Embracing His Syn (31 page)

Syn didn’t’ think it was possible to
come without touching your dick. But he had. And, damn! He’d come
so hard that he couldn’t even shout, no sound came out. It was an
explosive, silent wail, and Furi had fucked him straight through
it.

Furi was sprawled across Syn’s sweaty
back, his hips pumping erratically and Syn was hyper aware of
Furi’s cock pulsing inside his sensitive channel.

“
Goddamn, Furious.” Syn’s
back arched as Furi slammed into him, holding him while his cock
throbbed his release. Syn had never imagined anything could feel
this good. He wanted to fucking kick himself for not taking what
he’d needed a long time ago. Plenty of people had successful,
demanding careers
and
relationships.
Relationship ... with
Furious.
Syn’s body shook at the
thought.

Furi licked at his ear, rubbed his
strong hands up and down Syn’s back, soothing the tremors that
racked his body. His channel was still pulsating as Furi’s cock
slid out of him. Syn groaned at the empty feeling.

“
It’s okay. I’m going to
fill you up again very soon,” Furi whispered against Syn’s earlobe,
like he’d read his thoughts. Syn’s cock was already twitching at
the promise of his ass being filled again.

“
Fuck.” Syn’s arms gave
out and they both came crashing down to the cool, damp sheets.
“Augh,” Syn grouched. He wasn’t a fan of lying in cold come. Furi
chuckled on top of him.

“
I guess you’re sleeping
in the wet spot.”

“
Get off me, shithead.”
Syn’s tone was humorous as he turned and threw the sexy man off his
back. Furi would've hit the floor but Syn reached out and grabbed
his forearm, laughing louder now.

“
Well give me a little
warning next time.” Furi crowded in close to him and they fell
silent, staring at each other. Their smiles faded slowly and
instinctually they both leaned in, letting their foreheads come
together first before lightly brushing slick, plump lips against
each other.

“
I feel good,” Syn said,
running his hands through Furi’s hair. “Don’t worry.”

Furi smiled languidly. His freshly
fucked, relaxed expression made Syn feel like he’d hit the
boyfriend jackpot. He felt so peaceful he couldn’t help the yawn
that escaped him and landed in Furi’s mouth. “Shit. Sorry.” A
sleepy chuckle was all either of them could manage.

Syn’s eyes were closed. “We’re a
mess.”

“
Mmmhmm.” Furi yawned. His
eyes were drifting closed as well. “The one who came the hardest
gets up to get the washcloth.”

“
That’ll be
you.”

“
That’s you.”

The said in unison, sharing a sexy
post coital laugh while lazily nuzzling against each other. Syn
groaned and got up to go to the bathroom. He passed by the bathroom
mirror and almost didn’t recognize himself. He looked relaxed. The
crease that seemed to be permanently etched into his forehead
appeared to have smoothed out. The darkness of his eyes almost
gleamed back at him. Syn smiled and liked how he looked doing it.
“Fuckin’ Furious,” he whispered.

Syn finished washing up and soaped a
cloth for Furi. Syn turned the corner and was again hit with that
surreal feeling caused by having a naked man lying in his bed.
Damn. Furi’s beautifully toned, inked-over body stretched from his
headboard to his footboard. Furi’s ass was petite but round and
perfectly shaped. Syn’s eyes rolled when his cock showed signs of
life at the thought of burying himself in that sexy ass and fucking
it until he couldn’t see straight.

Syn awkwardly walked back to the bed
and gave Furi a nudge with his bare hip. “Hey, you.”

“
Hey, back.” Furi’s voice
was melodic.

“
Here’s your rag. I’m
gonna make sure the doors are locked. Then I’m going to bed.” Syn
cleared his throat nervously. “You’re staying ...
right?”

Furi flipped over and took the warm
cloth while eyeing Syn. “Yeah, but,” Furi propped himself on one
elbow, “are you asking me to stay in your bed or stay so you can
protect me?”

Syn leaned down and kissed Furi’s
pouty mouth. “Both. Now shut up.”

Furi grabbed the lube from the
nightstand and chucked it at Syn’s head, just barely missing him as
he ran out of the room. Syn laughed all the way down the hall. When
he came back he peeked around the doorjamb. “Is it
safe?”

Furi had moved to his
stomach with the cover pulled up to his lean hips. Syn thought he
mumbled “No,” but his mouth was half buried in the plush pillow.
Syn checked his weapons one more time and climbed in bed
behind
his man
.

Syn wasn't aware he’d fallen asleep
until he was awakened by a cold prickly feeling running down his
spine. Syn startled fully alert and listened intently before
moving. His arm was draped over Furi’s stomach, his soft cock
resting against one of his ass cheeks. Ordinarily, it would feel
good but the nagging feeling at the nape of his neck wouldn’t let
him enjoy his first morning waking up with a man. Syn closed his
eyes, straining to hear anything, but still ... nothing. Something
was definitely off though. When Syn pulled away from Furi’s
intoxicating smell, it registered. Food. Cooking.
Goddamnit.

Syn buried his face in Furi’s soft
hair and whispered into it, “Whatever you do, don’t get out of bed.
I’ll be right back.”

Furi snuffled slightly, “Mmmm.
Where’re you going? What time is it?”

Oh god. Furi’s rough, bass-filled
morning voice was the most sinful sound Syn had ever heard. “Shhh.”
Syn pushed Furi’s hair behind his ear and kissed his temple. “It’s
a little after five. Go back to sleep.”

