DISTRACTION

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╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Lots of bickering, strong domination, dirty talk & forced close proximity!!

^ Guys my obsession is getting out of hand, i need this man (sorry not sorry)

A/N: Guys I'm writing this, 2 full bottles of wine deep, so who knows what will happen...

It was morning briefing, everyone was sitting around listening to Sergeant Grey per usual. Thankfully, there were no cases left unfinished from night shift. Lately, you had been floating around with different people. Most days you'd be assigned with Tim, but others you'd ride with Aaron, John or whoever else didn't have a partner, on days when Tim was busy with Metro. The past few days, you and Tim had been partnered up, which meant you pretty much spent the whole day together. You guys would ride together all day and then you'd go home and ride him all night (😉 Tell me someone got the joke).

Well, your relationship was complicated since you both started sleeping with each other but you weren't officially 'dating' or anything. Feelings were finally exchanged and he would call you or you would call him when you needed a release, and that was it.  Keep it professional at work, and freaky in the sheets.

"So, I'm gonna need a person to ride with Nolan today, since Celina is off for half the morning due to an appointment" Grey questioned looking around the room "any volunteers?".

You looked around the room at a few people who raised their hands and others who avoided John like the plague ever since he joined the job.

"I'll ride with Nolan today" you blurted out and took the weight off of everyone's shoulders. Besides, Tim was annoying you last night and you felt that a change of partners wouldn't be the worst idea.

"Alright then, Officer y/n will ride with Nolan for today. Everyone's dismissed, be safe out there" Grey finished, and just like that all the officers shuffled out of their seats. You turned back to Tim to give him a big smirk, rubbing it in his face. He looked at you, still seated, and gave you an envious glare.

"Officer y/n" Tim called out over the loud moving of bodies. You turned away from Nolan and walked over towards Tim.

"What the hell was that for?" He questioned with envy in his voice. You looked him up and down with a huge grin, knowing it was killing him to have you offer so easily to ride with someone else.

"That... Bradford, was me assigning myself with someone else cause you pissed me off last night" you mocked.

"Seriously, you're still pissed at me over a small disagreement last night" he folded his arms across his chest.

"Um yes, i can hold a grudge for a long time sir, so you better smarten up" touching a hand to feel against his duty belt. You were clearly teasing him over the attitude he gave you last night over the stupidest issue. But, you liked to watch him get flustered when you didn't put up with it.

"Listen, you didn't have that smart of a mouth when my cock was half way down your throat last night" he leaned down to you ear, the feeling of his hot breath mixed with taunting words had your mind back to last night when the two of you were... well, having some fun.

"Okayy, that is enough" you laughed, backing away from him before the two of you recreated what happened last night on the briefing tables.

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You and Nolan got called to an abandoned building location where someone had reported noise coming from inside. The last time you responded to a noise complaint inside a creepy building, bullets were flying around and you almost got shot.

Nolan and you pulled up the building where there was graffiti and the main door was torn down with some sort of axe. You drew your weapons just incase and Nolan stayed on your back while you entered to search the building.

"Should we call for backup?" Nolan asked nervously.

"We should be fine, i don't hear or see anyone yet" you said taking the lead in through the dark room.

After pacing and searching six floors of a newly abandoned building there were no signs of anyone or any malicious intent.

"Show us code six at our location" you radioed to dispatch. "How the hell does a building this new get shut down within a year" you asked Nolan.

A few minutes later after inspecting every inch of the space, you stood on the sixth floor, peaking around to see if there was anything you missed. Just as you thought everything was good you heard footsteps coming from the metal staircase. You and Nolan stared at each other and drew your guns again, pointing them at the stairs.

"Identify yourself" you shouted and your shaky voice echoed through the whole top floor.

"It's Bradford" you heard a familiar echo back. 

"Tim?" You said with a confused look on your face, the same as Nolan. Both holstering your guns. 

"Hey, I just got word from Grey, now that Officer Juarez is back, Nolan is assigned back to her. We were nearby when we heard the call" he panted as the two of them came up the stairs and made their way over towards you.

A/N: I'm not a fucking cop so I don't doubt that ^that sounds totally incorrect lmaoooo.

