Ruxs woke up feeling loved and sorer than he’d ever been in his life. He’d been thrown from two story windows, wrestled with five men at once, even been thrown from a speeding car, but nothing compared to the feel of your ass being fucked by a man that was heavily muscled and well endowed. He noticed he was in bed alone, but he smiled because he could smell the scent of cinnamon buns. Ruxs turned on his side, groaning at the aches. But damn if his man didn’t make him soar. He’d never felt that good before, never been that aroused or come so hard.

He slung his feet over the side of the bed and headed straight for the shower. He’d finished washing and had his hands braced on the wall while he let the steaming water beat against his neck and ass. He heard the door opening then the glass door of the shower sliding along the track.

“You feel okay?”

Ruxs turned around at the deep voice and looked at his gorgeous boyfriend. “Yeah. I’m good.”

“Liar. You been in here like twenty minutes.” Green chuckled in that sexy way he loved. “The tenderness doesn’t last long.”

“Good to know.” Ruxs leaned over and gave Green a wet kiss. Whispering into his mouth, “Last night was amazing.”

“You seemed like you enjoyed it.” Green licked at his mouth, his tongue tasting like cinnamon.

“I did. But I think I’ll be the top in this relationship.” Ruxs reached around with a dripping hand and grabbed Green’s ass, squeezing him through his lounge pants.

“That’s fine, not many could handle all this. Only the strongest survive,” Green said, grabbing his cock and balls.

Ruxs laughed hard, leaning in to bite Green on his neck. “You asshole.”

Green closed the shower door and Ruxs heard him taking a leak.

“I’m really looking forward to a lazy day on the couch, watching football with my favorite guys and eating any and all snacks in your cabinet.”

“Um, Babe.”

“Okay, okay, I promise to go grocery shopping with you this —”

“No. That’s not it. God wants us to come in. He has a development on a new case and I think he wants us on surveillance tonight,” Green told him while he washed his hands.

“Goddamnit!” Ruxs yelled turning off the water. “We should be allowed some personal time with our new son. You know… to bond and shit.”

Green laughed so hard Ruxs pushed him out of his way so he could get to the bedroom. “Shut up.”

“I’m just saying. That’s a pretty lame attempt at trying to get some time off. One, our bond with Curtis has been solid for years and two, there’s no such thing as time off with this job. Now hurry up and get dressed. I don’t want us to be the last ones to get there.”

Green walked through the parking lot with his guys. Since they were only going over the details of the case, he’d allowed Curtis to come along. They walked through the bullpen waving to the few officers that actually liked them.

“Uh oh. Here comes trouble,” their captain called out, making heads turn in their direction and laugh. If only he could shoot the captain the bird like he would anyone else that had said that stupid shit. He saw Ruxs raise his hands in a mock wave of appreciation. He wasn’t playing into it. Theirs was the most dangerous job in the APD.  It was held by a select few out of the whole damn force because of it. They were the men on the street, the first in and last out on a bust. They should be treated with more respect.

Green walked into their office and saw that they were indeed the last ones to get there.

“‘Bout damn time. I called you an hour ago,” God said, while leaning over Day sitting at his desk looking at some files.

Green sat down at his desk, not bothering with a response to that comment either. Curtis went over to Vickie’s desk and when she saw him she scooped him into a big hug, cradling his head to her cleavage.

Green chuckled at his son, since he looked like that was the last place he wanted to be. When Vickie finally let him go, he gave a few high-fives to the guys and settled in over by the IT team. He turned and saw Ruxs had made his way over to God and Day. Syn was propped up on the desk next to them looking at the scattered papers, a serious expression on his face. Whatever they were getting ready to work on didn’t look like it was going to be fun.

“Damn, God. It’s Sunday. This couldn’t wait until tomorrow morning? I had a whole day of football planned. Besides. I thought you rested on the Sabbath,” Ruxs said, laughing annoyingly at his own joke.

Great. Really, babe.

A few of the guys joined in, looking over in their lieutenants’ direction, but the laughter quickly skidded to an abrupt halt.

Green shook his head sadly when he saw God’s head slowly rise up to look at Ruxs. Sharp eyes boring into his partner.

God’s gruff voice could be heard clear across the office. “Ruxsberg. What the hell is the look on my face saying now?”

Syn gave a grunt of a laugh.

Ruxs shrugged.

“Day tell him what my face is saying.”

Day looked up from his papers and gave God’s face a split-second glance before his eyes went back down to what he was looking at. “His face says: get the fuck away from me.”

