A/N: So sorry it took so long to update. I'm very ashamed... hopefully this chapter makes up for it.
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katastrophic88- Yes! They are finally together! Doesn't necessarily mean they're in the clear, but things are looking up. Yeah, I didn't want to make another whole chapter about Drake's inner problems. I'd like to think that Drake is a kinda guy who would flow with it, even if he didn't quite get it.
Youkai Girl- WEE! And I am assuming that you are a DrakexJJ lover as well! OOO! exciting! Thank you for recognizing my agonizingly slow process of putting them together. It really kills me because I just want to write yummy limey/lemony scenes, but alas, if I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it right!
earthangel3- Thanks for reviewing this chapter as well. And your feelings are pretty much right on the money. Their relationship is still going to go through some changes, because nothing is perfect you know.
kikvws- I hope it just keeps getting better and better. YAY for GROPING! Too bad it won't be that heavy in this chapter but later... oh yeah, it'll get GOOD
MoonstarSR- here you are!
kirara2edward- I so freaking plan to!
Kitty in the Box- Hehe. I had to put something about donuts in there. I felt it my duty as a FAKE writer. And that's great! I want you to feel like you're right in the middle of the action! As voyeur as that sounded...
goddess iris- Thank you for expressing your opinion and reading my fic. Maybe homophobe might be too strong of a word that I was going for. Perhaps prejudiced or something. Just that I thought Drake would be the type of person not to overly criticize it, but he wouldn't want to know about it either. Just ignore it and pretend that it doesn't exist. I thought that two months was allright to bring them together. I know it took Dee and Ryo two years, but Dee was glomping Ryo into their first week together.
Neko-Rinny- I'm wowed at being your favorite FAKE writer. Thank you. And I just love Drake, he's such a sweetie. I'm so glad you don't think my kissing scenes suck. I guess I just need more practice. :-D
PIGZ- I would if I could. This is my first fic so I don't want to get thrown off just yet. Maybe I'll attach some "fillers" on mediaminer... we'll see.
Celeste1- Thank you, thank you. groping = goodtimes
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Chapter 8:
The 27th precinct didn't really celebrate holidays. They were recognized, observed, but generally overlooked. The main reason for this was because the staff didn't get any time off, crime wouldn't stop just to give them a chance to be with family and friends. That's just the way life was for those who worked in civil duty.
So, that's why Ted's Halloween party came as such a surprise.
"Hmm... hey, Drake? Have you seen the latest memo yet?" JJ wondered out loud as he glanced over the break room bulletin board, "It seems that there's going to be a Halloween party. We've never had one of those before right?"
"Yeah, that seems odd," Drake walked over to look over JJ's shoulder, "Are we on duty that night?"
"I think so," JJ nodded, "We've got graveyard shift until November."
Drake looked quickly around to make sure that they were alone, then wrapped his arms around JJ's waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Aw, that's a shame. I know you like things like that."
Leaning back into Drake's chest, JJ said in a low voice, "Doesn't matter. I'll be with you right?"
"Hell yeah," Drake breathed and closed his eyes as took in JJ's cologne.
They had been "dating" for two weeks, and to Drake, they were the best two weeks of his life. This relationship wasn't like any of his former liaisons and he knew which one he preferred. There was no guessing, no expectations, and no phone calls gone unanswered. He just spent time with the one person he wanted to be with, he and JJ could talk for hours about anything and everything. The companionship was second to none.
The intimacy thing was still tentative though. JJ seemed reluctant to begin anything physical and when he did, it was hesitant until Drake took over. I just don't want to push him into something he'll regret later. I can't gauge when it's enough, or when he wants more. I certainly know what I want, but that can wait till later. I'll move his pace, always his pace, as slow as it may be...
Drake was also uncertain about exactly where to draw the line. This was the first time that he had even considered being a boyfriend to a man before. Not knowing what to expect, his strategy was to play it by ear. If he wants to kiss, then okay, I can do that. If he wants to cuddle, I think I can do that to. I just couldn't take it any farther than that... not right now. I really care for JJ, but that's rushing things. I just can't do it...
Drake knew that in time, maybe this whole thing would work itself out, one way or the other. But in the meantime, he was going to be with JJ in private. It's what they both wanted.
Drake gave JJ's shoulders a squeeze before he moved away, "I've got an idea JJ. Since we're going to miss the party, why don't we just dress up anyways?"
"You can't be serious..." JJ sounded doubtful.
"No! See, if you do it, so will I," Drake smiled reassuringly.
JJ felt suspicious, "Oh yeah? And what are you coming as?"
"A police officer," Drake shrugged.
"Oh, of all the stupid... you're jokes get cornier by the hour now," JJ walked past him after he gave Drake a fleeting peck on the cheek, "It's one of your best qualities too."
"Romantic much, Officer Adams?" Drake winked.
"Only since I met you."
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"Dee! Come on! We're going to be late if you don't get going," Ryo called over his shoulder, fixing his eye patch in the mirror. He looked rather stunning in his homemade pirate outfit, black cut off pants, striped shirt, and red sash tied at his waist. It took him awhile to decide what to wear, after refusing to be Superman at Dee's suggestion. Ryo may have loved Dee more than anything in the world, but he would NOT wear his briefs outside his pants in front of anyone. Dee was disappointed but changed his tune when Ryo suggested he go as Cupid.
