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Christmas Present
By : kattanon
Category: S through Z > The Shield
Views: 882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own The Shield, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
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Title: - Christmas Present
Author: - Katt
Rating: - R
Pairing: - Vic/Dutch
Feedback: - Like it or loathe it let me know
Archive: - Archived at the Shield Fanfiction Archive
Disclaimer: - I don’t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Dedicated to: - Whipper – Operation Whipper Drabble Phase 2
Author’s Notes: - A series of 150 word drabbles
Part 1 – Dutch
It was better to be at work than stuck at home watching Christmas specials, and being bombarded with good cheer. Dutch always worked at Christmas, it was better that the guys with families stayed at home.
Usually it was quiet and kinda restful, but this year he felt on edge. Vic was working too.
For weeks Vic had been watching him. It was eerie, everytime he turned around there was Vic, and that focused stare of his. Even as he thought about it Dutch could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and an accompanying tingle in his groin. The thought of those clear blue eyes studying him made him shiver.
Turning, his eyes met Vic’s across the squadroom. The steady look, and slight grin, making Dutch feel suddenly hot.
He needed to get out, he needed air, he needed to get his dick under-control.
Part 2 – Vic
Twelve months could change everything. Last year he’d been with his kids and Corrine, the typical family man. Now he was at work watching Dutch, and thinking about all the things he could do to that long, lean body.
He’d always been aware of Dutch, but recently what had been a mild interest had intensified. He had his suspicions that the interest wasn’t entirely one-sided. Body language, shared looks, all gave Dutch away.
Just then Dutch turned and looked across at him. There it was, that pretty flush that crept up Dutch’s face. Vic grinned back at the other man, and was rewarded by the blush deepening, and by Dutch squirming in his chair.
Then Dutch was up and gone, heading out towards the car park. Inexorably drawn Vic found himself following.
His heart beating wildly in his chest, Vic felt that something important was about to happen between them.
Part 3 – Dutch/Vic
Leaning back against the wall, eyes closed, in the shadows. Dutch needed to get control.
*
Cold air making him shiver, eyes adjusting to the dark. Drawn towards the shadowy figure leaning, head thrown back, the arch of his pale throat making Vic’s mouth go dry.
*
He could feel that gaze again. Turning Dutch saw Vic, frozen, watching. The air between them becoming charged. Suddenly, he felt the need to touch and be touched.
*
Suddenly Dutch moved towards him, and took his shoulders in a surprisingly strong grip. No words, just actions. Feeling the cold wall behind, then Dutch’s burning heat on his mouth. Lips, soft yet firm. A tongue, hot, plundering. Hands under his shirt, skin on skin.
*
The heat, the sensation, the lust, the rush. Too late to go back. Vic’s tongue stroking against his. Vic’s hands in his hair, on his ass.
This was the start of…something.
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