Nothing Special 03 - Here Comes Trouble (27 page)

Green kissed Ruxs on his neck, ignoring his last comment. Making Ruxs feel like his head was going to explode from pleasure was something that had to be shown not spoken. He started up a slow rhythm, holding on to Ruxs’ hip with one hand, and propping himself up with the other. The deeper he went, the more Ruxs moaned his name. He’d been so patient and waited so long for this day. Way longer than Ruxs had been waiting and wanting him. Now he had him. He was buried balls deep in him, almost ready to deposit his love inside him.

He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on pushing his orgasm down. When Ruxs topped him it sure as hell took longer than two minutes. He lowered himself and aimed for a higher angle. Ruxs lurched in his arms and Green pulled out, went back in with power, keeping that angle and strong momentum. Ruxs was quieter now. His only sounds a mix between a groan and sob each time Green pegged his gland. He looked down and Ruxs cock was harder than a choirboy’s in a porn shop.
Fuck yeah.
But he needed a better position, needed to go deeper.

He rolled pulling Ruxs with him.

“Don’t stop.” Ruxs voice was barely recognizable.

“I’m not.” Green pulled Ruxs on top. Ruxs’ heavy legs on either side of his. His back to his chest, his rigid cock pointing to the ceiling. Damn. He was heavy but the weight felt good and it put Green just as deep as he needed to be.

Ruxs shuddered on top of him when Green gripped him between his thighs, holding his balls in a diamond created by his hands and slid him up and down his body while he thrust up into him on the down stroke.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Ruxs keened. “Right th—oh… god.”

“You’re the sexiest fucking contradiction, baby. You’re such a badass on the street… lethal,” Green growled, thrusting deeper “So many men have eaten the butt of your shotgun, but here you are with me. Moaning and whimpering on my cock like a helpless slut.

“Up and down just like that,” Green whispered, his forehead pressed against the back of Ruxs’ head. Green kept that position and rocked Ruxs’ body on top of his like he owned it… ‘cause he did. He fucked up into him hard each time that hot ass slid back down on him. Showed Ruxs the true meaning of topping from the bottom. Green removed his hands and like the partners they were in every sense of the word, their bodies continued to move in perfect synch. He rubbed every erogenous zone he could reach. Dug his hands into the back of Ruxs neck, ran them down his chest, caressing his abs. He brushed his hands over Ruxs’ cock, jerked it twice, and then stopped. It was harder than he’d ever felt it. He raised his back off the bed – groaned low in his throat – and reached lower, overwhelming his lover’s senses with a lingam massage. Using both hands to fondle Ruxs’ balls before pressing his fingers against his taint. When his fingertips brushed against their connection, Green saw sparks dance behind his closed eyelids. “I’m coming, Mark.” Green wanted his man right there with him. He pinched Ruxs’ nipples just as hard as he could.

Ruxs jerked so hard the move almost made them lose their connection. “Fuck!”

Green felt the large muscles of Ruxs’ back grow ridged and tighten like he was on his one hundredth pull-up. God he fucking loved this man. Ruxs inhaled hard, took what was given him. Green kept the same intensity in his thrust, but he slowed the fucking down, made it precious. Ruxs made a sound like he was in pain. Large hands came up and grabbed a fist full of Green’s hair. Ruxs tightened his hold on him, now it was Green’s turn to make a painful sound. When Ruxs’ ass clamped down on his cock, Green dropped his head back to the pillow. He pinched harder and Ruxs’ body went still and then hard as stone. His come burst from him. Long streams of white lava erupted over Ruxs’ rippled stomach. He heard him, felt Ruxs growl and jolt with each release. Green barked a startled cry as his orgasm dug its claws in and roared through his core, to settle in his balls, consuming them with heat. He freed Ruxs’ tortured nipples and pulled the tight ass down on his cock, pressing it firmly into his pelvis just in time for his cock to thicken and shoot deep inside that throbbing channel. Deep enough for Ruxs to feel it in his soul. And he knew he did because the affectionately whispered, “Chris” that left his lover’s lips told him their bonding was sealed.

Ruxs woke up feeling loved and sorer than he’d ever been in his life. He’d been thrown from two story windows, wrestled with five men at once, even been thrown from a speeding car, but nothing compared to the feel of your ass being fucked by a man that was heavily muscled and well endowed. He noticed he was in bed alone, but he smiled because he could smell the scent of cinnamon buns. Ruxs turned on his side, groaning at the aches. But damn if his man didn’t make him soar. He’d never felt that good before, never been that aroused or come so hard.