Syn laughed again as Ruxs looked at his bosses, annoyed.

“Day how the hell do you put up with God?”

“Yeah well, I’m still trying to get into heaven,” Day deadpanned.

God grumbled something to Day and turned back to Ruxs. “Do I have to say it again?” he barked.

Ruxs turned and walked back over to his desk.

“Happy now?” Green threw a pen cap at him. “If he wasn’t going to make us work tonight, he sure as fuck is now.”

They’d been sitting around their conference table for six and half hours going over their new assignment. It was another big one. Their office had received an anonymous tip that a nice-sized shipment was being brought in soon by one of the higher-up dealers in Midtown. The folder containing the tip included photos of the infamous ScottyD shaking hands with a man on what appeared to be a fishing boat at the West End Docks.

“So Ruxs and Green. I want you guys to start on surveillance first thing tomorrow. Watch Scotty, watch his boys. Get on the streets and get some people to talk.” Ruxs and Green talked amongst themselves while Syn gave his orders to the rest of the team.

“At least we don’t have to go tonight,” Green said tiredly. His ass was hurting from sitting so long.

“True. I think we have just enough time to catch the recap of all the games we missed today,” Ruxs whined.

Green gave his partner a hot and teasing look. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Damn right you will.” Ruxs winked.

“Alright,” God’s voice called over all the chatter. “Let’s get out of here for now.”

“Gladly,” Ruxs muttered.

They shut down their computers and locked up all their files. Ruxs and Green pulled on their coats and were moving to leave out the office with the others when he heard Day call their names. They stopped mid-stride, turning to face their lieutenants and sergeant.

“Ohhhh. Somebody’s in trouble,” Ro teased walking past.

Green stuck out his foot and tripped Ro, making him stumble into the door. “You act like a ten-year-old you’ll be treated like one, dipshit,” Green said drily, ignoring Ro’s middle finger as he walked back to his bosses’ desk.

God sat in his large chair, his hands steepled together, watching both of them.

“Sorry. Only Day has that talent. I can’t read what you’re thinking, God,” Ruxs said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Green sighed. He would never know why Ruxs had to run his mouth so much. He wondered if his partner had ever heard of the saying. “Don’t poke the bear.” He doubted it.

“Shut up, smartass. I’m thinking. Thinking about what I’ll do to you if you guys go out on assignment and cause a bunch of damage again. A fitting punishment,” God snarled. “We need this to go smooth.”

“Don’t need a shit-ton of your ruckus, Ruxs.” Day winked.

Ruxs looked at his lieutenant, bored. “Nice, Day. Did you come with that all by yourself? Will you be here all week with that act? I don’t want to miss —”

“Shut up,” Green hissed out the side of his mouth.

“One dollar of damage that wasn’t absolutely one hundred percent unavoidable and you guys will be on a two-week suspension.” Day stood glaring back at them. “How’s that for my last act?”

Ruxs puffed up to say something but Green quickly put his hand up, and thank the heavens, Ruxs didn’t speak what he’d been about to say.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll be cool. No need to even mention it again,” Green said spinning Ruxs in a one-eighty and moving them both out the door. As they made their way across the sparsely occupied bullpen late on a Sunday evening, Green gave his partner the side eye. Letting him know he wasn’t pleased with his mouth. If God, Day and Syn weren’t following a few feet behind, he would’ve thrown Ruxs in the bathroom and made his mouth pay for all the bullshit it just spouted.

When Ruxs looked his way, Green winked at him conspiratorially. He could wait until they got home to inflict his own punishment.

“Curtis hasn’t come back yet?” Ruxs said taking long strides down the hall. “How long does it take to eat a burger and fries?”

Green had sent Curtis out to grab dinner about an hour and a half ago. “He’s probably taking his time, thinking we were gonna be a while longer. We’ll just swing by —” Green stopped short as soon as he moved through the thick double doors at the parking lot exit of the precinct. The sight in front of him almost making him drop to his knees.

Ruxs gasped next to him, his throat making a sound like he’d just been punched in the gut by the world’s strongest man.

Jesus. Please. Green struggled to breathe while he tried to process the scene before him, tried to think like a cop, tried to quickly assess every possible exit strategy, hopefully Ruxs was doing the same. He didn’t move a muscle, nor did he turn and acknowledge when his lieutenants and his sergeant came out the doors next. The sounds of their conversation dying mid-sentence as they took in the scene in the parking lot.