Gage Petrone

“No, but fuck.. if I had known you’d say yes so quick I would have asked you-” he stopped himself from stating just exactly how long he had been in love with his friend, “a while ago. I didn’t know that was on the table.” He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on his lips, lingering. “You didn’t answer my question though,” he mumbled against his lips. “Or are you going to take up my entire Friday, midnight to 11:59?”

“Would have asked me when?” Gage was intrigued. He nudged Lance with a raised eyebrow. “Hmm... a while ago. Right. So I see you’ve given this thought before. That’s cute, cupcake.” He kissed Lance on the cheek. When Lance pulled back from the kiss, Gage had a dreamy expression on his face. “Hm..what?” It took him a moment to realize there had been a question in there somewhere. “Oh...I would totally love to take up your entire Friday but I do have things to do. So...7ish?”

Lance let a long drawn out moan fall past his lips as his head hit back against the door. He held on, waiting for his body to adjust to the intrusion. “Mm, it’s a gift, babe.” He never understood why his accent never left him. Despite living in the states long enough, it hadn’t exactly faltered, at all. In moments like these, it only intensified. “You can move,” he shifted on the other, picking himself up a little to push back down. Their location didn’t give him much freedom to move on his own. He didn’t mind it. Gage was more than happy with where they were at, and he trusted the detective to take care of his body. 

“You can have the real thing anytime you want. Never have to ask.”

“Come here....” Gage caught him by the belt loops of his pants and jerked him forward to his mouth.

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Buck chucked and smirked at Chase and Gage. “See no smoke, I’m in one piece, nothing burned off, and eyebrows in check too. If it had you have your own personal chef, nurse, doctor and firefighter here to save you both.”he said taking a bite of his food after Gage and Chase Both did. He was happy they were enjoying it. “The full package right here babies don’t have to look anywhere else. And I would love to… Gage, Chase and I have been talking and you know how we truly feel about you. We do love you and want you here with us. All the time. No more leaving and going back and forth. We want you to move in with us.” @detectivexchase

  “I don’t mind having my own personal chef, doctor and nurse who is sexy and that I can touch,” he replied with a wink and smile on his face. “Yup. We want you to move in with us…after all we do love you.” @detective-petrone

Gage just sat blinking, stunned for a moment. After what felt like an eternity he licked his lips. “What? That’s crazy talk. You two just got engaged. This is time for you to be together. You know the two of you. Just the two of you. I don’t even know..” He gestured to the three of them. “What all of this is. Honestly. How does that even work? You two are getting married and I’m going to be what...a consolation prize?”

He groaned, squirming in his grip. “Other way around babe. I don’t wanna be tied down. I wanna tie the other down,” he yelped at the slap. About to protest, instead he kissed the other back, completely trapped between him and the door. A soft mumble came as pressed too hard, though he didn’t fight it. “Always,” he breathed, making sure he was steady and wouldn’t fall with the other’s lack of grip. Despite all the teasing he’d relentlessly give Gage, it all came from a place of love. When it came down to it, there was only two people he would completely trust his life in the hands of, and the detective was one of them.

Lance looked down at him. “Really?” He shifted slightly, completely thrown by the other’s willingness. There was no teasing, not questions on if he really wanted a date, if liked him. There was just a simple ‘ok’. “Friday.. What time?” 

“Yes really.” Gage rolled his eyes but not without affection. “Have I ever actually told you no about something that mattered?” He asked, almost hurt by Lance’s surprise.

“Better now. You enjoying your photo?”

“I enjoy the real thing much better.”

Lance rolled his eyes. He scrunched his nose, but he couldn’t deny it. Gage was right. He loved it. “I do,” he patted his cheek. When the other rested against his shoulder his lips curled up without being able to stop it. “I dunno. A date. Dates can be anything.” He was a firm believer that a date could be whatever they considered it to be. I could be a trip out of the city, a cabin south. It could be a little dinner and a movie. It could be just sitting on the couch together after a big case finished and falling asleep together. All he wanted was time with the detective. 

“Mmm....” Gage hummed softly. “That’s what you want, eh?” It wasn’t like he would ever deny Lance anything. If a date was what the man wanted, a date would be what he got. “Yeah. Okay. Next Friday. Date night. Just you and me.” He kissed his cheek before pulling back. 

Lance hummed. At the mention of condoms, he tried to think if he had one in his wallet or not. “Uhh.. I don’t think so. I think we used the last one I had in the car last time and I never thought to replace it yet. Don’t you have any, it’s your house?” He arched into the kisses. “I’m not that into spanking, sorry. More of a restraint kinda guy.” It wasn’t that he liked being tied down, but to see his partner wasn’t a half bad idea. Lance was a tease a lot of the time. “Though at this point I don’t care as long as you fuck me, and you’re clean. Give me something and we’re gonna have some choice words.” He leaned in to kiss him roughly, not wanting to waste any more time.