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Daydream Series	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 916 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: -Daydream.
Author: - Kattanon.
E-mail: - kattanon@hotmail.com

Rating: - NC-17 � PWP.
Series: - Three of five.
Pairing: - Shockley/Dutch.
Archive: - I�d be honoured, just let me know. Archived at the Shield Fanfiction Archives.
Feedback: - Like it or loathe it let me know.
Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.

Daydream 3.
Pete listened to Dutch going on about how they should try to construct a profile of the perp in the latest case they were working on together. They�d worked together briefly once before on a nightclub shooting, until Dutch had been pulled off by Aceveda to look into some missing person�s case with Wyms. However, Claudette was on holiday, and so Pete and Dutch had been temporarily partnered together to work a case where someone was killing homeless men. They had three definite victims, and two more possibles, and Pete thought Dutch was perhaps a little too excited by the thought that he might have another serial killer case to get his teeth into.
They were in one of the interrogation rooms that they�d takeer fer for the afternoon so they could pull all their paperwork together, and try to find some common threads between the cases that would give them a starting point in their investigation. Dutch was really into this FBI profiler crap, and had been droning on about it for ten minutes now, threatening to give Pete a headache if he didn�t shut up. Finally, with a brief smile, Pete thought of the perfect way to shut Dutchboy up.
Without saying a word he got up from his chair, and closed the door, flicking on the lock. Then he strolled casually over to the observation camera, and pulled out the lead, disconnecting it. By now Dutch had stopped talking in mid-sentence, and was watching Pete with a small frown on his face that Pete thought was rather cute.
"What are you doing?" Dutch asked.
"Shutting you up." Pete replied.
The frown deepening on his face, Dutch stood up, and opened his mouth to reply, but he never got the chance.
Pete moved quickly forward, and taking the other man completely by surprise, he placed one hand on his waist, and the other on his shoulder, as he leaned in and covered Dutch�s open mouth with his own. He felt Dutch freeze as he kissed him, his body stiffening in confused surprise at Pete�s actions. Pressing home his advantage Pete slipped his tongue into Dutch�s mouth, gently using it to stoke against Dutch�s tongue. Pete was surprised at how soft Dutch�s lips were, and how delicious his mouth tasted under his. With a quick swipe at the roof of Dutch�s mouth with the tip of his tongue, that sent a shiver through Dutch�s body, Pete pulled partially back, and looked into Dutch�s . P. Pete felt a bolt of desire head straight for his groin as a dazed looking Dutch swiped his tongue over his lips, tasting where Pete�s lips had been,
"Why did you do that?" Dutch asked, sounding as dazed as he looked.
"Because I�ve wanted to for a long time." Pete told him truthfully, "And because sometimes you talk too much."
"Oh." Was Dutch�s only reply.
Encouraged by the fact that Dutch hadn�t pushed him away, Pete moved slightly forward again, his eyes on Dutch�s, and allowed himself a brief smile when, at the last second, Dutch closed his eyes, and moved forward to meet his lips.
Pete swiped his tongue gently over Dutch�s delectable lower lip, and groaned slightly when Dutch parted his lips to allow him in again. This time Dutch�s tongue met his, and they moved against each other, the kiss deepening. At first it was gentle, hesitant, but gradually it became rougher,e ure urgent. Pete pushed his body against Dutch�s, pushing him back against the table behind him. He could feel Dutch�s erection pushing against his thigh, and felt Dutch moan into his mouth when Pete moved, and thrust his own erection against Dutch�s.
Almost unconsciously the two men began rubbing their body�s together, craving the friction this caused which sent bolts of pleasure like electric shocks through them.
Pete felt Dutch�s arms go around him, at first resting on his back, and then moving down to cup his ass. Knowing exactly what he wanted, and pressing home his advantage, Pete finally pulled back despite the little pang of regret he felt, his mouth missing the feel, the warmth, of Dutch mouth. Dutch looked at him in confusion, his eyes wide and slightly glazed in desire, his breath coming in excited little pants,
"What�"
He got no further before Pete smile at him, and pressed a finger up against his lips to silence him,
"Trust me?" He breathed.
After only a slight hesitation Dutch nodded.
His smile widening Pete pulled away from Dutch, and reached out, and turned him around. Then reaching around Dutch�s waist his hands found Dutch�s belt, and quickly undid it before moving onto undo his trousers. Dutch was perfectly quiet and still until Pete slipped his hand into his underwear, and lightly stroked his fingers over his erection. Then Dutch pushed his ass back against Pete�s groin, and murmured,
"Oh shit�yes."
Continuing to gently stroke Dutch�s erection he used his other hand to push Dutch�s trousers down, his underwear following them to his ankles. By now Dutch was moaning, and alternatively pushing himself back against Pete, and thrusting up into his hand.
Pete quickly undid his own trousers, pushing them down, and freeing his own erection. He had to bite his lip, and concentrate hard on not cumming the first time Dutch pushed his ass back against him, and he could feel the heat of the other man�s skin against his own naked flesh.
