Ohhhhh I just saw you also are doing the smut dialog prompts.
Can I request 8 for sledding and 21 for salbobby?
Smut Queen! This isn’t super smutty but here’s SalBobby hon 🖤 I’m gonna answer the SalEddie request later
This is also going to double as @judymarch15’s belated birthday present (it’s a day late but happy birthday)
21. Did I stutter? Do as your told.”
Picking up an older man at the bar and then getting fucked in the alley beside it tonight wasn't remotely in Sal's plans. He'd thought he was gonna get a couple drinks with the crew, flirt with Tommy in that weird semi platonic way they normally did and then go home and sleep before work. They were supposed to be getting a new probie and he was already dreading meeting whatever cocksure little punk the academy was sending them this time. Hen's still sporting the scars on her leg from where the last probie had freaked out and abandoned her mid emergency rescue.
The 118 were also supposed to be getting a new captain soon and Sal was still hopeful that Chief Simpson was gonna be giving the promotion to him. Even without all the proper schooling to make captain he was still the best possible in house option outside of Hen.
Instead of drinking with his friends he's bent over an old barrel in the alley out behind the bar with his pants around his ankles and the hottest guy in the place pressing up behind him. He can feel the heat of the guys, Bobby or was it Billy's, breath on the side of his face where he's murmuring all sorts of filthy things.
"Spit," Billy no wait it was Bobby says holding his fingers in front of Sal's mouth. "Be a good boy for me and spit." He refuses to acknowledge the noise he lets out at the command or how quickly he complies with the order.
"Such a good boy," Bobby whispers in Sal's ear sending another shiver down his spine as he quickly but efficiently starts prepping him. "Almost done gorgeous then I'll give you what you want."
"I'm ready," Sal grumbles as Bobby slows down as he talks to him then slows down even more as Sal's words process. "I'm ready. I can take whatever you can dish out."
"Nope," Bobby says popping the 'p' continuing with the slower pace.
"I like some pain with my pleasure and wanna be fucked sometime this century, Grandpa," Sal growls again shaking his hips trying to entice the older man. He wants to be fucked and at this point he no longer cares if he's being a brat.
"We either do this my way or you can go back in there and try to find someone else to go home with. Its your choice," Bobby answers before withdrawing his fingers and laying a solitary smack to Sal's ass making the other man keen. "Hold still."
Sal glances over his shoulder making eye contact with Bobby before shaking his ass again getting another smack for his troubles. "What was that for," he complains trying to act innocent suddenly and its obvious from the look on the other man's face he isn't falling for it. The innocent look always makes Tommy melt and he always gets what he wants when he uses it and the fact that Bobby doesn't seem phased throws him off his game.
"Did I stutter? Do as your told," Bobby orders leaving Sal feeling empty for a moment. "Give me just a second and I'll give you what you want." When he finally gives Sal what they both want he has bite his own arm to avoid doing something stupid neither of means.
**
Walking back into the bar 45 minutes later he tries to hide the fact he can feel a twinge in his hip and ass with every step he takes towards where Tommy is still sitting now with a pretty dirty blonde in Sal's abandoned seat. Seeing them he heads to the bar ordering a shot and then he walks out the door already lost in thought about work and the new changes coming his way.
He can feel the piece of scrap paper with Bobby Nash's number burning a hole in his pocket and he sighs.
**
He's stunned into silence when he and Tommy clear the loft stairs and he finds a familiar face sitting at the head of the table. There's a younger looking guy sitting next to him and he can feel Tommy freeze beside him.
"I'm Captain Bobby Nash and this is probationary firefighter Evan Buckley," Bobby says standing to introduce himself and Buckley when it’s obvious he’s not going to. Sal sees a quick flash of recognition in his eyes before its hidden.
Sal doesn’t know what to think or feel at the moment so instead he introduces himself still staring at the man who’d shifted things in his world without realizing it.
AO3
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