"Alrighty then, you can take care of the paperwork for this then?" Nolan asked as he made his way towards Celina.

"Yea... yea you're good. Take our shop" you said with a puzzled look.

The other two took off, leaving you with Tim. How did you know that he would find some way to join calls with you today.

"Um what are you doing at our call?" You questioned him, as he made his way closer to you.

"In the area, figured it wouldn't hurt to have an extra set of eyes... considering the last call. Plus Juarez got placed with me until you guys finished up here, and man she is too chipper for me" he babbled.

"Yea sure, well thanks for the help. Luckily it wasn't needed" you winked at him and made your way towards an elevator.

"This thing work? I'm really not feeling like taking six flights of stairs back down right now" he questioned and pressed the button to go down.

"Yea me either" you added to his claim. The building was fairly new, but got abandoned due to foreclosure.  Thankfully, the elevator doors propped open on the sixth floor, which meant you didn't have to drag yourself down all the stairs.

"Score" Tim air pumped his fist and you both got into the elevator. He pressed 'first floor' as the doors closed.

"So now I'm stuck with you for the rest of shift?" You scoffed.

"Well it looks like that, doesn't it officer y/n" he declared. Both of you stood with your hands behind your back in the same stance, while the elevator made its way lower.

"Okay listen I'm not stoked about it. The one day i try to get a break from you and Juarez comes back within a two hours..." you rolled your eyes even though he couldn't see it.

"Wow i see how it is, you're still butt hurt over our little bicker last ni-" he was rambling when all of a sudden the elevator made a loud creaking sound and started to shake a bit. Slowing down to a complete stop, you both held onto the bars against the sides. What the actual fuck...

"You have to be fucking kidding me" Tim groaned, pressing the red 'help' button on the elevators panel after pressing the 'open' doors didn't do shit. To both of your surprise, neither button worked to do anything.

"Oh my god, this is like my worst fear ever. Being stuck in an elevator" your anxiety was taking over your body, "especially with you" you added. Sure you were stressing out right now, but you always used humour to try and cope with any tough situation.

"Great. Thanks for that" his face shaking side to side in disappointment. He grabbed his radio and attempted to reach dispatch or literally anyone that would answer, but there was no signal inside the elevator and thick concrete walls. Checking your phones was the same result.

A/N again: i don't know if this could actually happen in real life but that's the beauty of fiction, lol.

"Tim what if we're stuck in here for hours" your whole body was starting to go into panic mode, sweating in the small confined space. As much as you wouldn't admit it to him, you were glad that he was here stuck with you.

"Dispatch will do a check in within an hour if they don't hear from us" he tried to calm you down. His demeanour was surprisingly calm considering your situation. He went and tried and pry open the doors with no luck. You watched his arm muscles straining against his navy blue shirt. 

"Looks like we're stuck between two floors, could be something jammed" he added to your worrying as he peaked out through the tiny sliver of door that opened.

"Awesome, this is just awesome. We could be stuck here for hours until someone comes and gets us out. I knew we should have just taken the stairs" you paced back and forth the small area.

"Yea you're stuck here for a while with me. It could be worse..." he turned back toward you.

"Oh yea, how could it get any more worse than this Tim" your forehead was glistening with sweat.

"Hey listen I'm just saying... at least you weren't by yourself" he started to unbutton a few buttons on the top of his uniform, which caught your attention.

"What the hell are we supposed to do until someone gets here" you asked him, as if he was going to pull a board game or something out of his ass.

"I don't know? Count sheep or something" he tried to make light of your panicked state "or how about you picture everyone in the room naked" he added, the grin on his face was widening.

"Are you fucking kidding me... we're trapped in a tiny metal box and you're here cracking jokes" you turned to face the wall, doing some breathing exercises.

"Y/n come on, I'm trying to make light of the situation right now. We will be okay. Plus you're the one who makes jokes in stressful situations" he laid a hand on your back, rubbing it up and down to calm you down.

As much as you didn't want to admit. He was right. You always tried to make light of stressful situations, but in this case, there was no way of getting out unless someone came for you. Your mood was bitter and you had no choice to be stuck in close proximity with Tim.

