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WARNING!!! 18+ writing--Including : sex, licking, tough sex(?), and loads of others.

Scene : S.W.A.T. 6 x 6 end. @ Hicks' office

God damn! What is going on with me?! Robert plumped into his office chair, rubbing his thumb against his jaw. He'd been thinking about Luca ALL DAY--The cool rhythm and accent he uses when talking, how he just simply stuffs his hands in the pocket and leans a bit forward, his sparkling eyes. Damn! Luca's eyes...... His jaw stung.

The phone rang. He eyed the screen--The match-maker.

"Hi, Doc." Robert grumbled.

"Hello, COMMANDER. Ready for your date? Don't worry. She's going to LOVE you."

"I'm not worried." said Robert in his usual tough voice. Then hung up. He didn't mean to be rude, but he was tired, and this whole dating thing was sucker than ever. It was supposed to be a distraction! Robert thought, feeling sorry for the girl tonight. It's going to be another time to waste.

He tugged on his tie, trying to bring it to the right place, but the whole thing loosened and fell instead. Robert sighed and stood up. He looked into the damned mirror. The dull uniform, himself clutching that stupid tie, and his forever tight pants. Definitely not a "Luca" person.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door. They were coming closer. Robert quickly pretend rummaging his tie enthusiastically. He didn't want anyone notice his uneasiness.

"Commander, can I come in?" Shit! It was Luca--His beloved Dominique Luca.

Robert's hands got stiff. He looked up and said, as casually as possible, "Yeah, come in."

"Look, you can come clean, Commander. You shouldn't be going through this without some support."

What the FUCK is he talking about??!! Robert's mind went completely blank. He stared at Luca, just managing to spill out, "Going through what?"

"Look, Tan and I heard you talking with your doctor this morning......"

WHAT? They actually thought......? Hell man! He quickly explained to Luca about the MATCH-MAKER, still trying to ignore that the fact, his love was right in front of him.

The next thing Robert knew, Luca was flinging his arms on him, and hugging him tighter around the neck. His face buried in Robert's shirt.

Robert's heart nearly stopped. His breath was filled with Luca's good smell--It sounded gross, but oh! OH! Almost at the same moment, he felt it--A HARD-ON?! He immediately wanted to pull away from Luca's grasp. His eyes darting toward the restroom.

But Luca wouldn't let go.

"What the hell...... Luca?" Robert spluttered.

"I feel it." Luca gasped, his fingers moving hard and steady along the curve of Robert's body--Right to his hip. "You. Reacted. To. Me."

"I...I......" Robert felt all the blood flush on his cheeks. He tried to keep calm, "I'm your commander. Office...no...here......" He panted for air.

However, Luca already started to undo his belt. Robert's pants tightened as if about to burst while stripped off. That made him flush even more. His brief outlined the massive cock. It was still leaking, clearly since the brief was white. Robert wanted to hide the wet spot, but it was spreading--FAST, and his legs were trembling. He hardly walked but stumbled backward, resting his butt on the desk. His pants remain scrolled at his knees.

Luca approached, gently. He unbuttoned Robert's shirt. Only one before sliding his arms on his shoulders. Leaning forward, he whispered at Robert's left ear, "Permission to cum, SIR."

That. Does. It.

Robert let out a quick breathe. He was completely solid. As Luca pricked his fingers into the last bit of shield, Robert pulled him closer and pressed his lips on Luca's. After thirty seconds or so, Robert said, teeth clenched, his eyes blaring on Luca's hoodie, and with deep huffs he did his best to cover, "Rip it off, NOW!"

He did, with a "Copy that.", and torn Robert's underwear and shirt as revenge. With the soaked piece of cloth dumped on the floor, Robert was at the very edge of the table, Luca riding astride. His jeans also lying with other clothing. So they both touched. Luca's above.

"Still wanna have your date, Commander?" he said. His face inches from Robert's.

