Series Title: Partners In Crime
Chapter Title: Taking Chances
Prompts: Badge, working out
Rating: Adult Rated
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing!
Spoilers/Warnings: None as it's AU. Story contains scenes and language of a sexual nature. This is a future instalment in my 'Partners In Crime' series. Please note, the series isn't being written in order.
Summary: It was late and except for the two of them the place was empty. Their shift had ended over an hour ago but instead of heading home like he'd wanted to, he'd been stuck at his desk finishing off some paperwork. The elevator was still out so he had to use the stairs to get down to the underground parking lot and it was as he passed the gym that he caught a glimpse of her.
Author's Notes: This has been written for Porn Battle XII (The Dirty Dozen).
Entering the gym located on the lower ground floor of the Tree Hill Police Department, Nathan Scott stood and watched his partner pounding the treadmill for several minutes before he closed the heavy metal door behind him. It was late and except for the two of them the place was empty. Their shift had ended over an hour ago but instead of heading home like he'd wanted to, he'd been stuck at his desk finishing off some paperwork. The elevator was still out so he had to use the stairs to get down to the underground parking lot and it was as he passed the gym that he caught a glimpse of her.
“Don't you have a home to go to, James?” he teased, admiring the rear view of her curvaceous form in the black yoga pants and matching vest top she was wearing.
The familiar voice startled Haley and turning her head to the side where he was standing, she gave him a pointed glare. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought I'd have a workout before I go home,” Nathan told her.
“You're not exactly dressed for it,” she pointed out, gesturing to his current attire which consisted of black jeans and a lightweight navy blue sweater; his badge still firmly fixed to his belt. The fact he wore it there instead of around his neck like she and most of their colleagues did was another one of her bugbears when it came to him. It was like he was deliberately trying to draw her eyes to his pants. Ass!
Smirking at her, he replied, “I wasn't referring to that kind of workout.”
She felt her entire body heat up and knew her face was probably bright red. “Nathan,” she said, sighing. “I told you... that can't happen again. It was a mistake.”
“It didn't feel like a mistake.” Closing the distance between them, he placed his hand on the side of the treadmill where hers were resting and he brushed his pinkie finger against her skin.
“That's not the point. If the Chief ever found out...” She sighed again. “Look, you know the rules; no fraternization between work colleagues. What happened between us before... it was just a reaction to the case we were working on. You know, heightened emotions, dangerous situations... it just spilled over that night.”
“Right.” Nathan nodded and glanced away for a moment before fixing his gaze on her face once more. “So you haven't given it any thought since that night?” Her deepening blush gave him all the answer he needed.
“I've got to go,” she mumbled, stepping down off of the machine and grabbing her towel which she'd hung over its side.
“Don't, just don't, Nathan. You need to let it go.”
“And what if I can't?”
Haley opened her mouth to reply but no words came out so she snapped it shut and turned to leave. Before she could get too far, his hand was clamped around her wrist and he was whirling her back around to face him. His kiss was hot and hungry, his lips and tongue insistent. She tried to push him away but her traitorous arms slid up his chest and wound themselves around his neck. “We c-can't do this,” she managed to whisper when the kiss had eventually ended. Nathan didn't let up though. He kissed his way down her throat until he arrived at the base of her neck and began sucking furiously on it. Her legs felt like jelly and if it wasn't for him holding her up she was sure they would have buckled.
Nathan's hands roamed all over her body; it was like he didn't know where or what to touch first. Slipping his fingers beneath the hem of her top, he pushed it upwards as he caressed her warm, baby soft skin. He didn't know what it was about her but ever since they'd first met... she set him off-kilter. Everyone in the department loved her and thought the world of her and maybe that was why he'd deliberately gone out of his way to rile her up. Seeing her deep brown eyes spark with anger and irritation... it somehow made him feel better but he couldn't deny that at the same time it was a total turn on.
