Right another new story but this is just a little christmas story as we are nearly in December and it will be ten chapters at the most I think. It is set at Christmas 2011 to start with but by the end will be up to date. It is rated T but will be M in the next chapter as the scenes will become a lot more graphic. Hope you enjoy and please leave me a review. xxx
Chapter One
"Come on Moss..." Smithy grinned at the small blonde detective heading towards the table with a pint of larger in her hands "Its Christmas eve... you gunna give us a strip tease...". Callum interupted "Like you havent seen it all before" he smirked between the two officers and Stevie smiled "He has seen as much of my body as you have Sergeant Stone and believe me neither of you will be seeing me naked any time soon". Nate interupted "Are the rumours true?" he asked as she rested down next to Smithy and took a sip of her drink "What romours?" she asked. "That while we are walking the streets of London tomorrow you two are spending Christmas day together?". Stevie smiled "I didnt realise there was romours.." she smiled at Smithy "We are the talk of the station.." he nodded "So it would seem.." he lent accross the table towards Nate "Not that it is any of your buisiness PC Roberts but yes.. we are spending tomorrow together.. where is the sense in two friends spending it apart". She sighed at the slight chuckles from the table "It is possible for a man and a woman to be friends". Callum smiled "I totally aggree... a man and a woman can be just friends.. but there is more to you two". Smithy shook his head "There is nothing between us.. we are good friends.. nothing more". The officers nodded "Corse" Nate smiled "So you not sharing a bed?". Smithy took a long sip of his beer before smiling at her "Not unless she's offering". Stevie laughed "In your dreams maybe Inspector Smith... I am sleeping in the spare bedroom...". Callum smiled "So you havent got no sexy Mrs Santa outfits for him in the morning then?". She grinned "I have one.. but not for Smithys benefit.. he's eyes would pop out" she stuck her tounge out as he shoved her slightly and he smiled round the table "Stevies family all live quite a way away.. my Mum has gone to visit my Aunt in Spain.. we were both alone so we are spending Christmas together... its innocent.. end of disscusion". Callum smiled "You should no better than anybody Smithy... nothing is innocent.." he glanced back round the table "Who is up for a game of pool eh?" and Smithy glanced at Stevie, she had a slight smirk tracing her lips before she took a sip if her beer.
The officers stumbled from the pub and she grinned round the men "Merry Christmas.." and listened to the chorus spoke back to her, before wrapping her arm round Smithys waist "Ready Inspector Smith.." he smiled as he slipped his arm round her shoulder "Come on then Moss... lets get you home". He held her close to his body as they swayed along the streets, their voices full volume singing "All this talk of getting old, It's getting me down my love, Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown, This time I'm comin' down..." they both burst into drunken giggles as a police car pulled up beside them "Are we a bit tipsy Gov?" Jo smiled as she climbed from the car and glanced between the two as they giggled "I'll have you know sergeant Masters.. I have only had.." he started to count silently on his fingers for a few seconds "One drink". She smiled "Now.. I dont think that is quite true.." Stevie interupted "I will be his character witness... is he going to prison?" she asked drunkenly falling into the car. Jo smiled "Not tonight unfortunatly... but try and get home quietly.. we have had some complaints..". The two nodded as she climbed back into the car and she drove off "Oh.. you are a bad boy Dale". He shook his head "Dont call me that.." he grinned at her and they both in time burst into lyrics once again "And I hope you're thinking of me, As you lay down on your side, Now the drugs don't work, They just make you worse, But I know I'll see your face again".