"Oh, shut up, Luca." Robert muttered, "And you still call me commander?!"

"Don't call me Luca, Then. Call my name," he swallowed, "you want." The last two words almost like a whimper.

"Dominique?" Shook head. "Dom?" Another shook. Robert opened his mouth, but hesitated this time. Finally, he let out, "Miqie?" A small grin appeared on Luca's face.

"Auky. What are you gonna call me?" Robert asked.

"I think I'll just call you SIR." Before Robert could even open his mouth, Luca slid down and knelt on both knees. He opened Robert's legs wider, and plunged through.

"Wha--"Robert gaped as Luca held his cock in his mouth. The feeling of licks and swallows was impossible to let him stay still. Bits and pieces of moaning continued to splurt out. Throwing back his head, Robert's hands clasped on the edge of the table. His nuckles were white. "No...no......ooh......" Then it came. A splint second when he had absolutely no idea about nothing. Like being strucked by pure white lightning. The sound of Luca choking and coughing flashed him back into reality.

"Are you ok?" Robert knelt down, too. "Spit it out! Don't--"

Luca gestured for him to stop. After a while, he looked up and beamed at Robert. Then, all of a sudden, Luca pressed him on the ground. "God you taste good." he murmured, and kissed Robert on the forehead. At last, lay down beside him.

"You know this is wierd, right?" Robert said as he held Luca's hand tight.

"You mean lying naked on your dirty office floor with you?" He laughed a little and added, "Sir."

"Ah, Miqie. Don't call me that. Next time when somebody else......" he sighed, "How are you supposed to listen to my command on the field after you sucked me?"

"I will." said Luca promptly, kissing Robert on the cheek. "And the only reason I call you sir is that...... You always act so...so serious and...I don't no if it's ok to call you, well......Bobby?"

Robert blinked and broke into the "what kind of dumb question are you asking" smile, "You just made me cum, and now you're asking if you can call me Bobby? Of course!" Then he added, "Oh, but if you dare use it in front of other officers, I'll kick your ass myself."

"Copy that, Commander Robert BOBBY Hicks." Luca placed his hand on Robert's chest. Robert covered it with his own and guided it to his heart. The low thumping sound made both of them quiet for a few minutes.

Then Robert Broke the silence, "I don't think I can kick your ass. I love you too much."

"Me, too."

The sun turned orange and casted through the frosted glass, while Robert and Luca got up, ready to go home.

WARNING 18+ writing!

"Hey, Hicks wants you in the office." Hondo said while grabbing things from his locker.

"Why?" Luca turned around and asked. The case? S.W.A.T. duty? or because he didn't have a swing with him last weekend? He missed Bobby--His spanky butt that needed a fit of hard rubbing, how he blushes everytime, and his wanting eyes. But mostly, Luca got Commander Hicks instead--The man who always tells everyone that he's fine. There was a shield that Robert wouldn't let down easily, and it was more than clothes.

Hondo shrugged as a reply, leaving Luca striding toward the office.

He stood at the door. Hesitated, then opened it. The man inside was hands-crossed, staring at the wall. He spun around when hearing Luca come in, opened his mouth, closed it and bit his lips. At last, Robert squeezed out his voice, "Luca."

Not Miqie. Luca's heart sank. It was business. "What's going on?" he asked.

"It's about the-- Ah!" Robert suddenly thrusted his words in frustration. He looked Luca right in the eye, like studying him. Luca stared back, not only with bewilderness but also concern. He stepped forward and spoke gently, "Is everything ok, ......Bobby?"

"Yes, ye--No." Robert's head shook. He rubbed on his forehead, and said quietly, "No, I'm...I...... Oh, this is stupid."

"Try me." said Luca, hands already on Robert's waist.

"I'm jealous." he splurted out, "That's it. You're always so......nice to everybody, and......" he stopped and hung his head.

