I hadn't intended to write any new fanfic for a while but the muse had other ideas, so here goes!

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Just A Silly Phase

Chapter 1

"Can we please concentrate on the crimes he commits, and not whose cock he sucks? Thankyou."

"Did you just say …"

Chris' eyes were like saucers.

"Yes, Chris. I did."

As they all got down to some serious work, she knew the Guv's eyes were glued to her and it wasn't a great surprise when he called her into the office a little while later on some minor pretext. She perched next to him on the desk, raising a questioning eyebrow and not missing the fact that his hands were judiciously concealing his groin.

"Say it again."

"Sorry?"

She pretended to misunderstand, but she wasn't entirely successful at suppressing a smirk. He leaned in closer, his voice a low growl which sent little shivers of desire skittering down her spine.

"Don't pretend yer don't know what I mean. Say the words. And after yer've said 'em, lick yer lips. Slowly. "

She paused, crossing her arms and pretending to give it some thought, deliberately making him wait.

"Are you by any remote chance referring to the words 'cock' and 'suck'?"

She pronounced them with some relish, and he groaned.

"You, talkin' dirty with that posh gob of yours … gives me the right 'orn."

He nudged her, waggling his eyebrows lasciviously.

"Yer forgot ter lick yer lips, though."

She gave him her best imperious stare.

"I don't do everything you tell me to, Gene."

He shifted closer, his hot breath fanning her skin, the proximity of his powerful body playing havoc with her over-active libido.

"Yes, yer do, Alex. And yer love every bloody minute of it."

She rolled her eyes and huffed, but they both knew there was no point her even attempting to deny it. Instead, she glanced pointedly down at his crotch in an effort to regain the upper hand.

"Bet Sergeant Rock's living up to his name at this precise moment in time."

"Stood firmly to attention, primed and ready fer action."

She smirked.

"What a shame he's going to have to wait till later then, isn't it?"

He grimaced.

"Hold that thought, luv."

"That's not all I plan on holding …"

She moved away from him, casting a saucy glance back over her shoulder as she went.

"Tease."

"You know you love it."

"Would if I could bloody get it …"

Suppressing a snort of laughter she sashayed out of his office, knowing his lustful gaze would be following the progress of her backside all the way to her desk.

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The first time she clapped eyes on him she'd been struck by what an incredibly attractive figure he cut, with his imposing build and those dazzling baby blues. Six feet of strapping virile male, he was blessed with the kind of rugged good looks that turned female heads wherever he went, but somehow it was more than that. He also possessed a sharp intellect and a rare charisma, something larger than life which was hard to define but irresistible to both sexes. DCI Gene Hunt seemed to fill a room with his sheer presence, and all other men paled into insignificance by comparison. In retrospect she realised she'd pretty much fallen in lust the first time he stepped out of that car and she caught the distinct whiff of whiskey and testosterone.

It swiftly became clear that the attraction was mutual, he'd even got as far as asking her out once, and yet for weeks their timing seemed to be woefully out of synch. And then finally, inevitably, events reached a crisis point.

They were working late on a case together, constantly bickering and winding one another up as usual, and the air around them fairly sizzled with unresolved sexual tension. Eventually they reached an impasse and Alex crossed her arms defensively as Gene sighed in frustration, running a hand distractedly through his hair. Getting to his feet, he moved round the desk to stand in front of her and she held her breath, waiting to see what he would do next.

"This isn't getting us anywhere, Bols. Let's go and fire up the Quattro, shall we?"

She furrowed her brows in confusion.

"But I only live five minutes away."

He took a step closer and her heart rate almost doubled as his piercing blue gaze locked on to hers.

"Who says I was plannin' on takin' yer home?"

She blinked up at him in surprise as a thrill of desire raced through her. God, those eyes will be the death of me. They both knew there was a definite subtext at work: if she agreed, she'd be saying yes to far more than just a pleasant evening's drive. She bit her lip for a second and then shrugged, her decision made.

"OK, why not? I could do with a change of scenery."

As she followed him out of CID, struggling to keep up with his purposeful stride, she knew that wasn't the only thing she could do with …

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"Wow. That's some view!"

Alex gazed across the wide expanse of river, watching as the lights of two small craft crossed somewhere near the far bank. It was a still summer's night and the moonlight dancing on the water lent the scene a stark beauty.

"Yer like it, then?"

She nodded.

"I do. How on earth did you stumble over this place?"

They were parked up on what was basically a patch of neglected wasteland. To the rear stood a few derelict buildings and in front of them the broad sweep of the Thames in all its glory. She smiled to herself, willing to bet that in the new millenium this whole area would be plush riverside apartments worth a cool million.

"We had a tip-off that a thievin' little scrote we'd been after fer ages was hidin' out here. Not many places yer get a view like this fer free so I come back sometimes, usually after a bad day."

"I can see why. It's quite a calming place, isn't it?"

There was a pregnant pause.

"Yeah, usually. But not tonight."

She glanced over at him and was surprised to see him staring straight ahead, a muscle twitching in his cheek. Oh my. Don't tell me the fearsome Manc Lion is actually nervous? She took a deep breath.

"Why are we here, Gene?"

He caught the sultry timbre of her voice and his head swivelled round, his eyes glowing like molten silver in the moonlight. For a couple of seconds they stared at each other, and then Gene broke the silence.

"Want ter kiss you, Alex."

She deliberately dropped her gaze to his sexy pout.

"Mmmm … yes please."

He shifted sideways in his seat, reaching over to cup her cheek, and her eyelids fluttered closed as her lips parted in anticipation. She'd expected a full-on assault but he surprised her, caressing her face tenderly with his thumb as he pressed soft kisses to her forehead, her closed lids, and the tip of her nose.

"Gene …"

She breathed his name on a sigh. Encouraged, he ran his tongue teasingly over her lower lip before sucking on it gently and she moaned low in her throat, tilting her face up for more as he pulled her closer. Then his mouth was on hers, his tongue seeking entry and she offered no resistance, hearing the rumbling growl of approval emanating from deep in his chest. At first the kiss was slow and sensual as they both adjusted to the new development in their relationship, but then the passion flared between them as the dam burst and months of pent-up desire finally found a release.

He fisted one hand in her hair, holding her head firmly in place while he ravished her mouth, his tongue insistent, demanding, and her fingers splayed over his shoulders as she anchored herself to him, taking everything he had to give. Cocooned together in his car, the world fell away and nothing else mattered but the two of them and their overwhelming need for one another. When he finally broke the kiss she was dizzy with the lack of oxygen, her heart beating erratically in her chest.

"I think it's probably time ter move this into the back, don't you?"

His eyes burned with the same desperate hunger she felt low down in her belly, and she nodded dumbly, barely able to think straight.

"Pull yer seat as far forwards as it'll go, luv. We'll be needin'plenty of room …"

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