surfdudecop: *hands move down the front of your shirt unbuttoning slowly and then caressing your soft skin* Daniel, I've never been so turned on in my life as I am right now. *taking that sweet mouth once more in a deep kiss*
bikergeek: *slips hands into hair and explores mouth, sucking on lower lip* I never knew a fantasy could feel so real.
surfdudecop: *moans as kiss is deepens and my hands pause at your belt, questioning*
bikergeek: We're really doing this... *kisses along jaw and whispers in ear* Yes, James yes. *hands slip inside shirt collar to touch hot skin*
surfdudecop: Part of me can't believe I'm having phone sex. Wait, this is online sex. I want to touch you for real, Daniel. Want so much. *unbuckles pants and slips hand in finding a hot hard cock* Can you feel me touch you? *squeezing and stroking you gently, running a thumb over the head of your cock before pulling back to look into your eyes as I drop to my knees*
bikergeek: How is it that this can be so much more real than anything that's ever been real in my life before?? *moans at the sight of you before me, my hips moving in anticipation, my eyes locking onto yours as my fingers slip once more into your soft fair hair*
surfdudecop: *leaning into your caress, giving a saucy grin and wink before taking you into my mouth, sucking gently, licking up and down your length as my hands reach back and cup your balls before caressing over the entrance to your body*
bikergeek: I'm panting. I'm actually panting here. It's a damn good job I live alone in this tiny flat. I'm so hard right now it hurts, but I can't help how this feels. *whispers hoarsely* Oh God James, please don't stop. Please don't ever stop.
surfdudecop: The office door is shut. Please just let there be no emergency in the next few minutes. *relaxes before taking you down my throat, burying my nose in your pubic hair*
bikergeek: Its been so long since anyone made me feel like this. *fingers tighten in your hair* Oh God, James I can't hold back, don't want to hold back… *panting hard* YES!
surfdudecop: That's it... *pushes finger inside you as I suck harder* I know you're touching yourself. Come for me. Come. Now.
bikergeek: I already did. I couldn't help myself. I'm shaking so much right now. I've never come so hard, James. Never. *takes a moment to come back down* I know you did too. Please tell me you did? *takes deep breath* I could feel you. God, it was so real. Tell me I wasn't just fantasizing that?
surfdudecop: Just trying to clean up before anyone wonders what I've been doing in here behind a locked door all this time. Daniel, I swear it's never been like that for me before. I haven't been that hard, or come that hard in my life... *shy grin* Part of me can't believe I just did that. I mean *blushes* I'm at work!
bikergeek: I totally forgot you were in the office! *smiles dreamily* You were very good. *chuckles softly* Yeah we really just did that didn't we?
Gotta clean up too.
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surfdudecop: Okay. I so feel like a teenager right about now.
bikergeek: Back.
surfdudecop: As much as I hate to blow and go *grins* I have a staff meeting in ten minutes and then I have to go over some old cases we might have a few new leads on. But trust me when I say all I'd rather do right now is cuddle with you. *chuckles* Yeah, I'm a sap. But I need to hit the bathroom. Last thing I need to do is walk into a room full of detectives and forensic experts smelling like sex. I so don't want to explain that one. The interrogation would last for hours.
bikergeek: That was amazing JC. Its okay, I know you're at work. I'm so sorry I forgot. You distracted me...
Are you alright?
surfdudecop: Hey, I distracted me too but it was a good distraction. *kisses neck* So very worth it.
bikergeek: *trembles at kiss* You going to be okay?
surfdudecop: I'm good actually. I'll have a stupid grin on my face the rest of the day. Probably get hounded with questions, but dear God, Daniel that was just amazing.
bikergeek: I'm grinning too. I just hope I wasn't making too much noise or the Prof's wife will wonder what I'm up to. Try explaining THAT to a straight-laced English lady who bakes you chocolate cake. It was incredible James. It really was. I just don’t want it to go and make things awkward for you this afternoon.
surfdudecop: I hate to go, but I'll be thinking of you all day. Get some rest okay, and I'll talk with you later. *pulls into arms for a kiss*
bikergeek: *kisses back possessively* Go on now. And think of me during your meeting. I know I'll be thinking about you. And yes, before you nag too much, I'll try and rest. I promise.
surfdudecop: I really wish you were here. I'd take the afternoon off and make love to you out on the back porch at home. Just you, me and the clear blue sky. But, I have to run now. Go rest. Bye love…
bikergeek: Bye. Be good!
surfdudecop: What fun is that?
