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There has been some interested in an additional excerpt for Ash and Matthew, since I love these two boys so much, I give you an excerpt I like to call “Dinner and Desert”:
Ash stomped his boots off on the porch before opening the door to the mudroom. He still had three more hours in his shift. The shift was running slow though. The snow had kept most people home and off the roads. He called Matthew and asked him to make dinner for the two of them, as he would be able to stop at home to eat.
“Hey,” Matthew called from the kitchen once Ash shut the door against the cold.
“Hey,” Ash called back. He wiped his feet off further and walked on the mat through the hall. He didn’t take his boots off in case he had to leave in a hurry.
Matthew stood at the stove hovering over a pot of something that smelled amazing. He smiled at Ash as he entered the kitchen. “How’s work?” Matthew asked, turning around to face Ash.
“Slow.” He grabbed Matthew and pulled him towards him. Matthew dipped his head just enough to reach the slightly shorter man and tug his lips into a dominating kiss.
This was the first time they had properly seen each other in three days. Matthew had been working nights, and Ash had been on day shift. He hated when that happened. At least this was his last shift on this set. They had the next four days off together. Just the two of them. Ash couldn’t wait.
Matthew pulled away grinning. “Think you can get off early?” he asked.
“No, I’m needed in case there’s an accident, knock on wood,” Ash said. They both rapped on the kitchen cabinet door. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Matthew said. He kissed his partner again. “Are you hungry?”
“Starving,” Ash replied with a look that indicated that he was hungry for more than just food.
“Down boy,” Matthew told him. “I made clam chowder. Sit. I’ll get you a bowl.” Ash dropped himself in his spot at the kitchen table.
“Seventy-four-Queen, are you 10-25 yet?” Ash’s radio crackled.
“That’s a 10-4, dispatch,” Ash replied.
“10-4, let us know when you’re 10-8.”
Matthew set a bowl of clam chowder and a basket of tea biscuits in front of Ash. “Do you have to go?” he asked, sitting down at the table.
“No, I forgot to tell her I was 10-25,” Ash replied.
“That means you’re on dinner break right?”
“Uh-huh.” Ash took two tea biscuits from the basket. They were still warm.
“Did you make these?”
“Yes. I had to call Mom for the recipe though,” Matthew said. He also took two from the basket and buttered them.
“How is it that I get a man who can cook and makes me dinner on a regular basis?”
“Just lucky I guess,” Matthew said and Ash smiled. “Eat before it gets cold,” he instructed.
The two men tucked into their simple but delicious meal, devouring the entire thing. “That was amazing,” Ash declared pushing his chair back from the table.
Matthew blushed. “Thanks,” he said.
Ash stood up and picked up their empty bowls and side plates. They got dumped into the sink. He went to turn the water on but a pair of strong arms slipped around his waist stopping him. “Matt?”
“Love you,” Matthew whispered, planting a kiss to the nape of Ash’s neck.
Matthew spun Ash around and pulled him as close as the duty belt and bulletproof vest would allow. He pinned Ash against the counter rubbing their crotches together.
“Love you too,” Ash murmured back. They kissed, the edge of the counter digging into Ash’s back as his hands wandered down squeezing Matthew’s ass though his jeans. That made Matthew growl louder than usual.
Matthew broke away kissing a spot on Ash’s neck. “Why don’t you find out what I have waiting for you,” he whispered into Ash’s ear.
Ash groaned. Matthew stepped away enough for Ash to get his hands on his partner’s belt. Ash undid it, and his hands slid inside Matthew’s jeans and boxer briefs. His fingers caressed Matthew’s semi-hard length. “Very nice,” Ash commented. He rolled the head in his fingers causing Matthew to hiss.
“Mmm, but that’s not the surprise. Keep looking,” Matthew said with a sly smile.
Ash stroked his partner one last time before moving his hands. He stroked Matthew’s hips. “Warmer,” he hinted. Ash rubbed his thumbs over the sides of Matthew’s hips. “Warmer,” Matthew told him.
“Give me a hint,” Ash said, enjoying this game. His fingers brushed against the top of Matthew’s ass.
“Even warmer,” Matthew replied. Ash’s hands moved lower brushing the top of his crack. “Warmer,”Matthew teased.
Ash smiled, his fingers crept lower. “There?” he asked, his fingers teasing around Matthew’s entrance.
“Burning hot, but not quite,” Matthew said with a hitch in his voice as Ash slid a finger into his already lubed ass. Instead of the warm and slick tunnel he expected, Ash met a hard resistance just inside, “And what is that?” he asked.
Matthew smiled, “Your surprise.”
Ash groaned. “What the heck is it?”
Matthew bit Ash’s lip, pulling back. “Butt plug.”
Ash raised an eyebrow. “Where’s the base?”
“It’s called a low profile. There’s a hidden base so it can be worn at any time, and no one can tell it’s there,” Matthew said his eyes narrowing as he gave his partner a mischievous smile.
“And it’s for me?” Ash asked. He already grew harder at the thought, if that was possible.
“Yes, it is. You’re going to wear it for the rest of your shift.”
“If it’s for me then why are you wearing it?”
Matthew grinned. “Keeping it warm for you.”
“You’re a kinky bastard, Matthew Ryman.”
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