Stefan Bekowsky
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Maybe you should Kelso. I’m sure your sister would make a good enough wife for our friend.
Don’t encourage her Stefan. She’ll bug me forever to introduce her to him…
I know, but I’m just saying it couldn’t hurt.
Do you know where to find him Bekowsky? It’s not like I need my brother to help me find him.
Oh I do but I don’t if Jack would be too happy with me telling you.
Oh come on Stefan…I’ll owe you one…*winks*
Oh come on Jackie don’t you try and bait me like that.
What’s the harm in letting them meet, I mean really Jack.
Maybe you should Kelso. I’m sure your sister would make a good enough wife for our friend.
Don’t encourage her Stefan. She’ll bug me forever to introduce her to him…
I know, but I’m just saying it couldn’t hurt.
Do you know where to find him Bekowsky? It’s not like I need my brother to help me find him.
Oh I would but I don’t know if Jack would be too happy with me telling you.
Nice picture Cole…
Don’t mind me Phelps…just…observing…
Your old war buddy is quite a looker Jack
Jackie…leave me alone. And stop it. No I’m not introducing you to him.
Maybe you should Kelso. I’m sure your sister would make a good enough wife for our friend.
Don’t encourage her Stefan. She’ll bug me forever to introduce her to him…
I know, but I’m just saying it couldn’t hurt.
(Source: madmendaily)
Nice picture Cole…
Don’t mind me Phelps…just…observing…
Your old war buddy is quite a looker Jack
Jackie…leave me alone. And stop it. No I’m not introducing you to him.
Maybe you should Kelso. I’m sure your sister would make a good enough wife for our friend.
(Source: madmendaily)
The kiss to his cheek makes Roy groan in delight, and he arcs his neck exposing more of his neck. Roy didn’t need to vent his woes to Stefan, but at then end of the week Roy needed to get out some of the weeks stress. Roy’s hand slowly moved towards Stefan, fingers brushing against the back of his neck before wrapping around and squeezing tightly.
“A bad week? I always have those. Maybe I just want a little relaxation? Or maybe…” Roy leans in, lips barely touching Stefan’s ear, “I just wanted you…on this couch…underneath me…”
Stefan leans back into Roy’s touch, loving the way the other man’s fingers feel there before tightening and Stefan lets out a low moan at the pressure.
“Well then there’s nothing wrong with that either, Earle. That’s why I come over here isn’t it?” Stefan says with a bit of a smirk before pressing another kiss to the newly exposed plain of Roy’s neck.The second kiss is enough of a reward for Roy to let go of Stefan’s neck and push the man back into the couch. Stefan had always been bigger than he was, but Roy always topped. Roy always made Stefan bend over. But right now, he wanted Stefan like this, looking up at him, because he wants to see Stefan’s face contort with pleasure. He leans in and pushes Stefan’s jacket open just enough to get his hands on his hips and pin him down into the couch.
“Its always the best part of my night when I’m able to get you underneath me…and I do love it when I make you moan…”
Stefan lets Roy push him down onto the couch. Usually there was a little bit of push and shove when it came to this part of their nights together. Sure some nights Stefan would fight with Roy for who was going to end up with the upper hand but tonight Stefan just felt like rolling over and letting the other man have his way. Work wasn’t the only thing Stefan could be lazy at after all.
Stefan gives a little sound when Roy starts to push him into the couch, getting a little more touchy and hands on while he listens to Roy’s commentary.
“Do whatever you need to do, Earle. Just get on with it would you.” Stefan says with a smirk and chuckle.
Every inch forward was another towards getting Stefan underneath him. Roy liked the way the detective was throwing back drinks and with such vigor. Roy moves his way around Stefan, making sure to subtly press his body against his before making his way towards the couch. Roy shrugs out of his jacket and tosses off his fedora, getting relaxed and settled in.
“Take a seat Bekowsky. Make yourself comfortable.”
The subtle touch of Roy’s body to his is enough to make a shiver run up and down his spine as Stefan quickly drinks down half of his refilled glass before stepping over to Roy on the couch and taking a seat, sitting close.
“Don’t mind if I do, Earle.” Stefan leans in close and presses a kiss to the older man’s jaw. “So what is it this time? Having a bad week, need someone to listen to your woes Roy?” Stefan asks, toying with his half empty glass as he does.The kiss to his cheek makes Roy groan in delight, and he arcs his neck exposing more of his neck. Roy didn’t need to vent his woes to Stefan, but at then end of the week Roy needed to get out some of the weeks stress. Roy’s hand slowly moved towards Stefan, fingers brushing against the back of his neck before wrapping around and squeezing tightly.