He slung his feet over the side of the bed and headed straight for the shower. He’d finished washing and had his hands braced on the wall while he let the steaming water beat against his neck and ass. He heard the door opening then the glass door of the shower sliding along the track.

“You feel okay?”

Ruxs turned around at the deep voice and looked at his gorgeous boyfriend. “Yeah. I’m good.”

“Liar. You been in here like twenty minutes.” Green chuckled in that sexy way he loved. “The tenderness doesn’t last long.”

“Good to know.” Ruxs leaned over and gave Green a wet kiss. Whispering into his mouth, “Last night was amazing.”

“You seemed like you enjoyed it.” Green licked at his mouth, his tongue tasting like cinnamon.

“I did. But I think I’ll be the top in this relationship.” Ruxs reached around with a dripping hand and grabbed Green’s ass, squeezing him through his lounge pants.

“That’s fine, not many could handle all this. Only the strongest survive,” Green said, grabbing his cock and balls.

Ruxs laughed hard, leaning in to bite Green on his neck. “You asshole.”

Green closed the shower door and Ruxs heard him taking a leak.

“I’m really looking forward to a lazy day on the couch, watching football with my favorite guys and eating any and all snacks in your cabinet.”

“Um, Babe.”

“Okay, okay, I promise to go grocery shopping with you this —”

“No. That’s not it. God wants us to come in. He has a development on a new case and I think he wants us on surveillance tonight,” Green told him while he washed his hands.

“Goddamnit!” Ruxs yelled turning off the water. “We should be allowed some personal time with our new son. You know… to bond and shit.”

Green laughed so hard Ruxs pushed him out of his way so he could get to the bedroom. “Shut up.”

“I’m just saying. That’s a pretty lame attempt at trying to get some time off. One, our bond with Curtis has been solid for years and two, there’s no such thing as time off with this job. Now hurry up and get dressed. I don’t want us to be the last ones to get there.”

Green walked through the parking lot with his guys. Since they were only going over the details of the case, he’d allowed Curtis to come along. They walked through the bullpen waving to the few officers that actually liked them.

“Uh oh. Here comes trouble,” their captain called out, making heads turn in their direction and laugh. If only he could shoot the captain the bird like he would anyone else that had said that stupid shit. He saw Ruxs raise his hands in a mock wave of appreciation. He wasn’t playing into it. Theirs was the most dangerous job in the APD.  It was held by a select few out of the whole damn force because of it. They were the men on the street, the first in and last out on a bust. They should be treated with more respect.

Green walked into their office and saw that they were indeed the last ones to get there.

“‘Bout damn time. I called you an hour ago,” God said, while leaning over Day sitting at his desk looking at some files.

Green sat down at his desk, not bothering with a response to that comment either. Curtis went over to Vickie’s desk and when she saw him she scooped him into a big hug, cradling his head to her cleavage.

Green chuckled at his son, since he looked like that was the last place he wanted to be. When Vickie finally let him go, he gave a few high-fives to the guys and settled in over by the IT team. He turned and saw Ruxs had made his way over to God and Day. Syn was propped up on the desk next to them looking at the scattered papers, a serious expression on his face. Whatever they were getting ready to work on didn’t look like it was going to be fun.

“Damn, God. It’s Sunday. This couldn’t wait until tomorrow morning? I had a whole day of football planned. Besides. I thought you rested on the Sabbath,” Ruxs said, laughing annoyingly at his own joke.

Great. Really, babe.

A few of the guys joined in, looking over in their lieutenants’ direction, but the laughter quickly skidded to an abrupt halt.

Green shook his head sadly when he saw God’s head slowly rise up to look at Ruxs. Sharp eyes boring into his partner.

God’s gruff voice could be heard clear across the office. “Ruxsberg. What the hell is the look on my face saying now?”

Syn gave a grunt of a laugh.

Ruxs shrugged.

“Day tell him what my face is saying.”

Day looked up from his papers and gave God’s face a split-second glance before his eyes went back down to what he was looking at. “His face says: get the fuck away from me.”

Syn laughed again as Ruxs looked at his bosses, annoyed.

