To Trust A Cop

Beta: None for this. My beta is away for a couple of weeks.
Warning: Het
Notes: You read that warning right. Believe me, I’m as surprised as any of you, still it just fitted.
Okay, maybe not so surprised. I had it in the back of my head, I just didn’t know when, how or why. *grin*

And my beta is gone for the moment. I opted to post the chapters and send them to be read later instead of having you wait two or more weeks ;)

About Irvine, Zell and Raijin… especially Raijin. I have plans for them. They’re just not completely worked out yet, part from some smutty scenes that is. But those would make no sense if I just shoved them into some chapter, right. *lol*


6

The brunet hurried out from the changing room close to running to get to his working station. Damn. He was so going to kill that stupid cop for leaving him without waking him up!

“Hold it!” A hard voice bellowed and Squall stopped in mid-move.

Crap. It hadn’t been half as bad if he had just been able to slip in and started working without his chief noticing. The youth turned around, expressionless with a straight back. The fat man was walking towards him in a menacing way, cigar hanging from the mouth.

“Trying to sneak past me are you boy?” He growled and tried sounding frightening.

Sure, the man had the height and built, though he was fat, but still he lacked the all important authority.

“No, sir.” He lied.

He had quickly learnt that if he wished to keep his work, he better keep a good attitude.

“It’ll be dragged off of your payment.” The man grumbled and crossed his arms.

“I understand.”

“You better not repeat this.” The boss continued and gave him a warning glare before leaving him alone and disappearing back to wherever he came from.

Squall sighed deeply. Well, nothing more than to be expected. Less he didn’t work overtime. To say that the idea didn’t sit well with him was an understatement. The brunet hurried away to his place. He was supposed to be packaging items this day. It wasn’t as hard as loading the trucks with the cargo.

“So sleeping beauty has arrived at last.”

Squall gritted his teeth and glared at the older man.

“Look at that, princess wants to kill ya.” The other thug sniggered.

Squall glared at the other, warning them not to piss him off today when he already had a mood going. Craig, that the first of them was named, wasn’t too clever however. He leaned in and grinned.

“Too tough for you? Told you man’s works is nothing for a boy.” He grinned and Squall fisted his hands.

“You want me to give you a second bloody nose?” He hissed and straightened a little more.

The six foot thug straightened away from him.

“Testy are we?” He muttered before walking back to his own work.

Squall exhaled. He really didn’t want to end up in a fight on top of his late arrival. Fortunately, the stupid man seemed to remember pain well enough for now. Though, Squall had been lucky that time. Craig had been alone and unprepared. He had underestimated the young, lithe brunet and so had paid dearly for it with a bleeding nose and broken ribs. A debt Squall was afraid would be paid back one day.

The monotonous work made your mind wander. To days and nights and situations he had no wish to indulge in. Like the mounting threat of Craig who he knew held attractions toward him. Or disturbingly pleasure filled nights that made his body heat. No good in the middle of a factory where a hard-on was difficult to hide.

His nipples were sore, not as sore as they could be he guessed. Not like another part of his body. That certain thought made a blush spread and he fought to keep it down. The brunet clenched his jaws hard. He should be furious at himself for his weakness and stupidity. He would have promised himself to never do such stupid things again if he could believe he had seen the last of the cop. Which he didn’t, and so he couldn’t trust himself to keep such a promise. Really, it was troublesome.

*****

The woman was quite the cutie. Curvy forms, very short, long chestnut hair, soft brown eyes and a charming smile. Still she was quite stupid too. Almasy lifted her by grabbing her nice round bottom. It made her giggle and he smirked.

She circled her arms around his neck and legs around his waist before kissing him. Seifer put her up against a wall and grinded hard against her pliant body. She moaned and gave room for him to squeeze her silicon enlarged breasts.

“Ellias has gone away; he’ll be gone three days.” She breathed and he hummed in replay.

So what if she was married? It wasn’t him that was cheating. That he had encouraged her to, was something entirely different. He sneaked a hand under her short skirt and found her heat that had made the fabric moist. She moaned her little moan and arched against the wall as he rubbed her softly.

“The bedroom?” She gasped.

“What’s wrong with the wall? Afraid I’ll drop you?” He leered, voice roughened by lust.

His loins were hard as rock and he really, really wished things too speed up a little. It wasn’t convenient to be found out with your pants down. She giggled.

“You naughty, naughty man.” She purred and circled herself harder around him again.

He devoured her mouth and she easily gave in, knowing by now that he required control. Seifer let his finger’s slip inside her panties and found the wet heat. She whimpered as he tormented her sensitive nub mercilessly.

He dragged her skirt up around her midsection and ripped open the light blouse. Hoisting her up better, the blond freed one of her breasts and devoured it. She whimpered and ground against him. Such a demanding girl. Seifer put his fingers back at her most sensitive spot and she granted him with sighs and moans.

Damn. If this continued he would lose it and fuck her anyway. What was taking so long?

