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Playing By The Numbers
By : Prentice
Category: S through Z > White Collar
Views: 4387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own White Collar, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Third
The third time he sleeps with Neal, it's just a few days before the fourth time he sleeps with him, and has to stamp down the almost painful urge to make this thing between them more official, more real. He can't, though; not yet. It's just too much too soon and he can't bring himself to lay this thing - relationship? - at Neal's - Kyle's- door yet.
Things between them are still too fresh, and Peter tries to tell himself that when he spots that oh-so-familiar flash of blue, blue eyes and stylishly tousled hair. He tries to tell himself that when he follows Kyle all the way to the train station and drops down into the seat next to him on a train headed away from downtown. He tries to tell himself over and over again, but there's been another robbery, another forgery, and his teeth are on edge; nerves are jangling inside of him because Caffrey has done it again (and again, and again) and it's starting to get to him, how easy Caffrey slips through his fingers.
When Kyle finally notices who's sitting beside him, he looks startled, eyes widening and lips parting, like he's wondering how long Peter has been with him; if he's been with him all along. Peter smiles at him, small and tight, and doesn't beat around the bush, doesn't ask him out to eat, just asks if he's busy at the moment. The answer is a hesitant 'no' and Peter wastes no time leading him off the train and to an old abandon building the bureau had kitted out for stake-outs and surveillance. It isn't in use, thank god, but Peter checks it over anyway before backing Kyle into a darkened corner, pulling at clothes and belts like his life depends on it.
They're out of the way in a flurry of movements; hands fumbling with zippers and buttons until he's rocking them together, cocks slipping and sliding in twitchy, sweaty glides that get smoother with every thrust forward. It feels incredible, like a thousand different things are settling into place inside him, and he can't help but groan and bite at the skin on Kyle's neck, teeth scrapping over tender flesh. It'll leave a mark, one that Kyle won't easily be able to hide, but he doesn't care. He wants the man to wear his mark, wants him to look in the mirror and remember everything that they've done together.
It isn't over as quickly as last time, despite their frantic rocking, and Peter takes a perverse joy in bringing them to the edge over and over again before pulling them back. It's like a game, seeing how far they can go, and he brings them to the edge twice before they're both too worked up to hold back anymore. They tumble over the edge together, Peter with a low drawn out groan that seems like it reverberates through the building and Kyle with a hoarse shout that might have been Peter's name and might have not.
When they finally leave, it's with a lazy drawn out kiss that Peter thinks about all the way back to his hotel room and jerks off to the next morning when he's in the shower. Afterwards, he shelves it, because he has to work, has to be able to concentrate, and buries himself in the investigation until there's nothing left to know save for why they always seem to be one step behind Caffrey in this cat-and-mouse game they're playing. And they are playing, at least in Caffrey's mind, there's no doubt about that.
It isn't until later, much later, when he's got evidence lists, photographs, and a pile of case folders spread across his dining room table and is trying to think outside the box (like Caffrey), that he realizes that he has a dark red love bite on his neck that's only just now fading. He touches it, fondles it really, and flushes pink when Elizabeth notices and teases him about it mercilessly, her eyes warm and laughing. Boy, had he married the right woman.
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