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surfdudecop: You’re up early.
bikergeek: I don't sleep JC.
surfdudecop: *sigh* What am I going to do with you? Did you get any rest *grins* I did wear you out earlier, or so I thought.
bikergeek: I tried to rest but, well I don't. I never did very much anyway, but what happened earlier? *chuckles* You blew me away there for while. I like being your distraction when you should be working.
surfdudecop: *blushes* I still can't believe we did that, and it's lucky that no one suspected a thing. Though I kept getting asked why I was grinning. I just told them that Farragut got yelled at by the higher ups.
bikergeek: I was worried that they'd find out. I mean you've got a good team of people there, JC. Nothing gets past them easily.
surfdudecop: Well a quick trip to the restroom, some great avoidance and diversions, and I was good to go. Tomorrow is another story.
bikergeek: I'm glad I could help put a smile on your face, like you put one on mine.
surfdudecop: Trust me, its still there.
bikergeek: *blushes* Mine too.
surfdudecop: So, how are you doing? Be honest and don’t lie to me, Dan. I'm guessing you’re still having nightmares. *cups cheek* I wish I could take them away.
bikergeek: *leans into touch with a grateful sigh* I dream, vivid and very bad. I just...I never...with guns, I was never good with guns...
surfdudecop: *ponders* Does it relate back to Andrew?
I hope I'm not over stepping any boundaries. Tell me to shut up if I'm asking too much, okay?
bikergeek: After what we did earlier, we've more than broken a few boundaries between us. *takes deep breath* Yeah I guess, well maybe. With Andrew it was all a long time ago, but after the jeweler's store, things are, the things I thought I'd made peace with...
*sigh* It’s confusing, I'm sorry.
surfdudecop: These sorts of situations tend to bring back old memories. Getting shot, and all those weeks off sick had me reflecting back to my brother and all the 'what ifs', but if you want, or need to talk, you know I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere unless it's to fly over there and find you.
bikergeek: *pulling you close and holding you in my arms* I know. Damn, but I wish you'd get on a plane right now. I think maybe we both have too many 'what ifs' in this life. But you're the one thing I have that's warm and solid and worth holding on to.
surfdudecop: *settles into comfortable arms* Okay, how about we put aside the 'what ifs' cos they suck anyway, and let's think of the here and now?
bikergeek: *whispering close to your ear* I'd like that.
surfdudecop: *shivers* God what you do to me. Dan, its like you’re next to me. It’s never been like this. The need and want...
bikergeek: *nipping at earlobe* I feel it too.
surfdudecop: *pulls close* Do you feel what you do to me? *moans*
bikergeek: *kisses slowly down neck as fingers open shirt buttons*
Yes. You're all I can think about.
surfdudecop: *leans into to
uch* You’re always on my mind. Right now all I see is dark hair, dark eyes…
bikergeek: *fingers tangle in fair hair* I've never needed anyone like this…
*takes lips in deep kiss, tongue exploring your mouth*
surfdudecop: I just want to hold you, love you, protect you. *moans into kiss, our tongues dueling, my hands reaching down to cup your hardness*
bikergeek: *swallows moan and slips the shirt from your shoulders*
surfdudecop: I can feel your hands on me like you're in the same room. *steps back* No fair! Off with your shirt too. Let me imagine how you look.
bikergeek: *blushes and mumbles* I'm kinda skinny. Nothing special...
surfdudecop: You're wrong. I think you're very special. You’re beautiful, and always will be in my eyes, and in my mind. Besides I'm the one who’s got the pale white skin!
bikergeek: *chuckles* And the freckles. Can't forget the freckles. *strips shirt* And I've spent too long in England. I need to get some sun and a tan. You do realize that no one's ever called me 'beautiful' before.
surfdudecop: That's another first for us then. Y'know, I have this great private deck for sunbathing purposes...
*gently pinches nipples*
bikergeek: *gasps* Your place? *pulling in to kiss you harder, my hands move down your back, exploring muscles and curves*
surfdudecop: *sweeping tongue through your mouth, tasting and exploring* Yeah, my place. I want to make love to you here. I want to hold you and never let you go. I want to make you mine, Daniel. *pulls in for another deep kiss*
bikergeek: *breathless and flushed* Don't let go. Don't stop. *opens belt and slips fingers into waistband*
surfdudecop: *moans at your touch* I want you so bad it hurts.
bikergeek: *slips pants over hips* I can feel it. I can sense it. *cups hardness* I know how to stop it hurting. *kisses down shoulders and pulls you onto couch* Let me do this. I want to do this. I want to feel you James, all of you.
surfdudecop: Oh, God... *laying down on the couch and looking up with a grin* Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?
bikergeek: *grins wickedly and leans down to lick the shell of your ear before murmuring breathlessly* Everything...