Luca hugged him and gave him a kiss on the neck. "Auh, Bobby. You really are stupid. I AM nice to everyone, but you...YOU are different. I love you, and it's ok to tell me you're not ok. Being in your team doesn't mean you can't be......weak in front of me."

"Hmmm." Robert hugged him tighter. It was no idea to know if he really had Luca's words in mind, or he just let it pass because he'd heard it from a lot more people and refused to listen.

He decided to change the subject, "I...I wanna cum. I know we have work. Only a sec." Luca obeyed and turned around. The belt of his Bobby clanged as Luca zipped his own pants. He wasn't a fan of being launched, and Robert's size didn't help, either. But it felt REALLY good to be held in Bobby's hand. He WAS fantastic.

Soon, they were in position. Luca's walls were wet, making it easier to feel the cock right back. "Stay liquid, Miqie." he whispered. Then went in.

"Oh! Whoa...ooh......huh......hmmm...mmmm......" he was moaning, trying to adapt.

"That's it, baby. I like it. Hmm...oh......Miqie!"

When it came.

The desk formed a half-white stream and it dribled down the edge. Robert pulled out carefully, still gasping for air. He bent down and licked. Sipping soon turned into lapping.

Finally, he straightened, faced Luca with satisfied eyes and said, "Let's get back on duty."

Luca sighed, "Yes, sir."

"Oh, and," Robert called to his back, "I need some tissues."

warning! 18+ writing, including : licking, sucking, handcuffing

What am I going to play today? Robert thought. It had been a couple days since he did SOMETHING with Luca. He hated to admit it, but Miqie was driving him mad. He wanted to be pressed on and conquered and sucked. God! Even thinking that made Robert red on the ears, and maybe a little angry at himself. But maybe it was that wanting that made him in love with a man. He'd been BOSS for over half of his life--No matter as commander, husband or father, or simply just being the one older. Robert never had a chance to cry on someone's shoulders. HE was the shoulders. Now, he could be Bobby.

He sat on the office chair, stroking his white hair. "How can I suprise Miqie?" whispered Robert. Of course, it didn't mean he was lazy at work. The suspect of the last case was cuffed, and-- Wait! "Handcuffs!" Why didn't he get the idea earlier!? Anyways, handcuffs......

Luca wasn't in a good mood, but he didn't want to let it show. He just saw Street sniggering at a picture that showed young Hicks without his top, and with muscles and all that. He hated to admit it, but he was jealous. That was HIS Bobby, not some model for everyone to watch. And the way Robert reacted when he caught Street right in action? He was so......calm. Luca wanted to see through the eyes of Commander Hicks, but with a gun on hand, Hicks had to be Hicks.

"Hey." The door of the locker room opened. It was Deacon. "You ok, Luca?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Luca quickly shook out of his thoughts. "Why?" He WAS kind of afraid that the relationship between him and Robert being discovered. Luca wasn't uneasy to expose the fact that he was dating a man much older than he was, but that the man was his commander? No way. Especially someone so trusted and respectful as Robert Hicks. He would never forgive himself if Bobby was laughed at or worse, disgusted because of him.

"Nothing, just feeling you're a bit out of shape...... Old daddy's imagination, I guess." Deacon chuckled. "Oh, speaking of this," he suddenly looked concerned, "I swear there's something going on with Hicks."

"I have the same feeling." Hondo cut in, a towel still hanging on his right shoulder. "I know he always have this poker face on, but seems like he's worried about something, hard." he brushed on his bold head and said, "I'll go and check on him later. Hope he's fine."

"I'll go. I'm leaving soon, anyway." Luca said casually as two pairs of eyes shot on him, and swung his pack on.

What is Bobby going through? Luca paced in front of the office door. There had been thousands of times for him to be at the spot. Knockingor plunging through. To have a report, a word, or for thrilling but forbidden stuff because they were seeing each other. But none of that had he felt so worried for the man inside.

