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Hughes-"You realize that you are 'blowing' my dream of a rom-com type romance sky high; you realize that right? You're clear on that, because I can explain it again."
Herrera-"As much as it pains me to shatter your illusions 1: he fucked Travis and 2: he fucked Travis...also 3-100. You must see that."
Hughes-"Well...YEAH, there's THAT but my dreams, Ands!"
Herrera-"God forbid that my reality intrudes on your fantasy about a guy I'm really not that into. good looking out." She turns and is about to storm away when Vic calls "Sullivan's leaving the station house."
"WH-WHAT?! How do you k-know that-where did you hear that?"
" I overheard him talking to Ross."
Andy is at a loss for words; she can't even form a coherent thought. "I...I gotta go; good luck with Ripley."
His shaven head streaming sweat, Robert obviously has been exercising when he answers his front doorbell. "Hey," he says, clearly surprised to see her.
“Hey. Is she…is she here?”
“No, she isn’t. That…that’s over. Come on in. He gets two bottles of water from the kitchen before joining her in the living room. "Umm-really chilled the way that I like it! You never changed the 'artic' setting in the fridge, huh?" she jokes.
He shrugs then asks "Are you ok: after that news about Stern I mean?"
"Oh, yeah. There's nothing between us and there never will be now...I don't share, and though I obviously have nothing against members of the LGBTQA+ community I'm NOT really keen on sharing DNA with them, as much as I love Montgomery. Also...I already used up my 'breaking the code' allotment I'd say!" she laughs weakly. "About Stern-not at all broken up about it."
"Good," he says internally relieved.
"Hey, Robert? Were you honestly going to leave 19 without saying something? After all of our progress to the better place that we now have?" Her dark eyes flash angrily.
"I shouldn't have been shocked about her selecting Ruiz instead of me after you said no, but it...it hurt. I used the same reasoning to justify why WE could not be together, back when-and so intellectually I understand her thought process it...hurts."
"You were hoping that you'd found something real after I burned us down."
"That wasn't all you, baby," he protests sincerely.
She looks deep into her eyes and murmurs "I'd made peace with the belief that I'd never hear you call me that ever again...would you say it again...please?"
"Baby"...
Andy moans aloud and presses her thighs together, hissing "Gimme your hand." When he does she grabs it and puts it between her legs. "I'm soaking...see? Say it one more time?" When he does a gush of fluids wets his fingers and she moans louder. Mustering his will Sullivan takes his hand away (though his stiffening cock has a different idea)..."Wha...what's the matter?"
"I don't know about this, Andy," Robert says huskily."
With the promise of truly excellent sex thrumming through her veins, Andy wants to know why. "I might be leaving the Battalion: maybe even... I don't know"...
"I don't either...I only know how I FEEL, Robert. “I…I…I don’t know what to do…I imagined that when I proposed that you take the Captain slot instead of me that you what see that I’m trying everything I can to make amends for the past eighteen months. That I’m putting you first. I did NOT expect her to appoint Ruiz instead. I imagined that as the Senior Lieutenant that we'd work even more closely...grow even closer than we have.”
"Not to beat a dead horse you once said that you didn't want to work with me-wanted nothing with me."
"I...I know that. That was anger speaking. I never stopped caring about you, Robert...you must see that by now."
“Baby, you also cared for Tanner. For Gibson.”
“Not like this. Never like this,” Andy says. "BABY: what is it that you want-RIGHT THIS MOMENT? We agreed to be open and honest with each other: communicate our expectations. Do you want to go upstairs with me?"
With no hesitation, he replies "Yes."
-IN THE MASTER BEDROOM-
[Ginuine's 1996 R and B smash *Pony* thumps through the in-wall speakers, obliterating the couple's co-mingled sounds of very loud and vigorous love-making]
I'm just a bachelor; I'm looking for a partner...Someone who knows how to ride...Without even falling off Gotta be compatible; Takes me to my limits...Girl when I break you off...I promise that you won't want to get off
If you're horny lets do it, ride it, my pony; My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it...If you're horny let's do it, ride it, my pony My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it
Sitting here flossing; Peepin' your 'steelo'...Just once if I have the chance...The things I would do to you You and your body; Every single portion...Send chills up and down your spine...Juice flowing down your thighs...
Crouching above the man she never stopped loving (despite her actions and self-denials) Andy sighs happily when her soaking femaleness envelopes the first third of his monster; still crouching, she lowers herself farther, stopping after two to three more inches slip inside; her long drought sex-wise conspires against her, despite her steadily flowing coital juices..."FUCK...'she' missed him more than she knew!"
"Hmmm! 'He' knows how 'she' feels!" he chuckles. He feeds her the rest and she grunts "Shiiit, Robert...fuck that's good!"
As the juices flow down her thighs, wetting Robert's waist and groin, the old compatibility resurfaces; their bodies sync almost instantly:
If you're horny let's do it, ride it, my pony...My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it...If you're horny let's do it, ride it, my pony My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it...let's do it...Ride it, my pony...If you're horny let's do it, ride it, my pony...
Wet and eager to make up for lost time, Andrea grinds atop him, her pretty boobs quiver while she grinds atop him; her continually drizzling honey soaks his pubic hair (her own has been shorn VERY short; his up-thrusts increase in speed and volume until the luscious Latina, who wants to slow things down and make it last tightening her Kegels to that end. With a supreme effort, he brings himself under control...when she lifts her butt until just the head of his un-flagging cock was still inside her pussy and lowers it pausing every few seconds to fully enjoy the fingers of pleasure spiking through her she is just as determined that Robert be just satisfied as she. "Um YES; YES YES!" Andy cries when Sullivan picks up the pace and depth of his thrusts. "That's IT!" he echoes. "Yeaaah-that's IT!" she falls forward, joining their lips together in a heated and fervent kiss. Both jerk and spasm as their joint spending overtake them...long minutes go by before they separate with Andy dismounting and cuddling close. "I just thought of something...we never really had a Saint Valentine's-we were broken up the February after your arrival-the year after the pandemic fucked it up"...Andy muses.
"We STILL haven't," Robert points out. "It's 1216 Babe, making it the 15th.
"Yes, Mr. Romance-I'm STILL counting it!" she insists sternly. She adds "I want us to build on tonight Lieutenant Sullivan meaning you need to change your plans about leaving the firehouse."
"No problem Lieutenant Herrera."