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Killian Nox, 36, Owner of a little cafe named Javawocky.

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“Good. I’m sure we’d both have quite a bit of fun if we put our minds to it,” Eddie smirked as he took a sip of coffee. “Well, you can always text me if you’re feeling stressed out and would like a massage,” he said, not adding that he’d just put his number in the tip jar. If he couldn’t figure that out then Eddie wasn’t going to waste the time. “Usually when I’m in town, my nights are pretty free. Generally speaking.”

“Poor guy. Must be pretty busy running a coffee shop all by yourself here. It’s probably hell early in the morning.”

“Oh I’m sure we will” Killian winked as he leaned on the counter, giving his back a break. “I’ll text you, I’m sure I’ll find your number somewhere” He smirked rolling his eyes a little. He’d already seen the number written on the tip, he hadn’t fished it out yet, but he certainly wasn’t going to forget about it. He took another sip from his coffee, “Well, I’m usually very free after I close down the cafe. I don’t suppose you’re free tonight are you?”

“It is, and I’m not a morning person in the least. I’m looking into hiring a few more people, so that should get a little easier”

A pair of bright blue eyes jumped back and forth as he read the column. After a minute the man closed the news paper, and folded the pages back the way they were. He exchanged the paper for a cup of coffee, and tried to wash down the terrible taste the article left behind. Orlando sat at a table just outside a small café in the early morning, and sipped from a mug as he watched cars roll by on the street. His white shirt was pristine and ironed, buttoned up to the neck, and his black slacks were pressed, if a little tight.

"Hello,“ he called out as he noticed someone walk by that looked vaguely familiar. Orlando uncrossed his legs and sat up in the chair. It was a little uncomfortable, his ass felt like it had gone to sleep in the brief time he’d sat down to read, but he wouldn’t complain about it. “It’s a surprisingly beautiful morning.”

Morning service had been busy today, the cafe was starting to pick up customers as people seemed to figure out where they were and how good the coffee was. At least he’d actually been looking into hiring people, a few interviews with potential candidates in the next few days. But for now he relished that there seemed to be a break in the stream of people that had come in. The sun was shining outside, and Killian needed air.

Grabbing one of the bagels from the case, Killian left a sign on the cash register indicating he was taking a break, and slipped his apron off over his head. Stepping outside, he sighed happily, already looking around for somewhere to settle. The hello startled him somewhat, but he had a bright smile for the man addressing him. He recognized Mayor Prescott, the man was devastatingly handsome and in office after all. “Hello, and yes it is, I’m happy I managed to get out and enjoy it a little”

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Peter puffed out a laugh. “Come on. You should now that from now on, it is totally safe to nerd out in front of me. Us nerds should support each other, right?” He winked at the other and then nodded. “Alright, I’ll try my best persuasion game on and see if it works on you.”

“I’ll keep that in mind for the future then, perfectly alright be be nerdy around Peter. We really should, don’t want anyone thinking being nerdy is bad” He laughed softly, “To be honest, it’d probably not going to take much to persuade me. But I’m very eager to see how you do”

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“I see someone’s not greedy at all.” Marz chuckles before leaning down and kissing along the inside of Killian’s thigh muscle slowly, not missing an inch with his lips, up towards the other’s crotch. Leaning over, he repeated this with Killian’s other thigh, moving even slower up this thigh then the other, just to tease the male more. “How about you show me that pretty hole of yours?”

“I suppose you could say I’m ambitious” Killian grinned almost deviously, though the expression dropped slightly as Marz’s lips touched the inside of his thigh and started trailing upwards. His hands curled around the edge of the desk as he started on the other thigh, agonizingly slow. The question had him turning over, placing his hips on the edge of the desk so that his ass was on full display. Reaching back, he used his long fingers to pull his cheeks apart. ‘Like this?” He asked, a teasing note to his voice.

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“Like I said, thinking i’m going to have to take time away from Grims and come to a decision to whether the marriage is worth all this shit or not.” Dirk shrugged having no idea whether or not it was right at this moment in time. Taking the final drag of the white stick, Dirk dropped it on the floor before killing it with his shoe. “Thanks for that.”

