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Disclaimer: I do not own 21JS or the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

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I am taking a few liberties concerning which Led Zeppelin albums contain which songs. For this story, let us all pretend the song “Thank You” is actually on the second disc of the album Physical Graffiti. There is a reason for this. The album Led Zeppelin II begins with “Whole Lotta Love” which to my mind, is too rock n roll to set the mood Booker is looking for. The second side of the Physical Graffiti CD (third side of the LP) has beautiful songs such as “Down By the Seaside” and “Ten Years Gone” Therefore, in my fantasy world, the song “Thank You” would be part of this compilation J
Lyrics from "Thank You" by Led Zeppelin
Two weeks after the sentencing of the six Riverbend boys, Booker once again broke his apartment lease and moved in with Hanson. It had been nearly three months since they had renewed their relationship and both felt that they were ready to take the next step in spending their lives together. This time Hanson agreed to let Penhall help and Dennis was pleased to see the two men rekindling their friendship.
Not long after he had moved in, Tom noticed a change in Booker’s mood. Normally optimistic and enthusiastic, Dennis increasingly came home from work wearing a sullen expression, refusing to give Hanson a reason for his brooding. He refused to discuss with Tom what was troubling him and Hanson felt himself being slowly pushed away until it reached that point where they barely touched each other. The only reason Tom could think of for Booker’s sudden change in behavior was that he had found somebody else. Therefore, he determined that if his heart was to be broken, he needed it to happen quickly. He decided that the best time to confront Booker about his suspicions was when he came home from work.
When the front door opened, Tom steeled himself for Dennis’ usual thunderous expression and ill-tempered greeting. Instead, Booker smiled broadly and walking over, he pulled Tom to him and gave him a passionate kiss.
Confused by the unexpected display of affection, Tom jerked out of Dennis’ embrace.
“What?” Dennis asked, his voice tinged with laughter. “Can’t a man come home from work and give his lover a kiss.”
Tom narrowed his eyes and gave Booker a hard glare. “You think this is funny?” he snapped. “You’ve ignored me for weeks and now you act like nothing’s the matter? Fuck you!”
A puzzled expression knitted Booker’s brow. “I haven’t been ignoring you,” he replied.
“Bullshit Dennis! Fucking bullshit! You’ve barely spoken to me and you sure as hell haven’t wanted to touch me. If you’ve found somebody else just tell me. I won’t be made a fool of!”
Booker’s amused smile only infuriated Tom more. Shoving Dennis out of the way, Hanson stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door closed. A moment later, Booker followed his angry lover. When he opened the door, he saw Tom lying on the bed. Walking over, he sat down and placed a hand on Tom’s hip. “Hey Tommy,” he murmured, the humor in his voice now gone. “I’m sorry for being an asshole.”
Sitting up, Hanson glared at Booker angrily. “You are an asshole. What the hell is your problem?”
Sighing heavily, lay down next to Tom and stared up at the ceiling. “I should have told you sooner but I wanted to be sure of my decision before I told you I was leaving.”
Tom’s face crumpled. “Oh my God, you’re leaving me?” he whispered, as tears filled his eyes.
“What?” Dennis exclaimed, wondering what Hanson was talking about. Slowly, realization as to the misunderstanding dawned. “No! Jesus Tommy, NO! I meant I’m leaving the force. I handed in my resignation today.”
Tom let out a noisy sigh of relief. Gazing down at Booker, his expression became concerned. “But you love being a cop! Why do you want to leave?”
Dennis sat up and draped his arm around Tom’s shoulder. “I loved being a cop,” he corrected. “But now I love you and I’ve come up with a better way for us to earn money.”
Tom cocked his head on one side. “Us?” he inquired. “What do you mean us?”
“You’ll see,” Booker replied with a broad grin. “C’mon, I’ve got something to show you.” Standing up, Booker took Tom’s hand and pulled him off the bed. Grabbing up his car keys, they exited the apartment. Dennis drove for about fifteen minutes before pulling into a parking space outside of a small, shabby block of offices.
Getting out of the car, Tom gazed at Booker in bewilderment. “I don’t understand,” he muttered.
Pulling out a key, Booker smiled mysteriously. “You soon will. Follow me.”
Entering the main entrance, they walked down a long corridor and stopped outside the last door on the left. Plastic sheeting covered the glass top of the door, preventing Tom from looking inside. Using a second key, Booker unlocked the door and pushed it open. Reaching around the doorjamb, he flicked on the light switch. As the fluorescent globes flickered to life, Tom peered into the room. It was windowless and beige paint peeled off the walls. A single desk sat at the far end but the rest of the room was empty.
