please ignore this this is just so I can send my long fanfics to my best friend

Empty (Cop Cael+Cop Angelo)

Cael pulled up to the precinct in his hot pink Ford Mustang convertible. He panted hotly as he leaned down closer to his A.C., seeking comfort in the ice cold air. He knew that the precinct wasn't going to be as cool as his car was currently, but he didn't think it would be the same as wearing 2 wintercoats and standing on the roof in the San Diego summer heat. Everyone sat fanning their faces, a few groups sitting huddled together just to let the oscillating fan sweep across their faces for moments at a time. Cael never dressed in his uniform anyway, he was never expected to, thanking the heavens that he had opted for a pink spaghetti strap tank top under his now sopping wet white button down. He sat down at his cubicle and turned, tugging off his shirt to whip it out, cooling it slightly before he begrudgingly slapped it over his face. For once the most makeup he had on was eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss, he felt naked almost. But he could care less.

"Bellé? Its too hot for us all to be here so I'm gonna let most of you guys go." Cael couldn't help the flutter in his heart at the sound of /his/ voice... He gingerly pulled his shirt down to look at him... Angelo. He looked wildly different from his regular attire, the tight low ponytail he kept his silky white locks in, was now thrown into a messy bun on the top of his head. His uniforms jacket was gone and his shirt was rolled up to the elbows showing off the dark skin broken up by white hair and what looked like hundreds of scars. Cael would love to sit and count them out, if... Angelo ever accepted his offer. But aside from it all he could never leave with Angelo looking so... Delicious.

"I'd love to Angel baby-"

"How many more times will I have to tell you to not call me that?"

"-but I can't. I really need to finish these reports... I'm already behind..." Angelo sighed and leaned over the cubicle wall. He made it look so much smaller than it really was...

"I- Hm. I guess you're right. I'm sending any one else that wants to go home, home. Get to work."

"Yes sir..."

-

By the time Angelo had broken the news almost everyone was gone. The exception of course, was Cael. Angelo had his own work to do but felt a bit bad as he loitered in the doorway to his office, he turned to look at Cael who... Was clinging to a fan with a smile on his face that only accentuated his cleft lip. He looked almost like a cat, no wonder he used that emoticon so often, not to mention he was about as mischievous as one too. Angelos guilt fell away into amusement as he watch Cael begin to speak into the fan, enjoying the way it altered and distorted his voice. He hadn't even noticed the 6'8" wall of man that now towered over him. Either he walked much quieter than originally thought, or he just... Wasn't quite paying attention.

"Bellé. You dont look like you're working. At all." The yelp and clatter of the fan as Cael literally jumped out of his seat, crumpling into a mess over the fan that made an angry CHK CHK CHK CHK sound as it struggled to turn. Thankfully a large calloused hand encircled his wrist and hoisted him to his feet, doing the same to the fan who happily went back to work. "Can't focus all on your own?" Cael gulped and slowly shook his head before using his untouched hand to fix his light pink bangs that were over his eyes. Angelo simply smiled, stepping away "c'mon. I have a laptop you can use in my office. Lets keep eachother company..." Cael /knew/ what he /really/ meant but he couldn't stop the rampant perv in his brain to kick in. He had barely grabbed his water bottle and already thought of the many ways Angelo could take him.

-

The office was quiet, aside from the whirr of a fan, the occasional crinkle of a water bottle and the inconsistent ticking of keys. Every time Angelo took a drink of his water Cael longed to see him pull it from his lips and let it drool down his body before he'd turn and push his shitty frames down and stare into his horny little brain with his hell fire red eyes. The torn pupils helped it none. Only adding onto Caels horny fear of the massive man and freak of nature -llé if only his boss took him right there and then in the empty precinct. He could be as loud and as whiney as he wanted as he got his insides painted milky white.