Their last big case – the murder of a young wife and mother – had been a hard one for the entire team but it had hit especially close to home for his partner as the victim had been an old school friend of hers. For the first time since they'd been partnered up, Nathan got a clearer picture of Haley James and started to see what everyone else already did.
Once they had found the killer – who turned out to be a guy who'd once worked with the victim's husband – and subsequently wrapped the case, Nathan had driven over to his partner's apartment. He knew he probably shouldn't have but when she had decided against going to the bar with him and the rest of the team after their shift, he'd found himself worrying about her and wanting to check that she was okay.
That was the night that everything had changed between them.
One minute they had been arguing with Haley telling him she didn't need him watching out for her and the next thing he knew she was pinning him up against the nearest fall and kissing the hell out of him. The fucking had been fast, frantic and furious and he'd ended up with bruises in some very interesting places but he wasn't complaining.
That night had been one of the best of his life.
He thought Haley felt the same way until she returned to her cool and collected demeanour and kicked him out in the early hours of the morning.
“Oh God... you have to stop... we have to stop,” Haley told him, her voice breaking into his thoughts and bringing him back into the present. Even as she said the words though, her hands were pulling at his belt and her fingers were then working on unfastening his pants.
“I don't think you really wanna stop,” he quipped, grabbing the hem of his sweater and pulling it up and over his head in one swift movement.
“I hate you!”
“Yeah, but it doesn't stop you wanting to get in my pants, now does it?”
She tried to bite back the smile she felt forming on her face but was unsuccessful. “If the Chief finds out...” she trailed off.
“He won't,” he promised, hoping it was true. He'd thought his boss back in LA was bad, but he knew the ass chewing he'd get from Chief Durham would be a million times worse than anything he'd ever experienced if he ever found out about him and Haley being more than partners.
Nathan watched as she walked over to the windowless door and bolted it. Luckily, no surveillance cameras were installed in the gym and he said a silent prayer of thanks. When she was close enough, he took her hand in his and led her over to the exercise mats and they stood there awkwardly for what felt like an eternity but, in reality, was probably just a few seconds. Her fingers toyed with the edge of her vest top and his eyes darkened when she removed it, revealing her white and blue sports bra.
Taking a step forward, he sealed his mouth over hers as his hands reached behind her back and popped the clasp before drawing the fabric away from her body. Splaying his palms in the centre of her back, he coaxed her forward and he grunted at the feel of her bare breasts and diamond hard little nipples pressing into his chest.
They were practically swallowing each other whole by the time they were both completely naked and within moments he had her lying flat on her back with the length of his body pressed flush against hers.
“Nathan,” she half-whispered, half-moaned.
“You feel so good,” he whispered back, “I've wanted to do this again for so long.” Kissing his way south, he kept his eyes locked on hers as he sucked one of her dusky rose nipples into his mouth; swirling his tongue around and around the sensitive nub before grazing it gently with his teeth.
“H-how long?” Haley couldn't help asking.
“Since the last time,” he told her before switching to her other breast and lavishing it with the same treatment. “It's all I've been able to think about.”
Her eyes snapped shut when the intensity of his stare became too much. They flew open several minutes later when she felt the flat of his tongue lick along the seam of her pussy, the tip of it flicking and then circling her clit. “Fuck!” Her fingers tightly gripped his thick, dark hair; effectively holding him in place as he continued orally worshipping her. The sensations he was creating within her were so strong that it didn't take much more for her to reach an earth shattering crescendo.
Her body was still thrumming when he kissed his way up her body, spending an inordinate amount of time on her breasts before reaching her mouth. Parting her lips, she accepted his tongue and could taste herself on it which seemed to spike her arousal even higher.
Taking himself in hand, Nathan placed his throbbing cock at her entrance and slowly sheathed himself inside of her. Leaning over her and bracing his weight on his forearms, he began thrusting in and out of her, his pace leisurely in comparison to the last time they had done this. His fingers dug into the mat they were lying on as he rocked his hips into hers.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, Haley met him thrust for thrust; her back arching up off the floor when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. When his mouth found hers, she mewled into it; her hands holding on tightly to his shoulders, her nails pressing into his smooth skin and leaving behind crescent moons.
