“Well, I can certainly think of some very fun things to plant on you,” Cold teased. “I wonder... Would my cock count as contraband?”
“Supplying contraband of any kind is illegal!” Jimmy argued. “Just one more thing to add to your list of charges!”
“You know you’re the one who should really be under arrest here, Officer Poe,” Cold scolded. “It’s certainly criminal to have an ass this tight.”
“Ohhh, God,” Jimmy whimpered, tilting his hips back against Cold’s fingers as they curled inside of him. “Fuck...”
“You have the right to remain silent, although I doubt you’ll be able to,” Cold taunted, his cock replacing his hands and sliding up between Jimmy’s cheeks.
Jimmy sucked in a quick breath as the head of Cold’s cock pushed against his ass, moaning as it began to slip slowly inside of him.
“Naughty little piggy,” Cold tutted, pushing Jimmy flat against the wall, breathing down his neck as he started thrusting into him. “Resisting arrest like this...”
Jimmy couldn’t manage a smart reply except to cry out as Cold fucked him. He sobbed in relief when Cold finally let his arm go, his fingers scrambling against the wall to brace himself for the brutal onslaught. It was fantastic, and he let Cold use his body as roughly as he wanted to.
Cold’s savage slams were banging Jimmy’s hips into the wall, and he tilted his head back so it wouldn’t suffer the same fate. He gasped as Cold’s teeth sank down into his exposed neck, reaching back to rake his fingers through his short hair. “God,” he moaned. “Fuck, yes, Boss Cold! Fuck, yes!”
“Wanna come on my cock, little piggy?” Cold sneered, biting him again roughly.
“Yeee-eee-essss!” Jimmy screamed, wheezing when Cold reached around to grab his cock. He was fucking into him so hard that Jimmy swore his feet were coming off the floor. He let Cold’s powerful body hold him in place, and that familiar tension crawled up his legs and into his loins.
“Something tells me you won’t come quietly!” Cold held him tight, jerking him feverishly as he began to growl and pant. “Come for me, little piggy... come for fucking Boss Cold!”
Jimmy’s brain promptly exploded the moment his cock did, painting the wall with hot spurts of cum as he moaned pleasurably. The orgasm was intense, hot, and his balls ached from the force of his release as Cold stroked him through it. His hips were still thumping against the wall as Cold finished inside of him, both of them moaning in deep satisfaction.
Cold kissed his neck where he had chomped down before and sighed breathlessly, “That was exceptional, my sweet little piggy. I enjoyed myself thoroughly. We’ll have to do this again sometime.”
“You realize that this deviant behavior puts you at the top of my most wanted list,” Jimmy panted, grinning brightly. “I’ll get you one day, Boss Cold!”
“Mm, so you like it when I play with your ‘nightstick,’ Officer Poe?” Cold nuzzled against Jimmy’s shoulder.
“That’s terrible,” Jimmy giggled.
“I’d be more than happy to strip search you any time you’d like. A deep,probingsearch...”
“Keep that corny crap up and I really will have you arrested,” Jimmy laughed.
“Mm, if you steal my heart, would that be considered cardiac arrest?”
“That doesn’t even make any sense!”
“Of course not,” Cold teased, kissing Jimmy’s cheek. “After all, you can’t steal what you already own.”
Jimmy blushed at the sweet sentiment, turning his head to meet Cold’s lips as he murmured, “Oh, Rod...”
Cold smiled.
Jimmy paused, frowning as he scanned over Cold’s face expectantly.
Cold blinked, asking, “What?”
“I was waiting for you to tell another horrible joke and ruin the moment!”
“Well, I can’t think of any other jokes related to law enforcement right now,” Cold mused, “but I do know a lot about chickens.”
“God, no.”
“I promise you,” Cold declared confidently, “they’re allegg-cellent.”
