BUSTED

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═ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═slight domination

Tim stood in the briefing room with his hands tucked into the top of his vest. His eyes tired and the expression on his face was strained with worry. He instructed the night shift on an important suspect you'd had a BOLO on all day. With no luck finding him, Sergeant Grey let Bradford do the briefing, since he was on the look out all day. Not just metro, but the whole day shift had been on the hunt for this guy. It was an exhausting day but after working thirteen hours, Grey instructed everyone from the day to go home and get rest, leaving it to night shift.

You stood outside the glass room, eyes stuck to him, like a fucking kid in a candy shop. You shouldn't be looking this long, even though it was hard to look away. Something about the metro uniform had him looking extra sexy, and keeping your mouth shut for far too long was becoming difficult. Tim had been your training officer months ago but since then you got your short sleeves and he moved to a better position in Metro. There was no more worry about 'what if's' when he wasn't your superior anymore.

Part of you still felt guilty if anyone found out, because of all the time you spent together in the past. Now, acting like a brief glance in the hallway or a glance back and forth was going to erase the memories of him devouring you the night before. His hands, rough and calloused, pinned your throat down to the bed as he fucked hard, exactly how you liked. Some nights he was so pent up over you, it would go to round two, even three if he was restless.

You shake the thought from your head as you hear a voice interrupting the thoughts of the night prior.

"You haven't gone home yet?" Officer Nolan came from the locker rooms, giving you a lazy but confused face.

"No, not yet. I-" you broke the gaze from watching Tim and turned to Nolan.

"Just in a trance i guess... today has been hell" you push off the embarrassing excuse you came up with

"Yea no doubt, do you want to walk out together?" He asked heading towards the exit doors.

A brief pause between the two of you, you pressed your lips into a line as if it was a difficult question, your head motioning between Tim and John.

"Ah, no. I cant. Need to ask Bradford something before I leave. See you tomorrow though and get some sleep" you pointed a finger at him if that was an order.

He waved a hand in the air, motioned 'bye' as he turned and walked away. Just as he was out of sight, Tim finished briefing and his eyes glanced up to meet yours.

Everyone came dispersing from the room, some giving you a few nods and you think back to the start of the shift early this morning at eight in the morning and now it was reaching towards ten a night. Tim trailed towards you after speaking with Grey.

"Hey" he said in a flat tone forcing his mouth into a smile

"Hey, you all done here?" You asked looking up at him

"Finally yea, Wade told me to get the hell out of here" he fakes a laugh

"Well..." you follow him into the changing room. You were exhausted and so was he and you weren't boyfriend/girlfriend status at all yet, a few hookups through the week ... and weekends. Okay, so maybe you were starting to ease towards dating status, but until the both of you sat down and chatted about making it official, you were fine with staying as friends with benefits. Hell, you dreamt about it a few weeks into being his rookie.

You look around the men's changing room and it's empty, everyone's either out on patrol or gone home. He stops at his locker and gives you a confused look as you leisurely followed him into the men's section.

"I know you are exhausted and i am pretty tired myself. So, i think I'll just sleep at my place tonight" you said looking down at your watch. He doesn't answer you right away, instead he sits down on the benches and stairs at the clothes in his locker.

"Exhausted? Yes, yes i am. But I'm not going home without you. Not after today" he shot you a glare and pulled his Metro shirt off, following by his grey undershirt. Your eyes shot to his strained biceps. A dried stream of cuts across his abdomen after getting in a tussle with a civilian earlier in the day.

"You sure? I understand if you want some peace and quiet..." you got cut off

"Peace and quiet? Nah I'm past that. I'm full of adrenaline y/n, i could go punch the bag till fucking morning came" he trailed on grabbing his backpack and shut the locker door.

"Okayyy" you said keeping the huge grin to yourself, and suddenly a second wind hit you.

You let him walk ahead of you and pass by Grey's office before you make your way in the same direction. Exchanging a quick kiss and getting in separate vehicles but meeting at Tim's house.

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After getting some food for both of you on the way home at the nearest takeout spot that was open, you both got to his house and ate in silence. Not pressuring him too much into conversation because he looked both tired and wound up at the same time.

