The Sentinel/General/First Encounter
Title: First Encounter
Fandom: The Sentinel
Characters: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Prompt: 072. Slow
Word Count: 1633
Rating: FRAO
Summary: Jim takes Blair home to his place.
Warnings: m/m pairing, some bad words
Author's Notes: I do not own The Sentinel or any of the characters. This was written for entertainment purposes only and no money was made from this endeavor. This is a sequel to The Cop and The Waiter
Table
First Encounter
Debbie
Just as he promised, Jim arrived back at Manny's after 10:30. He knocked on the locked front door and Blair saw him.
"Can I let him in, Manny? He wanted to come back and pick me up."
"That's fine, Blair."
Blair unlocked the door, letting Jim inside the restaurant. "I see you're punctual. C'mon in."
"I was in the Army before I became a police officer."
"Really? Somehow, your demeanor just screams 'military'! Have a seat, Jim. I'm almost finished here."
Jim sat down at one of the tables, where he had a perfect view of Blair as he walked around finishing the cleaning. He was content to watch Blair.
Blair knew without looking that Jim was watching him. He didn't mind that someone as well built as Jim Ellison was watching him. Even though Blair had male lovers before, he had never had anyone built like Jim. They tended to be more Blair's built. No doubt, Jim was a bottom, but that didn't bother Blair either.
He quickly finished his cleaning and took some things back to the kitchen area. "I'll be right back, man."
"That's fine."
Blair came back out a few minutes later. Jim looked up at him, his pale blue eyes once more devouring him.
Blair turned to face Manny. "I'm leaving now, Manny. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Have a great time, Blair."
Blair slipped on his jacket and walked over to Jim. "I'm ready."
"Yeah, you look like you're ready." Jim steered Blair towards the door and they walked outside.
Blair stopped when they were outside. "My car is parked in the back lot."
"I said I'd pick you up. I can bring you back here in the morning."
Blair stood there for a few minutes. "Sure. That's fine with me."
Jim put his arm around Blair's midsection and pulled him close. He led him over to a blue and white pickup truck and opened the passenger door, helping Blair inside and clicking on his seatbelt. Jim then closed the door and went over to the driver's side, getting in beside Blair. He fastened his seatbelt and moved his hand over to rest on Blair's thigh. He heard the sharp intake of breath and looked at Blair.
"It's okay, babe." Jim started the truck and drove them to his place.
Blair was silent the whole trip to Jim's place. But his mind was racing with how prudent it was for him to go with a man he had just met that evening. He knew for a fact that there were psychos and criminals who preyed on gay men. The counterargument for that was that Jim had told him he was a cop. Surely, a cop wouldn't take advantage or hurt someone. Plus, there was the fact that Jim had only said he was a cop, but he hadn't shown any identification indicating that he really was a cop. Blair stole a glance over at Jim driving, not wanting to believe that this gorgeous man could possibly hurt him. He saw Jim looking at him.
"What's going on in that brain of yours, Blair?" Jim had made his name sound so sexy with that low, baritone voice.
"Um… don't take this the wrong way, but I just met you. How am I supposed to believe what you told me?"
"Inside pocket of my jacket." When Blair just sat there, Jim reached over, picking up Blair's hand and guiding it to the pocket. "My badge is in the billfold there. And my gun is in the holster on my left side."
Blair pulled out the billfold and opened it. It was indeed a badge, identifying James J. Ellison as a detective with the Cascade Police Department. Blair held the badge, running his finger over the ridges on the badge. "I'm sorry… Jim. I didn't mean to -"
"It's okay, Blair. It's nice to know you're careful. Believe me, though, the last thing I want to do, is to hurt you, babe."
Blair smiled. He reached over, replacing the badge into the jacket pocket. He leaned closer and planted a first soft kiss on Jim's right cheek.
Jim got them to the address of his place and helped Blair out of the truck, holding onto him as before. Blair looked around the place.
"All of this yours?"
Jim laughed. "No. I have a loft apartment on the third floor. Let's hope the elevator is working." Jim pressed the button for the elevator. It soon reached the first floor. Jim pulled Blair inside the elevator and hit three. He then pulled Blair into his arms and kissed him on the lips.
