"God, yes. Yes." Noah moved away stiffly and made his way into the bedroom, letting Phan hustle him over to the bed. It wasn't a long walk. Tobias had once joked about how little room there was to move in the bedroom because the bed took up three-quarters of the floor space, but Noah had just stuck out his tongue. He liked comfort.
They stripped off as fast as they could, clothes flying, and Noah pulled himself up onto the bed, his arms out to Phan.
Phan grinned at him, still breathing heavily as he moved over Noah, straddling him and kissing his chest. "Relax. Let me take care of you," he said, pausing to lick and suck a nipple. "Going to make you feel so good."
"You've done a damn good job so far." Noah hissed at the attention to his nipple and reached up to rest his hands on Phan, anywhere he could reach him. "Oh... fucking love that."
"Yeah?" Phan lay down beside him and started tormenting one nipple with his mouth, his fingers drifting over to play with the other. He licked and plucked and dragged his teeth, sucked gently and then harder before stopping and pinching them both hard.
Noah arched with the sting, not really meaning to be wanton and shameless, but not really caring if he was, either. The nipple with the ring in it buzzed especially painfully; it had been more sensitive since the day he'd had it pierced. "Jesus, yes!" His fingertips dug into Phan's flesh.
Phan chuckled, the sound only slightly evil, and he gave the ring another tug. "Pretty," he said, moving down Noah's bed. "So pretty." He licked Noah's hip and nuzzled his belly for a brief moment. "Open up for me," he urged, rolling to lie between Noah's legs.
"You're going to kill me." Noah felt his whole body shiver at the thought of what Phan was going to do to him, and he bent his knees and opened his legs wide.
"Nah, no fun if you're dead. Might just short out a few circuits -- see if you yell like Sir." Phan winked and kissed Noah's belly and then the tip of his cock before licking a trail down his prick to suck on his balls. Humming, he drew one into his mouth and then the other.
Noah groaned and pushed his fingers into Phan's hair as the wet heat of Phan's mouth claimed every ounce of his attention. "Good," he managed, panting, noticing how quickly he was losing the ability to think. Something told him he would scream, maybe even louder than Tobias did. Didn't matter, Phan was obviously having fun, too.
Phan hummed again and let his balls go, but his fingers came to play, tracing over the wet skin. "Taste good," Phan said, his voice so low Noah didn't know if he was supposed to hear it or not. Phan licked him again quickly, and then darted down to lick over his hole, his tongue slick and fast.
"Oh, fuck." The touch of Phan's tongue sent bolts of electricity through his body. He was dimly aware that he had a death grip on Phan's hair but wasn't in control enough to do anything about it. All the sensation quickly settled into his cock, and he could feel it straining against Tobias' ring, even though the ring was mostly ornamental. He was heat and need and he ached terribly but all he was able to do was beg and whimper and groan. "Oh, God. Please, Phan. Oh, fuck, please!"
In the back of his mind he knew he couldn't have what he really wanted in the moment, to feel Phan inside him, to come with Phan hanging over him -- yet somehow, that was okay. What he could have, however, he wanted badly and he wanted it now.
Phan groaned against him, his head buried between Noah's legs as he did everything except tongue fuck him. He licked and lapped and nibbled and left small biting kisses everywhere, pushing his tongue hard against Noah's hole and dragging it back and forth. The hand on Noah's balls slid up to start jerking him off, the fist tight and fast as Phan pumped him.
"Yes!" Noah shouted and grunted. His hips began to move of their own accord, fucking Phan's fist. He knew he must look shameless; he'd become a quivering, aching lump of hard flesh and weak spirit, and he loved every second of it.
He felt the pressure build, heard the rush of his own heartbeat in his ears, the tightness in his groin and knew he was going to come, but the warning never made it beyond his own mind. Suddenly, he shot hard, grunting and babbling, feeling the warm stuff jet from his cock and settle wetly on his stomach. He could barely breathe.
He was vaguely aware of Phan licking him -- his ass, his balls and finally his softening cock -- playing with him gently and humming bits of some song that Noah couldn't recognize. He felt Phan press kisses on his thighs, his cock again, and then up his sides as Phan moved to settle beside him, curled around his arm and one leg.
"You scream longer, he's louder," Phan teased. "Wanted to crawl right inside you, though."
