Fandom: Squadra Speciale Cobra 11
Pairing: Chris (Mark) Erik, Semir
Storyline: shortly after the double episode Life and Death
WARNING: Content slash NC17 for sex scenes
Icy, such as bathroom tiles behind his back. Chris is abandoned on the cold tiles of the bathroom and impersonal Semir. Andrea is not there and since they have been engaged in a chase last agony, ended up at the home of turkish. Chris
peers who left the door ajar maliciously. Do not know if it hopes or fears most that connects to enter. Sigh. But it is a sigh of pleasure rather than pain, because the very idea made him stand on end. Lowers his head. His cock pointing straight toward the sky or rather stopped at half-mast because it was against the force of gravity can not even the genuine Teutonic manhood. If he was a pervert would take satisfaction in touch in the bathroom of her boyfriend. A warm up those tiles so cool with his hot seed, but give up. He closes his eyes. He steps forward, not quite as complete a step while walking down the street, a half step. He has sufficient so that his cock touch the tiles. Suddenly shut off the steam from the shower. He heard footsteps.
"I brought the robe" does know the landlord.
"Ok" snorts. Chris is irritating his voice when he is so horny, so shrill, falsetto type. And why not Semir came to the shower with him? Maybe it's a good thing, because it does not really want it.
Fifteen minutes later he wrapped nell'accappatoio fellow, sitting on the couch. A beer can in his right hand. In the other's bare thigh Semir. He also has a shower. Chris knows what he needs his colleague, and he would cost so little. Spostare il palmo finché non arriva tra le gambe. Masturbarlo piano, poi più veloce. Non sarebbe nemmeno la prima volta che gli fa quel lavoro. Di certo non è la prima volta che fa godere un uomo. Sogghigna al pensiero. Una sega è una roba da ragazzetti. Ma, in fondo, cos’è Semir se non un bambino mai cresciuto che si diverte ad inseguire i cattivi come i personaggi dei videogiochi? Eppure ha una donna, una moglie e una figlia. Ha amato in passato, ha amato pienamente un altro uomo prima di lui.
Chris volta la testa verso la sua. Lentamente si avvicina, anche l’altro si tende. Le labbra si sfiorano appena. Il loro secondo bacio. Poi finalmente Chris lo fa davvero: prima appoggia la birra per terra. E poi lo tocca. E intanto il bacio incalza, duro, passionale.
Non dura molto ma neanche poco come la prima volta. Dopo l’orgasmo il bacio si fa più lento, più dolce.
“Non è solo questo per me Chris” lo abbraccia. Le dita percorrono la schiena, incontrano le cicatrici, le vezzeggiano. L’altro poliziotto sospira. Prima di Semir solo uno gli aveva insegnato a non vergognarsene, anzi le trovava persino sexy! Lui. Ma quelle erano di Mark Jager, non di Chris.
“Anch’io ti amo Semir” il turco risponde sorridendogli con dolcezza. Dopo aver perso Tom non avrebbe mai immaginato di provare di nuovo sentimenti così intensi per qualcuno. Invece quando lo guarda sente che Chris è tutto quello di cui ha bisogno. So why do not you let go? Semir But do not give up and he returns to the office: the bends on the couch. Chris finds himself with his back on the comfortable corduroy. The robe is opened by itself. Semir
notes kidnapped fabulous chest exposed. So muscular, smooth, attractive indeed. Swallow the saliva "You're beautiful ... do not know how you would like to "say that it bends and kisses: the collarbones, the chest, stomach, abs.
a step away from the fuck: "Please do not!"
"Why? We want both Chris "
" Not me, not just "the little guy
The glares. She realized that Chris is hiding something. A secret. Beautiful and nice, big number.
"Who would not be fair?" Chris caresses him with her eyes. Sits up. He knows he can not put off. Must rely, to say the truth that's preventing it from choking the breath to let go. He opens his mouth and listen Semir.
had just entered into the shoes of Mark Jager in order to flush out the organization dedicated human trafficking led by Roman and Erik Gehlen. The latter was the person who introduced it more than anyone else in that microcosm of sex, lots of sex, cocaine and a life to the limit. A circus of transgression whose spiral appeared undamaged end. Eric gave him the best hookers in exchange for a single condition: that the left look. At first, the thought had infiltrated it is simply a propensity for voyeurism. Nothing special. Once, however, a strange thing happened. While on duty the bitch was changed to the bathroom, Erik sat in the armchair watching accomplice still naked and pours with a curious smile satisfied. He had his pants down and smeared semen, yet the pudenda. But did not think of any way to rearrange preferring to look at Mark and he took off the condom, and then tying him down on the bedside table. He got up and joined him sedendogli next. Mark became red, the numbing gaze made him feel more naked than it already was. The dealer reached out and touched his chest. At that light contact him shuddered.
"You're beautiful Mark Jager" looked at him with desire as she touched him "damn sexy" added: "I love how you make your goals and how to fuck" Mark said nothing, but understood. Erik Gehlen did not want to attend the performance as voyeur: he had a soft spot for him. So we made the case and subsequent times that recurred tended to Mark that special occasion where the attention of young Gehlen was. There was more room for doubt, Erik did not think of any way to the girl above or below him, the man looked at constantly. This led to infiltrate several concerns. Not least among the things become more complicated them. Whenever the two were left alone, Mark was an excuse to leave. Until one day Erik not noticed it.
"Are you afraid to be alone with me, right?" Put it back to the wall without touching it, only with the prowess of his body.
"What makes you think that?"
"Do not take the piss. I understand that you understand ... "
" What is speech? You probably drank the brain? "
Erik said with a chuckle. He brought his face close to hers. "Do you understand that I like is that I want to fuck you" Mark was crossed by a long chill. Whether it was fear or excitement or both did not matter. The fact is that, suddenly everything was clear to him. He too wanted: Mark Jager wanted the creature without heart and brain of Erik Gehlen. The lightning move that saw Mark's eyes made him grin of satisfaction.
"Well ... well, as I thought. Also you want me ... perfect "the patted his bottom lip with his forefinger. Mark promptly stuck out his tongue to lick it. He did not know what was a good thing lasciasi screwed by his enemy. Surely it was not for Chris Ritter, but Mark Jager ... moved into the bedroom giving and gave vent to all the desire that kept enclosed inside.
annihilated by the discovery Semir looks at his colleague did not speak.
"Now I am disgusting, right?"
"I do not know, would you?"
"I should ... I had an affair with ... with those who ended the life of your great love, Tom Kranich "
" It's not gone well "Semir smiles sweetly" Mark Jager had an affair with Erik Gehlen "Chris opens his mouth in surprise. He thinks that he should not give all that weight. Mark was in the arms of the poor bastard who killed Tom, not him! Semir And there came almost immediately!
"The heart of Mark is owned by Erik. Chris belongs only to me "comes close again and kissed him. This time Chris did not prevent him from continuing. Free at last to give space to the heart of a policeman.
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