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Now he was sitting. Ah, clearly official police business. “You know, I actually just got a manicure the other day, so I’m good for now. How much work did you shove off on people so you could sit on a bench behind Town Hall tonight?”

“I just sprinted nearly two miles chasing one of these punk kids who have been breaking into cars. I’m allowed to have two fucking minutes to catch my breath.” Gabriel was usually in tip top shape, but all the pastries and croissants and sweets he seemed to eat with Lucien were taking their toll on him. He needed to cut back on the carbs desperately and go back to the gym. He could run for miles as a wolf, but as a human, his stamina dwindled. “And not that it’s any of your business but none. I’m picking up extra work. Like this whole case. I can let it go if you want, but if someone smashes in your windows, don’t come running to me. By all means. Have someone else in the department deal with it. It’s not my jurisdiction.”

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Britt had just been on her way to her car, having to park in the back lot after some jackass had taken the parking spot clearly painted ‘Secretary’. Quite frankly, even after a day of work, she was still pissed. She had caught sight of the deputy out of the corner of her eye, not really paying him much mind. All she could think about was wondering whether or not she had parked in between, not on the lines, in her angered rush this morning. If he tried to ticket her…. Britt began thinking of all the things she would respond with, for a situation that may or may have not already happened. She glanced back over at him. “What kind of police business? Ensuring no one comes to vandalize Town Hall’s benches?”

“Something like that,” Gabriel grunted, barely paying her any attention. He chanced another glance up the fire escape and the surrounding area. The guy was definitely gone. He took the opportunity to sit down on a bench and rub the bridge of his nose. “Don’t you have work to shove off on other people so you can paint your nails?”

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“I saw everything. I can follow them.” Tatum announced strongly, eyes fixed on the fire escape where the person had disappeared. “Please, officer sir, man, trust me.”  Serious with their word, Tatum was already itching to jump into a pursuit be they got permission or not. No one ever gave them a chance at doing big things like this, and Tatum knew that this one time they could really handle the situation. Besides, they had their beef with the escapee when they had shoved innocent Tatum aside and send people’s precious mails scattering out from Tatum’s bag. “ C’mon hurry up and say yes before they get too far!”

Gabriel remembered this kid. The super hyper one with more sisters than Gabriel had toes. He’d liked them mostly because they used honorifics and feared him... once upon a time. “Go for it kid,” he said. “But if you catch him, you have to hold him without hurting him until I arrive. Vigilantism is still a crime.” He wondered how Tatum would catch him with that big bag of mail, though.

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“Fuck, Luke...” Gabriel was so close. Too close. He was right there at the edge. A half a second later and he’d have been gone. But then all feeling stopped, replaced by the empty space of cool air and Lucien’s warm cheek graced his thigh. “Luke, what the fuck  are you doing? Don’t stop now I---” but it was too late. Gabriel tugged hard on Lucien’s hair, pulling it tightly as he tensed, shoulders pulling forward as he couldn’t stop himself. He’d made it to the point of no return and he came in large spurts, coating Lucien’s cheek and hair--some of it even reaching his back. Gabriel apparently had a lot of built up force behind that particular orgasm. He settled back on the bed with a frustrated chuckle. “Sh-shit, Luke,” he shuddered. “What the hell was that?”

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Wasting no time in spreading his legs to grant Lucien better access, Gabriel all but bucked forward into Lucien’s mouth, hands immediately digging themselves into Lucien’s hair, gripping tightly. He was on autopilot, letting the need for heat and warmth overtake him. He knew he wouldn’t last long, either. He was already so close. “Fuckfuckfuck,” he gasped, fighting between wanting to throw his head back on the bed and take it or watch Lucien’s pink lips surround his cock. He opted for the latter, unable to keep his eyes away. Part of the thrill was watching it happen. “Fuck Luke, I’m so close--” He could feel his balls twitch and his legs stiffened.

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Gabriel watched Lucien carefully, eagerly soaking him in both literally and figuratively. Feeling him come to pieces in his arms was almost enough to set Gabriel off. He could feel a slick droplet of precum ooze down the side of his cock like a ticklish drop of water. He ached for Lucien. To be surrounded by him. The ghost of Lucien’s mouth still echoed in his nerves. The warmth, the wet heat. “Fuck, Luke,” Gabriel exhaled loudly, his strokes coming to a slow pause as he let Lucian ride out his orgasm. He barely felt the nails in his biceps. He only had tunnel vision for the completely spent and beautiful man in his lap. Of course, Gabriel’s mind was not as poetic. He could only compliment his mate with: “Why are you apologizing? That was so fucking hot.”

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With Lucien leaning so far back in his ecstasy, it gave Gabriel better access to his chest. He trailed his tongue downward, tasting the saltiness of Lucien’s skin. The hand he had wrapped around Lucien’s waist, ventured downward as well, grabbing a handful of ass, gripping it possessively. “My Luke,” he growled out. He gave the soft skin a slap as he gripped his cock tighter, pulling Lucien so close he thought they would eventually melt into each other. He stroked his mate harder, faster, placing all of his efforts into the tingling heat of his palm. He pulled his head back to watch Lucien’s face as he writhed in his his grip. “Come for me, Lucien,” he murmured, his voice low and heavy. “Do it.”

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“Shit,” Gabriel swore under his breath. He’d just spent the better part of a half hour chasing after some kid in a hoodie he caught trying to break into a car with a coat hanger. At least, Gabriel thought it was a kid. He had his hood up and wasn’t very tall, but that didn’t exactly narrow it down. The brat was really really good at parkour, which made following him even more difficult. Eventually the perpetrator clambered up the side of a fire escape and disappeared. Gabriel knew at that point that he wouldn’t be able to follow. He had a scent, but it wasn’t enough. It would dissipate at some point. He leaned heavily on a bench, trying to catch his breath, when he felt eyes on him. “Nothing to see here,” he grunted out, trying to adjust the shirt of his uniform. It had come loose from his belt during the chase. “Police business.”