“A bad week? I always have those. Maybe I just want a little relaxation? Or maybe…” Roy leans in, lips barely touching Stefan’s ear, “I just wanted you…on this couch…underneath me…”
Stefan leans back into Roy’s touch, loving the way the other man’s fingers feel there before tightening and Stefan lets out a low moan at the pressure.
“Well then there’s nothing wrong with that either, Earle. That’s why I come over here isn’t it?” Stefan says with a bit of a smirk before pressing another kiss to the newly exposed plain of Roy’s neck.
Roy laughs and takes the hint at the slight teasing tone in Stefan’s voice. He takes the glass making sure that his fingers brush against Stefan for the briefest of seconds, and pours a larger drink than before because in all honesty, Roy likes it when Stefan loosens up, when he’s not concerned at all with how loud he is. Roy smirks a little as he pushes the glass back into Stefan’s hand and moves closer towards him.
“Hope you’re enjoying that Bekowsky…”
Stefan smirks when he feels Roy’s fingers brush with his own when he passes over the glass to the senior detective for him to refill. Glad that the other man is being so generous with the drink even if Stefan gets the feeling why Roy’s doing it but in honesty he doesn’t really mind. Some times he needs the extra push to deal with the Vice detective and the drink defiantly helped that along.
As Roy pushes the refilled glasses back into his waiting hand, Stefan can’t help but smirk again when Roy steps closer, his usual snake oil voice now all low sexual tension and want and Stefan was more than happy to oblige him.Every inch forward was another towards getting Stefan underneath him. Roy liked the way the detective was throwing back drinks and with such vigor. Roy moves his way around Stefan, making sure to subtly press his body against his before making his way towards the couch. Roy shrugs out of his jacket and tosses off his fedora, getting relaxed and settled in.
“Take a seat Bekowsky. Make yourself comfortable.”
The subtle touch of Roy’s body to his is enough to make a shiver run up and down his spine as Stefan quickly drinks down half of his refilled glass before stepping over to Roy on the couch and taking a seat, sitting close.
“Don’t mind if I do, Earle.” Stefan leans in close and presses a kiss to the older man’s jaw. “So what is it this time? Having a bad week, need someone to listen to your woes Roy?” Stefan asks, toying with his half empty glass as he does.
*chuckles and gets the door to his apartment unlocked before letting them both inside and turns on the lights* Hasn’t really changed much since the last time you were here. *goes over to the liquor cabinet and pulls out a new bottle of scotch and grabs two glasses* No ice right? *pours two glasses before going back over to Stefan and handing him his glass* Drink up Bekowsky, you look thirsty.
Stefan takes the offered glass, and does just as Roy instructs even well before the other man has said anything, throwing back the drink in more or less a single long drink before handing is glasses back over to be refilled.
“I think that’s an understatement if I’ve ever heard one,” Stefan says smiling, his tone teasing.Roy laughs and takes the hint at the slight teasing tone in Stefan’s voice. He takes the glass making sure that his fingers brush against Stefan for the briefest of seconds, and pours a larger drink than before because in all honesty, Roy likes it when Stefan loosens up, when he’s not concerned at all with how loud he is. Roy smirks a little as he pushes the glass back into Stefan’s hand and moves closer towards him.
“Hope you’re enjoying that Bekowsky…”
Stefan smirks when he feels Roy’s fingers brush with his own when he passes over the glass to the senior detective for him to refill. Glad that the other man is being so generous with the drink even if Stefan gets the feeling why Roy’s doing it but in honesty he doesn’t really mind. Some times he needs the extra push to deal with the Vice detective and the drink defiantly helped that along.
As Roy pushes the refilled glasses back into his waiting hand, Stefan can’t help but smirk again when Roy steps closer, his usual snake oil voice now all low sexual tension and want and Stefan was more than happy to oblige him.
*nods* I’d say take up drinking a lot more, helps you sleep better at night. But then again that’s just me. Who knows, maybe you need something else to help you relax. *pulls into the parking lot of the apartment building* Now come on, onto lighter matters yes?
Yes please, onto much lighter matters. Last thing I need to be thinking about right is work *gets out the car and follows Roy up to his apartment. Now very eager for that drink.*
*chuckles and gets the door to his apartment unlocked before letting them both inside and turns on the lights* Hasn’t really changed much since the last time you were here. *goes over to the liquor cabinet and pulls out a new bottle of scotch and grabs two glasses* No ice right? *pours two glasses before going back over to Stefan and handing him his glass* Drink up Bekowsky, you look thirsty.
Stefan takes the offered glass, and does just as Roy instructs even well before the other man has said anything, throwing back the drink in more or less a single long drink before handing is glasses back over to be refilled.
“I think that’s an understatement if I’ve ever heard one,” Stefan says smiling, his tone teasing.