Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Time-out ❯ Time-out ( One-Shot )

Warning! Lemon. Ryo/Dee.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fake.

 

 

- Time-out -

Icewind

 

 

 

 

 

“Try the phone again, Dee.”

 

“I did, dammit. The reception is just no good out here!” Frustrated, Dee hit the back of his cell phone a few times against the steering wheel before attempting to dial out again.

 

“Careful! You don't want to break our only chance of getting out of here.” Ryo commented. He tried his door again but it was no use. It was jammed way too tight from the outside. He considered breaking a window when Dee suddenly opened the door on the driver's side and got out of the car. Snow rushed in through the open door carried by the eerie howl of the wind.

 

“Dee! It's practically a storm out there! Where do you think you're going?”

 

“Where else? I'm going to try to get a better reception. Just sit tight, I'll be right back.” With that he shut the door and marched around a bit looking for a clearing, shielding his eyes against the snow and the cutting, bitter wind. Ryo moved into the driver seat and tried the radio again. He frowned when all he picked up was static from the surrounding area but spoke firmly into the receiver, hoping that someone would receive the call. After a moment he popped the hood and stepped out of the car.

 

“Did you radio for pickup?” Dee spoke above the wail of the wind.

 

“I doubt anyone heard it.” Ryo shrugged. “Any luck with the phone?”

 

“Good news. I got the chief. Needless to say he wasn't too happy when he heard of our predicament. But I say it's the station's fault for making us drive around in these old clunkers.” Dee kicked a wheel for effect, much to Ryo's annoyance.

 

“You're the one who drove into a ditch. Even after I warned you about them several times.” Ryo peered inside the hood. “And to top that off, it looks like we have a fried battery.”

 

“Guess this means we aren't going anywhere.” Shielding his eyes, Dee made a quick glance around the area. “There isn't anything out here except for old run-down, abandoned buildings. We're miles away from the real city.”

 

Shutting the hood of the car, Ryo did a quick surveillance of the area himself and had to agree with his partner. Snow gusted and hurled about, it was almost blinding, but he was able to make out a few shacks and broken-down buildings. They wouldn't be of any use for them in this weather. A sudden strong blast of snow clouded his vision, stinging his eyes, and he blindly made his way back inside the car, climbing to the passenger seat from Dee's end. Dee followed suite and fought against the wind to get the door closed.

 

“Well… at least it's not piling up.” He said with a small laugh. Ryo sighed and ruffled his snow-wet hair with a grim expression.

 

“What did the chief say?”

 

“He dispatched a few men and they're on their way.” Dee sat back with a languid smile on his face. “We got another hour or so to kill before they get here.”

 

Ryo shot him a suspicious look. “What are you smirking about?”

 

Dee blinked and looked at his partner innocently. “Smirking?”

 

“Don't try to cover it, Dee.”

 

Dee snorted. “I don't know what you're talking about.” He did his best to hide his amusement. “Maybe all this snow is making you see things that aren't there. Like a mirage or something.”

 

“I don't think so,” Ryo retorted, although he couldn't help a small grin from creeping over him. “Besides, I've only heard of that happening in hot weather; places like the desert where people suffer from heat stroke. We're most likely going to freeze.”

 

“You don't sound very optimistic.” Ryo shrugged and removed his jacket, tossing it behind him.

 

“With a fried battery, the heat in this car won't last very long.”

 

“It'll last long enough. Like I said, they'll be here within an hour. You worry too much.” Dee also removed his jacket and stretched out languidly in the car, kicking off his boots. They listened as the wind whistled and howled; blowing snow with a rage that shook the vehicle now and then. The sudden change from the gentle snowfall just mere hours ago was almost laughable.

 

“You're doing it again,” Ryo said from out of nowhere.

 

“What?”

 

“Smirking.” Dee raised an eyebrow. He had to admit he did find their current situation a bit funny. But he tried his best to put on a serious expression, humoring his partner.

 

“Would you cut that out? I am not smirking.”

 

“You're doing it right now.” Ryo stared at him. Dee stared back, and after a few moments broke out in a fit of laughter. Ryo smiled, triumphant.

