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I just want you to want me all the fucking time, yeah
I just want you to want me all the fucking time, yeah
Why you gotta be so good?
Where you go when it's over?
I just want you to want me all the fucking time
I fucking miss you, yeah
And you're so composed and I'm so dramatic
And you're beautiful and it hurts like hell, yeah
Loote - All the fucking time
*****
There was a deep silence in Fire station 51, the shift turned out to be very tense, and everyone just fell into a deep sleep on their bunks, barely touching the pillows after dinner. The only ones awake were Tony, who was on duty in the observation tower, and the captain of the 81 truck, who purposefully poured himself a third cup of coffee to finish the accumulated reports and not fall asleep.
Matt Casey lost track of how much time he had already imported with all these folders and papers, and decided to take a little break, looking at the watch on his wrist, he realized that he could not stand without another cup of coffee, it was 3 in the morning. Stretching at the round table in the common room, the captain aimlessly looked around the familiar room, grinning at Tony who was snoring on a chair in the tower, Matt got up from his seat when his gaze was attracted by a sheet of paper rolled under the sofa.
The man was worried that it could be one of his documents, but he quickly realized that this was not the case, he stared blankly at what was in his hands, unable to move. After what seemed like an eternity, but in fact a couple of minutes, Matt swallowed and nervously looked around like a thief, checking if anyone else was awake. After making sure that he was still alone, the blond turned his gaze back to the paper in his hands and read the fine print again, something that caused his brain to shut down for the first time.
«Lieutenant C eyes lit up, he was so happy about the opportunity that fell into his hands. Desire and male curiosity quickly flared up in him. Of course, he already had the pleasure of having sex in the workplace, but there was a sweet bonus — B, he would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about what kind of paramedic in bed. And he agreed, too quickly in his opinion, but he was afraid that the girl would change her mind.
— Undress and lie on your back, Lieutenant. — the blonde suggested playfully. While C undressed, gradually revealing his body to the girl's gaze, they looked around near the ambulance, afraid that they would be disturbed, even though it was already late enough.
He had soft, fair skin and such a beautiful penis. He stood up as soon as the paramedic expressed her delight, swallowing hard and letting out a light sigh. The girl went to his ambulance and closed the doors from the inside. When he was stretched out and lay in anticipation without any possibility of movement, his penis became even bigger.
The girl began to undress in front of the lieutenant. Slowly she lifted and pulled the uniform shirt off her shoulders until it fell to the side. She had a lace bra with thin straps, under it hides the juicy elastic breasts of a blonde. The man repeatedly stared and now with more force expected to finally satisfy his consciousness that he was out of breath. Noticing his condition, B slowly unbuttoned her bra and bared her standing nipples, unable to resist, lightly held her hands clasping and slightly squeezing. The lieutenant's pupils dilated and he let out a guttural moan, examining the beautiful girl in front of him. The fact that she felt so playful turned him on even more, he was twitching impatiently, glancing with a burning gaze.
Pulling off her work pants, the girl remained in her panties, it was lace, matching the previously removed bra, which drove C crazy every time. Impatiently, the man jumped to his feet and knelt in front of B. Gently caressing her thighs with his palms, looking into her eyes wide open from his impatience, he grabbed her black lace with his teeth, pulling it down. B laughed hoarsely, and pulled the man up by grabbing his hair. His cock was twitching like crazy, and his eyes were clouded and turned into a storm.
The girl felt that she had played with him enough, besides, she wanted him and she was indecently wet. Therefore, the girl abruptly pushed him back onto the stretcher and sat on top of him, lining up so that his tip pressed tightly against her entrance. They simultaneously let out a moan and clung to each other in a kiss full of desire.
It became very hot and the need to feel him inside increased, so easily swinging several times along his length during the kiss, the blonde abruptly lowered letting him in. She started shaking almost immediately, it was so cool. By her standards, the lieutenant had a decent manhood, more than she ever had, but when she felt a thick and long man's penis inside him, he stretched her so correctly and well. Her pussy opened completely and she exclaimed with pleasure when she felt him very deep inside her.
B froze at first, getting used to it, involuntarily biting her plump lips in anticipation. The man reached out to her and their lips found each other, merging in a passionate slow kiss. The girl could not stop meowing into his lips from the sensations of his tongue, when C got a taste, at that moment his penis jerked deep inside her with an impulse from the delicious sound and sensations.
The blonde began to move slowly, enjoying the waves of satisfaction spreading through her body, by the loud snuffling of a man into her lips, she realized that he felt just as good. She straightened up feeling the need to drive him deep into herself and squeezed her nipples with her fingers for a new impulse, and the man sincerely enjoyed his current appearance.