Luca raised his fist and knocked. "Can I come in, Bobb--Commander?" He remembered the first time he knew Bobby was also into him. He was concerned about him then, but it turned out fine--better than fine, actually. Perhaps this time would turn up as good.

"Come in." He even sounds cheerful, thought Luca. He relaxed a little, and turned the door knob.

A few minutes ago, on the other side of the door, Robert was busy. It'd been years since he felt excited about handcuffs. "Well, I mean, this is practically a different level." he said to himself.

Scanning his desk, Robert caught eyes on the "Men of the Year" calender of 1979. It was still on September, where Street flipped it. He stared into the eyes of himself in the picture, young and fit. He stayed fit, but young? He made the left edge of his lips tilt a little, looking like a smile. But the eyes told another story as Robert gazed out, far away and thinking grey.

He was startled when knocking broke the silence, and stood up, grabbing the handcuffs as Luca spoke. Forget about I'm OLD or whatever bullshit! I've got a boyfriend. Robert tiptoed to the door quickly, trying very much to hold a grin. "Come in." he said, waiting.

"What! Bobby? What are…what do you think you're doing!" Luca gasped as he was greeted by a big hug, or technically, a hard press on the wall. He struggled as he heard metal clanging and yelled, "Fuck, Bobby. LET GO!" He stumbled as the strength on him vanished completely. When he managed to lean against the wall, Luca spotted a glint of light reflected from the handcuffs. Confused, he looked up to meet Robert's eyes, and was stunned to find them in tears.

Before he could say or do anything, Robert spoke, "I'm sorry……I'm…I'm sorry. I just thought we could…play, but……" He tried to blink of the tears, but a drop rolled down instead. He wiped it off, still stammering, "I, I didn't know, you don't like it." Then, a pair of arms wrapped around him. Bobby buried his face in the T-shirt and breathed deeply. "I'm sorry." His voice was muffled, like a whimper.

"It's ok. It really is." said Luca, smoothing Robert's back. "I was just…spooked out. That's all. But the idea's great! Come on, do you wanna do it? or do you want me to do the job?" He pretended to talk to a walkie-talkie, "Suspect Bobby Hicks arrested for heart stealing."

Laughter spilled out, and Robert asked, "What's the punishment?" Hands already reaching out, hoping.

Handcuffs clicked. Luca guided him to the chair. Before sitting, he started on his belt, then pants, finally brief. It was always white. Hicks was a steady person--Same clothes, same tie, same brief. He liked it. Luca kissed the place where the glans should be, and pryed his fingers into the fabric. It was huge. Despite how many times he saw it, Luca couldn't help being in awe. Robert sat, and Luca licked the sensitive part beneath his cock. It became small sucks while whining leaked out with liquid.

When Bobby was almost solid, Luca began to focus on the cock itself. He was licking as Robert suddenly said, panting, "There...there are footsteps......outside."

Luca pricked his ears up, in time to pick up Hondo's voice, "Commander, can I have a word?" Good timing, he thought. "Call him off, Bobby." After that, he gave a big suck.

Robert gasped and leaned forward. Normally, he would grasp on Miqie's shoulder, but cuffed on, he couldn't. Instead, Bobby couldn't help but to fix Miqie with pleading eyes.

"Let, let him in. Maybe he has something, important." Robert straightened his voice. The commander inside his brain was trying to get out.

"But you're still CUFFED and--" Luca stared at his face in disbelief, but the eyes staring back were serious. Business mode. Luca started to stand up, still in dismay and very unsatisfied. He couldn't believe his work was cut for this.

"Commander?" Hondo called again, concern stired in.

Robert shoved on Luca's head, which was rude enough and he'd never done it before. However, this was emergency time. "Get under the desk!" he ordered, "And pull my chair close."

"What--" Luca started, but soon interrupted. "I said GET UNDER THE DESK!" Robert hissed.

"Come in, Hondo." Robert said, when they both were in position.