Suddenly he felt Dutch still, and he could sense a tension in the other man,
"I�ve never�um�" Dutch stuttered, sounding unsure.
Eager to sooth him, wanting this, and not wanting Dutch to back out now, Pete gently rubbed his erection against Dutch�s ass, while rubbing his thumb over the head of his penis, spreading the pre-cum he found there over it�s length.
"Shh�I told you, trust me. It�ll be ok�it�ll be good�alright?"
After a slight pause he felt Dutch relax a little as he nodded his consent.
Pete moved his free hand to the small of Dutch�s back, and pressed forward slightly,
"Bend forward over the table for me. Don�t worry we�ll go slow I promise."
Dutch allowed Pete to push him forward, and he was soon bent over the table, his hands pushing the paperwork that had been covering it�s surface onto the floor. Reaching into his jacket pocket Pete found the small tube of lube that he knew would be there.
Bent forward a little himself so that he could continue to stroke Dutch, keeping him calm and focused, he quickly flicked the top off, and liberally coated his fingers. Then, going slowly, he ran his index finger down between Dutch�s buttocks, and gently circled the opening to the other man�s body. He felt Dutch tense at the first touch of his finger on his anus, but after some slow and careful teasing he felt him gradually relax. When he felt most of the tension leave Dutch he slowly pushed his well-lubed finger inside him. He felt a tremble pass through Dutch�s body as he breached him for the first time, and whispered to him,
"Trust me�it�ll be so good, I promise."
Pete slowly began to move his finger in and out of Dutch, careful not to hurt him. Then, when he felt Dutch was relaxed enough, he finally added a second finger, adding a slight twisting, scissoring motion to his gentle finger fucking, gradually stretching and relaxing Dutch�s muscles. Reaching inside, and angling his fingers just so Pete found the hard nub he�d been looking for, and rubbed it with his fingertip. As he did so he squeezed the bottom of Dutch�s erection to stop him from cumming too early. Pete didn�t want Dutch to cum until he was buried inside him. However, he also knew the effect having your prostate stroked could have, so he was taking no chances. Dutch hissed anckedcked under him as Pete stroked his finger over the sensitive spot inside him over and over again. Soon all the tension had left Dutch�s body, and he was pushing himself back onto Pete�s fingers.
Sensing that the time was perfect Pete pulled his fingers from Dutch and smiled at the groan of disappointment this produced from the man under him. As quickly as he could Pete reached for his lube and coated his own throbbing erection. Then, gripping Dutch�s hips with both hands, he nudged the tip of his penis against the opening to his body.
Despite the fact that he wanted to plunge himself into that tight heat he was craving, Pete forced himself to go slowly, pausing occasionally to let Dutch adjust to being entered for he first time.
Dutch had gone completely still, letting Pete dictate the pace, giving over complete control to him, and trusting him not to hurt him. Pete was determined not to betray that trust.
Eventually, he found himself completely sheathed in the delicious tight, velvet embrace of Dutch�s body, and he rested panting, draped over Dutch�s back. The he pulled himself upright, and with one hand still grasping Dutch�s hip he reached underneath Dutch again, and grasped his erection. He was pleased that Dutch was still hard, still turned on, and as he began gently thrusting into him, he matched his thrusts with long slow strokes of his hand.
After a minute or so Pete knew he�d adjusted the angle of his thrusts perfectly when he felt the head of his penis brush against Dutch�s prostate, just as his fingers had done. The reaction was immediate. Dutch moaned and began trying to match Pete�s thrusts, craving the fantastic sensations Pete was creating inside his body with his penis, and outside with his hand.
They soon found a rhythm, and Dutch was pushing back against Pete, as Pete thrust into him, making each penetration long and deep. Pete was surprised at Dutch�s passion, his abandon, but then reasoned that it was usually the quiet, reserved ones whom were the most passionate when they finally let go.
Pete could feel that Dutch�s completion was nearing, and he knew that he couldn�t last much longer either. So giving himself over to the moment, he closed his eyes and allowed his orgasm to begin to build. It was after a couple more thrusts and strokes that he felt Dutch stiffen under him, and then moaning,
"Oh�yes�"
He felt Dutch cum, spilling his semen into Pete�s hand.
As he came Dutch�s muscles contracted, squeezing Pete�s penis in rhythmic pulses that sent him over the edge, and he cried out Dutch�s name as he came deep inside him.
Relaxing after coming down from his orgasm high Pete turned his face into he spray of his shower. The hot water hitting his upturned face, and washing the remnants of his latest fantasy fueled self-pleasuring episode down the drain.
Reaching for the soap Pete realised he�d have to hurry up or else he�d be late for work. Smiling to himself he chuckled as he wondered how he�d ever be able to look Dutch in the face today with out getting a hard on after his little interrogation room fantasy.
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