From Partner, To Lovers, to … Oh No. Back to Partners

God sat on the couch with his feet propped up on the ottoman. Day was stretched out down the length of the sofa with his head on a pillow in God’s lap. They had enjoyed a great dinner and both were beyond full. The action flick they’d decided on was now almost over.

Day turned and looked up into God’s eyes. He couldn’t stop the satisfied sigh that left his body when he felt a large calloused hand cover his cheek. He’d wanted this kind of attention from this man for so long and now that he had it, Day felt like he was a boy and it was Christmas morning. He smiled lazily at his partner. “You getting tired, babe?”

“Yeah. I know you’re not though,” God said continuing to stroke his cheek.

“You know I can’t go to sleep this early,” Day huffed.

“If you didn’t drink twenty cups of coffee a day, then maybe you could sleep. I think I’m going to cut your coffee intake by half, and see if that cures your self-inflicted insomnia,” God said, laughing at the horrific look on Day’s face and put his hands up in surrender. “Okay, forget I said that. Goodness.”

God dropped his smile and his usually vibrant green eyes shaded to a forest green, dark with lust. God let his hands trail down Day’s bare chest.

“Maybe I can think of another way to make you sleepy.”

Day’s back arched at the coarse touch of God’s hands.

“I’m game for suggestions,” Day murmured.

God pushed the ottoman out of the way so he could bring his legs down. He bent over and licked Day’s lips before letting his tongue dive in for a taste. Day moaned at the bitter taste of the two beers God had consumed while watching the movie. Day’s cock was already at full mast. God was so damn addictive to him, almost like his coffee. God sucked on his tongue like it was his cock and Day arched up again. His dick leaked in his jeans and he scrambled to free it from confinement. When his weeping cock hit the cool air Day hissed and stroked it a couple times before God caught both his hands and placed them over his head to rest on the arm of the couch.

Day grunted at the restriction. “I need.”

“I know what you need. Now leave them there,” God commanded.

God skimmed over Day’s erect nipples and twisted the barbell in one, then the other. He attacked Day’s mouth again and let his hand move down his muscled torso to his shaved pubic hair.

“I like that you trim these.” God scratched at the prickly stubble while he nibbled on Day’s bottom lip.

Day didn’t get a chance to respond because God wrapped his cock in his large palm. His hand fully closing over his girth, he began to slowly stroke him. God swiped at the precome on the third stroke and it made his rough hand glide easier on the hard steel.

“Oh fuck.” Day practically cried. God wasn’t trying to prolong this; he was pumping Day’s cock hard and fast. The squeeze and twist he gave his cockhead on every upstroke was fucking perfect. “Make me come.”

Day felt more so than heard the deep growl that God released into his gaping mouth, and Day’s orgasm hit him so hard all he managed was a split second of a hoarse shout. His mouth wide open in a silent yell, God licked all around and inside while milking every last drop from his dick before he stopped jacking him. Day hadn’t realized his back was bowed in a C-shape until he released his breath and dropped back down to the sofa’s cushion.

“Jesus Christ.” Day gasped. His chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes fluttered when God began to lick his fingers clean of Day’s come. “Shit, you’re gonna make me fucking come again doing that.”

Day pulled God’s fingers from his mouth and licked some of his own come off the thick digits. He leaned up and captured God’s mouth, groaning at the taste of himself. “Need to taste you now.”

Day loved God’s dick. He was sure God had very few, if any lovers that could swallow his full eight inches. Day would show off his talent for as long as the sexy man would let him.

He flipped over and tossed his pillow to the floor. He could see God’s hard dick bulging in his jeans. Nimble fingers undid the button and lowered the zipper. Day buried his face into God’s black briefs and took a long whiff of his man’s heady scent. He let God lift up and pull his pants and briefs down to his knees.

Just like God didn’t make him suffer, Day was happy to bestow the same courtesy. He swallowed all that hard goodness in one gulp and buried his face in the prickly hairs at the base of God’s cock. He felt God grab both sides of his head and he smiled inside. He wanted this man to come completely undone. Day wanted to satisfy him in every possible way so that he never had the urge to want for another… male or female.