"I need a shower" he broke the silence and groaned as he got up off of the couch.

"Yea, i could go for one too. I smell like grass and rotten banana peel" you looked up at him through lazy eyes. He turned around to give you a puzzled look.

"Come on" he said motioning a hand to follow him and you set your food on the coffee table and followed him to his bedroom. Cutting the corner he was already stripped of his shirt and now unbuttoning his pants, placing his badge on the side table.

You followed suit and started stripping your clothes off, he didn't even turn around to catch a glimpse of what you were doing before he walked to the attached bathroom and started the shower. Maybe I should've just gone home, he seems pissed.

He hangs two towels on the rack and steps into the floor to ceiling shower, much nicer than the one at your apartment. You follow along and walk in, the water pouring over your face, your back to the stream. He looks down at you with the most stern face. Does he even want me here?

He grabs the shampoo bottle and opens the lid to pour some in his hand, but you reach your hand above his and steal the musky smelling scent that you can always smell on your hands after running through his hair.

"Let me" you say interrupting his confused face. He knees down on one knee so he's the same height as you. Lathering the suds in your hands and running it through his hair. His hands grip your waist to steady himself.

"Tell me what you're thinking right now" you blurt out, begging to know what's picking apart his brain.

"It's just..." he stands up and begins to return the favour as he lathers shampoo and turns you around

"Today. Everything about it. The suspect is still roaming the streets or probably out of the fucking state by now. I've never had such a troubling case" he started to run his hands through your long strands of hair and massage it into your scalp

"And i had to hand it off to night shift who's doing god knows what. No cases ever get solved through fucking night shift" he gritted his teeth.

You turn around and put a hand on his arm, looking into his eyes "listen, you did everything you could today. Don't beat yourself up over it. We will find him" you reassured him.

A loud scoff leaves his lips and he tilts your chin back to rinse your head. Saying something you cant pick out over the muffled sounds of water surrounding you.

"Do you want to talk about it anymore?" You question

"No, no i don't honestly. I want to forget it even happened" he took a turn rinsing his head.

You grab a loofah and got his body wash all over it, the smell instantly taking your mind to nasty places. Fluffing it in your hands the soap bubbles flowing over your hands.

"We don't have to talk" you slowly worked the loofah over his strained neck and down the muscles outlining his stomach. Inching down to your knees you worked down his thighs and finally his calves. His whole body covered in soap, earning a small smile from him watching you.

You let him rinse off once more and stayed on your knees, light sprays of water hitting you from his tall body turning. His eyes opened to your hands gripping his thighs at eye level with his cock that was slowly better harder from your touch.

"Open your mouth for me baby" he grips the back of your head. Your mouth slowly opens maintaining eye contact with him, his eyes so dark they almost look black from this angle.

"I want to help you out" you beg and keep looking at him through your wet lashes, grabbing the base of his thick cock in your hand, now fully erect.

You slowly work your mouth over his head, darting your tongue to the pre-cum that gathered at the tip. His grip on your head stayed tight and you had one job to do: take his mind off of things, like you were best at.

You inched down his length, relaxing your throat for it soon to hit the back. Your hands working in the same motion to stroke what your mouth couldn't handle. A groan fell from his lips as he staired down at you with his jaw clenched.

Working his size the best you could, the flat of your tongue licked up and down, over the veins that made his cock twitch.

"Just like that" he panted, the steam from the shower now suffocating you. His hand started forcing your head forward so he could fill more inches of your throat. Starting off as a gentle push but becoming rougher as he was edging closer to his release.

"Mhmm, can you take all of it?" He taunted, pushing the limits of how well you could fit his huge size down your throat. The unexpected force caused your gag reflex to erupt. That didn't make him stop, and if you were being honest, it turned you on more knowing he wanted you here with him at the end of the night.

The sounds of water mixed with the gurgling of your throat filled the air. Your eyes filling with tears. Suddenly his grip loosened on your hair.

