So I finally got around to writing this little piece of awesome! It took me awhile to write up, but I think you'll love it!
Warnings: Lots of sex between two men. Affair. Cheating. If you see something else that you want a warning for just tell me and I'll add it!
Special thanks to kendra42 for reading over this and correcting all of my mistakes!
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Looking around the kitchen once more Carlton ran through everything he had to do for his date with Buzz. Oh, wasn't that a thought that made his heart pound in his chest. The Detective just wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.
He had spent so much time denying basically everything if he was to be honest. It just became too much to fight non-stop and have nothing to show for it. He wanted nothing more than to give himself a chance.
The fact that that chance came with Buzz at his side was a perk. Okay, so he knew that without the younger man he would never have even thought about doing something as insane as he was. And it was completely insane.
Wiping his sweaty palms against his pants he tried to steel his nerves knowing that it wouldn't take much to get him to call everything off. Buzz would be disappointed, but he might finally understand how messed up Carlton was.
A low sigh left his lips at that thought. It was times like this that he truly hated how his mind went to the worst place first and just stayed there. The worst thing very rarely happened, but he was scared of it nonetheless.
Carlton stood there for a second longer before he grabbed his keys and left the house. The weight of questions, that he already had the answers to, was crushing him. He could barely accept the truth that was right in front of him.
Though all that made him want to do was to see Buzz more. The other man knew that Carlton was fighting his natural response of not giving in to what he wanted. He knew what to say to get the older man to listen to him instead of the voice in his head.
Buzz could help quiet the fear that was constantly running through Carlton's mind. It was almost as if he knew that the man understood. What exactly he was supposed to understand was lost on the Detective, but the feeling stayed.
By the time he pulled into the parking lot of the store, he had reached to pick up his cell phone and call the night off four times. Every time though he was reminded that Buzz knew who he was and what he was getting into and still wanted to try.
It was enough for Carlton to want to at least find out what kind of man Buzz was. He owed the Officer that. Hell, he owed himself that. He wasn't going to throw in the towel before the ball was even rolling.
As he shopped Carlton found himself questioning everything he picked up. He hadn't been joking when he said that he didn't know anything about the other man. He had always forced himself to ignore him.
It took longer than he'd like to admit before he finally figured that steak, mashed potatoes, and a salad would be good for dinner. As for dessert he grabbed a store made pie and tried to avoid the knowing smirk of the cashier.
By the time he got back home he didn't really have the time to dwell on the fear and worry that was threatening to ruin the night anymore. An hour to get the food and himself ready didn't leave much time for anything else.
Just as he climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist the doorbell rang. For a moment it felt as if the world had quit turning. He hadn't felt something like this since he was dating his wife.
Shaking his head Carlton made his way through the house and opened the front door. Buzz stood there with a bottle of wine in one hand and a smile on his lips. The smile fell away as his eyes traveled down the older man's chest.
It was then that he remembered that he was only in a towel. A dark blush came to Carlton's cheeks as he opened his mouth to explain what had happened only to be backed into the house the door shut tightly behind the couple.
Buzz placed the bottle down and reached out to run his hand over the exposed chest. A shiver ran through the older man feeling the icy fingers run across his heated flesh. The digits danced over his skin for a moment before Buzz took a step back.
"Sorry," the younger man spoke his voice low and filled with arousal, "You said you wanted to do this without it only being about sex. I just...You're so gorgeous."
The blush darkened on the older man and he found himself loosening the death grip he had on the towel. No one had ever looked at him the way Buzz was and it was doing things to his head and his body that he didn't want to fight.
Buzz was right though. The last thing he wanted was for their relationship to become only about sex. Though the idea of dropping to his knees and taking the other man's thick cock in his mouth had him wanting to push those thoughts aside.
"Carlton," Buzz cleared his throat looking away from his lover, "You should… Could you get dressed, please? I'm not sure how strong I can be."
Blue eyes blinked as the words sunk in. Him being in a towel was enough to cause the younger man to have issues with control? That was not something that he ever thought that he would have to think about. He wasn't that kind of man.
Without thinking Carlton took a step forward letting the towel fall to the ground. Buzz's eyes widened slightly his hands moving to the older mans hips and pulling him closer so he could feel the heat coming off the Officer.
Leaning up the older man gripped the back of his lover's neck and brought him into a kiss. Buzz moaned softly his eyes slipping shut and getting lost in the kiss. So sweet and innocent. Something that broke Carlton's heart as much as it healed it.
Pulling away from the kiss the Detective picked up the towel and made his way into his bedroom. He dressed quickly not wanting to leave the younger man alone for too long. Not wanting to be alone for too long himself.
By the time he got back into the living room the taller man was looking around the room. He'd run his fingers over a few book spines a curious smile on his face before he moved onto something else. It was rather cute to watch.
"Dinner will be ready soon," Carlton spoke from the doorway.