"Okay, you're right. We will be okay. But don't think that I'm over your bossy ass mood from last night, just because we're stuck in here together" you finally turned around to see him stripping off his shirt. Small beads of sweat covering both of your faces now.

"What can i do for you to let that go? Remind me to never challenge you on anything again" his eyes widened and his hands shook in front of him.

What can he do to make me forgive him? Well how about less talking and more doing...

"You don't need to strip down in here it's not a fucking porno" you laughed, now leaning against the elevator wall, acting like the heat wasn't getting to you.

"You're right... it's not a 'fucking porno-' " he air quoted before continuing "-in here, it's really hot. Don't act like the heat isn't getting to your head too" he tapped the side of his head.

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Ten minutes later of small bickering back and forth, your panicked and waiting state grew more and more. Sure, you knew there would be someone coming to check in on you within a half-hour from now. But, the heat was rising and you couldn't keep your eyes off of Tim, who was now stripping off his white cotton shirt. He was bare from the waist up, his torso shining with sweat. His duty belt was on the floor, his gun tucked in the back of his waistband and his pants sat low on his hips, exposing the top of his v-line that you were kissing on last night.

"Look no one's judging if you want to take some layers off. Besides it's nothing i haven't seen before" his eyebrows rose, offering you an easy solution.

"Fine you're right" you huffed and started taking your duty belt off, following with your top and bulletproof vest. His eyes watched every movement you made as he leaned against the elevator wall.

"Don't look at me like that" you joked at his intense glare towards your white shirt that was sticking to your red lace bra underneath.

"Look at you like what?" He pried at your words, biting down on his bottom lip.

"I don't know, you're looking at me like that" your arms motioned towards his face.

"Well my bad for having eyes... i can see the outline of your boobs through your shirt. You know i could always get you off right here, right now" he teased, making your eyes dart down to the shirt that was stuck to your body.

"Get your mind out of the gutter" you shook your head and took two steps towards him as his eyes looked down to meet yours.

His hand made its way to the side of your jaw, angling your head up to meet him. "How do you expect me to get my head straight when I'm stuck in an elevator with the women I've been fucking for the past two months" he gritted. If you thought it was hot in here before, well it just got hotter. Your mind went to last night when he had you pinned against the wall and kissed every spot on your body.

Your hand made its way to his wet chest, to keep your spinning head from toppling over. His jaw was clenched tight from the doe eyed look you gave him.

"Damn, I didn't fuck you hard enough last night did i? ... Take your clothes off" he ordered quick and harsh. Your eyes squinted to fully understand what the hell he just asked of you.

"You heard me, take your clothes off. We have no where's to go and no ones gonna be looking for us for at least twenty five minutes-" he looked down at his watch and released his grip on your face "- and i know the both of us could use a distraction right now" he taunted. Speaking to the voices that were thinking the exact same thing in your head right now.

You took a step back and pealed off your shirt, followed by your belt and pants. The slight breeze that touched your skin felt like heaven and you were standing in a bra and thong in front of your training officer.

"Tim i-" before you could get the rest of your words out he forced himself towards you and your body smacked against the side of the elevator wall, causing the whole thing to shift beneath your feet. His lips were pressed against yours and your hands made their way up his damp back, feeling every curve.

The tension had now drifted from the four steel walls you were trapped in and all you could think of was getting his pants off. Your hands made their way down to his belt buckle, ratting the metal in attempt to get it off as quick as possible. He wouldn't break off the kiss long enough for you to get an eyes view at what you were trying to do.

His pants fell to the floor along with his gun and he finally gave away and pushed back off of you, making you feel like a fool for attempting to go for more.

"You're needy today... what makes you think I'm going to fuck you?" he teased as you were working off your bra. You bit down on your lip in frustration as you knew he was playing mind games with you.

"Tim please-" you panted from the hot sticky air. Your hair stuck to the sides of your face and your body was reacting to his words. After undoing your bra and letting your boobs be on full display for him, he sized up your figure, deciding to go back in for more.

He looked you up and down, within a blink his hand was wrapped around your throat applying light pressure, enough to force your lips open.

