Evan and Chan are engaged in a little role play - the State Trooper and the speeder. Having pulled Chan over for "speeding," Evan offers him a chance to prove he's sorry. See what's going on in this week's chapter of Super Trooper. Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what's up with them! Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
Super Trooper #9 (2.5)
Evan was operating strictly on primal instinct. He’d
never done anything even remotely like this before, never even considered the
possibility. If you had asked him before this what were the chances of his
pulling over a motorist, while not in uniform, to pretend to give him a ticket, and then locking lips with him, right
there in public, he would have said that could never happen. Would never happen.
And yet here he was, and it just had.
Chan’s lips were soft against his own, comfortable
and inviting. He lightly brushed against them with the tip of his tongue and they
parted in response. Suddenly aware of how much he wanted to tangle his tongue
with the other man’s, and that perhaps the side of the road was not the proper
place for such a display, Evan reluctantly drew back. But not until he’d savored
a little more of Chan’s sweet breath.
Now what? They weren’t exactly playing by the rules,
at least none that he was aware of. Naturally, he had no intention of giving
Chan a citation, speeding or otherwise. All Evan knew was that he wanted him,
wanted him very badly. And if Chan’s reactions were any indication, he wanted
Evan just as badly. He knew the situation wasn’t like any he’d ever been in
before with other men. But something about Chan attracted him, and he was
determined to explore that attraction and see where it led, even if that was
only to a single night of passion.
In the back of his head, a little voice warned Get off the road. Now. Good advice which also dovetailed with his own agenda.
“Since you seem sincere, and perhaps you didn’t
realize just how fast you were driving, I think perhaps I can allow you to show me how
contrite you are,” Evan said at last, bringing his heavy breaths under control.
“But not here. Here’s what we’ll do. I want you to continue to drive to your
place of residence. I’ll be right behind you. Once we are… alone… we can…
discuss the matter further.”
Chan’s smile was intoxicating. “Yes, sir. I would
like that.”
Evan couldn’t refrain from kissing him again before tearing
himself away from Chan so he could return to his car. Strictly speaking, he
probably shouldn’t have used either the lights or the siren when he wasn’t
engaged in the pursuit of an actual suspect. But he realized nobody who passed
by the two vehicles would notice what he’d done or think anything about it
either, grateful not to be the object of his attention. Besides, using them
made what they were doing more realistic, which was an
ultimate turn-on. He quickly killed the lights and waited as Chan started his
car and pulled back onto the highway.
Evan had already done his homework earlier in the
day, after he’d taken Chan’s license. He knew that Chan lived in a small
apartment complex on the outskirts of Tucker Falls. He’d been on calls in the
area before, assisting local law enforcement, but on the whole it was a quiet
area. No high rise apartments these, they were single floor dwellings, more
like duplexes than apartments, with common areas behind the buildings for
parking. Arriving at the correct address, he followed Chan into one such area,
parking his state issued vehicle beside the other man’s compact.
They exited their cars at the same time. Chan seemed
a little nervous, unsure of himself, so Evan decided to take matters in hand to
help put him more at ease. Pocketing his keys, he approached Chan with sure
strides and gave him a confident smile, momentarily forgetting that he was
supposed to be barking orders according to their role play. “Lead the way,” he
encouraged him.
He followed Chan up a set of concrete steps flanked
by wooden railings. He noticed Chan made no attempt to touch the rails as he
ascended the stairs. Briefly touching them himself, he understood Chan’s
reluctance, as they wobbled slightly. Not a good sign, his professional mind
protested, wondering what other violations might wait inside, but he withheld
judgement.
Chan unlocked the back door and stood back to allow
Evan to precede him inside. The door led into a small square kitchen with
little counter space and no room for a table. Probably just right for a single
person, such as Chan.
Evan turned as Chan closed and locked the door
behind him. He stood uncertainly for a moment, before moving past Evan. He
reached for the wall and flipped on a light, revealing the living area. Which
meant the door directly off of the kitchen was most likely the bedroom.
“Would you like something to drink?” Chan offered,
waving in the direction of the refrigerator. “I have some beer. Or I could make
some tea. I have very good tea—”
Evan closed the short distance between them and
stemmed the other man’s words with his mouth. He felt Chan’s moan vibrate
through him. Evan had a good six inches of height on the other man, but when
they pressed together, he could easily feel Chan’s growing excitement, which matched
his own.
He drew back far enough to murmur, “Tea can wait,”
then swept Chan into his arms and carried him into the bedroom.
to be continued
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