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“Oh dear,” Alice noticed the familiar disorienting feeling in her head, causing her to lose her balance from dizziness. 

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Gabriel frowned. For some reason, the Sheriff had been placing him on menial tasks like parking duty. No more investigative work. No more 911 calls. Just... ticket duty. He was scribbling through a ticket, his handwriting barely legible when he heard the small noise behind him. “Hey woah, now,” he stepped outward, ready to catch her easily if she fell. “You’re not allowed to faint around me. I’m no paramedic and if I call 911, they’ll just hang up on me.” It was true. He’d called dispatch too many times in the past week on some false leads. They essentially blocked his number.

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With Lucien in his lap, Gabriel was able to get a better grip, so he spit into his hand and began pumping him harder, their cocks pressing together between them. He thumbed over Lucien’s tip, gathering the precum there for more lubrication, his hand easily gliding over his mate’s cock. His other arm stayed at Lucien’s waist, holding him up and pulling him close so he could bury his nose in Lucien’s neck, latching onto the skin there and suckling close. He breathed heavily around Lucien’s skin, his own feeling as if it were on fire. “You smell so fucking good,” Gabriel ground out through clenched teeth. He didn’t know if it was the arousal he could smell or not, but it nearly sent him into a frenzy. Lucien’s gentle moans and whimpers did little to quell the storm, either. “Tell me what you want,” he breathed, his mouth at Lucien’s ear, teeth reaching forward to nip at an earlobe.

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Gabriel found himself lost for a moment, digging his hands gratefully into Lucien's hair. His chest heaved and his mouth felt dry and empty. He longed to pull Lucien up to him for a kiss to satisfy the craving. When he heard Lucien's laughter he forced his eyes open and glanced down. Watching his mate pay such attention to him, all with a smile on his face caused something in Gabriel's chest to tighten. His wolf gave out a whine as he sat up quickly, dragging Lucien's head to his forcefully. He wanted a kiss and he was going to get one. His tongue darted into Lucien's mouth, parting his lips to taste himself on his tongue. The very idea of his caused his mind to cloud and reached down between them, batting Lucien's hand away to take hold of his mate's cock, hot and rock hard in his palm. "Take your boxers off and sit in my lap," he demanded around Lucien's mouth.

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Gabriel threw his head back as soon as Lucien’s warm mouth covered him. He didn’t have to think about anything anymore--only the feel of Lucien surrounding him--and it was perfect. “Holy shit, Luke,” he breathed, hissing outward. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d even been intimate with anyone. A very, very long time. He always liked to pretend he slept with a lot of women but for some reason, most women hated him. Fancy that. He bucked his hips upward instinctively and spread his legs to give Lucien better access. “You’re goddamn right its better than croissants,” he grunted out, pressing his head against the pillow. “This better be what you meant when you said you liked them with milk.”

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Gabriel watched intently as Lucien moved downward. He’d been so hard and straining for so long that he’d already managed to create a wet spot of precum on his boxers which was making him uncomfortable. With Lucien so close, it only made him strain more. He growled impatiently. “Are you torturing me because I said I implied I wasn’t going to fuck you in the ass because I swear I will kick you in the ass if you don’t stop worrying and suck. my dick.”

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Hannah: I'd tell u but you're lowkey a misogynist so her story won't resonate w you

Gabriel: she probably wasn't good at frying bacon

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With Lucien working to remove his pants, it sent Gabriel into overdrive. He wasted no time in stripping completely, tossing his and Lucien’s discarded clothing over the edge of the bed. He relished in the touch and feel of new skin to scent, but then Lucien seemed to ask the golden question and Gabriel was not about to say no to that. He wrapped one strong arm around Lucien’s middle and flipped them both over so that he was lying on the bed with Lucien on top of him. “Your shyness is adorable,” he growled, then reached a hand up to pull Lucien’s face down on his for a hungry kiss. “Yes,” he growled inside his mouth, and then, because he was a fucking gentleman, now, “Please.”

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Gabriel hummed, feeling Lucien against him, eyes shutting briefly. “I thought I was the one rushing you,” he admitted. He began kissing down Lucien’s neckline and jaw, toward his collarbone. They jut out so much Gabriel could almost sink his teeth around them. He was beginning to lose himself in the smell and taste of his mate’s skin when it occurred to him that Lucien was asking him another question. “Just want to make you feel good,” he muttered against Lucien’s shoulder, one hand moving to palm at the front of his jeans, pressing the material to outline the other’s erection. “Just want to make at least one person happy today. That’s all.”

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Gabriel climbed onto the bed after Lucien, hovering over him as he planted kisses where he could. He pulled back to look at Lucien, flushed and lips swollen and asking him--what asking him what?. He raised an eyebrow. “Lube and a condom? What the hell for? I’m not g--” He was gonna say ‘gay.’ He was so used to saying the phrase. But didn’t being with Lucien make him... at least a little? He couldn’t get around it. Suddenly everything he’d tried to avoid in the army came back at him at once. He knew exactly what Lucien was getting at and he shook his head. “No. I’m not doing that. Not tonight. Not even if you begged me.” He just wasn’t ready. And he wouldn’t know what he was doing--not that he wanted Lucien to know any of that. He ran a hand down Lucien’s chest, tracing the slight definition and movements of his body. He even let his wolf claws out a little, lightly scratching at the skin. “I just wanted you with me tonight.”