Crackers in Bed
Title: Crackers in Bed
Author: deuxplumes: emmademarais & melissima
Pairing: Billy Cooper/Officer Hottie ( Mel's take on CHP Officer Morris)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Manhunt
Summary: Two snarky law-enforcement types plus one sleeve of saltines...
Author's note: Takes place some time after the events in the rest of the Officer Hottie 'verse. Neither of them is being mean to Charlie, promise.
Disclaimer: Not ours, but we make them look good.
"You're getting crumbs all over the place."
"Probably." Cari looked down at the sheets pooled in her lap. "Yup. Looks like it."
Billy picked up the remote control and pointed it. "I could change the channel if you don't put them away."
"But you won't." She slid another cracker into her mouth, crunching deliberately. "Nothing trumps John Wayne. You said it yourself."
"I said no movie could top a John Wayne." He snaked his hand under the sheet to pluck at the elastic of her panties. "But I could."
"Top John Wayne? Hate to break it to you hon, but I don't think old Marion swings that way."
Billy choked on his laughter. "That's not what I meant," he sputtered. "I just thought you might choose flesh and blood me over The Duke."
"Maybe, maybe not," she teased in a playful singsong tone. "I am a big fan you know."
His hand traveled over her hip and along her side. "I could cuff you," he said in his best bedroom voice. He felt her tremble slightly, unsure if it was from his suggestion or his fingers skating over ticklish ribs.
"You could try." Cari's evil grin sent a flash of arousal through Billy. He glanced around, but his jeans - with cuffs still attached - were all the way across the room, on the floor where he'd shed them as soon as Cari came in.
Cari finished off the partial sleeve of crackers she'd started with and before she could reach for the box to pull out another one Billy tossed them off the bed.
"What," he purred, pulling her down to lay beside him, "is it going to take to get you to stop eating crackers in my bed?"
Cari nestled in close, licking her way up his neck until she got to his ear. "Make..." she whispered. "Me..."
"What?" he breathed in anticipation.
"Popcorn."
Author: deuxplumes: emmademarais & melissima
Pairing: Billy Cooper/Officer Hottie ( Mel's take on CHP Officer Morris)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Manhunt
Summary: Two snarky law-enforcement types plus one sleeve of saltines...
Author's note: Takes place some time after the events in the rest of the Officer Hottie 'verse. Neither of them is being mean to Charlie, promise.
Disclaimer: Not ours, but we make them look good.
"You're getting crumbs all over the place."
"Probably." Cari looked down at the sheets pooled in her lap. "Yup. Looks like it."
Billy picked up the remote control and pointed it. "I could change the channel if you don't put them away."
"But you won't." She slid another cracker into her mouth, crunching deliberately. "Nothing trumps John Wayne. You said it yourself."
"I said no movie could top a John Wayne." He snaked his hand under the sheet to pluck at the elastic of her panties. "But I could."
"Top John Wayne? Hate to break it to you hon, but I don't think old Marion swings that way."
Billy choked on his laughter. "That's not what I meant," he sputtered. "I just thought you might choose flesh and blood me over The Duke."
"Maybe, maybe not," she teased in a playful singsong tone. "I am a big fan you know."
His hand traveled over her hip and along her side. "I could cuff you," he said in his best bedroom voice. He felt her tremble slightly, unsure if it was from his suggestion or his fingers skating over ticklish ribs.
"You could try." Cari's evil grin sent a flash of arousal through Billy. He glanced around, but his jeans - with cuffs still attached - were all the way across the room, on the floor where he'd shed them as soon as Cari came in.
Cari finished off the partial sleeve of crackers she'd started with and before she could reach for the box to pull out another one Billy tossed them off the bed.
"What," he purred, pulling her down to lay beside him, "is it going to take to get you to stop eating crackers in my bed?"
Cari nestled in close, licking her way up his neck until she got to his ear. "Make..." she whispered. "Me..."
"What?" he breathed in anticipation.
"Popcorn."