Retro Strangers
He knew the consequences of dating a coworker. It was generally frowned upon in their precinct. Bad enough for what the chief called an 'anti-fraternization protocol' But when he felt Joseph's body slide just right against his own, the embrace, & the sensation of lips pressing to his in a sloppy drunken kiss (which as gross as it would sound to most, was fine to a buzzed man like himself) it broke his resolve. This is Anubis chance, as despicable as it is, to let go & be with his partner the way he wanted. {Just this once. Just this once let me have him. If he doesn't remember what happens tonight this will be enough.} Eyes slid closed, angling his head to deepen the kiss whilst hands slid under his partner's shirt to feel skin & muscle.
Gasping awake, Anubis sat up on the bed. That night again, not a dream. But why see it in his sleep? Leather creaking whilst he ran a hand through his hair. A heaving sigh out his nose.
The stake out was for nothing. It's getting harder to get through this case, might as well be crawling at this point. But a drug ring won't bust its self.
The fuzzy images of the tryst between his partner & himself played across his eyes everytime he fell asleep. The nap in the motel wasn't a good idea.
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