The Good Cop (Meet N' Fuck x Male Reader)

Chapter 5

Months passed after the incident with the college boys. (F/N)'s time as a hero has come and gone, and people started to forget. But not all. Within the offices of the mayor, he was seething at the news. Some rookie cop from the UK has come to his city, the city of Meet N' Fuck Metropolis, and made his presence known to the corrupt individuals who want to run this city for their own, perverted cause. He sat at his office, thinking, contemplating on his course of action to handle him. Should he kill him? No, blood on his hands is the last thing he needs, unless it was the blood of a virgin. Station him to Bimbovalley, or Boom Town? No, chances are that he's made substantial friends thanks to his stunt in the construction zone.

The mayor continued to stare at the other end of the room, squinting his eyes as he kept scheming together a way to handle (F/N) and his "heart of gold". All in the hopes of keeping his position as mayor at all cost and getting the chance to sleep with the powerful Godmilf of the Cockleone family. Knowing that he will have the city under his thumb, through the connections of Mrs. Cockleone, was enticing to him. He already had people like the police officers and the D.A. (District Attorney) under his control. His concerns beforehand were the superheroes of the city, so he needed to keep everything underground to stay out of their gaze, but now with someone like (F/N) it's becoming more difficult to operate everything.

And things weren't going well for (F/N) as well. During the time back on the force, he had made no leeway in finding the ones who kidnapped Maya. The construction site was his one lead, but the boys there didn't want to talk. Not even Cassie's son, whom he has saved, wanted to come forward about it. Whoever it was, they were powerful enough to earn quiet obedience from them. But that only fueled him. The frustration of it, the fact that they are getting away with it right now, doing terrible things to her, he didn't want to give up! He'll find the evidence he needs! There's already a possibility that the Cockleones are working with the Longkoks, but that's just an assumption from looking at files in Gloria's car, those could just be files of many different cases.

But at the same time, over the course of finding this evidence, he's been taking what he's learned from Martha (who is actually Mrs. Cockleone) that perhaps he could find someone to love in this big city, but who?

His dreams didn't help him out either. It was teasing him, pushing him to find a woman. It was like his father was there, asking him if he would ever continue the (L/N) bloodline. Like some boulder-punching soldier constantly pushing for his friend to have sex with his sister, all to continue their bloodline.

He could remember one so vividly. A dream so clear that he couldn't forget it.

It was a morning in his home. Just a morning like any other, but it was different from the get-go. The bed, the triple king-sized bed, was empty. The sheets were ruffled and had shifted, showing signs that there were more than one person on the bed with him. Near the edges the covers were tossed up, showing that someone had left the warmth and comfort of the blankets and left somewhere.

And at the center, resting his head on the comfiest of pillows, was (F/N). Shirtless and bare, he had the covers come up to his chest. He was sound asleep, but slowly starting to wake up. The smell of coffee was slowly entering his nose, the scent of caffeine was enough to begin stirring him from his slumber. He turned his head so that his nose could find the source of this smell and he began to wake up. Begrudgingly, his eyes slowly opened up to see where this cup of joe was, his morning taste beginning to sting his tongue and push him to drink something to satiate it.

Once he opened his eyes and let out his morning groan, he noticed that there was someone in the room with him. A figure he could make out almost immediately. They were standing next to his bed, with a tray in their hands, and a thin line of steam rising from a mug they had. Wiping the crusts from his eyes with his hands, his vision cleared to see that it was Nancy! She was already dressed for work, her white button-up that struggled to stay together, and her black, leather skirt that didn't even reach the middle of her thighs! And what was even more shocking was the ring she had on her finger! Just like Cassie's!