At first, Blair was shocked. Then he started participating in the kiss. Soon, Jim's tongue was demanding entrance into Blair's mouth and Blair opened his mouth to allow the tongue inside and he moved his tongue into Jim's mouth, exploring.
All of a sudden, the elevator jerked to a stop and Jim and Blair separated. Blair was breathing hard, looking at Jim with lust in his eyes. Jim loved the slightly disheveled look.
"That was just the elevator. It's old and sometimes it can be a real jolt. My apartment is at the end of the hall."
Jim practically dragged Blair down the hall, hastily pulling out his keys to unlock the door. He leaned in for another kiss while he was unlocking the door. Blair participated in this one from the beginning. Jim smiled and helped Blair inside the apartment, closing the door with his foot.
Blair broke off the kiss. He wiggled his way out of Jim's embrace. "It's not that I don't love this, Jim, but it's going a little fast. Can we slow down a little? So we can get to know each other?"
"It's fine, babe. Let me give you a tour of the place and then maybe we can snuggle on the couch."
Jim gave Blair a tour of the apartment, which didn't take very long, as the place wasn't that big. They ended upstairs in Jim's bedroom.
"That's a big bed for one man."
"Well, if things go well, it could be for two."
Blair smiled and walked over to hug Jim. "I've never met a cop that was so beautiful."
Jim led Blair back downstairs and over to the couch. He sat Blair down and looked at him. "Can I get you something?"
"A beer would be nice."
"Two beers coming up. I'll be right back."
Blair watched Jim as he walked over to the kitchen area and bent over to retrieve two beers from the refrigerator. It was a very tempting sight. Jim came back towards the living room, the same mesmerizing smile on his face. He handed Blair the beer and their hands touched again. Then Jim sat down beside Blair on the couch.
"So, why don't you tell me what you do when you're not working at Manny's?"
Blair took a swig of the beer, and avoided looking at Jim. "I'm a graduate student at Rainier. I'm going for my doctorate."
"Your doctorate? How can that be? How old are you?"
"I just turned 27. You want to see my driver's license?"
"No, I believe you. But you look too young to be going for your doctorate."
"Well, some of that has to do with the fact that I started at the university when I was 16."
"I like the idea of a younger man."
"How old are you, Jim?"
"I'm 39."
"You know, I've never been with an older man before. But it excites the hell out of me." Blair took another swig of his beer, finishing off the bottle.
Jim took the bottle from Blair and placed it on the table in front of the couch. He placed his bottle beside Blair's and then knelt on the floor in front of Blair. Jim reached out and cupped Blair's growing erection through Blair's pants.
"I think I need to free this. Do you mind?"
"No." Blair whispered the word as he watched Jim undo his pants and pull them down to his ankles.
Next were his briefs and his cock bobbed free, level with Jim's mouth. "I think it's time for dessert."
Jim took the tip of Blair's cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around, increasing the pleasure Blair was experiencing. Jim looked up at Blair's face, noticing the young man was lying back against the couch, letting the sensations wash over him. Jim took more of the cock inside his mouth, making sure he licked underneath.
All of a sudden, Blair was a participant in the action, trying to push more of his cock down Jim's throat. Jim placed his hands on Blair's thighs, stilling the movements. He could feel Blair was about to come so he increased the friction against Blair's cock. Blair shot his load down Jim's throat and Jim swallowed it all.
Jim licked Blair clean after the explosion and then moved up to sit beside Blair on the couch. He kissed the younger man, giving him a taste of himself. Blair sucked on Jim's tongue, fascinated by the flavor of himself along with Jim.
After a few minutes, Blair knelt down on the floor in front of Jim and reciprocated, building up the anticipation until Jim erupted deep in Blair's mouth. Blair was able to swallow all of Jim's cum and gave him a taste of himself afterwards.
Both men were sated, but Jim got Blair to his feet and urged him upstairs to the bedroom. He undressed Blair and laid him in the bed, got undressed himself and slid into the bed beside Blair, pulling the young man against his chest as Jim spooned up behind him.
"Thank you." Blair's voice was a little rough and whispered.
