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Watching again	By : darkangel985 Category: S through Z > Watcher, The Views: 3613 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warnings: contains
murder

Chapter 5 – Dangerous game

Nine o'clock. It was
time. David looked over at the police officer next to him, who was
staring intently at the surveillance screen. Since Joel left, he had
been sitting in the surveillance center, watching the woman on the
screen and waiting for time to go by. Dr. Preston had insisted, that
only three policemen were left to attend to her safety. One was
currently guarding her in her living room, while David and the
officer were intended as back-up.

He would have loved to
have Joel there for the show, but his beloved had looked tired, so it
was probably for the best that he had gone home. Planning on visiting
him later, David focused back on the screen. Once again they had made
it far too easy for him. The officer, whose uniform he was wearing
had walked away from the rest of the forces and it hadn't been hard
to overpower and strip him.

“Do you want a coffee?”

“No.” David watched as
the other man turned his back on him and walked over to the coffee
machine. He had no chance to react, before David knocked him out with
his gun. Walking over to Dr. Preston's door, he knocked.

“Who's there?”

“Officer Jackson. I'm here to
replace you on protection duty.”

The door opened and
revealed a tired looking young policeman. “I thought the change
would be at ten.”

“The Detective decided to put
somebody fresh here every hour. You look like you need it. Go home,
get some sleep. I'll take over.”

“Ok. Got to warn you though.
The woman is a right nuisance.”

Smiling at the other
officer, David closed the door. Dr. Preston was sitting in her
armchair, her back turned towards him. Totally engrossed in her book,
she only realized that she was in danger, when the piano wire wrapped
around her throat. She tried to struggle, but the thin cord
constricted her throat, cutting off her air supply. When the wire
started to slice her skin, she was already unconscious.

Letting her dead body
drop to the ground, David turned to the surveillance camera and
waved. It was time to leave. Joel was probably already asleep by now
and he had to pay a visit to his beloved agent. Closing the door
behind himself he left the building and changed back into his usual
clothes.

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Joel was already lying
in his bed, but sleep still eluded him. He couldn't get the thoughts
of David out of his head. The way his voice had talked to him in that
low, seductive manner. Just thinking about it send a bolt of arousal
down to his cock. Joel wasn't feeling as guilty about it as he had
the last days, but that would be because they had saved the woman for
once.

Maybe if he managed to
find the women every time, David would tire of their game. Or he
would simply alter the rules. He wasn't sure, which of the two he did
prefer, although his subconscious insisted, that he knew. Joel was
shaken out of his musings by the opening of his bedroom door.

Oh. Joel was completely
stunned, when David entered the room. He was dressed in black, gloves
covering his fingers and the dim light shining through the windows
barely illuminating his face. Stunningly beautiful. Joel swallowed
the lump constricting his throat, when David stepped closer to his
bed, his dark eyes capturing Joel's light ones.

“You shouldn't leave your gun
on the couch table. You might need it.”

“What do you want?”

Joel wanted to move
away, but David's piercing gaze pinned him to his bed. He slowly
walked closer until he stood next to the bed. Crouching down, he
brought his face close to Joel. The FBI agent was still staring at
him, looking like a rabbit faced with a snake.

His inner sense of duty
was telling him to try to knock David out somehow, but Joel couldn't
bring himself to move. He was captivated by the love and adoration
shown in David's eyes. Nobody had ever looked at him like this and it
made his heart beat faster. His hands started to sweat and heat
pooled in his groin, when the other man once again spoke with his
seductively low voice.

“I'm here to give you your
reward.”

And before Joel could
react, David pressed his lips to Joel's. Swallowing the surprised
gasp, that escaped his beloved, he slid his tongue into the wet
cavern. He attempted to coax Joel's tongue to play with his own, but
the FBI agent was too shocked to react. Sighing David ended the kiss
and drew away.

He almost chuckled at
the look on Joel's face. His mouth was hanging open in shock, while
his mind was obviously still trying to understand what had happened.
Dumbstruck and confused looked good on Joel. He would have to try to
get him to look like that again. With these thoughts in mind, David
left the bedroom.

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When he heard the front
door close, Joel buried his head in his hands. God damn his
traitorous body and mind. He thought his feelings completely wrong
from a moral point of view, but he could neither help feel gloriously
happy, whenever David's name was mentioned, nor could he help the
fact that he was completely hard from the kiss. Sighing in defeat, he
closed his eyes and slid his hand down under the sheet.

Slipping his hand into
his pyjama bottoms, Joel closed his eyes. The image of David looming
over him, just before the kiss invaded his mind. Wrapping his fist
around his straining cock, he lazily stroked, wishing that it was
David's hand instead of his own. The forbidden fantasy of the serial
killer heightening his passion and quickening the movement of his own
fingers.

Joel desperately longed
for relief. Circling his thumb around the head of his cock, he felt
his climax drawing closer, his breath escaping his mouth in airy
pants. He imagined, how it would feel to have David move inside him.
His dark eyes locked on his face, while his prick slides in and out
of his ass.

“David.”

The name was falling
from his lips in a breathless moan, when his climax finally rushed
trough his body. Slowly catching his breath, Joel threw his soiled
pyjama bottoms aside. Maybe he would finally get some rest now.
Closing his eyes, sleep claimed him within seconds.

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David had walked up to
the front door, but decided to watch Joel a bit longer. Closing it
audibly to signal that he had left, he sneaked back into Joel's
bedroom. The sight that greeted him, almost drove him crazy with
want.

Joel stretched out
under his bed covers, slowly stroking his cock. A look of pleased
concentration was edged into his features, while small breathy moans
escaped his mouth. David stood in the shadows by the door, watching.

He couldn't resist to
slide his hand down to his own needy cock, stroking it through the
fabric of his jeans. He bit his lip hard to prevent himself from
making a sound as he watched Joel's features relaxing in pleasure.
His beloved's mouth was slightly opened, a pink tongue darting out to
lick dry lips. Oh, how David wanted it to be his own tongue, to
passionately tangle it with Joel's.

But for now he was
content with his show, feeling himself drawing closer to climax as he
watched Joel increase the pace of his strokes. He wanted to bat
Joel's hand away and replace it with his own or his mouth. Matching
the speed of his strokes to the man lying before him, David had to
bite back a groan. Joel looked absolutely edible with an expression
of wanton abandonment spread over his face.

He came the moment, he
heard his name spill over Joel's lips. It sounded completely
breathless and David longed to hear it again and again. Drawing
further into the shadows, he watched as Joel threw away his pyjama
bottoms and went to sleep.

It seemed like Joel was
ready for his affection this time. Already thinking about a plan to
bring Joel physically close to himself again, he walked out of the
room, throwing a last longing look at the sleeping man.

TBC...
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