Tom stared at his lover blankly. “Dennis?”
Booker rolled his eyes in frustration. “Don’t you get it?”
Hanson shook his head slowly. “Sorry but I don’t see what this has to do with…” Tom’s voice trailed off as Booker ripped off the plastic sheeting covering the door. Stenciled onto the glass in bold, black lettering were the words HANSON & BOOKER, Private Investigators.
“Now do you get it?” Dennis murmured softly, pulling Hanson into his arms. “I want us to have a business together. We can both get our P.I. license and we can work our own hours and only have each other to answer to.” Looking around the grungy office, he gave an embarrassed smile. “I know it’s not much but a lick of paint and some furniture—”
“It’s perfect!” Tom exclaimed, his eyes shining brightly before he punched Booker in the arm. “But why didn’t you tell me? I’ve been thinking that you were having an affair with some hot guy from Internal Affairs!”
Dennis threw back his head and laughed. “Trust me Tommy, there are no hot guys in Internal Affairs.” Kissing Tom’s hair, Booker gave him an uncertain look. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?’
Hanson pressed his lips against Dennis’, kissing him tenderly. “It’s like a dream come true. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my life but this is the next best thing to being a cop. You’re a fucking genius!”
“Just add it to my long list of awesome attributes,” Booker joked, instantly receiving another punch from Tom.
Walking into the office, they excitingly discussed various decorating options and business ideas. After an hour, Tom circled his arms around Booker’s waist and pulled him in close as he kissed him passionately. He heard Booker groan, it had been weeks since they had touched intimately. Feeling Dennis’ cock pressing against his own, Tom pulled away panting lightly. “Take me home,” he murmured, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “I wanna get naked.”
Booker’s eyes lit up and he dragged Tom out of the office and back to their car. Driving as fast as he dared, he screeched into their apartment car park and slammed on the brakes. Pulling a laughing Tom from the car, Booker jabbed at the up arrow of the elevator, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for the lift to arrive. When the doors finally opened, he pushed Tom inside and pulled him into his arms, his tongue forcing Hanson’s mouth open in a deep kiss. After the short ride, they hurried down the hallway and Booker unlocked their door, pulling Tom inside. When the door slammed closed, they groped each other eagerly as they ripped at each other’s clothes. Their need to become naked became evident in their total disregard to the damage they were causing to their clothing. As they tugged and pulled, buttons popped and zips jammed. Unable to shift the stuck zipper on Booker’s jeans, Tom grunted with frustration as he tried to pull them down over his Dennis’ hips. Laughing, Booker stepped backwards. “Whoa,” he said softly. “We haven’t done this for a while, let’s do it right.”
Walking over to the stereo, Dennis placed a CD into the drive. Pressing play, the hauntingly eerie opening melody of Led Zeppelin’s “In the Light” filled the air. Tom’s eyes danced with longing and taking Booker’s hand, he led him into the bedroom. Finally ridding themselves of the last of their clothing, they lay on the bed and for the longest time they just kissed, their fingers reacquainting themselves with each other’s naked bodies. Breaking their kiss, Tom stared directly into Booker’s dark eyes. “I want you to make love to me,” he whispered. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Choking back tears, Booker lovingly swept Tom’s hair from his eyes. “Oh Tommy,” he murmured as he kissed him softly. Sitting up, he pulled out the tube of lubrication and a condom packet from the drawer. Kneeling between Tom’s legs, he gently bent up Hanson’s knees. He slowly rubbed his finger over Tom’s inner thighs and perineum and feeling Hanson relax under his touch, he smiled lovingly. Squirting lubrication onto two fingers, he ran a single finger lightly over Tom’s entrance. When Hanson breathed out, he carefully pushed his finger into Tom’s tight hole. He expertly opened Hanson up, getting him ready for what was to come. Looking down, he saw Tom’s dark eyes watching him intensely but his expression showed no fear. Removing his fingers, Booker opened the condom packet. His cock was already hard from all their heavy petting and he rolled the protective sheath over his erection before rubbing extra lube over himself to make it easier on Tom. Giving Hanson a reassuring smile, he got into position. “Wrap your legs around me,” he instructed softly as he placed the tip of his cock against Tom.
Hanson lifted his legs and encircled Booker’s waist. Dennis leaned forward and kissed Tom tenderly. “I love you Tommy,” he whispered as Robert Plant’s voice filled the room,
Little drops of rain