“Oh, so good. Please, inside me, Demitry.” She whined and nibbled at his ear.

Her hands sneaked around him and tried prying off his shirt. Almasy made a growl and yanked at her panties, causing them to dig into her ass and making her gasp. What the hell.

Freeing himself with just some difficulty, he held her clothes to the side as his hard cock found her opening. He purposefully thrust into her hard, making her shout and those lovely eyes to close. The cop moaned deeply at the wet lovely heat that enveloped him. She whimpered and clutched hard to him as he thrust the whole way inside.

“You’re so big…”She breathed, stroking an ego needn’t be stroked.

“And you love it.” He murmured and jerked hard in her a couple of times.

She moaned and a rosy colour spread in her face. He started pounding into her. She gasped and whimpered and moaned for him. One of her little hands found its way down between them and he helped her reach herself. Seifer moaned as she clamped around him in waves together with her pleasure.

“Harder, harder.” She gasped and he obliged her.

Flesh smacked between them. Her juices dripped from his cock pumping in her. Almasy gritted his teeth as she suddenly clamped down hard around him and shouted. He lodged his cock in her as she shook and moaned helplessly in the orgasm.

Blushes spread from her neck and up, her legs twitched somewhat in the throes of pleasure. She sunk down against him, panting against his shoulder. As he shifted to reach her sensitised nub and rub it, she groaned and jerked in pleasure close to pain.

“Poor little flower, he’s not taking care of you properly?” Seifer murmured against her.

She kissed him both hungrily and timidly. She had been as good as a virgin when he started banging her. And that husband of hers didn’t have quite the equipment the self acclaimed god of sex had. She rotated her hips and he groaned, still hard as rock and needing to cum.

“You didn’t come?” She panted, eyes somewhat dilated in pleasure.

Seifer grinned and lifted her off of him. She gasped and clawed to stay put, but he easily put her down at her feet.

“Turn around, hands on the wall.” He purred and she obliged.

He helped her spread those beautiful legs and bend forward more. She cried out as he thrust back inside the whole way. Squeezing her hips hard and groaning he started slowly thrusting. He had to bend his legs and stand spread himself to reach down. Had he mentioned that she was short?

She started gasping and moaning again. She gasped extra sharply as he pushed his thumb in her ass. Taking it out and coating it with her wetness, he put it back in again. He had played with fingers in her ass before; she was quite compliant after a little persuasion.

“He doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?” He growled and she shook her head.

“No, you’re so good to me.” She whimpered.

The cop stopped playing with her and started fucking in earnest. She wasn’t half as fun to play with as someone else and he had an urgent need to cum. Together with the slaps and sloshing their groans and whimpers mixed.

Suddenly the door banged open and the two culprits jumped high, withdrawing from each other and trying to look like they hadn’t been fucking each others brains out.

Seifer quickly donned his clothing and cursed his throbbing cock for not losing interest in such a situation. Not even Ellias’ blazing anger or the sight of the two looming bodyguards made his body want to cooperate.

“You!” The little man screamed, losing his voice and sounding like a little boy in puberty.

“What’s up Ellias? Thought you’d gone by now.” Seifer smirked.

The middle aged man became blazing red in anger and his hands fisted.

“You will die for this!” He roared.

“Oh? Like that cop you fixed?” Seifer taunted.

“Yes! I’ll fucking skin you alive and drown you like that shit head!” He continued.

Seifer nodded, smirk still holding.

“Thanks for that.” He grinned and for a second dawning came to the man’s eyes.

Then all hell broke lose. Cops were barging into the room and one of the bodyguards was stupid enough to open fire. Almasy dragged the screaming woman to the floor and lay over her as the bullets whined over their heads and wood and glass were splitting.

It was over with quickly. Only Ellias standing with six guns pointed at him. Irvine came sauntering in and looked the man down.

“Ellias Hower, you are arrested for the murder of officer Remy Tellas.” He stated.

The blond got off the sobbing woman and slowly gained his feet. He dragged her up with him. A female cop came in and helped the frightened woman away. Almasy met violet eyes as Ellias was taken away.

“You idiot!” Irvine hissed.

Seifer arched an eyebrow.

“Do you even realise the risk you put yourself in? Not only did you tip him about your own affair, but you had to fuck her when he came back?” He growled and Seifer smirked.

“I though it was a great plan. A quick and efficient way of getting a confession.” He shrugged and took up a cigarette.

“And what if he just would have shot you at the spot? What if we hadn’t been here in time?” Irvine muttered.

Seifer knocked at his chest that sounded distinctly covered in armour. The officers were leaving the room and the blond walked closer to his college.

“Whatever, you’re the captain’s business.” He muttered and Seifer hummed.

He was still hard. Still painfully aroused. Looking at his watch he noted it was quite late. Irvine turned to walk out but Seifer fisted his pony-tail and dragged him back. The man’s protest was silenced by a harsh kiss.

“Want to have some threesome fun?” He asked lowly.


Author’s Note:
Who’d you think will be the third part? *evil chuckle*

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