First Steps

Ace stood in the lobby leaning nonchalantly against a wall, tossing his keys up and down, up and down. He had charmed the specifics of Smoker's discharge out of the receptionist and now he was simply waiting for the cop to make his appearance. He got a few odd stares but he paid them no attention, his eyes focused on the door that led to the overnight rooms.

He could tell the second Smoker approached the door, a current ran through the room straight to him. His entire being could sense that the cop was near and he tilted forwards ever so slightly. The doors pushed open and a disgruntled and dishevelled Smoker walked through. Their eyes met and Ace tossed him a saucy smirk which the older man answered with a scowl. He couldn't help but feel as if some portion of the weight on his shoulders had lifted. Ace sashayed across the room noticing how Smoker's jaw clenched and his shoulders stiffened. Going right up to the man he captured his lips in a deep, searing kiss that had shivers running up his spine and embers burning in his belly. He raised up on his toes pressing even closer to the cop and relishing his taste and warmth.

Smoker was unable to completely resist such a total onslaught and his lips moved against Ace's, tongue pressing in and searching. Moving together in flawless synchronisation. The fire in his stomach was blazing at this point and Ace forced himself to pull away before he climbed on him and rode him right then and there.

"I'll take you home." He whispered huskily.

Smoker was still too stunned to argue and he followed Ace out of the hospital and to the parking lot. The fresh air however seemed to revitalize him and Ace had barely taken two steps toward his car when Smoker exploded.

"What the hell was that?"

"I think most people call it a kiss."

"Brat, I know what a kiss is, but what was it for?"

"I felt like it."

"You can't just go around kissing people because you felt like it. I could press charges for assault."

"If you wanted to press charges taisa you shouldn't have kissed back, but if you want, when we get back to your place I'll let you handcuff me."

Ace laughed to himself as Smoker's face went red and he spluttered trying to come up with a retort. The cop started muttering a whole bunch of nonsense and all Ace could make out were occasional words, most of which were indecent and crude and he could have sworn he heard something about sheets.

"Look, if you want I'll just give you a ride home and be on my way. You'll never see me again."

"Why would I want you to give me a ride home?"

"So you don't have to pay for a taxi."

"Fine, Smoker grumbled, a ride but that's it."

Ace's heart sank with the words but he nodded and without saying a word continued towards his car. Smoker followed behind him silently. They got into the car and Ace headed towards Smoker's apartment, he flipped on the radio to break the uneasy silence. He had known better than to expect Smoker to welcome him with open arms but he had hoped for something at least.

After what seemed like way too soon Ace was pulling into a guest parking spot and cutting the engine. His hand lingered on the key feeling like he needed to say something, to try something but not having a clue what to do. Ace wasn't used to this. He was used to flirting, seducing and walking away. He had never been one for emotions and ties yet here he was wanting to spend the night simply in the cop's arms.

"Well, I'll keep my promise. You won't see me again."

As soon as the words left his mouth Ace wanted to yell at himself. Why had he said that? Why wasn't he fighting for this? Ace was not the type of guy to give up. If he wanted something he went after it, that's how he had ended up in Smoker's bed to begin with wasn't it?

"That's it?" Smoker asked.

No! His mind screamed.

"I promised didn't I."

"So then last night was nothing?"

No! Last night was everything. Last night was perfect.

"We can forget about it."

"You're really just going to drive away? What happened to the guy who tried to seduce his way out of a ticket? The guy who stole my handcuffs? The guy who showed me the best day of my entire life?"

Ace turned to look at Smoker for the first time not believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. Their eyes met, onyx meeting grey. Then the smallest of smirks pulled up the corner of Smoker's mouth and relief and happiness and incredulity ran through him.

In half a second he was over on Smoker's lap their lips meeting in a frantic kiss. His hands clinging to Smoker's hair and holding him close. There was a new softness to their touches and Ace had never felt anything like it before. He was growing harder by the second and he could tell Smoker was too. He moved to nibble at Smoker's neck while the cop's hands slid under his shirt.

"Take me upstairs. Now." He gasped out against Smoker's neck.

Smoker wasted no time in obeying, getting out of the car with Ace still wrapped around him. Ace latched back on to Smoker's neck as Smoker carried him to the building. No promises were made, no feelings declared, but it was a start.