Her second orgasm of the night was within her grasp when Nathan suddenly pulled out of her but before she could ask him what was wrong, he was flipping her over onto her stomach and pulling her up so that she was now on her elbows and knees. She gasped loudly when he plunged back into her and filled her with his entire length. She couldn't remember anything ever feeling this good.
Gripping her hips, Nathan pulled her back onto him as he rocked forward and it was taking everything in him not to tip over the edge too soon. The sight of her on all fours in front of him was, hands down, the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. Leaning forward, he wrapped his hand in her ponytail and gently tugged on it, telling her without words what he wanted.
As soon as she was up on her knees, his chest flush against her back, Haley felt his fingers on her clit and that was apparently all she needed to send her soaring again. Raising her arm, she curled it around his neck from behind and directed his mouth to hers. The fingers of her free hand joined his at the apex of her thighs and she encouraged him to keep rubbing the tiny bundle of nerves situated there and help prolong her orgasm. At the same time, she rhythmically flexed her feminine muscles around his shaft and just a few strokes later he joined her in a state of total mind-numbing bliss.
Collapsing forward onto the mat, they laid there in silence for long moments as they each fought to calm their breathing.
“That was so—”
“Wrong?” he cut in, having a pretty good idea of what she was about to say.
“Amazing,” she said quietly.
“I can feel you smirking,” Haley told him. Sliding herself out from under him, she shifted onto her side and looked at his amused face. “You're so damn cocky.”
“You should know,” he said lasciviously, chuckling softly at the rosy blush she now wore.
Turning serious, she said, “The Chief can never know about this, Nathan. If he finds out, then one of us will be transferred and it probably wouldn't be anywhere local.”
Nathan nodded. “Yeah, and we both know which one of us it'd be.”
Cupping his face, she rubbed her thumb along his cheekbone. “I'd take the fall. I was the one who started it, after all.”
“Maybe so but it could easily have been the other way around.”
Looking into his gorgeous blue eyes, Haley felt her heart race and inching that little bit closer, she raised her face just as he lowered his and they shared another sizzling kiss.
“What happens next?” he whispered into her ear.
“We need to get out of here before our luck runs out.”
“Okay,” he agreed, knowing she made a good point. “And then?”
“And then... you're coming home with me.”
Holding the back of her head, he brushed his lips over hers. “Is that so?”
“Uh huh... or we can go back to your place.”
“Either way sounds good... I just, I meant what happens next between us work-wise?”
“I know what you meant,” Haley replied, a quiet sigh escaping. “We need to be discreet... no funny business when we're on the clock. We make a good team, Nathan, and I don't want that to end just because we let our personal lives interfere with our professional ones. We know the stakes, especially where the Chief's concerned so we just... have to be careful.”
“Yeah,” he agreed. “So you want to give this,” he gestured with his finger between them, “a try, huh?”
“Yes,” she simply stated. The smile Nathan gave her in response threatened to split his face in two and she couldn't help but smile back. “C'mon, let's get out of here. If you're lucky, I'll make you my famous mac and cheese when we get back to my place.” Getting up from the floor, she began gathering her clothes. “Okay, you tidy up in here and unlock the door while I go grab a quick shower.”
“How 'bout I—”
“Now what did I just say about being discreet?” she quickly interrupted, having a pretty good idea as to what he'd been about to suggest.
“Okay, okay,” he laughed, putting his hands up.
Nathan watched her until she disappeared through the inner door which led to the showers before he went over to pick up his own clothing. After getting dressed, he ran his fingers through his hair and did his best to make it look halfway decent. Hopefully at this time of night they would be able to get away unseen and without anyone guessing what they might've been up to.
Being discreet had never been his strongest suit but he was willing to do whatever it took to keep Haley James in his life... and, of course, in his bed.