 

“It's just like you to find this whole mess funny.”

 

“And you don't?” Dee asked in-between chuckles. He looked at Ryo pointedly, noticing how enticing he seemed even in a simple sweater and jeans. Ryo ran a hand through his damp hair, nonchalant.

 

“I guess it is kinda funny when you think about it.” He let out a small laugh. Dee smiled; he loved the sound of Ryo's laughter and always tried to ring it out of him. But at the moment he couldn't help but find something about the sound that was almost luring.

 

“You know,” Dee began with a leer, creeping closer to Ryo. “If the heat does give out like you said, we'll have to do something to stay warm.”

 

Ryo bristled, startled by the sudden shift in Dee's voice. He glanced at him and noticed how close he was, they were practically sharing the same seat. `When did that happen?' he thought.

 

“Um… Dee?” His next words were cut short as Dee suddenly closed the space in-between them, taking his lips with his own and sank into a deep kiss. Wide-eyed, Ryo stared, startled, and tried to push Dee away, but his attempts were half-hearted at best. He didn't want to fight Dee off. In fact, a big parted of him wanted the man then and there. The past few days had been gruelling with the Maloné case. Being on the job almost 24/7 made little room for time alone. With a closure on the case, they were officially off-duty for the night and were heading back to the precinct when the storm hit. It was hard to say no to his partner but common sense told him otherwise. Reluctantly, Ryo broke off the kiss much to Dee's disappointment.

 

“Dee, we're stuck in a car in the middle of a storm. We shouldn't—”

 

“Why not?” Dee asked abruptly, breathing hard. He stared pointedly at a spot below Ryo's chin and sank his mouth there, sucking softly. Ryo gasped.

 

“W-We… we can't! What if someone—”

 

“Like who?” Dee murmured around the flesh of Ryo's neck. “A stray cat? A squirrel? There's no one here, Ryo. Except for the two of us.” Dee slid a hand beneath Ryo's sweater, feeling the heat from his body. “I want you.”

 

“Dee…” Ryo let out a strangled sound when Dee's hand moved up to toy with a hardened nipple and felt the curve of his smile against his neck. He muttered something intangible that Dee didn't quite catch.

 

“What was that?” Dee knew he was winning and couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he stared at his lover.

 

“I said… we don't need to do this. The heat is still working.”

 

“Oh?” Dee blinked. “I can fix that.” And without a moment's pause, he began kicking fanatically at the radiator.

 

“DEE!”

 

“Yes, Ryo?” He grinned as Ryo stared at him as if he'd lost his mind and shook his head disbelievingly. Dee chuckled, saw another opportunity, and seized it, taking his lover's lips in a demanding kiss.

 

Ryo couldn't repress a shudder when the hand beneath his sweater moved down the length of his stomach and further, completely bypassing the growing ache in his jeans to rest on his side. They shifted until his back pressed against the door and window, Dee hovering above him.

 

“Still having second thoughts?” Dee breathed, fighting the urge to shred every last vestige of clothing from Ryo. Although, he had to admit, getting his lover interested always posed an intriguing challenge to him. With a wicked gleam in his eye, he made a hand pass lightly over the bulge in Ryo's pants; satisfied with the startled gasp he received from him.

 

“I—” A finger dragged against that area again with a little more pressure, causing Ryo's breath to hitch in his throat. He panted and could already feel himself beginning to blush. Steeling himself, Ryo began to unfasten the front of Dee's shirt, pushing all inhibition aside.

 

“No,” he replied, breathing hard, sliding the shirt off Dee's back and revealing smooth olive skin. He wanted this, needed it as badly as Dee. That demand fuelled his confidence as he chucked his own sweater and crushed his lips forcefully against his.

 

Dee blinked, startled by Ryo's sudden aggressiveness, but he was in no position to complain. A tongue dived in his mouth possessively and he welcomed it, returning the kiss with equal fervor. On a whim, Dee pressed their bodies together, rubbing their arousals through the clothes they still wore. He felt firm hands fumbling with the button of his slacks and grinned wolfishly down at his lover. The sudden eagerness Ryo was displaying was making him very hard.

