PLAYTIME
AUTHOR'S NOTE/DISCLAIMER
Takes place directly after "Assignment Of The Year" and is a Linstead fic. Chicago P.D. belongs to Dick Wolf and NBC. I only own the plot.
Playtime. That word had been rolling around in her head all night. The way Jay had said it had sparked an idea in her. She wanted to have some playtime with Jay. And now she would. She had their cuffs and was willing to use them. As if sensing her thoughts, Jay looked at her.
"What are you thinking about?" he wondered.
"Playtime," she responded and he couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face. Even though he knew that she had just been playing a role in the strip club, he couldn't deny that her tone had gotten his pulse-and his mind-racing. He could think of a dozen ways to play with her, but he didn't want to come across as being sex-obsessed so he had kept his mouth shut. However, it would appear that Erin had had been thinking about the same thing.
"I see we're on the same page," the female detective commented, a grin gracing her own features.
"Oh yeah," he murmured. "Got dozens of ideas."
"Me too. What do you say we try them out?" At this, Jay's smile grew. Yeah, he was definitely up for playing. Almost as if they couldn't help it, they began kissing and Jay tugged Erin's shirt off on the way.
"Someone's eager tonight," Erin murmured.
"You have no idea," Jay responded. Once they were in the room, the two detectives went to the bed and Jay lay down while Erin got out a pair of handcuffs.
"Let's do this," he stated, a smirk gracing his features. He loved it when they could get creative and he was always up for pretty much anything, something Erin knew very well.
"Ready and willing," Erin answered as she grabbed one of his arms so that she could cuff it to the headboard and then went to do the same with his other arm and then licked her lips at the sight of her topless lover pinned down. Damn, he looks good, she thought to himself. Erin began trailing kisses down his chest and she smirked as his body quivered in anticipation at the touch, adding light caresses and Jay began to writhe and moan. Damn, this was torture! He wanted to do to her exactly what she was doing to him but the cuffs prevented him from doing so. Erin's caresses continued, going lower and lower until they reached Jay's cock.
"Well, well, well. Look who's front and center," she smirked, feeling the hardness through the denim. She then started slowly massaging the man's member, her fingers caressing every inch of it. Once more, Jay moaned and he bucked, trying to get her to speed up. For an answer, Erin made a noise of reproach and began rubbing her body against his before shimmying out of jeans revealing black lacey underwear. Seeing this, Jay moaned lustfully and tried to reach for her only to have the metal bite into his wrists.
"Easy, Babe. I'll take care of you." At these words, Jay felt his arousal grow even more. Damn. Gonna be the death of me, he thought to himself, biting back another moan as the female detectives rubbed herself against him. Then her fingers and lips were all over him. On his chest, his abs, his cock…he could hardly keep up with her and he could feel his body reacting to each and every one of the stimuli.
"Please..please..Babe…I gotta…" Erin reached down between Jay's legs and smirked as she squeezed his member in a soft caress, resulting in a whining keen, which was her indication that her boyfriend was about to lose control. She then removed her partner's jeans and briefs and then smiled as she felt his climax. Yeah, playtime had been a great idea…
THE END