B was getting too close to orgasm too quickly, so perfectly did his cock get to the right point inside her. To enhance the effect, she gave him the opportunity to touch himself and he gladly accepted it, began to stimulate her swollen clitoris with his thumb. In less than a minute, feeling first the tingling of his fingers, then a strong tremor throughout his body, the man pulled her back to him, biting into the girl's lips with renewed vigor. B at this moment also began to tremble and loud moans were absorbed in time by the skillful mouth of the lieutenant. The blonde was trembling all over, she almost stopped moving, only moaned giving him the reins of power, which he eagerly took advantage of by plunging into her more and faster. The girl felt him tremble harder and tried to get off him.
— I'll be patient, I won't cum,— he said. But she got off anyway.
— I want to switch places. — breathing heavily and barely standing on wobbly legs, the girl said.
He did not need to be persuaded for a long time, he easily crushed her by laying her under him and opening her legs wide. As soon as he slowly entered her again, she immediately "came to life", although she had just been, as if exhausted after an orgasm. She tried again to pull his cock into her as deeply as possible. And the man watched for a while as he disappeared inside her, savoring the sensations of how he gently collects her juices, dropped down from above feeling the friction of skin to skin. He could hear the girl's moans and his own and the loud creaking of the stretcher, so vigorously they were exercising.
B got into the taste and in a haze of bliss left several bites and hickeys on his neck and collarbones. Soon she began to tremble again, clinging to his shoulders and back with force, leaving burning marks with her nails and finished a second time. The man slowly swayed over her and clung to her sensitive spot on her neck, prolonging her high, and leaving his own marks on her body.
They were dizzy from the awesome sensations, so the girl barely returned again pushed him to a new position, she rolled onto her stomach. For a long time it broke him to touch her gorgeous ass with his hands, so quickly realizing what she wanted, he growled in anticipation. C unexpectedly even for himself slapped her, causing at first a slight giggle from the blonde, but with the next clap he abruptly entered her and the laughter turned into a loud moan, starting him up even more.
The new position caused a clear sharp response in both of them, the girl trembled and writhed under his every deep thrust into her, tightly clinging to the headboard of the stretcher with her teeth, trying to drown out the screams. The lieutenant was also shaking, his previously pent-up desire to cum intensified at times, watching him disappear into her, how she reacts to his thrusts and his own moans brought him to the edge quite quickly.
He moaned and growled, feeling that he was losing his rhythm. But he did not have time to enjoy for a long time, the blonde suddenly tensed around him and incoherently shouting that "so good" and his name finished again. He began to cum immediately with her, spewing large streams of sperm, and falling on top of her, also whispering her name.
At the end, when they caught their breath and dispersed, before he had time to put on his boxers, the girl knelt down and licked his penis several times like ice cream, collecting the remnants, which caused him a sweet moan and a wide grin.»
The captain read some of the lines again, still in shock from what he found. The message text was printed and looked like a page torn out of a book, looking closely, he saw the number 79 at the bottom.
— Is this really a page of a book?! — the firefighter was indignant to himself, — Who reads this in the fire department, even on his shift?!
Matt tried to start thinking about who this person was, sitting down at 51 with an erotic book in which there was not enough page, but turning the sheet over with the other side, his thoughts flew out of his head faster than the first time. He couldn't believe his eyes, the man was looking at a hand-drawn image that illustrates what is written on the back and he knows these two very well.
He sees the outline of an ambulance at the edges, a gurney on which a man is lying, with strong abs, tousled short hair. A girl with long curls falling to her rounded ass is sitting on it, a man's strong hands are on the girl's lush breasts, and his admiring gaze is fixed on her face. Her plump lips are parted, her eyes are closed with pleasure.
The captain collapsed on the sofa next to him with a dull growl, the picture painted in front of him came to life in his head, he is not a complete idiot, and whoever wrote and drew this, he used the appearance of two specific people from 51 very reliably. Casey literally looked at himself and Brett in ambulance 61. He turned the text over again, quickly reviewing the contents, no names, just the initials — C and B.
— Damn it! It's true me and Sylvie... — the fireman moaned softly aloud. — How can I see it?! And the most important thing is how to find the one who wrote it?!
Trying to collect his thoughts, the man gave up with another muffled groan, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers and tightly squeezed his eyes shut. Although he is not a teenager who gets excited from everything he sees, but he has been lonely for a long time and has not had physical contact with women for a long time. And then there's the girl who was clearly present, and without this illustration, in his sexual fantasies and dreams. He became rigid at full length, and the images he had just read flashed through his head very vividly.
