Turnbull/Vecchio; Arch To The Sky; NC-17; 327 words. Here be porn; written for sl_walker to the prompt 'Detective Walks Funny' (with love to elf_fu).

"You're insatiable," Ray laughed, looking down the length of his own body to the Mountie perched thoughtfully in the area of his hips.

Ren seemed to be carefully considering the erection found roundabout there; Ren was laid between Ray's legs, and no joke, chin in hand and elbow pressing (thankfully gently) into something soft.

Ren smiled at his dick and then right back up at Ray. "I've heard no complaints."

"Maybe not you, but if you keep this up they're gonna start calling me Detective Walks Funny down at the precinct."

"Oh, and we mustn't have that, have we?" Ren turned his head as he said it, the words ghosting across the shaft.

Ray's dick twitched.

Ray made a noise.

"...second thought, I've heard worse nicknames..."

He felt Ren shift to put some of the weight of his arms down on Ray's hips, and Ray knew he was being held back. Anticipation was a bitch.

"Indeed?" It was breathed across the head, cooling a little bit of slick, making Ray move a little against that weight. "Like what...?"

What? God, his boyfriend was a tease, making him think when he was doing that. Ray slipped hands into some sandy hair, working back through, giving a little tug.

Ren was gonna answer for him, anyway. Glancing up like he might see his own hair. "Detective Impatient?" His smile was real sharp. He tipped his head, speaking right up against the side of Ray's dick, making him want to hold that hair and slide along Ren's lips. "Detective Touch-him-and-die?"

There was a feather of a lick along the ridge, and Ray was figuring out all over again it was possible to moan and laugh at the same time. Those lips parted just under the head, and Ray closed hands real gentle in that hair, angling his hips back to slide, wickedly, over them.

Any possible reply was lost when that mouth parted, letting him slip between.