"Look at me" he snarled and you looked up to meet his sly gaze.

"I'm not just gonna fuck you... no that would be too easy-" he snickered "I want to hear you beg for it. Till this whole fucking building is filled with your pathetic cries for me to fuck you senseless" his grip tightened around your throat causing your head to dip to the side. Your pussy was practically dripping from his words.

He made his way to his knees and roughly pulled your thong down to your ankles where you helped kick it off. His big hands pushed your legs open and exposed the wet mess you were in. He took two fingers and glided them over your area, causing you to gasp, echoing against the whole elevator.

He took no time before he was teasing your sensitive clit and around your inner thighs, the stubble from his face was rough against your skin. He look his tongue and licked a slow stripe up and down.

"Always so ready for me" he grunted between breaths. Your legs started to force themselves in to squish his face, unable to contain the pleasure he could provide from just his tongue alone.

"Suffocate me, i dare you. I'd gladly die with my head between your thighs" his words continued quick and harsh. The need of his size filling you up grew stronger and stronger.

"Oh my god, please-" your words got halted from him nipping at your clit in spite.

"What baby, tell me what you want" he begged for you to say the words.

"Please, fuck me" you whined, running a hand through his hair.

He stood back up to face you and the desperate look on you couldn't hide. A wide smirk covering his wet face, covered in your arousal. His tongue made its way to clean the surrounding areas that were glistening with your juices.

"Turn around" he snapped, you did as he said. His hand gripped onto your wrist, that was firmly pinned against your back. Your face was pressed into the cold metal wall and you could see your reflection through the frosted metal.

He pulled his throbbing cock out of his pants and pressed it on your ass. The confined walls were filled with smells of his intoxicating cologne and sex.

"Feel this..." he pushed his hard erection against you. Letting a low whimper escape from your mouth, "... yea that's what you do to me, every god damn time i see you" his words were laboured between breaths.

"Mmmm" you moaned under your breath, the cool metal wall feeling amazing against your face.

He positioned himself to enter you, trailing a wad of spit down to hit against his head. He was edging you on by pushing only his tip inside of you, slowly pulling out and then back in. The tease of his head was enough to drive you insane. A soft whine leaving his lips at how easy he could slide into you, but also how tight you clenched against his big size.

"Please i need all of you" you cried in frustration.

He slid half of his length inside of you. Between him slowly working you apart and your need to be fully filled by him, your body took over and slammed your hips backward to smack against his body. The sudden movement driving all of him inside of you.

A loud grunt left his mouth at your eagerness. Turning you around to face him, your back now pressed against the wall. His hands roamed up your boobs to your throat as he lifted one of your legs up to throw it over his arm.

"You look so fucking good with my hands wrapped around your neck" he croaked. Entering you again and this time he went full force. Keeping the grip on your neck tight. He fucked you hard like you had been wanting all along, your cries filling the small space.

His eyebrows were forced tight as he worked his frustration on you, sweat dripped off his face and ran down his chest. His strokes were fast and hard, fucking you until your eyes rolled back in your head. No words were exchanged except loud moans and breaths.

"Mhm, that feels so good" you whimpered, you were starting to see stars at the loss of air, gripping onto his waist for balance.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum" he moved his hand up to squish your face, watching you gasp for a breath when the release on your throat was given.

You could feel ecstasy take over your body, your back arched and you were coming undone at his steady thrusts.

"Tim oh my g-" he shut you up quick as he fucked you hard, riding out your release. Your core was pulsing against his cock.

"Fuckkk" he dragged out the word while he came inside of you and pulled out slowly, watching his seed spill from you.

Once his hands were off of your face, you fell to the floor. Your legs unable to keep you stable. The two of you were covered in sweat and your minds had totally vanished from the fact that you were still trapped here.

"Better clean up quick, we've got about five minutes before someone comes looking for us" his words strangling to get out as he grabbed the side of the wall.

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I wish i had more people to talk about the Rookie with.... Nobody i know watches the show. It would we awesome if we came up with a Snapchat group or something to all talk about it. I'm sick of keeping my delusional fantasies to myself.