He used to think about Gabby, even after she left and they divorced, gradually her image began to blur and change in his subconscious, and for a long time, no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the face of the woman who drove him crazy in his dreams. Until one day, a few months ago, the image acquired the features of Sylvie Brett. He woke up in a hot sweat and damn hard when he was able to see her for the first time in the hazy image of his fantasies. It was after a shift where they had our boys at 51 during a storm. It was strangely stupid, but it happened.
After several such dreams with Sylvie, for some time he was afraid to fall asleep at all, especially during shifts at work, afraid to unknowingly call her name in a dream, or even shout. That's why he was still awake like everyone else, and was drinking his fourth cup of coffee, at the same time sorting out all his reports and cases.
He was tense most of the time next to Brett, trying to figure out how the hell she surfaced in his fantasies, and very, very hot fantasies. The captain came to the conclusion that she was definitely fantastically beautiful and sexually sweet, which he did not notice while he was married, although he saw her literally every other day at home and at work. He is like a blind kitten who has just opened his eyes to what has been near him for a certain amount of time, which causes a sense of trust and now has the opportunity to see it.
Sometimes a firefighter catches himself thinking that he's been staring at Brett for too long, and it doesn't matter if he's next to her or not, and now it looks like someone noticed it too, it's not just that "it" surfaced.
— My God! I really hope that the rest of the pages are books, not with the same characters. — The captain whined almost plaintively, shaking his head, still trying to get rid of the image of Brett sitting on him.
— What characters?
The man jumped up in fright, and quickly crumpled the piece of paper in his hands, hiding the piece of paper in the captain's jacket now. And grabbing a pillow, he threw it on his feet, slowly turning his upper body towards the source of the question, trying not to look like a deer in the headlights. Matt already knew who he would see, because he would recognize this voice from a million, he was thinking about her very non-platonically a few seconds ago, and still feels the twitching hard length of his penis, under the belt.
— Oh.. Sylvie? Have you been here long?
— Uh.. No, I woke up to Mouch and Joe snoring. Seriously, LOR is crying for these two. How do Trudy and Chloe sleep with them at home? It's unbearable. — Laughing slightly at her words, Matt shook his head.
— I snore too. At least that's what Dawson said. — he wanted to make a joke, but the blonde's face turned from cheerful to painful, he did not immediately catch up with her change of emotions, and while he was arguing whether she could also feel something for him, more than a friend, the girl was already answering him, and saying what the man did not expect.
— You don't snore. You're snuffling, sweet and quiet, definitely not like those two in that room. — The paramedic pointed her finger in the direction of the bedroom and walked around the sofa and sat down opposite the firefighter, and in response to his raised eyebrows, calmly continued. — We sleep literally a few meters from each other every third day for more than 5 years, Casey. Your cabin door is almost always open, and believe me, I've never heard you snore!
— It's nice to know. — He was obviously confused by her words, but pleasantly surprised.
— It's true. — The girl smiled sweetly, but quickly brought him back to an excited state with her question. — So what characters were you talking about when I came in?
Feeling his skin burn under her attentive gaze, the captain lowered his eyes to the pillow on his lap, unable to say a word. The paramedic waited patiently while he pondered hard whether he should show her his find.
— Um... I just found something… A page from the book. — Casey slurred, still not looking up at her.
— A page from a book? — The blonde repeated stupidly in obvious confusion. — What kind of book is this that makes you uncomfortable?
Slowly looking up at her, the man saw the interest on the face of the girl next to him, she somehow even became closer to him than she had been sitting before. Exhaling slowly and deeply, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a crumpled sheet. Shifting it unconsciously between his hands, the captain did not take his eyes off the curious girl next to him, her eyes shone with excitement to find out what was there.
Having made his decision, Casey timidly reached out and put the still crumpled piece of paper in her hand. Sylvie frowned in surprise at the state of the paper, but did not say a word, only carefully began to unfold it. The captain sat down completely facing her, not wanting to miss any emotion on her face when she realized what it was. It was tricky on his part and not entirely honest, but this way Matt could find out if she felt the same way about him.
Having unfolded the sheet, Brett suddenly tensed her whole body, and looked at the paper in her hands in shock. The man saw how quickly her cheeks and neck turned into a bright shade, looking at her hands, he understood why it happened so quickly. She discovered a drawing, not a text.