"Go to sleep, babe."
Fandom: The Sentinel
Characters: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Prompt: 072. Slow
Word Count: 1633
Rating: FRAO
Summary: Jim takes Blair home to his place.
Warnings: m/m pairing, some bad words
Author's Notes: I do not own The Sentinel or any of the characters. This was written for entertainment purposes only and no money was made from this endeavor. This is a sequel to The Cop and The Waiter
Table
First Encounter
Debbie
Just as he promised, Jim arrived back at Manny's after 10:30. He knocked on the locked front door and Blair saw him.
"Can I let him in, Manny? He wanted to come back and pick me up."
"That's fine, Blair."
Blair unlocked the door, letting Jim inside the restaurant. "I see you're punctual. C'mon in."
"I was in the Army before I became a police officer."
"Really? Somehow, your demeanor just screams 'military'! Have a seat, Jim. I'm almost finished here."
Jim sat down at one of the tables, where he had a perfect view of Blair as he walked around finishing the cleaning. He was content to watch Blair.
Blair knew without looking that Jim was watching him. He didn't mind that someone as well built as Jim Ellison was watching him. Even though Blair had male lovers before, he had never had anyone built like Jim. They tended to be more Blair's built. No doubt, Jim was a bottom, but that didn't bother Blair either.
He quickly finished his cleaning and took some things back to the kitchen area. "I'll be right back, man."
"That's fine."
Blair came back out a few minutes later. Jim looked up at him, his pale blue eyes once more devouring him.
Blair turned to face Manny. "I'm leaving now, Manny. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Have a great time, Blair."
Blair slipped on his jacket and walked over to Jim. "I'm ready."
"Yeah, you look like you're ready." Jim steered Blair towards the door and they walked outside.
Blair stopped when they were outside. "My car is parked in the back lot."
"I said I'd pick you up. I can bring you back here in the morning."
Blair stood there for a few minutes. "Sure. That's fine with me."
Jim put his arm around Blair's midsection and pulled him close. He led him over to a blue and white pickup truck and opened the passenger door, helping Blair inside and clicking on his seatbelt. Jim then closed the door and went over to the driver's side, getting in beside Blair. He fastened his seatbelt and moved his hand over to rest on Blair's thigh. He heard the sharp intake of breath and looked at Blair.
"It's okay, babe." Jim started the truck and drove them to his place.
Blair was silent the whole trip to Jim's place. But his mind was racing with how prudent it was for him to go with a man he had just met that evening. He knew for a fact that there were psychos and criminals who preyed on gay men. The counterargument for that was that Jim had told him he was a cop. Surely, a cop wouldn't take advantage or hurt someone. Plus, there was the fact that Jim had only said he was a cop, but he hadn't shown any identification indicating that he really was a cop. Blair stole a glance over at Jim driving, not wanting to believe that this gorgeous man could possibly hurt him. He saw Jim looking at him.
"What's going on in that brain of yours, Blair?" Jim had made his name sound so sexy with that low, baritone voice.
"Um… don't take this the wrong way, but I just met you. How am I supposed to believe what you told me?"
"Inside pocket of my jacket." When Blair just sat there, Jim reached over, picking up Blair's hand and guiding it to the pocket. "My badge is in the billfold there. And my gun is in the holster on my left side."
Blair pulled out the billfold and opened it. It was indeed a badge, identifying James J. Ellison as a detective with the Cascade Police Department. Blair held the badge, running his finger over the ridges on the badge. "I'm sorry… Jim. I didn't mean to -"
"It's okay, Blair. It's nice to know you're careful. Believe me, though, the last thing I want to do, is to hurt you, babe."
Blair smiled. He reached over, replacing the badge into the jacket pocket. He leaned closer and planted a first soft kiss on Jim's right cheek.
Jim got them to the address of his place and helped Blair out of the truck, holding onto him as before. Blair looked around the place.
"All of this yours?"
Jim laughed. "No. I have a loft apartment on the third floor. Let's hope the elevator is working." Jim pressed the button for the elevator. It soon reached the first floor. Jim pulled Blair inside the elevator and hit three. He then pulled Blair into his arms and kissed him on the lips.
