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The street view passed by as Arthur drove his police car along the street. He was instructed to patrol in this area to search for any suspicious person. Arthur growled. He was craving for his bed after a long day of work. However, a bank robbery occurred. The blonde yawned and his green eyes started to get watery. "I'm going to beat that damn robber to half death if I arrest him," Arthur hissed.

A wheezing sound reached to his ears and Arthur reached for his walkie-talkie. "Arthur sir, we have received report saying that one of the robbers appear in the grocery in your patrolling area. Please go and have a look there. Over."

"Alright, I'm on the way now. Over," Arthur replied, before he drove full speed towards the place to confirm the claim. Arthur had not seen the robbers' pictures. Even if the policeman saw him, he wouldn't be able to recognise him.

Arthur pulled up outside the grocery, his eyes scanning the vicinity for any violence before he got out of his car. He eyes every passers-by in that area. He expected to see a frightened man but he could find no one. With a sigh, Arthur approached the grocery. Just when Arthur stepped into the store, a man bumped into his chest. The man was much taller and had a strongly built torso. A hat obscured that man's face. Arthur managed to glimpse the blonde hair and the cerulean eyes of the man. Arthur was sent falling to the ground, his head hit the floor.

The man took off running across the street, leaving a groaning British lying on the ground. Arthur recovered and he chased after the man. "You, stop right there!" he demanded. He forced his legs to run faster. Still, the man was out of reach. The muscles in his legs were protesting at the fact that they were overexerted. Instead of giving up, Arthur focused on the white shirt that the criminal was wearing. His legs were burning with fatigue, his breath ragged. These couldn't stop the British to arrest the criminal.

He was almost on the tall man when the man turned into an alley. Being caught off guard, Arthur ran past the alley, but he did turn around and head into the dark alley. "You are not going to get away with this," Arthur said triumphantly. Far deeper in the alley stood a man. The cloud that enshrouded the moon wasn't helping him in the case. Arthur couldn't get a better look at the criminal's face.

Arthur stopped when he was three feet away from the robber. He supported himself on the wall when he regained his breath. The man was just standing there the whole time without moving. Arthur frowned and took a step towards him after he felt better. The man didn't react to his move.

The clouds that surrounded the moon shied away from her after a good ten minutes of blocking silver light to reach the landscape. The other man's face was illuminated and Arthur felt himself being mesmerized by him. The taller blonde had a strong jaw. The three uppermost buttons of his buttoned-up shirt were not in place. His chest was exposed to the surroundings. His lean body and long legs had Arthur in awe. 'Oh, God. This man is perfect.' Arthur stopped in his track and blushed. He wasn't expecting a handsome man was one he had to deal with.

The taller blonde seemed to notice the tentativeness in the cop. Despite that, he didn't try to attack the police. The criminal frowned at the British cop but he smirked when he seemed to notice the pink on Arthur's cheeks.

Upon seeing that smirk, Arthur snapped out of his whim. He shook his head and focused on the man. He looked at the man up and down to make sure that he didn't have any weapon on him. Arthur's eyes landed on the bulge on the other blonde's groin. Arthur's cheeks burned up and he wondered what he would feel if he had that in his as... Arthur shook his head violently to snap out of the lustful thoughts.

The blue-eyed man seemed to be able to read what the British cop thought. "I can be your whore if you do not put me in jail," the man offered.

Arthur blushed even redder at the word. No one had ever given him this offer, not a handsome man with a big ... Arthur mentally slapped himself. Arthur was getting turned on by his thoughts. To make the situation worse, the other blonde whispered into his ear. "Come on, I'm going to let you enjoy. I can scream for you." His breath hot on Arthur's ear. Arthur was aware of his member getting turned on. Arthur looked down at the ground, and he sighed. He couldn't resist the urge anymore. He nodded, feeling ashamed. He had simply given in to the offer of sex.

The other man turned Arthur's chin towards him. Arthur noticed his softened feature and so, the tension in his body disappeared suddenly. His shoulder sagged and his eyes fluttered shut. The taller blonde pressed his lips against Arthur's. Moments later, he pulled away. "Come, let's go home. I'm waiting for the make out session. Let's see what you are made of."

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