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Old Dog, New Tricks	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 11 � Restoring
Their Energy

�Room service?�� Coop
laughed.� �I forgot that you always think
with your stomach.� No, scratch that,
your stomach is the second organ you think with.�

Don chuckled.� �Don�t
hear you complaining.�

Will said something, but since his face was still muffled
against Don�s thigh, Coop couldn�t understand it.

�Get your face out of your boyfriend�s crotch,� Coop said
with a smile.�� He slowly stretched and
realized that Will, for some reason, seemed to be sitting on his legs.� �And get outta my lap.�

Will shuffled to sit on the floor and turned his face so
that he was smiling at Coop.� �I said he
only loves me for my cooking skills.�

�You can cook?�� Coop
said.� �Damn, I think I love you, too.�

Will and Don laughed and there was a general untangling of
limbs and sweaty bodies.� Coop went to
look for the room�s other bathrobe, but Don just grabbed the room service menu
and sprawled on his stomach on the bed, naked and spread out.� It was a good thing that Coop was utterly
exhausted because twenty-four hours ago that sight alone would have made him
orgasm.

Coop pulled on the bathrobe, still admiring Don�s naked
ass.� Just because he wasn�t up for
anything didn�t mean he couldn�t look.

�Coffee,� Will said, pulling on his discarded bathrobe.� He looked over Don�s shoulder.� �Ooh, French press.� Get a pot of that.�

�I don�t think they serve it by the pot,� Don said.

�Fine, order three cups.�
Then whatever you guys want.�

Chuckling, Coop sat on Don�s other side and looked at the
menu.� �Who eats filet mignon for
breakfast?�

�I remember you eating weirder meals,� Don said.� �Peanut butter and raisins on saltines comes
to mind.�

�You eat what you got,� Coop said with a shrug.� He examined the menu, which made even
ordinary food sound frou-frou.� �Lavender
honey?�

�It means that the bees that made it only collected from lavender,�
Will said.� �I�ll get the Eggs Benedict
with crab and artichoke.� Oh, and some
grapefruit juice.�

�Never could tell that you�re a California gay,� Coop
teased.

For a brief second, Coop thought he might have misread
Will�s sense of humor, but Will laughed.�
�Good taste in men, good taste in food.�

�I want pancakes, but can�t decide between bananas and
chocolate chips,� Don mused.

�I�ll just take coffee,� Coop said.

Will smiled at him.�
�Are you sure you don�t want something more sustaining?� I think the oysters have worn off.�� Will leaned over Don, his hand sliding
underneath Coop�s robe and up his leg.� �Because
I really want to fuck you.�

Coop�s pulse jolted.�
Then jolted again when he realized that also he really wanted Will to
fuck him.� Yesterday, the idea would have
sickened him.� Now, he just remembered
how good it felt and imagined that the second time it would be even
better.� �I�ll take the French toast,� he
said, in a slightly choked voice.

Will grinned and took Coop�s chin in one hand and gave him a
kiss full of promise of pleasure to come.

�I wonder if they�ll do bananas and chocolate chips,� Don said, below them.

Coop snorted and Will shook his head in wonder.

No one particularly felt like getting dressed.� They ordered room service and Don hid in the
bathroom when it came � no need to traumatize the poor delivery girl.� As it was, she took in the sight of Coop and
Will wearing robes designed for much smaller people and got flustered.� Coop grinned and ushered her quickly out.

Will grabbed one of the coffees and sat down on the
bed.� Smelling the food, Coop was very
glad he�d ordered more than coffee.� He�d
burned a lot of energy recently.� He took
his tray over to the table and sat down.

�Come eat,� Coop called to Don.

Don came out of the bathroom, retrieved his tray and sat
down opposite Coop.� There was a moment
filled with the clinking of silverware and arranging of plates.� Still sitting on the bed, Will made an
appreciative sound over the taste of his coffee.