“Probably for the best, though I’d still say a conversation needs to happen somewhere in there” Killian raised a brow, bringing his cigarette back to his lips to take another drag. He was still working on his cigarette, leaning back against the exterior of the building. “Glad I could help mate, even just a bit. Fuck knows relationships can be shit sometimes”

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“I don’t make offers I don’t deem serious,” Eddie replied. He was serious. He could do some massage but mostly it would be about a massage heading toward a happy ending. If Killian wanted to get fixed, he also knew a straight guy that did a great ART but there’d be no playfulness and it would probably just leave him hard and a little bruised the first few times. There’d be no fun in that.

“Poor thing. Well, offer’s on the table. I’ll take those borogroves of yours and make them far less mimsy. Or more mimsy, if that’s something you’d enjoy,” Eddie said with a wink.

Eddie chuckled back. “I’m a little biased, I will admit that. It’s my favorite movie ever so, you know, take that with a grain of salt I guess. I wouldn’t say Patrick Swayze was my first crush necessarily but he was definitely up there. I almost worked at a summer camp once when I was a teenager because of him but it didn’t work out.”

“Well then, I might just have to take you up on that offer, would certainly make for a fun and somewhat relaxing night” Killian grinned, wrapping his fingers around his own cup of coffee. Maybe he’d look into the professional as well, but a night of less professional massage and more happy endings sounded like a good night to him. “Sounds like we need to plan a night, mate” He raised a brow at the other.

Killian laughed softly, taking a sip from his own drink. “Might have to watch it again sometime when I’m less busy. At the moment I’d probably fall asleep in front of a movie no matter who was in it.”

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Late Night Sweets || Killian&Aiden

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Aiden simply smiled as he watched Killian begin to go in on the treats he had prepared. That moan was something that had Aiden raising a single eyebrow. He couldn’t deny the fact that it turned him on a bit but he was far too tired to act on anything of that sort. “Don’t worry about biting into the decorations. It’s so easy to make more. I made all this shit in like…5 hours. It’s not tough.” He told him before the other was moving in toward him.

His eyes moved up, the dark circles evident. He shrugged a little and shook his head. “I didn’t have anything else to do so I made these for you and…was hoping you would want to hang out tonight because I couldn’t get to sleep.” He swallowed roughly. “I…if…” he held the other’s hand, gripping it tightly. He was so close to falling apart but he didn’t want to put that on Killian. He hardly knew him. “If it’s okay…I just…cuddling is nice. I like to cuddle.” He muttered under his breath.

“Oh believe me, I know how fucking hard it is to make these. Maybe not for you because I’m convinced your some sort of baking wizard, but every time I try making decorations they turn out awful” Killian pointed at the other while nibbling on another cupcake. He was a decent baker, it was something he’d taught himself and experimented with, but he wouldn’t say he was any sort of professional, and especially not now that he was looking at the delicate and amazing sweets Aiden had whipped up for him in a matter of hours.

Killian smiled softly, sliding his hand down Aiden’s arm until he could grab his other hand, “Come on then love, let’s go to bed now and we can talk more about sweet things in the morning” He hummed, already pulling Aiden backwards out of the kitchen. Killian maneuvered the two of them into the bedroom. Letting go of Aiden’s hand, Killian moved to crawl into his bed, under the covers. Holding out his arms, he gestured for the other to join him, “Come here, you need the rest”

“Sure thing, I’d actually really enjoy that. Yes, but it didn’t start with comic books, I got in the superhero bandwagon thanks to cartoons. Doodling, and art were sort of an escape, and somewhere along they melded together, and here I am now.”

“See, I always feel like I’m missing out because I didn’t watch a lot of cartoons as a child, pretty sure I didn’t get some of the same ones either. But sounds like you were always meant to end up here at the end of the day, drawing superheroes”

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Peter stretched his arm and offered his hand for a firm handshake. “Peter Klein. Great meeting you, Killian and don’t worry about nerding out. I tend to do that quite often.” He chuckled and then quickly added. “And please, let me know where this shop of yours is so I can stop by and check out the flowers once they’re set up.”

Reaching out, Killian curled his fingers around the other’s, “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well Peter. I do as well, just usually I manage to get someone’s name before I start in on my nerding out. I mean I did name my cafe Javawocky, there’s a fair amount of nerdiness there. And if you ever feel like dropping by it’s right on fifth, come inside and I might even be persuaded to give you coffee”

“Oh,” he said. “Oh.” The smile didn’t leave Sam’s lips, amusement spread across it. “Well that…ain’t what these handcuffs are for, that’s for certain.”