So, now thirty minutes before the party was to start, Dee swaggers out of the bedroom in ass huggingly tight jeans, white wife beater, blue plaid button up, boots, and a cowboy hat. Ryo's jaw hit the floor as he stared at his lover.
"All right. Let's head out baby," Dee remarked as he got his wallet and slid it into his back pocket.
"You're so gorgeous Dee," Ryo marveled as he circled Dee once, "I'm going to have the hottest date there."
"Nope, sorry," Dee said matter of factly, "I've got that honor."
Ryo chuckled and locked arms with his better half, "Who's coming tonight anyway? Did everyone get time off?"
"Nah," Dee recalled as he grabbed his keys, "I think Drake and JJ are working tonight."
"We'll swing by on our way back to drop off some food."
"That's my Ryo. Thoughtful as well as handsome."
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"Case #2174653, a woman killed by being pushed off a five story building," JJ wrinkled his nose as the picture of the victim before passing it to Drake, "Case #4010677, a man shoved off the top of the Golden Ribbon movie theater... ugh, this one got impaled on a post."
A series of photos and biographies littered JJ's desk. Their most recent project involved a homicidal lunatic who killed by defenestration. The victims didn't seem to have a pattern however, and this is what JJ and Drake were trying to work out on the evening of October 31st.
"What were there ages again, JJ?" Drake asked as he ran his fingers over a couple pictures.
"Anywhere in between twenty and fifty-five," JJ sighed as he leaned back in his chair with a squeak, "It seems that there isn't any rhyme or reason to the deaths."
"Damn, I'm so tired of looking over this same mystery over and over again. How 'bout we have a break, order some food," Drake suggested.
"Sounds good to me," answered JJ, "How 'bout Chinese?"
After they had put in their order to a near by delivery, they took there respective places in the office.
"So, what do you plan that we do during the twenty minutes it takes for them to get here?" inquired Drake.
"I don't know," an evil grin graced JJ's face, "I can think of a few things."
Drake looked to the side, deep in thought for a moment or two, "Then it seems that you and I are on the same page."
Taking that as an invitation for more, JJ rose to his feet and leaned over Drake's chair with one hand on each of the arms, "I'd rather you and I were on the same chair Drake."
"Well, then what are you waiting for?" Drake exclaimed as he pulled JJ into his lap. JJ ended up straddling the chair as well as Drake's thighs, staring into two hazel brown eyes. JJ draped his arms around Drake's shoulders while leaning forward to whisper, "I love it when you blush like that."
Drake's hands held onto JJ's legs to keep him from sliding off. He seemed to have totally forgotten that they were still in the precinct building and not to mention on duty. Everything else simply didn't matter when JJ was so close. What's this power that you've got over me? How deep do my feelings run, if I all I want, is to be by you all the time? God, I need you JJ...
JJ kissed him briefly on the lips. It was so small that it had felt like butterfly wings and shocked Drake by how sensual the simple act was. JJ repeated this a few more times, each time his lips barely brushed over Drake's while he blew hot air softly. Drake closed his eyes and ran one of his hands through JJ's silver/lavender tresses.
The smaller man massaged the back of Drake's neck as their lips met with more force this time. JJ had licked his lips before descending on his boyfriend's, ensuring that Drake felt wet, silky kisses that were moist and demanding.
Drake moaned as he slid his tongue along his partner's lower lip, asking for what he knew he would receive. And as expected, JJ opened his lips to let Drake explore his mouth in greater detail, letting him run over his teeth, roof of his mouth, and his own tongue. JJ thought, so... good...this must be what ecstasy feels like. That's my drug, my downfall, it's Drake...
JJ had to get his hands on more. Making out had been fine up to now, but in this moment, he wanted to feel more than just cotton under his fingers. His courtesy to Drake's wishes was rapidly fading as more powerful, primitive urges took over. With one quick jerk, JJ had pulled Drake's shirt from the inside of his pants. Just this little bit, just this once...
Drake went into panic mode as JJ's hand stroked over his stomach. This is new, but can I handle this? What does he want next? Will he know when to stop? His body answered his distracting brain with, shut the fuck up, it feels too damn good to stop now. We can stop him later, a little touch here or there won't hurt anybody...
So, Drake kept quiet. Well, about his worries that is. His mouth seemed to be spilling all sorts of strange whimpers and groans as JJ kneaded his chest and sides. He felt like he should being doing something back, something to pleasure JJ as well, but his brain just wasn't capable of that. His own name seemed a little fague even, when JJ lightly brushed over his nipple and tweaked in gently. Just a bit more then I'll stop him...
'BANG'
The door flung open to reveal a shocked looking Ryo and a stunned Dee. The pizza that Ryo had been holding fell to the floor, but neither of them bent to pick it up. JJ and Drake's heads snapped to the bewildered officers.
JJ had been caught mid-kiss with both of his hands on the inside of Drake's shirt, while Drake's seemed frighteningly close to JJ's ass. By the flushed faces and the bruised lips, Ryo and Dee could tell they had been at it for a while.
"We... we... nevermind! Excuse us," Ryo pulled the door shut hurriedly.
JJ and Drake sat frozen in time.
OH FUCK!
A/N: Okay! They got caught in a rather compromising situation! What will they do next? What will Ryo and Dee say? Will either JJ or Drake regret it?
Chapter 9! Coming to a computer near you!
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