*tugs off pants and boxers, stripping you for me to see*
surfdudecop: Damn, it's like I'm a teenager all over again. *licks lips*
bikergeek: *moans softly as I stroke your cock in my hand, trembling as I kiss down your neck to your chest, running my tongue over your nipples*
surfdudecop: *moans softly* So good… *slips hands into hair* Don’t stop, please don't stop.
bikergeek: That's the last thing I want to do. *nips at warm flesh with teeth* I can almost taste the California sun on your skin…
*presses close, hips moving against yours*
surfdudecop: *thrusts upwards, moaning at the contact, pulling up a little to take your mouth in a deep kiss as my hands run down your back cupping your firm ass and squeezing hard* Please, tell me you're touching yourself, stroking your cock and thinking of me as I'm thinking of you…
bikergeek: *swallows hard* Yeah, I'm thinking of your fingers wrapped around me now and our bodies twined together. I can feel you. James, I can feel how hard you are… *taking you in my hand as you squeeze me, rubbing our erections together* So hot and hard.
surfdudecop: Come for me?
bikergeek: Yes!! *panting and flushed*
surfdudecop: Nothing has ever felt like that. Okay I've got you and sex on my mind all the time now. *wolfish grin*
bikergeek: *chuckles and blushes* The Prof's gonna think I've got a woman up here the way I screamed. I've not felt like a kid in a long time. I really want to explore where all those freckles of yours are... *wicked grin*
surfdudecop: *blushes then smirks* Well they are all over. I mean all over!
bikergeek: I hope to find out some day. But what I'd like right now is to just curl up with you, and not let go. Tell me you've got a lounger on that nice secluded deck of yours? One we could both lie on and just be together?
surfdudecop: I'm looking out right now through the doors that lead onto the deck. How about a soft hammock with fluffy pillows? Now close your eyes and imagine us laying on it, basking in the sun.
bikergeek: I can imagine it, with my arms around you, and your head on my shoulder.
surfdudecop: I'm setting down into bed now, with your voice in my head. Just listening to the ocean waves with you. *yawns* No cares in the world.
bikergeek: Running my fingers through your hair, keeping you close to me, our legs twined together...
I know it's late over there now. Get some sleep. I know I could fall asleep next to you and not have bad dreams if we were together like that.
surfdudecop: Just imagine us that way, and get some rest yourself. I'm here to protect you. I promise. *yawns* Didn't realize I was so tired. I'll see you in the morning. *kisses soft and slow* I'll dream of you.
bikergeek: *returns kiss* Sleep well.
surfdudecop: Night. Love you.
bikergeek: *blinks and grins* I love you too.
surfdudecop: G'night love. *kisses tenderly*
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bikergeek: JC? Are you there? You online?
surfdudecop: Yeah, I'm here. Hold on. Gotta lock my office door. *grins* Just in case.
bikergeek: *smirks* Good precaution. You mean Nellie hasn't found out yet?
surfdudecop: She's eyeing me like only a mother hen can. She knows something’s up but not what, and it's driving her nuts. *positively evil grin*
bikergeek: *sly chuckle* I've had the Professor looking at me weird too. He's gonna ask me any day now what her name is!
surfdudecop: Just grin and say JC.
bikergeek: He'd know. I mean its not like I don't talk about you or anything! *settles close and takes your hand in mine*
surfdudecop: *runs thumb over hand* Did you get any rest?
bikergeek: A little, not much. But it helps to think of you, of us, on that hammock you've got.
surfdudecop: At least you got SOME rest.
bikergeek: But listen, something’s come up and I've got to go give statements about the jeweler's store. I have to face a line up of suspects, that sort of stuff, and I'm meeting someone in London who's got an idea that might pan out for some work. So things will be a bit weird for a while on this end.
I don't want you to worry. I promise no stops on the way home for picking things up though, okay?
surfdudecop: Are you going to be alright? How long are you going to be gone? Job? I'm channeling Nellie now. Oh God, help me…
bikergeek: *smirks* I don't know if this'll happen, its just an idea. It's business. I'll be okay. I want to see those guys gone from my head and I want that gun gone from my dreams. *shudders* I really don't want to see that gun again. I've stared down that barrel long enough.
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