“
Mmmkay.”

Syn pulled his boxers on and quietly
left the bedroom, walking angrily to the kitchen. He turned the
corner and wanted to throw a shit-fit at the sight before him. Day
was standing at his stove loading some type of egg dish onto a
plate before turning and setting it in front of God. God folded
down one side of his newspaper, peering at Syn from behind
it.

“
Well good morning,
sunshine,” Day said way too cheerily for five-fucking-a.m. “We
brought breakfast.”

Syn clenched his jaw, trying not to
yell at his superior officers. “Have you two lost your fuckin’
minds? Come on. It’s, it’s ... early.” Syn turned his wrist,
forgetting he didn’t have his watch on yet. “Damn, you guys are
always at the office, or at a crime scene, or over fucking here at
god-awful hours.”

“
Oh, it’s early?” Day said
disbelievingly. God shrugged like he hadn’t realized
either.

“
Seriously. When the fuck
do you guys sleep?”

“
Never,” God said
nonchalantly.

“
When do you fuck?” Syn
snapped.

“
Always,” Day quipped.
“Just did thirty minutes ago. Nice couch by the way, real comfy,
sorry for the stain.” Syn tiredly flipped Day off.

“
Don’t be pissed,” Day
sing-songed. “A dab of Shout will get that right out.”

Syn rubbed angrily at his tired eyes,
growling, “Day.”

“
He’s not in a joking
mood, sweetheart,” God said from behind his paper. “You know we
didn’t fuck on your couch so calm the hell down. Damn you’re moody
in the morning. Unless ... We weren’t interrupting anything, were
we? So, how’s porn boy?” God’s gruff voice filled the kitchen,
making Syn cringe.

“
First of all. Don’t
fucking call him that, ever, and damnit God. Lower your voice.
Shit. He’s still asleep,” Syn berated his Lieutenant, who didn’t
look the slightest bit fazed by Syn’s irritation. “You guys could
let him sleep, he’s had a rough night, ya know.”

Day leaned his chest against God’s
large back, draping his arms over his shoulders. “Oh damn, what
kind of friends are we? It was rough, huh?” Day looked
apologetic.

“
Yes, it was, Day. He
just–”

“
Try water-based lube next
time,” Day interrupted, causing God to choke on his
eggs.

“
Day, fuck.” Syn tried not
to grin, but when he thought about it, it really was
funny.

“
I knew I’d get you to
smile. Have some breakfast Sarge, we gotta go question the crazy
chicks. You know how much people feel like sharing when they’ve
spent a night in jail.”

“
Damn. Alright, just let
me–”

“
Wow. Something smells
great.” Furi’s deep voice reached them from down the hall as he
made his way to the kitchen. “You cook babe? Who knew? I’ll have
the Gladiator portion.” Furi used his best Roman accent as he
sauntered into the kitchen with his hands on hips and his head
high.

Syn turned just as Furi noticed God
and Day.

“
Oh, fuck, shit, Jesus
Christ!” Furi stumbled, his eyes darting wildly between all of
them. “Damn, I’m so sorry.” Furi looked at Syn trying to gauge
exactly how much he’d fucked up just now.

Syn smiled at him and Furi immediately
lost the horrified expression. Syn held his hand out and mouthed to
him 'it's okay.'

“
Damn.” God’s sharp green
eyes roamed Furi’s practically naked frame. His intricate body art
on full display, wearing nothing but boxer briefs. The hard smack
from Day to the back of his head cut his appreciation
short.

“
Did that feel good, God?”
Syn said amusingly.

“
I’m s-s-sorry, did you
say, G-god?” Furi looked confused.

“
Chill out, man. You’re
not in purgatory.” Day winked. “You’re in Syn’s apartment, so it
only looks like it.”

Syn huffed an annoyed
breath.

“
Figures,” Furi said like
he was disappointed. He smiled, motioning that he was going to put
some pants on. Furi yelled from down the hall. “Figures, God
couldn’t be that damn hot.”

Syn rolled his eyes when
he saw the shit-eating grin on Day’s face.
Wonderful
.

“
Your guy thinks my man is
‘hot.’” Day slowly pulled out the other dinette chair, sitting
gingerly, crossing one leg over the other, carefully placing both
clasped hands in his lap in a classic psychoanalytical posture.
With one eyebrow cocked high, he asked Syn in a monotone, “So how
does that make you feel?”

“
You know what? Get out.
Both of you.” Syn pointed to his front door.

Furious came back in still laughing.
He easily lowered Syn’s pointing arm and kissed his slack mouth.
Syn thought he'd feel uncomfortable kissing in front of other
people, especially his bosses, but he didn’t. Besides, his bosses
weren’t exactly typical. Syn pulled Furi in and kissed him properly
before releasing him to sit.

Furi would swear his heart stopped for
about ten seconds when he thought he’d embarrassed Syn in front of
his coworkers. The Gladiator comment was an obvious jibe that Furi
had really put it to Syn last night. He thought Syn was alone,
cooking for him, otherwise he never would’ve said that, but Syn was
okay about it.

Furi was shocked when Syn pulled him
in for a sexy kiss right in front of his hot ass friends and damn,
they were fucking hot. Furi sat down and glanced over toward the
stove. “That smells awesome. What is it?”