"Okay," Buzz nodded turning to face the other man, "Is that wine good? I didn't… I don't know much about wine."
"It's good. Come into the kitchen I'll pour us a glass."
The Officer followed him into the kitchen quietly. For a moment the couple was completely quiet. Though, for the first time, the silence wasn't awkward. It was simply two men enjoying the company of each other.
It suddenly occurred to Carlton that he had been making everything harder than need be. He was so used to being in control that Buzz had thrown him for a loop. Now that he stopped thinking everything was working out better than he could have expected.
Sitting at the kitchen table the men began to talk about work. It was a safe conversation and Carlton knew that if anyone was going to understand how important his work was to him then it was going to be someone who dealt with it as well.
All too soon though the conversation took a turn to the more personal side. It was nothing more than them talking about their families, but it felt like so much more since Carlton hadn't had a date in so long.
"You're joking?" Buzz questioned as Carlton put their dinner in front of him, "Your sister said that?"
"And more," Carlton nodded in faux-seriousness, "It didn't go over well with her teacher if you can imagine."
"What did your family do?"
"They never found out."
"What?"
"My sister was my responsibility. If something happened to her I dealt with it. Anyway, she needed a firm hand. Something my Mother never was."
A strong hand reached out to take hold of Carlton's. Looking into the other man's eyes he saw an odd mixture of sadness and sympathy. It had been so long since anyone had bothered to look at him like that.
That was something that he had found himself repeating a lot since Buzz and this thing started. Was his life truly that pathetic that something as simple as a little kindness threw him off his game so much?
Swallowing roughly the older man turned his hand over and locked their fingers together. He knew that if he looked over at his lover that he'd be met with a look of surprise. No one ever expected him to be as tactile as he was.
Buzz didn't seem to have a problem with it, Carlton thought, when the man squeezed his hand back gently. Neither man let go of the other until Carlton had to stand up and serve the pie he had bought.
"That was probably the best meal I've had in a while," Buzz moaned putting his fork down.
"Your wife doesn't..." Carlton started only to trail off hesitantly.
"Our schedules don't work out a lot. She's used to only making meals for herself."
There was an air of sadness that came with what the younger man was saying. It was something that Carlton had said a few times himself when he had been married. He hated knowing Buzz was dealing with it now too.
"That's okay though," Buzz suddenly continued with a smile, "I've gotten good at cooking for myself. I'm just back with getting steaks cooked medium rare."
"I'm a meat and potato guy," Carlton shrugged putting the dishes in the sink, "Steak and salmon are all I know how to cook."
"Maybe next time I'll cook for you?"
Looking up Carlton saw just how nervous and hopeful the other man looked. In that moment, Carlton knew that whatever he said would make or break their relationship. There was no reason to go beyond a single date if he wasn't comfortable in doing so.
The truth though was that the older man was enjoying himself. For all the fears that he had concerning Buzz all of them had been thrown in his face. There wasn't anything, besides his marriage, that he could truly put up a fight about anymore.
Instead of answering the younger man's question Carlton grabbed both of their glasses of wine and made his way into the living room. He could hear Buzz hesitate for a second before following him at a more subdued pace.
Carlton knew that he was torturing his lover by basically ignoring him, but he needed to make sure he had the right answer. He couldn't jump into anything if there was a chance that one of them thought their relationship was more or less than the other.
Sitting on the couch the older man waited until his lover was next to him to hand over the glass. Buzz calmly put the wine of the coffee table and stared into the blue eyes. It was so odd seeing the normally goofy man be so firm and unmoving.
Still, there was a brilliant light in those gorgeous eyes that drew Carlton in. Buzz was the man that he had always been drawn to, but he had pushed that away for so long thinking that it was the last thing he deserved.
Now the beautiful young man was sitting in front of him offering more than he could have ever imagined. A part of him was sure that this was all a dream or a practical joke that was being played on him.
The voice in the back of his head was telling him to run away. There was no way that anyone would be stupid enough to take a chance on someone as broken as him. There had to be something else going on that he didn't know about.
Shaking his head to clear the thoughts Carlton found himself putting his glass down as well. There was a reason that he had been alone for so long. It was better for everyone if they simply left him alone. It had always worked in the past.
Before the Detective could get any further lost in his thoughts a slightly calloused hand moved to cradle the side of his face. He allowed it to direct him until he was staring into Buzz's eyes. Once their eyes were locked together the hand let go.
"Sorry," Buzz blushed gently, "You looked like your thoughts had taken a turn for the worst."
"They had," Carlton replied with a shrug, "I'm trying to understand all of this."
"Is it really hard to believe that I like you?"
"Yes."
Carlton hadn't meant to say it as bluntly as he did, but he didn't see the point in lying. The look of sadness that filled Buzz's eyes made him wonder if he should have spared the younger man from knowing what was in his head.
"I'm sorry," the Officer whispered looking away.
"It's fine," Carlton responded having long since gotten used to lying.
