap you to the bed and spank you silly.” The cop murmured and Squall smirked.

He was too tired to care anyway. One night wasn’t too much to ask.


Author’s Note:
Aw, isn’t that cute? Personally I think Squall should be stubborn so he can get spanked. *snigger*
But the boys have work to do too. Yes, it’s true! *pout*