"Someday," Noah managed to say. He was pleased to find he was starting to get his breath back. "But that was... Jesus, so good. Thank you. Really good." He grinned and laughed softly. "I'm such a slut, aren't I?"
"Pretty hedonistic, yeah." Phan grinned at him. "Hell, I'm the one who popped in the hall, though."
"That was awesome. You were so hot, you wanted it so bad." Noah shifted and got his arm around Phan to pull him closer. "What a turn-on."
Phan giggled and snuggled in. "I was kinda horny. But wanted you -- God, you kiss nice. Hey! We forgot the mask, damn it."
"Oh, no!" Noah laughed. "Well, we can do that next time." It would have been fun, but he hadn't missed it one bit. He felt great. Boneless and satiated, and Phan was warm and snuggling hard. Right now, everything was perfect. "So tomorrow night you go to Sir's? Are you staying the night or coming back here? Oh, did you get the key copied today?"
"Coming back," Phan said. "And yeah, got the key, thanks." He yawned and sprawled a little more, draping himself over Noah. "Want me to call before I come back?"
"Nah, I'll be back here about nine, and I'll either be awake or asleep depending on when you get in." Noah grinned. They'd been awkward about sleeping arrangements the night before, but now Noah was much clearer in his thinking. "If I've gone to bed just climb on in, don't worry about waking me."
Phan lifted his head and smiled. "Yeah? Cool." He cuddled up a little more and kissed Noah's shoulder. "Um. We should clean up a bit," he said, trailing his finger through the cooling mess on Noah's stomach.
"Oh, yeah." A shame; that meant he had to move. Noah sighed and sat up, nudging Phan up as well. "Sir and I don't fit in my shower together. You and I? We might, but I'm not making any promises."
"You can go first, if you want," Phan offered. "I'm thinking if we both go in I'm just going to want another round."
"Slut," Noah said with a laugh, and hauled his still shaky self out of bed. "Man, my legs still feel funny. You are entirely too good at what you do." He opened a drawer and pulled out something to wear after his shower. "What time is it?" He squinted, but Phan was between him and the clock.
Phan rolled over, showing a lot of smooth skin. "Oh, it's late. Almost seven." Phan grinned at him. "We're pathetic."
"Seven, huh? Sounds like we have time for that movie after all. Unless you keep showing me that ass." He headed out of the bedroom but popped his head back in. "Answer the phone if it rings, it might be Sir. I've got caller ID so you'll know." With that he took his satisfied and sticky self off to the shower.
Tobias looked at Deidre and smiled. "That wasn't so bad, was it?'
Covered in blood and birth fluids, she glared at him. "It was fine. Thanks for your help."
"Hey, not my fault she went before I got here. Besides, I was the one over at Hafford's until three this morning."
Deidre nodded and headed for the buckets to start washing off. "I haven't seen the charts -- everything okay?"
"Oh, fine. Just kind of a late night." They watched the calf for a moment, both of them smiling. Healthy animal, the mother resting easily; it was a good morning.
Dee washed up and got ready to go, Tobias catching her up and comparing notes as she took off her overshirt and put on a clean one. They walked out of the barn together and talked to the owner for a few minutes, turning down coffee in favor of heading back to the office to make some calls and check in with the other cases.
"See you back there," Tobias called, climbing into his truck. "Or maybe not," he added as his phone began to ring.
"Whatever. Just come in at some point, okay?" Deidre tossed her bag into the back of her Jeep and waved.
"Soon," Tobias promised, pressing the talk button on the phone. It was Noah's cell, according to his caller ID. "Hello, pet," he said quietly, closing the door of the truck.
"Sir," Noah's voice sounded cheerful. "You'll never guess where I'm standing."
Tobias tilted his head. "Probably not," he said, putting the truck key in the ignition. "You're on duty?"
"Well, yes, I'm on duty, but that doesn't have anything to do... I am standing outside of a brownstone with a realty sign on it. It's in a great location, right on Vine between 4th and 5th. Looks like it's in pretty good shape, and it's even got a gated driveway, maybe a garage in the back."
"Huh." Tobias started the truck and checked the mirrors. "You like the looks?"
"From the outside, yes. Seems like the owner tried to keep it up. Also I can kind of see in the bay window in the front, looks like a big open room, maybe a living room? High ceiling. Seems nice, though I'm the first to admit I know nothing about real estate. I do know that buildings like this don't stay on the market long around here, though."