The older man found himself looking away from Buzz when he said that hoping he wouldn't call him on the lie. When the strong hand moved to the side of his face once more he knew that he was caught. Buzz didn't talk though. He simply pulled the man into a kiss.
Carlton sighed softly threading a hand through the black hair. Their lips worked together slowly letting the passion build as they moved closer together. It wasn't long until Buzz was straddling his lover's lap their tongues mapping out each other's mouth.
Breaking the kiss Carlton took Buzz's hand in his own and moved them so they were standing up. The older man lead them into his bedroom and shut the door behind them. He might have said he didn't want their relationship to only be about sex, but this was different.
As much as Carlton was trying to understand what he was feeling he knew that the only thing he'd regret was if he walked away. When it came down to Buzz though he had no idea what he was going for in the end, but he was risking everything. That was enough.
Letting his hands trail over the younger man's body Carlton pushed his shirt up and dropped it to the floor. For the first time since they started the only thing he wanted to do was take things slow and explore his lover.
Buzz seemed to understand what the Detective needed because he let himself be stripped without a word. Moving so they were pressed together Carlton pressed his lips to the other man's chest kissing it softly his hands curling tightly around his hips.
His tongue darted out to lick at the man's pecs his tongue gathering the sweat before he moved lower. Despite the fact that he had seen the younger man naked before it was still a sight to see the well-muscled body in front of him.
Groaning against the man's abs he reached a hand down and took hold of the impressive erection. His mind thought back to what it was like having it thrust into him. He couldn't wait to feel that again, but that wasn't what he wanted at that moment.
No, he needed to feel his own cock surrounded by Buzz. Something he had been dreaming about since their last night together. By the way his lover was panting as his body shook with need, he was for whatever Carlton had in mind.
Even with the thought of finally being inside of his lover Carlton found himself unable to resist leaning down and taking the thick cock in his mouth. Above him a low gasp fell from Buzz his hand coming down to tangle in the Detective's hair.
"You're… You're really good at that," Buzz ground out his hips itching to thrust into the warm heat, "You...Umm...You like having something in your mouth?"
Hearing the stutter in the other man's voice Carlton couldn't help but feel his dick twitch pleasantly. He knew exactly what the younger man was planning. He wanted to explore everything that came with liking to suck someone off as much as Carlton did.
They had time for that though. Moving his hand to Buzz's backside he let his finger slowly travel over his hole. A cut off moan fell from the man above him before strong hands curled around his shoulders and pulled him up so they were face to face.
Buzz pulled him into an almost desperate kiss their tongues and teeth playing a bigger part than truly necessary. That did nothing to stop the men from falling onto the bed attempting to strip Carlton as fast as possible.
"Wanted to go slow," Carlton growled throwing his belt to the side, "Wanted to search your body and find out every last thing that made you tick before making you beg for my cock in you."
"Oh," Buzz groaned his nails digging into the pale flesh of his lovers back, "Can still do that. Later. Need you to fuck me now. Please, Carlton, fill me."
Growling softly at the plea Carlton reached into his nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube and a condom. His body was practically vibrating with lust as he pushed a pillow under his lover's hips and covered his fingers in lube.
Licking his lips Carlton took a deep breath to calm himself down before pressing his finger into the willing body. Buzz made a soft gasp his eyes rolling in the back of his head. The sight itself made Carlton want all the more.
Slowly adding a second then a third finger into Buzz he found himself grinding against the bed without thought. Whimpering in the back of his throat Carlton watched as the younger man fucked himself on his fingers with earnest.
Carlton pulled his fingers from his lover's body before putting the condom on with shaky hands. His mind screamed at him to be careful though all he wanted to do was use the body below his in the best way.
It didn't seem to bother Buzz either as the younger man wrapped a leg around his waist and pulled him in. Something in Carlton snapped at that and he found himself thrusting roughly into his lover's body causing the bed to hit the wall.
The pace was fast and brutal just on this side of painful. The noises that fell from both men were drowned out by the sound of their bodies slapping together over and over. It was absolutely perfect to both of them.
Reaching between them Carlton took hold of Buzz's weeping cock and started to stroke in time with his thrusts. It didn't take more than that to push the younger man over the edge with a scream dragging Carlton with him.
Falling to the side the Detective slipped the condom off and threw it away before settling comfortably onto the bed. The men laid there silently trying to catch their breath until Buzz moved so he was sitting up and staring down at the other man.
"Hey," Buzz smiled happily.
"Hello," Carlton replied with a smile.
"Every Saturday. You and me. Dinner. Movies. I don't care, just tell me every Saturday is for us. Unless we're working."
"Your wife..."
"I'll handle her. she's my problem and I'll fix that later. Right now I just want to know that you and I are together. Really truly together."
"I won't call you my boyfriend."
"Oh...I thought..."
"But I will call you my lover and yes, Saturday is for us."