After opening and closing her mouth several times, she couldn't say anything, continuing to stare stupidly cute and blush.
— Where... where did you get this? — Brett asked, finally finding her voice, even if it was very shaky.
— Right under this sofa. — having already recovered from the first shock, Casey calmly replied. — There's also text on the back, right to this picture.
— Have you... have you read this? — squeaking softly, the blonde stared at him dumbfounded.
— Well, I first saw the text, and only then the turnover. So yes. — Laughing, the man nervously ran his hand through his hair, which made Sylvie swallow deeply.
The girl perfectly understood the probable content of the page on the back, as she recognized the hand of one firefighter in the sketch. Mouch showed her a lot of drawings when they discussed the novel a few years ago. But she had never seen that. She carefully, as if fearing what she would see, turned the sheet over and began to read.
After a couple of moments, she crumpled the paper again, and abruptly jumped to her feet, almost falling, and dumbfounded the man. Matt automatically stretched out his arms and caught her, without thinking until the end that he grabbed her ass and pulled so that the blonde fell on top of him.
Both of them took their breath away from the realization of the pose in which they found themselves. The pillow lying on the captain's legs slipped when he grabbed the girl, saving her from falling. But now Sylvie was on top of his torso and most likely felt his still strong arousal.
—Sylvie...— the captain whispered awkwardly and softly.
The blonde shifted uncomfortably, trying not to roll off the sofa completely, but only made it worse, now his entire solid length rested between her legs, from which they both let out a heavy sigh. Sylvie blushed even more than she was, but froze in place, breathing heavily. Matt took advantage of the situation and lightly but perceptibly ran his palms along her thighs and brought them back to her ass.
— Damn ... — the girl breathed out sharply, closing her eyes, afraid to look into his eyes, asking an obvious question. — Is this your reaction to the text or picture?
Sylvie accompanied her every word with friction along his length with her center, suffocating herself and making him suffocate. He grabbed her hips harder than he thought, stopping her movements, and probably leaving his fingerprints on her skin under her clothes. From which Brett forcefully bit her lower lip, restraining any moan ready to break, from how Matt felt under her.
— Damn it, I'm a man ... — the captain muttered indistinctly, and abruptly pulling her, he bit his lips into the lips of the blonde with a greedy kiss.
It took her a few moments to catch up with him and answer. Pretty quickly they moved on to slow and thoughtful caresses, reveling in the tenderness of the other. From her lips, Casey descended to her neck with light teasing touches to the skin, and the girl began to sway unconsciously sitting on him again.
Sylvie began to sob and cling more tightly to his shoulders, from the feeling of friction between them and his caresses on the skin. Gathering the last remnants of his consciousness, Matt pulled her by the hair and bent her leaning his forehead against her chest.
— Syl... God, how good do you feel… I can't take it anymore…
— Wait. — the blonde grabbed his face and lifted him to her for a kiss, and pulling away, breathlessly whispered. — I'm almost cum…
She did not have the opportunity to finish, the heat spread in a strong wave in the lower abdomen and she began to shake, and Matt let go after her. With trembling hands, he stroked her hair and back, gently kissing the lips of the recovering girl.
Pressing their foreheads to each other and looking into their eyes, they suddenly realized what they had done and where. Sylvie slid off him as carefully as she could and blushed deeply as before, refusing to look into the man's eyes. He was overwhelmed by a wave of embarrassment and disappointment at the thought that she regretted what had happened.
— I…
— You…
They spoke at the same time and a new wave of awkwardness passed between them. Taking a deep breath, Matt tried again, because Sylvie continued to be silent and look at her hands.
— Sylvie, we can pretend it didn't happen. We'll just write it off as a reaction to what we saw. I mean, if you're sorry?
— What?... — the blonde abruptly turned to face him. — Matt, I…
— I understand everything ... — with a disappointed sigh, he got up, heading towards the showers, he needs to clean himself up before anyone else notices his mess, and he will be able to suffer later.
— I'm not sorry. A gentle hand grasping his wrist and a frightened voice made him look at the girl standing behind him. — I've wanted this for a long time.
Abruptly pulling and holding her to him, the captain kissed her again.
— Me too. — smiling, the blonde looked around, and beckoned him to the showers, where he was heading.
— I think I need to clean myself up. Sylvie began, grinning slyly at him, leading them through the hallway, looking towards the bedroom. — And maybe while everyone is still asleep, I don't mind letting you compare the drawing with the original.
— You're a problem, Sylvie Brett. — spreading out in a satisfied grin and embracing her, lifting her in his arms, the delighted captain whispered.