Whisper of the pain

Tears of loves lost in the days gone by

Our love is strong

With you there is no wrong

Together we shall go until we die. My, my, my
Inspiration's what you are to me

Inspiration, look and see
And so today, my world it smiles

Your hand in mine, we walk the miles

Thanks to you it will be done

For you to me are the only one
Happiness, no more be sad

Happiness... I'm glad
If the sun refused to shine

I would still be loving you

If mountains should crumble to the sea

There will still be you and me
Gazing deep into Tom’s eyes, Booker slowly pushed his cock into Tom’s body. He heard Hanson’s sharp intake of breath and drawing out slightly, he pushed back in again, this time gaining full access. “Tell me when you feel it,” he murmured as he began to rock his hips gently forwards and backwards.
Wide eyed, Tom nodded, his hands gripping Dennis’ upper arms. Booker kept his pace slow, gently thrusting in and out, as he unhurriedly made love to Tom. When Hanson let out a loud moan, he knew he had found Tom’s pleasure spot. Increasing his thrusts, he bit down hard on his lower lip as he witnessed the delight on Hanson’s beautiful face.
“Ohhh Dennis… Ohhh Dennis,” Tom panted, his nails digging painfully into Booker’s arms.
Groaning loudly, Dennis’ stroked Tom’s face. “Do want me to touch you baby?” he whispered.
“Touch me… touch me…” Tom gasped as he arched his neck in passion.
Booker gently tugged at Tom weeping cock and at the same time, he started to thrust harder and faster in and out of Hanson’s, tight accommodating body.
“Are you gonna come for me Tommy?” Booker breathed heavily. “I wanna see you come.”
Tom’s eyes flashed with yearning. “Oh God… Dennis! I’m close… I’m so close… oh Dennis… oh harder…oh fuck … oh fuck… ohhh… ohhh… Ohhhhh!”
Semen covered Tom’s stomach and the sight made Booker crazy with desire. He quickened his pace, pounding in and out of Hanson’s body. “Oh yeah… oh yeah… oh Tommy…oh Tommy…Tommy…Tommy…TOMMMEEE!” he screamed, his body shuddering as his orgasm hit hard.
Dropping down onto Hanson’s chest, Dennis found Tom’s mouth and he kissed him hungrily, their tongues clashing in a violent storm of desire and need. Little by little, Booker’s muscles started to relax and he slowed the kiss until he finally broke away, lovingly sucking on Tom’s lower lip. Slowly withdrawing his cock, Booker rolled onto the bed and pulled Tom into his arms as he gazed at him adoringly. Captivated by Tom’s beautiful, glowing face, he could not pull his eyes away.
Tom smiled self-consciously. “What?” he asked quietly.
“Nothing,” Booker murmured as he stroked Tom’s hair. “It’s just… I can’t believe how lucky I am.”
“I’m the lucky one,” Tom replied, smiling softly. “You’re the only good thing to come out of what happened to me. It almost makes all the pain and terror I’ve endured worthwhile.”
Tears filled Booker’s eyes. “Nothing makes what happened to you worthwhile baby, but I know what you mean. I can’t imagine where my life would be if I hadn’t turned up on your doorstep all those months ago.”
Pushing back Dennis’ hair, Tom gazed deep into his lover’s eyes and laughed lightly. “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to thank you for that and to thank you for never giving up on me.”
A slow smile played over Booker’s lips. “It should be me thanking you,” he murmured.
Hanson looked surprised. “For what?” he asked.
“For letting me be a part of your life. I’ve never loved anybody the way I love you Tommy Hanson,” Dennis muttered, pressing his lips against Tom’s forehead.
As Booker placed soft butterfly kisses over his body, Tom lay back against his pillow and sighed contentedly. It had been a roller coaster eight months but he now felt utterly at peace with his life. He had a new career and a man whom he adored to share it with. Although he did not know what the future held, he was certain that with Booker by his side, he could conquer any challenge that life threw at him.
He was once again, complete.
Finis
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