“Day how the hell do you put up with God?”

“Yeah well, I’m still trying to get into heaven,” Day deadpanned.

God grumbled something to Day and turned back to Ruxs. “Do I have to say it again?” he barked.

Ruxs turned and walked back over to his desk.

“Happy now?” Green threw a pen cap at him. “If he wasn’t going to make us work tonight, he sure as fuck is now.”

They’d been sitting around their conference table for six and half hours going over their new assignment. It was another big one. Their office had received an anonymous tip that a nice-sized shipment was being brought in soon by one of the higher-up dealers in Midtown. The folder containing the tip included photos of the infamous ScottyD shaking hands with a man on what appeared to be a fishing boat at the West End Docks.

“So Ruxs and Green. I want you guys to start on surveillance first thing tomorrow. Watch Scotty, watch his boys. Get on the streets and get some people to talk.” Ruxs and Green talked amongst themselves while Syn gave his orders to the rest of the team.

“At least we don’t have to go tonight,” Green said tiredly. His ass was hurting from sitting so long.

“True. I think we have just enough time to catch the recap of all the games we missed today,” Ruxs whined.

Green gave his partner a hot and teasing look. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Damn right you will.” Ruxs winked.

“Alright,” God’s voice called over all the chatter. “Let’s get out of here for now.”

“Gladly,” Ruxs muttered.

They shut down their computers and locked up all their files. Ruxs and Green pulled on their coats and were moving to leave out the office with the others when he heard Day call their names. They stopped mid-stride, turning to face their lieutenants and sergeant.

“Ohhhh. Somebody’s in trouble,” Ro teased walking past.

Green stuck out his foot and tripped Ro, making him stumble into the door. “You act like a ten-year-old you’ll be treated like one, dipshit,” Green said drily, ignoring Ro’s middle finger as he walked back to his bosses’ desk.

God sat in his large chair, his hands steepled together, watching both of them.

“Sorry. Only Day has that talent. I can’t read what you’re thinking, God,” Ruxs said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Green sighed. He would never know why Ruxs had to run his mouth so much. He wondered if his partner had ever heard of the saying. “Don’t poke the bear.” He doubted it.

“Shut up, smartass. I’m thinking. Thinking about what I’ll do to you if you guys go out on assignment and cause a bunch of damage again. A fitting punishment,” God snarled. “We need this to go smooth.”

“Don’t need a shit-ton of your ruckus, Ruxs.” Day winked.

Ruxs looked at his lieutenant, bored. “Nice, Day. Did you come with that all by yourself? Will you be here all week with that act? I don’t want to miss —”

“Shut up,” Green hissed out the side of his mouth.

“One dollar of damage that wasn’t absolutely one hundred percent unavoidable and you guys will be on a two-week suspension.” Day stood glaring back at them. “How’s that for my last act?”

Ruxs puffed up to say something but Green quickly put his hand up, and thank the heavens, Ruxs didn’t speak what he’d been about to say.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll be cool. No need to even mention it again,” Green said spinning Ruxs in a one-eighty and moving them both out the door. As they made their way across the sparsely occupied bullpen late on a Sunday evening, Green gave his partner the side eye. Letting him know he wasn’t pleased with his mouth. If God, Day and Syn weren’t following a few feet behind, he would’ve thrown Ruxs in the bathroom and made his mouth pay for all the bullshit it just spouted.

When Ruxs looked his way, Green winked at him conspiratorially. He could wait until they got home to inflict his own punishment.

“Curtis hasn’t come back yet?” Ruxs said taking long strides down the hall. “How long does it take to eat a burger and fries?”

Green had sent Curtis out to grab dinner about an hour and a half ago. “He’s probably taking his time, thinking we were gonna be a while longer. We’ll just swing by —” Green stopped short as soon as he moved through the thick double doors at the parking lot exit of the precinct. The sight in front of him almost making him drop to his knees.

Ruxs gasped next to him, his throat making a sound like he’d just been punched in the gut by the world’s strongest man.

Jesus. Please.
Green struggled to breathe while he tried to process the scene before him, tried to think like a cop, tried to quickly assess every possible exit strategy, hopefully Ruxs was doing the same. He didn’t move a muscle, nor did he turn and acknowledge when his lieutenants and his sergeant came out the doors next. The sounds of their conversation dying mid-sentence as they took in the scene in the parking lot.