his face and staring out into the shadows of the room. “You can’t possibly be feeling amorous right now. Not naturally.”
Gage slammed the back of his head against the mattress a few times in frustration. “Holm, you are such an ass.”
“Excuse me?”
“Ass. You are one. You know, for a creature with such super-honed senses that you can smell dog crap from a mile away and see what airline a plane is from 50,000 feet below, you are one clueless son of a bitch.”
“Gage… could you please…”
“No! I’m not watching my language, goddammit! I’m sick of this shit. I know we’re not supposed to fraternize because we’re partners. I know vampires tend to swing… well, pretty much 360 when it comes to sex, but I have no idea if you prefer women or non-humans or what. I know we’ve been working together and we’re friends, but we always keep each other this close and no closer. This… speech made more sense in my head. The point is, Jen…” He grabbed the vampire’s arm. “I’m bad with all the emotional stuff. But I know that I want you. I wanted you before you ever put a fang in me. The first night we met, I practically came in my jeans. And if you say that’s vampire predatory attraction bullshit, I will find something to chop your fool head off with! I don’t care if you’re a freaking goblin or an alien from the planet Zurk. I want you. Do you understand? Am I penetrating your incredibly thick skull?”
Jensen chewed that yummy lower lip—which considering the sharpness of his teeth, must have hurt—but wouldn’t look at his partner. “I hear you.”
“And…”
Those soulful eyes met Gage’s. “Gage, I do want you. More than I should. I have feelings for you that aren’t right between a vampire and a human. We’re fantastic partners on the force. You’re the best cop I’ve ever worked with. But I’m so afraid I’d hurt you. Maybe kill you, I don’t know. I can’t remember the last time I was with a human I cared about. But these kinds of relationships never end well. The passion is… overwhelming.”
“Oh for Chrissake, Jensen! You really do sound like that freaking whiny-ass sparkly guy in those teeny-bopper flicks. Are you serious right now? I’m not a high school girl, I’m a hundred and ninety-five pound man! I may not be freakishly tall and enormous like you, but I’m not delicate, either. Shit, part of what’s hot about men is the roughness, the strength, the familiarity with each other’s bodies. I don’t care what species you are, you’re still male. You’re not some newbie, you know what you’re doing.” He sighed, needing the oxygen. “You know what? I’m not going to push this. I can’t and won’t try to pressure you to do anything you’re not comfortable with. Did you get beer or not?”
Gage got up, looking around for something more substantial to put on.
Jensen grabbed his hand. “Wait.”
Gage stopped. Yes! “What?”
“Don’t pout.”
“I’m not pouting. You’re not into it. Whatever.”
“Don’t do that, Gage. I’m not rejecting you.”
The human gave him a bland look. “Really? Wow, that must be why we’re naked and rolling around the bed right now.”
“Sarcasm is a stupid man’s weapon,” Jensen grumbled.
“You only say that because you don’t get how to use it. Okay, fine. If you’re not rejecting me…” He ripped the expensive shorts down his legs and stood with his still miraculously hard dick pointing at his partner’s face. “Then suck it.”
Jensen looked up Gage’s body until their eyes met. The green was touched with smoldering vampire gold. “Is that an order?”
Gage arched a brow and couldn’t help a smirk. “Do you want it to be?”
The moment hung in tension-choked air as Gage’s cock only hardened further. Rather than give a verbal answer, Jensen reached out and slid his hands around Gage’s hips, clutching his ass cheeks and drawing him in to catch his erection in Jensen’s waiting
Gage slammed the back of his head against the mattress a few times in frustration. “Holm, you are such an ass.”
“Excuse me?”
“Ass. You are one. You know, for a creature with such super-honed senses that you can smell dog crap from a mile away and see what airline a plane is from 50,000 feet below, you are one clueless son of a bitch.”
“Gage… could you please…”
“No! I’m not watching my language, goddammit! I’m sick of this shit. I know we’re not supposed to fraternize because we’re partners. I know vampires tend to swing… well, pretty much 360 when it comes to sex, but I have no idea if you prefer women or non-humans or what. I know we’ve been working together and we’re friends, but we always keep each other this close and no closer. This… speech made more sense in my head. The point is, Jen…” He grabbed the vampire’s arm. “I’m bad with all the emotional stuff. But I know that I want you. I wanted you before you ever put a fang in me. The first night we met, I practically came in my jeans. And if you say that’s vampire predatory attraction bullshit, I will find something to chop your fool head off with! I don’t care if you’re a freaking goblin or an alien from the planet Zurk. I want you. Do you understand? Am I penetrating your incredibly thick skull?”
Jensen chewed that yummy lower lip—which considering the sharpness of his teeth, must have hurt—but wouldn’t look at his partner. “I hear you.”
“And…”
Those soulful eyes met Gage’s. “Gage, I do want you. More than I should. I have feelings for you that aren’t right between a vampire and a human. We’re fantastic partners on the force. You’re the best cop I’ve ever worked with. But I’m so afraid I’d hurt you. Maybe kill you, I don’t know. I can’t remember the last time I was with a human I cared about. But these kinds of relationships never end well. The passion is… overwhelming.”
“Oh for Chrissake, Jensen! You really do sound like that freaking whiny-ass sparkly guy in those teeny-bopper flicks. Are you serious right now? I’m not a high school girl, I’m a hundred and ninety-five pound man! I may not be freakishly tall and enormous like you, but I’m not delicate, either. Shit, part of what’s hot about men is the roughness, the strength, the familiarity with each other’s bodies. I don’t care what species you are, you’re still male. You’re not some newbie, you know what you’re doing.” He sighed, needing the oxygen. “You know what? I’m not going to push this. I can’t and won’t try to pressure you to do anything you’re not comfortable with. Did you get beer or not?”
Gage got up, looking around for something more substantial to put on.
Jensen grabbed his hand. “Wait.”
Gage stopped. Yes! “What?”
“Don’t pout.”
“I’m not pouting. You’re not into it. Whatever.”
“Don’t do that, Gage. I’m not rejecting you.”
The human gave him a bland look. “Really? Wow, that must be why we’re naked and rolling around the bed right now.”
“Sarcasm is a stupid man’s weapon,” Jensen grumbled.
“You only say that because you don’t get how to use it. Okay, fine. If you’re not rejecting me…” He ripped the expensive shorts down his legs and stood with his still miraculously hard dick pointing at his partner’s face. “Then suck it.”
Jensen looked up Gage’s body until their eyes met. The green was touched with smoldering vampire gold. “Is that an order?”
Gage arched a brow and couldn’t help a smirk. “Do you want it to be?”
The moment hung in tension-choked air as Gage’s cock only hardened further. Rather than give a verbal answer, Jensen reached out and slid his hands around Gage’s hips, clutching his ass cheeks and drawing him in to catch his erection in Jensen’s waiting
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