HERE COMES THE BOOM

You came for the party ?

Beau hated it when the station sent him down to these parties. He knew that he was typically their go to guy when it came to making sure these things didn’t get too out of control, but just being this enviornment made the beta’s skin crawl. There was so much temptation just thrust into his face, around every corner, that making it out of these parties was a goddamn miracle each and every time. 

“I apologize if I’ve been a little odd, you just remind me of somebody I used to know.” The Alpha noted, reminding Beau’s bright smile for a moment, glancing away as the man ate.  He extended the hand which held the aforementioned box of food stuffs and inched his wrist towards the larger man, essentially showing that he was okay with the younger of the two taking the rest of the box for himself. “Go on. They’re all yours.” He teased just a little, a warmth exuding from his form; something motherly, something one simply couldn’t fake. 

“No, it’s alright,” Beau shrugged, finishing up the rest of his donut in a few large bites. He licked his fingers clean of the sugary glaze and looked up to find Theo offering him the entire box of pastries and delicious treats. A brow raised skyward before lowering with caution. Typically, offers liek this came along with some sort of catch. “You sure?” He tilted his head slightly, taking the box after a few seconds before Theo could change his mind. 

“Well then next time I get one of those big orders in the kitchen I’ll have to bring out to you myself, just to make sure it’s actually enough for ya. If you’re eating that much you’ve either got to have the type of appetite chef’s dream about or they are working you next to death at the station.” He mused as he crossed his arms over his chest and took a small step closer to the other.

Boomer shook his head, a bright laugh escaping him at the other’s words. “Nah, they’re not working me to death. But you’re right, I’ll eat anything you put in front of me. Long as it doesn’t have nuts.” He shrugged, “I’m allergic.” 

“Well, I do sort of own the gym.” Ace smiled looking at his cup of coffee with a slight grimace it still didn’t sound all too right to say that out loud. “So if you do come around, it’s pretty much a guarantee you’d see plenty of me.” With a quick smirk Ace shifted in his place. “So – Boomer, what do you do around here, except, you know, the stunning acrobatics.”

Boomer nodded, a smile working it’s way onto his lips, desite the harsh sting of hot coffee as it slid down his throat. “I’ll definitely see you there then!” A bright chuckle escaped him at the ohter’s question and he gave a sheepish little shrug of his shoudlers. “Well, I work down at the police station. The Mitchell pack just sorta lives there at this point, y’know?”

Yeah, he definitely doesn’t want to know what happened to Moore’s A/C by the look on his face. Something probably ridiculous, like shoved pennies or something in it like a four-year-old. But, that’s part of Moore’s charm, isn’t it? The guy’s so naive it’s hard for Warren not to feel some sort of protectiveness over him. He’s pack now – he’s Warren’s responsibility.

Ace took the moment to order for both of them before he looked back at Boomer gesturing widely. “Well, you should ditch that place. Come see Cohen’s gym next time, yeah? We’ve been around for ages, it’s not pretty looking but it’s fun place to be at. I promise.” A grin pushed at his cheeks Ace laughed. “When you got a nickname for a name there’s not much room to go from,, y’know. You can stick to Ace.”

Boomer cocked his head ever so slightly, arms folded over his chest as he looked Ace up and down. “Are you uh...” He paused for a moment of thought, “Will I be seeing you around there often if I start coming by? Because I think that might make it worth it.” And not only was Ace extremely good looking, but he seemed like a nice enough guy. Boomer wouldn’t mind getting to know him a little better.

“Are ya now?” Scrunching up his face in thought, Griffin looked up for a few seconds before answering again. “Well, I’m just going to have to see for myself. I hadn’t had a chance to in… what a day or two?” After being kissed, Griffin laced his fingers with Beau’s as the other lead him to his cruiser. Being pulled onto him for a slow passionate kiss made him happy, and he kissed the other wolf back just as passionately. His hands slowly moved one going up to grip the back of Beau’s hair and the other gripping the bottom of the other man’s shirt and slowly lifting it up. He broke up their kiss just long enough to get the shirt up but kept it covering Beau’s eyes with a laugh. “Warren knows only I can bust your ass. Now….” Kissing Beau again slowly and passionately, Griffin raked his nails down the man’s side. “You better keep that shirt there for now.”

Boomer let out a soft hum as he lay back on the seat of the car. His legs wound around Griffin’s waist, knees keeping Griffin locked tight against him as he slowly rolled his hips up against the alpha’s. “Well, he can still fire me,” he grumbled, lifting his arms at Griffin’s direction. He’d expected the shirt fto come off, but Griffin let it rest over his eyes. A soft whine escaped the beta as he wiggled beneath the other. “Mmm, but I like bein’ able to see you Griff,” he licked his lips, blushing softly as he leaned up into another kiss.

A let out a laugh as he smiled and shook his head at Beau. “Yeah, you were once a really tight fit after all.” He quickly wiggled his eyebrows as he let out a few more laughs. “Alright, we can try it out. But if I remember car sex. It makes a lot of noise and if you’re not careful you can break a window or two.” Squeezing him tighter, Griffin lifted him up a few inches as he bucked back into his pelvis. “Lead the way big boy.”

“Are you implying that I’m not tight anymore?” Beau let out a gasp as though the other’s words had hurt him. “I’ll have you know I work out regularly and that this body is as tight as ever.” He grinned, leaning forward to steal a quick kiss from the other’s lips before turning and taking Griffin’s hand, leading the pair back towards his cruiser. He threw open the back door and hopped up onto the seat, pulling Griffin in for a slow, much more heated kiss. “If you break a window on my car, no sex for a full week. I don’ twant Warren bustin gmy ass over it.”

The smoke brushed in waves against Fritz skin as he used his break to feed his addiction. He found the goofball amusing up until he hurt himself. The thin man nearly swallowed his cigarette in shock. The omega tried to silence the rabid coughing that followed but to no avail. He quickly made his way over to the stranger and put out the smoke in the trash. “Are, are you alright?” Fritz grabbed the other’s arm and helped him to his feet. “Stupid question, feel free to ignore me.”

As the other approached, Boomer counld instantly smell the acrid scent of a cigarette lingering in the air. He wrinkled his nose, not at the smell, but at the fact that he couldn’t smoke them anymore. He knew they weren’t particularly dangerous, but in Boomer’s head, it would only be a stepping stone into more dangerous things. He didn’t want to go back to that dark place. Either way, he still took the hand offered too him and used it to stand up. “Nah, It ain’t stupid, I’m alright.” 

As Beau squirmed in his arms, Griffin let him do so but kept his wrists locked behind him to keep him held close. “Hmm always thinking about sex and always in some kind of snuggle with me…. I think there might be some kind of connection there.” Bucking his hips playfully against Beau’s, Griffin gave him an intimate kiss on his lips and let his forehead rest against the other’s for a few seconds before looking around. “Well, I’m sure we can find a park bench or something… might have to check how sturdy it is though. Last thing we need to is break government property or something.”

Boomer smirked into the kiss as he leaned into Griffin, letting their foreheads bump together. As he pulled back ever so slightly, he let his arms slide back around Griffin’s neck, leaning in to playfully nip at Griffin’s lower lip, tugging on it with a light growl. “My cruiser’s parked just down the road. Might be a tight fit, but you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?” He smirked, pushing his hips back against Griffin’s and grinding slowly against him.