�Hey, Coop,� Don said, dipping his fingers into the warm
maple syrup and licking them lasciviously.�
�Like maple syrup?�

�The poor man is tired,� Will said.� �Play with your food later.�

�Play with your food?� Coop asked, his fork halfway to his
mouth.

�Your old partner is a kinky one,� Will said with a gleam in
his eye.� �I bet I haven�t discovered all
of them yet.�

�I�m not kinky,� Don protested, while still sucking the syrup
from his fingers.

�Let�s see �� Will said, leaning back against the headboard.� �Public sex.�
Outdoor sex.� Both domination and
submission.� Both bottom and top � many
people would consider that a kink.� A
definite hair fetish, at least my hair ��

�You�ve got nice hair,� Don mumbled.

��Food play.� Spanking.� Light bondage ��

�There�s nothing light about regulation handcuffs!�

�And one I won�t mention.�

Don raised his eyebrows.�

Will licked his lips then said, �How shall I put this � sharing
David?�

Don stared at him uncomprehendingly, then a dark blush
spread over his face.� �Uh, yeah, that.�

�What?� Coop asked, wondering what Don couldn�t tell him
after all they�d just done.

�Never mind,� Will said with a firm shake of his head.

�Hey,� Don protested with embarrassment.� �Every kink I have, Will has too.� Well, except that one.�

Now Coop was very curious, but he knew he wouldn�t be
getting it out of either of them.

�Anyway,� Will said with a smile that was only slightly
forced, �Like I said, kinky.�

Coop�s head was whirling at the list that Will had just
reeled off.� They�d only been together a
few months � Just how often did they have sex?�
Damn, did they ever sleep or go to work?

Wiping his fingers, Don stood up and went over to the
bed.� He crawled up on the bed next to
Will.� �Aein,� he said softly.� �I�m
not interested in any kink I can�t share with you.�� He kissed Will�s hair and face until Will
smiled.� Coop smiled to himself as
well.� No one could resist Don at his
most earnest, even a hard-ass like Will.

His ass isn�t that
hard, Coop thought and returned to his French toast.� As Will had said, he needed to keep his
energy up.

Don returned to the table and he and Coop ate the rest of
their breakfast in comfortable silence.�
After Don finished his pancakes, he took the tray of Will�s food over to
the bed.�� Don started hand-feeding Will,
with lots of laughing and touching, and Coop decided that was his cue to go
take a shower.

Coop took a long, hot shower, sluicing away sweat and cum
and loosening his hard-worked muscles.��
He cleaned his ass thoroughly, including his sensitized asshole.� He got out of the bathroom and dried himself
off.� Suddenly shy, Coop wrapped his
lower body in one of the big fluffy towels and went out to the room.� Will had finished his breakfast, though bits
of it were now on the bed, and both he and Don had gotten dressed in last
night�s clothes.

Sitting on the bed, Will tilted his head to the side and
looked at Coop. ��C�mere.��

Coop walked over to him.�
�I�m not up for��

�I know,� Will said.�
He pulled off Coop�s towel anyway and turned Coop around.� Gently, Will pushed Coop�s back until Coop
was bent over, his hands on his knees.�
Will spread Coop�s ass cheeks.

�I said, I wasn�t��

�Shh,� Will said, then Coop felt Will�s breath on his
asshole.�

Coop felt something wet and flinched, thinking it was a
lubricated finger, but quickly realized that it was Will�s tongue.� With long, smooth licks, Will soothed his inflamed
skin and sent tingles up and down his spine.�
Coop felt his body heating up.�
Not quite aroused yet, but a sort of pleasant glow that reminded Coop
how much he wanted to be fucked again.�
And he also had the feeling that Will�s clever tongue could do much more
arousing things, if Coop was up for it.

Will moved away and wrapped the towel back around Coop�s
waist.

�Th-thanks,� Coop said inadequately.� He adjusted the towel and tried to pretend
there wasn�t a flush in his cheeks.

Smiling, Will nodded then drank down the last of the
coffee.�� He stood up and set the mug
back on the empty tray.