"I'm gonna- cum" his breath hitched and you could feel his cock twitch in your mouth. Before he could finish the sentence, a warm smooth liquid coated your tongue at his attempt to pull out.

"Ugh fuck" he whispered leaning his head back.

Looking up at him, if your mascara wasn't running down your face before it sure as hell was now. He grabbed the base of his length and watched as you stuck your tongue out, showing the strands of his cum floating on your tongue. A strand following from the head of his cock to your plump lips.

"Swallow, all of it" he breathed and watched as your tongue took one final swipe over his tip collecting the last strands off of him. His fingers pressed your chin and forced your mouth to close. You swallowed the taste of him down with ease and opened your mouth to show him the evidence was gone.

Rising to your knees, he grabbed your back and pushed your chest into his.

"That definitely helped get my mind off of things" he said, pressing you for a kiss. You attempt at pulling away once his tongue tries to part your lips.

He just came in my mouth and he wants to make out with me....

After exchanging some lustful kisses, the water bill was surely going to be extra this month. He turned you around so your tits and face were pressed against the glass shower door.

"What are you doing!" You squealed letting out a laugh

"I'm returning the favour" he smirked from behind you and positioned his cock towards your entrance.

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"You look extra tired, did you get any sleep?" Aaron asked while you sat in the briefing room the next morning. Is it considered the next day if you stayed up fucking Tim till two in the morning. You were beyond tired and sore. God, you were sore. You'd think going at it a few times last night was nothing new... but his size was always reminding you the next day that you may never be used to it.

"Um, i slept, but the case had me up too late last night" you muttered and answer to him, sipping your coffee.

Tim was two rows behind you and you could hear Angela nagging at him.

"Okay, enough please" is all you could hear him say clearly annoyed.

Maybe we were regretting what happened last night... okay i take that back... I don't regret one minute of it. But i do pray for whoever Tim has as a partner today.

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"And y/n, you can ride with Tim today, since I need Thorsen here with me" Grey finishes up and your eyes pop out of your head. Well great the two of us never got any sleep and were both bitchy today, this will be fun.

You get up so see Tim standing up looking at you and the rest of your closest co-workers outside the room whispering amongst themselves.

"Well this will be fun" he breathes and forms a tired grin.

"Tell me about it, I'm sore from six hours prior to this" you whispered into his body.

Walking out of the room with Tim trailing next to your hip, you wonder why a few groups of people are giving you funny looks.

"Guys? Something wrong?" You question looking up at Tim. He looks down at you with a confused stare and crosses his arms.

"Oh nothing, just busy being a detective" Angela blurts giving Tim and extra hard glance

"Is there a problem, I... I don't understand?" You scoff in protest to whatever they're talking about.

"Y/n..." Aaron pauses, "are you and Tim?" He waves a finger between the two of us.

Your face immediately puzzled, "what? Oh. My. God. You guys think we... we're" your mouth hung wide open, trying to put on your best poker face.

"Well, John here seen you two getting pretty touchy on the way out of here. Even exchanged a sweet little kiss in the public parking lot" Nyla teased.

You and Tim's face both turn a ghostly white colour at the same time and you both look at each other and act oblivious to such accusations.

"Bradford? Noooo no no" the words fell off your tongue.

"Tim... what do you have to say about all of this?" Angela pried

"Well, i have no idea what you're going on about. My- my boot? Please.." he scoffed

The next thing that came out of Ang's mouth made you break out in a grin, breaking the character you tried to prove for the past five minutes to shame.

"Well if that is true, why is your hair tie around Tim's wrist?" She points

Are you kidding me... he took my hair out of a bun after we decided to do round two... out of the shower

His glance turns to his wrist and he looks at you pressing his lips together, your grin was too wide to hold back any longer.

"I knew it!" John shouts

"No way... i knew you guys" Smitty pops into the conversation he was never part of to begin with.

"How long? I had bet that it was a week after you graduated being his rookie" Aaron pulls out a ten dollar bill.

"What are y'all doin here? Get out there. Just because they caught the guy last night, doesn't give you a 'slack pass' today" Grey air quotes

And just like that you were busted...

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