 

“Glad I was able to change your mind, baby.” Dee chuckled at the almost embarrassed look on his partner's face. Ryo laughed softy.

 

“If the chief ever found out what we're doing in the station's car—”

 

“To hell with the chief,” Dee intoned, and then gasped at the feel of cool fingers on him. Ryo smiled, Dee was warm and hard beneath his touch. He stroked in earnest, moving roughly over the firm length of his lover. Fluid oozed out of the slit and he slid his thumb there, rubbing the heated pool around the moist head. Dee hissed and jerked against the soft ridges of Ryo's palm as it smoothed over his milking tip, now becoming an angry red.

 

“Holy shit…!” Dee gasped. The simple gesture already had him aching for release. He attacked Ryo, green eyes ablaze with desire as he pushed him down against the seat. Staring at the smooth region of the man's chest, he sank his mouth there, finding a nipple and sucked on it roughly. His hands moved down narrow hips until they reached their goal, and a strained moan graced his ears as he began a wicked teasing motion through the tight denim jeans.

 

“Like that?” Dee breathed, grinning devilishly against heated skin. Ryo couldn't bring himself to speak, dark eyes clouding with passion and he bucked against the hand in response. A crooked smile graced Dee's lips as he moved further down the length of Ryo's tight, hard abdomen, pausing to dip and swirl his tongue in the navel. Ryo shivered, his breath coming in ragged pants when a hot tongue lapped at the bulge in his pants before Dee's hands slid the fabric down his waist. A faint redness stained across the bridge of his nose as the cool air washed over his swollen erection.

 

“Dee,” he began hoarsely, but faltered as something wet flicked briefly over the tip, sending an electric surge up his spine. His hips rocked upward of their own desire. “Dee, I…”

 

“What?” Dee rasped, his warm breath expelling over the twitching length. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

 

Hiding his eyes beneath dark blond bangs, Ryo reached into the back pocket of his discarded pants and handed Dee a small tube of gel. Dee chuckled, grinning like a Cheshire cat as he popped the lid open. “Well, how did that get there? Makes me wonder if you somehow staged this whole thing.”

 

“In your dreams, Dee.” Ryo managed to say. He was panting hard now, watching as Dee trailed a fiery tongue up along the length of him. He shivered in delight as he saw the head disappear between moist lips, clamping tightly around the rim in a gentle pull before Dee gave one powerful suck. Ryo arched into that tight, wet heat and groaned in acute pleasure.

 

“Yes, Dee...! Keep doing that!” He bucked and writhed as Dee took him in completely, moving fast and direct on his now painful erection. Dee pulled away a moment later and chuckled at the strangled sound of disappointment that drifted from Ryo.

 

“Not yet, baby.” Dee's voice was strained as he moved back up the long length of Ryo's stomach and chest. He was so aroused he thought he'd burst as he felt soft hands take hold of him again; squeezing the swollen head and making hot liquid seep forth. He moaned as he sank his mouth in the junction of Ryo's neck and shoulder, sucking and nipping the warm flesh there. Damp skin on skin, their rubbing erections, the musky sent that filled the hot air, Dee was so engrossed in it he failed to notice the movements beneath him. Surreptitiously, Ryo angled himself as he snaked an arm around Dee's waist. With an odd grin, he flipped their bodies so that Dee was pinned beneath him.

 

“Surprise,” he breathed, smiling sensuously down at his startled lover.

 

“Ryo?” Dee stared, shocked, as Ryo grabbed the gel from his hand. “Wait! What do you think you're… ahhnn…”

 

Words failed him as soft lips enveloped the warm column of flesh between his thighs that begged for attention. His head fell back, spine curving in a small arch as Ryo worked him, stretching stiff muscles with a slick finger. Teeth scraped lightly over sensitive skin, making him harden and ache even more, and he moaned deep in his chest when those fingers hit a spot that sent shockwaves of delight through his lower body.