Don picked up his car keys.�
�Time for us to get going,� he said with a sigh.� �Maybe we could do dinner before you take off
out of town again?�� And sex? was the unspoken addition.

Suddenly, Coop didn�t want to be alone.� He was a loner, preferred it that way, so
this need for company took him by surprise.�
�It�s Saturday � Why don�t you guys stick around here for a few days?�
he asked impulsively.� �They have a pool,
tennis courts.� We could even rent a boat
��

Don�s eyes lit up and he looked at Will.� Will nodded eagerly.� �Don
turned back and said, �Yeah!� How long do
you have the room?��

Coop smiled.� �Until
Monday.�

�Don�t you have a fugitive to catch?�

�Yeah, but he won�t take long.� Hey, wanna come with me?�

�Post-grab sex,� Don said with a grin.� �Nothing beats it.�

�Great!� Coop said.� �Though
I bet you guys need to go by your house for some clothes and your protective
gear and other stuff.�

�More lube,� Don laughed.

�You guys must buy it by the gallon,� Coop said.

�No,� Will said, his grin matching Don�s.� �But maybe we should.�

Don moved towards the door.�
�So we�ll run by our place, then where should we meet you?�

Coop replied, �The first place I�m gonna go is that
restaurant this guy used to own.� It
opens for lunch at eleven-thirty.�

Don nodded.� �Makes
sense.� I remember the address from the
file.� I bet he wants to see how it�s
doing.�

�Yep.� We�ll probably
get him before lunch, take him to get booked, then be back here before afternoon
siesta time.�

�Sounds perfect,� Will said.�
�Though I don�t know if siestas are on anyone�s mind.�

�I�m gonna go swimming,� Don said eagerly.

Will laughed.� �We�ll
see.�

Yeah, we will see.� The weekend stretched before Coop, promising
many sorts of diversions.� He couldn�t
remember the last time he�d spent a few days just having fun.� And having real companionship.

�Hey,� Don said, moving towards the door.� �In case I don�t remember later.� We want you to know that you�re welcome to
come over to our place and play any time you�re in town.��

�Yeah,� Will smiled.�
�Our place isn�t as nice as this, but we have lots of fun toys there.�

�Sounds good,� Coop grinned.�

Don opened the door.� �See
you soon.�

�Very soon,� Will said, brushing his hand across Coop�s
bare, damp shoulder.

�Yeah,� Coop said and shut the door behind them.� He leaned against the door, closing his eyes
briefly, gathering his strength.�

It wasn�t as if he was tired, not in the usual sense.� It was how he felt when he�d finally snagged
a long-in-the-wind runner, gotten him booked, then was walking out of the
building.� He felt physically exhausted
but energized at the same time.

Beyond exhausted, his body felt satisfied in a way that he
wasn�t sure it ever had.� Now the three
of them were going to go catch a bad guy, turn him in, then come back here for
more sex.� Followed by relaxation, some
sports, and even more sex.� Coop didn�t
know if his wobbly knees could take any more sex, but he was sure willing to
try.�

Even if there wasn�t as much sex as Coop expected, he did
just like hanging out with these two.� He
enjoyed their company, their enthusiasm, their banter.� There was also something about their
relationship that made Coop feel good simply by being around them.� It�s
called real love, Coop thought.� And I don�t see it very often in my
world.� Spending this much time
around people normally drained him, made him long for the solitude of the
road.� Instead, he looked forward to the rest
of the activities of the day and the companionship of the night.

And they had said he could come by any time.� Come visit their house, share their
world.� Who would have thought that he�d
come to LA to seduce an old friend and been seduced by that friend and a new
one?� They�d seduced him into sex, then
seduced him into something that felt pretty damn close to contentment.

He smiled to himself, thinking that maybe, just maybe, he
might have found a reason to be in one place more often than any other place.� He wasn�t going to go crazy over it, but an
occasional swing through LA wasn�t out of the question.

The smile lingering on his face, he pushed away from the
door and headed for the bathroom to finish getting ready.�
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