Tobias backed the truck up and turned it, waving to the farmer as he headed down the short lane. "Got a number on the sign?" he asked as he pulled onto the highway.
"I was hoping you'd ask," Noah said. "You want it? Or should I just hang onto it for now?"
"Call, if you don't mind. See if we can take a look as soon as possible." He shifted the phone to his other hand and smiled. "I'm not hands-free, sweetheart, call me back when you know what's going on. I'll get the damn thing set up right."
"All right, give me ten minutes, sir." Noah might have been excited, but he still waited for Tobias to hang up first.
Tobias' smile grew into a grin as he shut off his phone and plugged it into the hands-free set up, one eye on the road. Noah was eager. Not only was Noah eager, but he was looking at houses on patrol and taking notes.
Really, it was kind of sweet.
Tobias sped up a little, keeping an eye out for patrol cars and crossed the city limit a few minutes later. He headed toward the clinic, taking a meandering route to give Noah time to call back.
The phone rang again, and Noah's voice came over the line.
"Okay, so he can see us tonight, which I know is your night with Phan and I have the counseling thing, so I told him we were very interested and we'd see him tomorrow at five. Is that okay? Before we head out to the farm?"
"Sweetheart, tomorrow is Thursday; you have ball tonight," Tobias said with a laugh. "Listen, calm down -- it'll be fine. Promise. We'll see the place soon, and if it's the right one everything will work out. Did you and Phan stay up all night or something?"
"Actually, we uh... turned in kind of early. I guess you were out late? You didn't call."
"I got to my place about three-thirty this morning," Tobias said, taking the bypass to go around the downtown area. "Thought you'd be asleep by then, at least. How come you went to bed early -- was therapy bad for Phan? I'll call him when I get to the clinic."
"No, no therapy was okay, I think. He cleaned the hell out of my place while I was at work, and he made dinner, too. And then we were kind of hanging out on the couch and he... mentioned how hard it was not to jerk off in the shower in the morning... oh, and he mentioned this really hot dream he'd had and... well, you know. We got kind of caught up in the moment." Noah paused. "Oh, we didn't break any rules though, I promise."
Tobias snorted. He really should have known; sleep deprivation wasn't doing him any good at all. "So you ate, cuddled, and went to bed and made out like kids?" he asked, still grinning.
"Well..." Tobias was trying to figure out if Noah sounded embarrassed or excited to be telling the story. "It was like kids while we were still in the hall where I sucked Phan off, but by the time we made it to the bedroom? That wasn't kid-stuff. He is really, really good with his tongue."
"So are you," Tobias assured him, figuring that Noah had never been embarrassed about sex since he'd come out. "But as I'm almost to the clinic I suggest you don't give me any more details, pet -- I have to work. Speaking of, where's your partner?"
"She's getting a sandwich, but she'll be back any minute. Call Phan when you can, sir. He was disappointed not to hear from you yesterday, and there was some therapy stuff he'll want to talk to you about."
"I thought you said he was fine." Tobias felt bad about not being able to talk to them the night before, but he'd been rather busy; he should have at least called Phan on his way to help Dee, though.
"Well, he is fine, but he's still got therapist issues. Possibly big ones. She's not the least bit objective when it comes to you."
"I beg your pardon?" Tobias asked, sure he hadn't heard correctly. "Did you just say that Dr. Brewer isn't being objective? That's highly unlikely, given her reputation and training."
"But it's what he tells me. He says she is really good about everything else, but that she seems to have a stick up her ass about you. He says she's questioning your motives when it comes to him. I told Phan I thought the three of us, or at least the two of you, should go in and talk to her together."
"I'll... well, I'll talk to Phan," Tobias said, slowing for a light. "I think I should talk with her anyway, but it's up to her what she'll tell me about Phan's therapy. Look, will I see you later? Oh, I won't, will I. Damn. Any chance we can have lunch tomorrow? I miss you, pet."
"If you don't mind keeping it to an hour and you can meet me downtown? Yes, sir. That would be nice."
"I'll call if I wind up being called out, okay?" Tobias said. "And I'll talk to Phan as soon as I can. Thanks, sweetheart."
"Talk to you later, sir. Love you."
Tobias smiled. "I love you, too." He disconnected as the light changed and drove to the clinic, his mind occupied with houses, Noah, Phan, and therapists. As his pager went off he sighed and added animals to the list.
It was going to be a busy couple of days.