A Place for Two 🛁 (English)

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— How was your day?  —he lets him take off the top of his uniform—

— Fun, a bit tense... But bloody amazing —he says, cheering up with a grin— A few bell you turn today, huh...

— What I have to do for catching criminals —he grinned—

— Ah! Then it should be someone else who gives you a massage — he turns away offended and jealous—

— No —he turns around and takes his hands and places them on his waist— Only you.

— Maybe I should get another... corrupt policeman —he fiddles with the kerb of Gregory's trousers—

— Well I... I'm in love with a criminal... —he says as he leans in, brushing his lips against the other's man— and that's you, in case that's not clear.

— Are you calling me a fool, you idiot? —He averts his attention slightly, hiding his embarrassment, as he turns his face away but instead of parting, he presses cheek to cheek—

In this position, they dance from side to side for a few seconds.

— Mama I'm in love with a criminal... —he sings softly in his ear and at the end of the sentence he kisses the white cheek—

— And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical... —he continue the lyrics, as he slowly pulls Gregory's trousers down as far as he can—

— Is that so? —he moves away and this time he's the one who takes off the grey-haired man's shirt—

— I don't know, I just followed the lyrics, you tell me... —he rolls his neck and pulls him in for a kiss— Is that so?

— Maybe yes... Maybe not... —he rambles before joining their lips, a slow and passionate kiss, where they intertwine their tongues, nibbling their lips seductively, and stealing each other's breath until they take a moment to fill their lungs— I don't think so...

— Neither do I, Gregory... —he whispers against his lips, and then looks at him with those yellow sapphires—

Montanha smiles at him with closed lips, and watches as Erwin kneels to remove his boots and trousers. He holds out his hand for him to stand up, although it was more than just for that, for as the gray-haired stood up, the dark-haired man who held his hand kissed the back of it, making the criminal's heart skip a beat.

"Unexpected" he thought, he didn't see the affectionate movement coming from the policeman, so he went up on his tiptoes to kiss his cheek and return the gesture even if he was saddened.

"Wow" he thought, just as his lover had not expected such a display of affection, let alone the delicate way he did it, he couldn't help but smile, making each other smile.

It was his turn to undress his partner, leaving them both in their underwear.

— The bath is ready —he caresses the voluptuous dark chest, the latter without understanding looked at him confused— In the bathtub I mean, a bath with foam and aromatic candles, something relaxing...

— Oh, I understand... It's fine for me —he takes Erwin in his arms, and he wraps his legs around Gregory's waist, so they go to the bathroom—

There they remove their underwear, looking at each other playfully, especially the porcelain-skinned one.

Montanha is the first to get into the water, lying down comfortably and closing his eyes.

At that, Erwin, watching him, observes his features and how relaxed he is after a long day's work chasing and catching criminals. He was exhausted too, in his illegal plans and movements.

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