Arriving back at his house the two fell through the front door and he grinned at her as she sat on his waist her legs either side of his body "Now now DS Moss... you are really giving me the wrong impression". She climbed from his musclar body and staggered into the living room, he followed a few seconds later. He sunk down onto the sofa next to where she had fallen. "So Miss Moss about this Mrs Santa outfit you own... have you brought it with you?". She shook her head "No.. Mr Smith I have not brought it with me.." he sighed "So who's eyes is it reserved for?" he asked leaning a bit closer to her, she could faintly smell the alcohol between them as she lent forward "Now that would be telling". He smiled "Come on.. there must be someone special in Stevie Moss's past who got the privilage to see you in it... why else would you of brought it?". She smiled at him slightly before diverting her eyes "Because Im an idiot". He lifted her eyes to meet his "Now you are just fishing for complimants" she placed her hand to his face "You are a lovely man..." he cut in "Dont change the subject.." she sighed "Fine truth is I dont let men see me in my underwear..." he laughed "In to much if a hurry to get naked eh?". She shook her head "No.. the oppisite actually.. I dont get my kit off infront of anyone.. I buy it and then cant let anyone see me in it" he laughed and noticing her face fall to the floor he grabbed her chin "You're not joking?" he asked softly. She shook her head "I've hardly got a figure to die for". He shook his head in disbelief "And what gave you that idea?". She smiled "Well men go for long legs, huge tits and a tiny bum". He smiled "I think that is very steriotypical opinion you have there DS Moss.." she smiled "And I think you use long words when you are drunk to try and make yourself sound clever". He smiled "Stevie.. you might not have the longest legs but believe me they are sexy.. and your bum is just right and dont even get me started on your..." he paused as his eyes drifted over her cleavage and she grabbed his chin and forced his eyes back to hers "Im insecure... find me a woman thats not". He smiled "No I aggree Stevie... most women are.. infact men are too.. but you are so confident.. I never had you down as fridged". She rose to her feet "Thanks Smithy" he grabbed her wrist "I didnt mean that". She nodded "Yeah you did.. and its true.. I just hate the idea of you thinking about me like that..". He cut in "Have you had sex Stevie?". She nodded "Corse I have... I am thirty three Smithy... just not with many men.. and I have the lights off". He laughed "So you dont let men see you naked?". She sighed "No I dont.. is that so hard to believe?". He shook his head "Not at all... but.. I just.. you are fit.." she laughed and he took hold of her fingers, holding them between his "No.. I mean you are proper fit Stevie... I get hard thinking about you". She shook her head "Stop it Smithy". He smiled "You are a proper nutcase Moss... come on... come here" he pulled on her hands so she moved into his body and he hugged her tight. "You are beautiful... and dont let anyone ever tell you different" he placed a kiss on to her soft cheek and as he pulled back from her she moved into his lips. Her hands shot to his head and she moved onto his lap as his lips gently massaged hers, as she withdrew he smiled at her "I was erm... I was going for a cuddle Moss". She nodded "Yeah.. I know but erm..." she paused "We are drunk... we can blame it on that in the morning". He laughed "Blame what on it?". She rose to her feet and pulled on his hand, he smiled as he rose to his feet "D'you think this is a good idea?" she smiled "Yeah.. leave the regrets for tomorrow" she began her way through his house, heading for his bedroom.
He pushed the bedroom door closed and smiled at her, they were both feeling slightly less drunk now as he stared at her "Are you sure this is what you want Stevie?" he asked softly and she nodded "Yeah Im sure.." he pulled his shirt off and headed over towards the small blonde. He kissed her again for a few seconds before he pulled at the buttons on her top "Can you?" she gestured up to the light and smiled. "Corse.." he walked over and they were thrown into darkness. She felt his hands move instantly into her hair and his lips gently brushed against hers. She pulled at the button on his jeans and smiled as they popped open and she slid her hand inside "Cor you dont hang about Moss" he grinned at her as she slipped her hand over his erection. "Im ready if you are" she unzipped her jeans and let them fall to the floor, sliding her thong off after before sitting down onto the bed "Dont you want some foreplay?" he asked and she smiled "Its over rated... do you want sex Smithy?". He nodded "Yeah... before leaning over her body, he insantly grabbed for her breast but she diverted his hand and he picked up on the hint quite quickly and moved his hands to her hips. as he eased himself inside her. "God you're tight Stevie" he smiled as he pushed a little deeper. She lent into his lips and he thrusted harder into her tiny frame. She moaned out as he continued until a few moments later he found his realese. They layed curled up in the bed, her body hidden by the shirt he had been wearing, he smiled as he kissed the top of her head "I am liking this shy.. insecure side to you". She smiled "Thank you.." he placed his hand under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his, she could only just make his features out in the darkness of the room. "I never had you down as the blushing type". She smiled "Well I guess there is a lot you dont know about me.." she sat up in the bed and gestured to the door "Do you want me to go in the spare room?". He laughed "No.. what gave you that idea... come here.. go to sleep Stevie". She moved back down onto his chest and for once she felt safe.
Waking to an empty bed the next morning Stevie sighed as she glanced slowly round his bedroom, the walls were painted a pale blue and there was no personal details, only a few shelves with closed books and overturned dusty photo frames. She pushed up in the bed and noticed her clothes gone she sighed as she pulled his shirt closer round her body and headed out onto the landing. She crept down the stairs, she could hear the radio in the kitchen belting out 'I wish it could be christmas every day' she ran her eyes over the huge decorated tree in the living room before continuing down the hall and into the kitchen. "Morning" she spoke causing him to jump and bang his head in the cupboard he was leaning in. "Morning..." he grinned as he rose to his feet, he moved over and placed a gentle kiss to her cheek "Merry Christmas Stevie". She smiled "Merry Christmas Smithy". He moved to the kettle and smiled "You want a coffee?" he asked as he switched it on. She nodded slightly as he gestured to the oven "I have put the turkey on". She nodded once again and he sighed "Listen.. about last night.. it was a mistake.. maybe we should put it down to the alcohol yeah... forget it happened?". She felt her mouth drop open slightly, she couldnt quite believe he had rejected her so quickly. "I erm.. I dont know what to say..." she paused gesturing out into the hall way "I'll erm.. go and get your present".
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