“You sure? I know playing with handcuffs in the bedroom isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but it is quite fun.” Killian was teasing now, “Though I get it, serious officer. You’ll have to beat off all those boys who want to play with your handcuffs”

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“Perhaps I was just doing both, not wanting to face the problems of the relationship due to not wanting to accept it was going down hill.” Dirk shrugged before taking another drag from the white stick. “Just sucks you know, think you know how your life is going to pan out and then shit just gets thrown at you.”

“Then you dug yourself quite the hole. Now the only options are facing the issues and working them out, or deciding that they’re too large to overcome and ending it” Killian hummed softly, he’d always gone for the first, too scared to end anything, though his partners didn’t seem to be so softhearted. “Trust me, I know that feeling, plans change all the time, it wouldn’t be life if it didn’t throw a wrench every now and then”

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“Yeah I guess your right.” He said as he guides a hand through his golden locks slowly before glancing back to Killian and nodded. “It’s just everyone around here looks at me and Grims thinking we are the perfect couple and everything but in reality we are far from that.” Dirk shrugs to himself. “Can’t say i’ve ever said that to a person before.”

“That’s usually how it goes, the most perfect couples are just the ones that either won’t let anyone else see their problems, or are refusing to see their problems” Killian hummed, but then again, he was probably a bit biased given how several of his own relationships had ended up that way. “Well, maybe you should, instead of bottling things up” He chuckled softly, breathing out smoke.

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“Yeah it was hard for me to quit as well.” Dirk shrugs before taking another drag and exhaling slowly before glancing back to Killian. “But hey, its better then some other stupid things I could do to destress.” He explained before he leaned back against a wall and glanced up to the stars in the sky. “Cheers for hearing a drunk with his problems.” He laughs softly.

“I’ve tried, I just never managed long” Killian sighed, smoke drifting past his lips. Every time he’d think he’d try something else would pop up. He managed to cut back, before moving here. “That’s really very true, though certainly not the best thing you could do either” He laughed softly, flicking his wrist to rid the end of ash. “Nah, it’s alright. I’ve been that drunk a time or two, so it’s only fair I’m on the other end of it every now and then”

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Marz watched Killian carefully as the male begun undressing fully infront of him. When he moved onto his desk, Marz moved his chair which was on wheels infront of where Killian sat. Placing his hands on the male’s knee’s he spread his thighs apart before moving in closer. “Tell me what you want me to do.” He said in a teasing fashion as his hands rode up Killian’s bare thighs.

Killian spread his legs apart willingly, watching as the other man rolled his chair between them. It was kind of thrilling to know he was sitting bare on an officer’s desk while the rest of the station was blissfully unaware, just on the other side of the locked door. He watched as the hands made their way up his pale thighs. Leaning over, Killian nipped at Marz’s ear. “Well I’d love it if you lost a bit of clothing. But I also want you to to taste me, suck me, rim me, either or both. He moved to the other ear, nipping the lobe, “But then I really want you to fuck me”

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Exiting his club, he pulled out a cigarette from the packet handed to him and lifted it between his pink lips. Holding the lighter to the end he lit it before taking it in. Coughing as he exhales due to not smoking in almost 15 years, he laughs to himself as he handed back the packet and lighter. “Haven’t had one of these in years.” Dirk revealed before taking another drag but this time slower then before.

“Be careful not to let yourself be sucked back into the habit mate, I’ve been trying to quit for years” Killian smirked, taking much smoother drag of his own cigarette. Taking back the lighter and cigarettes, he tuckes them into his back pockets. He can feel some of the tension easing out of him. It was probably a bad habit to get into, smoking when he was stressed, it meant he craved a cigarette when any tension arose, or any moment where he started to think about things that upset him.

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Kissing up Killian’s chest before capturing the other’s lips in a heated fashion, his hand begun massaging Killian’s crotch. He continued this for a few moments before leaning back a little. “Remove your trousers and get on the desk, I want to taste you.” He spoke in a husky tone against the other’s lips.

Once their lips locked Killian was leaning in, pressing in hard to the kiss, his hands moving upward to comb through Marz’s hair, his moans caught between their lips. The order made Killian’s cock twitch, but he slowly removed himself from Marz’s lap, reaching down to open his pants before slowly peeling them down his legs, watching Marz the entire time. He did the same with his underwear, before getting up on the desk.

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