Above the paygrade

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"Great game boss man, still got it." Travis smirked to Sean as they made their way into the kitchen through the glass doors. "Thanks man. Can't believe it's still so hot and it's 9pm at night." "That's LA for ya. Water?" Travis said opening the refrigerator door. "Yeah two please." Sean replied checking some documents that had been left on the kitchen island. "I'm praying Hilda left some of that chicken for dinner. That's my favourite." Travis smirked rummaging through the refrigerator. Sean rolled his eyes before opening his bottle and taking a long sip.

A loud male moan was heard and Sean's eyes widened. "Jesus you're an animal McGivern." Travis shocked bumped his head on the fridge shelf. "What was that boss?" "Stop making out with the fucking grilled chicken and share some would ya." Confused, Travis slowly pulled the large dish out and placed it in front of them on the work surface. Another moan was heard and this time Sean saw it didn't come from his colleague. "What. The. FUCK. Was. That." Travis said slowly daring to hope it wasn't what he thought it was. "I dunno, maybe a wounded animal or something," "a wounded animal?!?" Travis asked with a raised eyebrow. "Just eat your chicken and we can head back over to the annex." Sean replied hurriedly returning to eating.

"Oh Johnny..." was then heard. It was a loud moan and there was no denying where it was coming from. "For the love of god, they are at it again!!!!" Travis said with wide eyes. "He's in love, and she can't get enough of him." Sean said choosing to plate up some food and attempt to run off to the annex with it. "Man does he have to make her feel SOOOO good, some of us haven't got laid in weeks and it's taking it's toll." "I urge you not to finish that last sentence. Grab the food." Sean said as he grabbed their waters and headed to the kitchen door that was pushed to. He slowly opened it and heard another loud moan. "Jesus Christ, what are they doing it on the staircase?" Travis said from behind his boss. "No... I think the lounge." "Oh fuck me," Travis moaned himself. "Now what?" "What?!" "I ain't walking past there with them at it, what if we see something?!" Sean said panicked. "What if they see us you mean?? I've eaten their chicken." Travis said holding the large oven dish up. "Would you just forget the fucking chicken." Sean said firmly before joint moans were heard. Both the security detail's eyes widened at this. "So we are hostage in the house?" "For fuck sake Trav. We just go out in the garden. Look!" Sean pointed to the glass doors. "Well how long are they gonna be??" Travis asked. "I wanna shower." He said sniffing his shirt. "Funnily enough I don't know how long it takes our boss to get off." Sean turned quickly desperately trying to get away from the passionate couple and headed to the glass door.

A loud crack of thunder was heard followed by a flash of lightening as heavy rain drops instantly pelted the ground. "And there's the break in the temperature.." Travis muttered. "I don't care if I get struck by lightening I am NOT listening to that a minute longer." "Boss you can't.. you'll get sick." "I'm not a fucking puppy Travis. Let's head for the outdoor kitchen." Travis reluctantly nodded and followed his boss out.

A while later, Johnny had his girlfriend in his arms naked, they had grabbed a light throw from the couch and placed it over themselves. It seemed recently they couldn't keep their hands off each other but it had been a while since they had the house to themselves so they planned to make use of it. "Doll I better lock up I guess the guys went straight home." Holly reluctantly and sleepily nodded before Johnny stood and donned his boxers quietly heading into the dimly lit kitchen. As he turned on the big light, he saw crumbs on the island and an abandoned plate. Strange he thought, as they had dined on their laps that night in the sitting room. He approached the glass doors running his hand through his hair when he spotted two figures in the garden, drenched. Their clothes were sodden, and they had raindrops running off their noses. He opened the door and shouted "Lads?" They slowly made their way over not caring to rush and get out the rain. "What the fuck?" Johnny asked as the two men slowly and messily made their way into the kitchen. "Did you umm have a nice evening sir?" Travis asked. "Yes thank you.." Johnny replied simply before gesturing to their attire. "Oh umm we umm locked ourselves out the annex and didn't want to erh, disturb you. You see, you were kinda busy." Sean said embarrassed. Johnny soon realised what he meant. "Ahh..." he rubbed his chin before shrugging "sorry lads.. but not a word to Holly. She will never let me touch her again my little prude." He smirked, resulting in both Sean and Travis chuckling, "boss man I'm cool with that, she never needs to know and I would really rather not know what I witnessed." "See you in the morning lads" Johnny chuckled to himself as they rushed off to dry off.

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