 

“Fuck yes! Don't stop Ryo… hey!” Ryo chuckled softly as he pulled away, sliding back up Dee's body. He dipped his fingers into the gel and coated his shaft with the warm substance, moaning as he stroked himself with a slick hand. Dee's eyes darkened with desire at the sight of Ryo touching himself.

 

“Christ, Ryo. You're going to drive me insane.” He couldn't repress a shudder as his lover positioned himself.

 

“Dee,” Ryo breathed, shivering with need, dark eyes glowing with love for his partner. “Do you want me?”

 

“Oh, hell yes,” Dee whispered, panting hard as the man thrust into his hot, welcoming tightness. Ryo moaned softly as he worked into Dee, registering a slight grunt of pain from him as he pushed past the ring of muscle. He slowed, hands stroking lightly over his lover's sides reassuringly as he continued to move until they met skin to skin.

 

Dee swallowed hard as Ryo began to thrust in earnest, burying his face in the crook of his neck, and he rocked in time with him. Their movements were hot, urgent and intense. Grunts and moans filled the car as their sweating bodies strained against each other, climbing until they had reached the pinnacle of sensation. Ryo gripped Dee's erection and stroked fiercely, feeling his body tighten like a bow beneath him. Dee cried out hoarsely and tensed, his member twitching and jerking violently as he came, spurting hot fluid over Ryo's hand and in-between them. A blinding whiteness flashed behind Ryo's eyes as the sweet burning pleasure of his own orgasm surged through him, erupting deep into the warmth of his lover, and he moaned his passion against Dee's neck.

 

Moments passed before Ryo withdrew from the tight sheath inside of Dee and collapsed on top of him, basking in the pleasant glow of his sapped body. His face was flushed a deep red as he looked at Dee who was breathing hard, eyes shut against dark bangs that matted on sweaty skin.

 

“Jesus, Ryo,” Dee managed when he found his voice. “Surprise me like that more often, will ya?”

 

Ryo blushed. “I'm not sure what came over me.”

 

Dee chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “I think I do. Seems like Ryo McLain has got a hot, controlling wild side.”

 

Ryo raised an eyebrow. “Um, well, I wouldn't go too far and say that.”

 

“Are you two done in there?!” Both men bristled at the coy female voice that was accompanied by a fierce knock on the window. Ryo prayed a silent thanks that the glass was steamed up from their prior lovemaking. They tossed their clothes at each other and dressed quickly before rolling down the window. A female officer arched an eyebrow.

 

“I picked up a distress signal from this car. Are you two in need of assistance?”

 

“Uh,” Ryo thought quickly. “Thank you officer. But we already called it in. Our men should arrive soon with most likely some means to tow away the vehicle. I didn't believe anyone else heard the radio call since there was so much static…”

 

“Transmission is bad because of the weather. I heard but wasn't able to respond.” Sure enough, snow still gusted furiously in the wind. The officer shifted her position on her bike and tightened her hold on her jacket even further. She peered into the car with an amused expression.

 

“You know, you should really turn that thing off once you're done with it.” She motioned her head towards the radio. “I'd even say that was a bit careless.”

 

Ryo blanched, realization dawning on him as the officer winked at both men and departed on her bike. He looked at Dee who was snickering behind him.

 

“Oh, my God, Dee… DEE! I think she heard us!”

 

“Yeah, probably.” Dee turned off the radio. “But you should really keep this thing off, baby.”

 

“I did!” Ryo fumed. “You probably switched it on when you kicked at the ventilation duck! They're right beside each other!”

Dee couldn't stop himself from laughing then. “Oh well. I don't think she mind. Hell, she probably even enjoyed it. Besides, she couldn't have heard everything with a bad reception.”

 

Ryo sighed, defeated. “Well, I guess it could be worse.”

 

 

~*~

 

 

On a stakeout in another part of town, Drake turned off the radio in disdain.

 

“That was the most disgusting thing I've ever heard! What the fuck were those two thinking?!” JJ shrugged and glanced at his partner, amused.

 

“Don't knock it until you've tried it,” he said, grinning evilly.

 

 

 

The End.

 

 

~*~