At first, Blair was shocked. Then he started participating in the kiss. Soon, Jim's tongue was demanding entrance into Blair's mouth and Blair opened his mouth to allow the tongue inside and he moved his tongue into Jim's mouth, exploring.
All of a sudden, the elevator jerked to a stop and Jim and Blair separated. Blair was breathing hard, looking at Jim with lust in his eyes. Jim loved the slightly disheveled look.
"That was just the elevator. It's old and sometimes it can be a real jolt. My apartment is at the end of the hall."
Jim practically dragged Blair down the hall, hastily pulling out his keys to unlock the door. He leaned in for another kiss while he was unlocking the door. Blair participated in this one from the beginning. Jim smiled and helped Blair inside the apartment, closing the door with his foot.
Blair broke off the kiss. He wiggled his way out of Jim's embrace. "It's not that I don't love this, Jim, but it's going a little fast. Can we slow down a little? So we can get to know each other?"
"It's fine, babe. Let me give you a tour of the place and then maybe we can snuggle on the couch."
Jim gave Blair a tour of the apartment, which didn't take very long, as the place wasn't that big. They ended upstairs in Jim's bedroom.
"That's a big bed for one man."
"Well, if things go well, it could be for two."
Blair smiled and walked over to hug Jim. "I've never met a cop that was so beautiful."
Jim led Blair back downstairs and over to the couch. He sat Blair down and looked at him. "Can I get you something?"
"A beer would be nice."
"Two beers coming up. I'll be right back."
Blair watched Jim as he walked over to the kitchen area and bent over to retrieve two beers from the refrigerator. It was a very tempting sight. Jim came back towards the living room, the same mesmerizing smile on his face. He handed Blair the beer and their hands touched again. Then Jim sat down beside Blair on the couch.
"So, why don't you tell me what you do when you're not working at Manny's?"
Blair took a swig of the beer, and avoided looking at Jim. "I'm a graduate student at Rainier. I'm going for my doctorate."
"Your doctorate? How can that be? How old are you?"
"I just turned 27. You want to see my driver's license?"
"No, I believe you. But you look too young to be going for your doctorate."
"Well, some of that has to do with the fact that I started at the university when I was 16."
"I like the idea of a younger man."
"How old are you, Jim?"
"I'm 39."
"You know, I've never been with an older man before. But it excites the hell out of me." Blair took another swig of his beer, finishing off the bottle.
Jim took the bottle from Blair and placed it on the table in front of the couch. He placed his bottle beside Blair's and then knelt on the floor in front of Blair. Jim reached out and cupped Blair's growing erection through Blair's pants.
"I think I need to free this. Do you mind?"
"No." Blair whispered the word as he watched Jim undo his pants and pull them down to his ankles.
Next were his briefs and his cock bobbed free, level with Jim's mouth. "I think it's time for dessert."
Jim took the tip of Blair's cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around, increasing the pleasure Blair was experiencing. Jim looked up at Blair's face, noticing the young man was lying back against the couch, letting the sensations wash over him. Jim took more of the cock inside his mouth, making sure he licked underneath.
All of a sudden, Blair was a participant in the action, trying to push more of his cock down Jim's throat. Jim placed his hands on Blair's thighs, stilling the movements. He could feel Blair was about to come so he increased the friction against Blair's cock. Blair shot his load down Jim's throat and Jim swallowed it all.
Jim licked Blair clean after the explosion and then moved up to sit beside Blair on the couch. He kissed the younger man, giving him a taste of himself. Blair sucked on Jim's tongue, fascinated by the flavor of himself along with Jim.
After a few minutes, Blair knelt down on the floor in front of Jim and reciprocated, building up the anticipation until Jim erupted deep in Blair's mouth. Blair was able to swallow all of Jim's cum and gave him a taste of himself afterwards.
Both men were sated, but Jim got Blair to his feet and urged him upstairs to the bedroom. He undressed Blair and laid him in the bed, got undressed himself and slid into the bed beside Blair, pulling the young man against his chest as Jim spooned up behind him.
"Thank you." Blair's voice was a little rough and whispered.
"Go to sleep, babe."