Day pulled up slow and applied just the right amount of suction and teeth. He placed tiny nibbles on the full mushroom-capped head before diving down again. He could feel God’s strong thighs trembling with the need to thrust into his warm heat. Day pulled back again and licked God’s throbbing cock like it was a coffee flavored lollypop. He looked into his lover’s lust-filled eyes.

“Fuck my mouth, Cash. Do it hard too, don’t hold back.” Day didn’t wait for God’s answer. He opened his throat and dropped all the way back down on the hard shaft.

“Fuuuck,” was the long drawn-out groan Day heard as he felt God slouch down lower and spread his legs wider. The grip on Day’s head tightened to almost painful and God began to ram his cock down Day’s throat. Day squeezed his eyes shut, braced both hands under him, and took each punishing thrust. God’s hips were strong and unforgiving as he pushed Day’s head down with each upward drive.

“Take it all, Leo. Every. Fucking. Inch,” God growled between lunges.

Day was loving every second of this blowjob. God’s nasty talk had Day’s cock twitching and filling up again. A few seconds later, God’s thrusting became erratic, right before Day was rewarded with hot, salty come spurting down his throat. God held him down, not letting him move until he was completely spent. Day concentrated on breathing through his nose until God released him.

So motherfucking hot.

God unclenched his hands and began to stroke Day’s hair, letting him know it was all right to come up for more air. Day let God’s cock slip from his mouth and felt the big man jerk when it released with a pop.

“Damn, sweetheart. I had no idea you could take it like that,” God said, breathing heavily and pulling his pants back up.

Day pulled his jeans over his ass but left the button undone.

“I haven’t been able to let anyone do that in a very long time. I have a hard time trusting people,” Day admitted and wiped the moisture from around his mouth.

He stared into God’s eyes for several seconds and could see that the man believed him. God pulled him close and placed feather-soft kisses on his swollen mouth before releasing him. God stared at him trying to communicate with his eyes, but Day was having a hard time understanding this time. It was definitely something heavy that had his partner stressed.

God placed their foreheads together and let out a shaky breath before speaking. “Leo, I want you to stay right next to me tomorrow during the raid.”

Day frowned in confusion and felt God tighten the hold on his neck.

“I mean it, sweetheart. You stay right next to me the entire time.” God finally looked up into Day’s eyes.

Day gently pried God’s hand of his neck and kissed his palm before responding.

“I've had some pretty crazy thoughts about tomorrow too, babe. Been feeling like I wouldn’t survive if something happened to you out there. But I contemplated and decided that you are a damn good cop and an even better partner. We’ve watched each other’s backs going on five years. But you can’t start thinking I need you in the role of bodyguard instead of partner now that we’ve become lovers.”

Day dropped to his knees and kissed God’s hands again before trying a different approach, because God's scowl meant he wasn’t liking Day’s answer so far.

“You’re going to have to trust that I’m the same man and cop that I’ve always been. You’ve never doubted my ability or skills before, so if you want us to succeed as lovers and work partners, please don’t start now. As much as I’d love to ask you not to move from my side either, I’m not going to emasculate you like that. We are God and Day, and together we’ve taken down some of the baddest motherfuckers in this city, because we are lethal as a team.” Day sighed and rubbed his forehead tiredly. “But you can’t turn me into the bitch of our team and tell me to stay tucked under your arm. Because if Captain gets wind that we’re a couple and he feels it’s interfering with our work, either you or me will be reassigned to another precinct. Then I’d have to quit because I’m not trusting anyone else to do this job with me. Tomorrow we go out there together as God and Day and take this fucker down, then when it’s all over, we come home together as sweetheart and baby, and we celebrate with a nice hard fuck.” Day smiled broadly at God’s sexy grin and rose up to hug him. They embraced for a long time, neither wanting to let go. They both knew that tomorrow was going to be as real as it gets and one of them might not come back home.