Hondo stepped in. What's going on? he wondered. He studied theman sitting a feet or two in front. Hicks seemed normal. Just a little...alerted or...nervous? Hondo wanted to take a closer look, but Hicks already spoke, "What brings you here?"

"I'm worried about you." Hondo admitted, "The case is closed, but you didn't seemed to be relieved. Luca said he'd check on you, but I still couldn't let it down. Are you ok, sir?"

To his suprise, Hicks chuckled, "I'm fine, Hon--" When Hondo realized it, Hicks was choking. He coughed so hard that his face was red.

"Are you ok?" Hondo took a step, frowning. But Hicks suddenly shouted, "No, no, no!" Hondo stopped quickly as Hicks said,"I mean, yes! And Luca DID come over. I appreciate you both, but I'm ok. If I'm tougher than usual, that would be......personal stuff." he took a breathe and contunued, "If that's all, you can leave. Don't worry."

"Actually," Hondo hesitated, then said, "I wanna talk to you about Luca."

Beneath the table, Luca was far from fine. He was half-disapointed, half-angry. He stucked his dull look on the cock hanging an inch or two in front, and swallowed. I want him, Luca's desire illuminated clearly in all of a sudden. He put his palms on Bobby's knees. Then held the cock in his mouth, rinsed, and gave it a deep throat swallow. He heard Bobby whined above, but used a fit of coughing to cover it. Victory washed over Luca as he pulled away, then began licking the tip that had gone red.

He was positive that Robert wouldn't dare to kick him, in case he made noise. Then, Luca caught a few words, "If I'm tougher than usual, that would be......personal stuff." At the same time, Bobby nudged him with his left knee, gently. While also clasping his hands, like he was trying to hold something. Luca immediately grabbed on, warmth flooding in. He started to think about things he didn't really put his mind on before--While most people separate personal life from work, Robert accepted him as boyfriend. Why'd he do that? It must be tough for him to switch between two characters but facing the same person, Luca thought. And to stand that Luca may be called out and never come back? Even worse. Then it struck Luca that it'd been for some time not driving Black Betty. Was Robert behind this? Luca was combing through it all, when he caught his name.

"What about him?" asked Robert. His whole back was damp from sweat. I don't think I can survive through this, Robert thought, I'm going to have a heart attack.

The fingertips of both Hondo's hands touched, finger to finger. Like he always did when talking about something he really cares about. "Are you benching Luca?" said Hondo, "He wasn't with us in the last case, and the one before that. I don't see why he shouldn't be, in any way. I understand you may have your own reasons, Commander, but rumors are flying around about you and...... Well, those are some things none of us can control."

Damn! No less than five times a day did Robert question himself, why did he offer to mix up his relationship with business. Deep down, he knew he had the answer--S.W.A.T. was his life. This wasn't something any old lady or man could understand, not even his doctor. Only someone on his team would let him reveal how much presure he carried. Of course, Luca's kindness was a point. But things got out of hand. Robert was scared. Indeed, he benched Luca, but not because of Luca's problems, it was himself.

"You're right." Robert searched for surpriseness in Hondo's eyes. He was just listening. "There's, no reason for me, to bench Luca. I'll make sure he's treated properly in the future. Hondo, you have my word. Now, go home. That's an order."

Hondo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to protest. Instead, he said, "Copy that, Commander." And left.

Luca crawled out and stood face to face with Robert. He, still cuffed on and hanging his cock. "I'm sorry I benched you." Robert said, with a sigh. "I'm sorry I sucked you." Luca replyed. Robert tried to speak, but Luca kept on going, "And I'm sorry that I didn't care for you more. How hard it must have been for you to--" He didn't finish because Robert kissed him, real and hard.

"It IS tough sometimes, and sometimes I can't bare it, but......I'm happy to have you."

"I love you, too." Luca murmured. He eyed the handcuffs and said, eyes glinting, "Now, ready to play?"