notes/disclaimers
Man and wolf walked quietly side by side. Amidst all
big city noises, they walked in silence. Benny felt
empty inside. Dief could sense it, but he was more
worried wondering why they had to walk home. Going by
car was so much better.
Benny felt lonely and empty. It was ridiculous to feel
like that. He was exiled in Chicago, he was supposed
to feel like that. Ray had lessened it. Not, that was
an understatement - Ray had actually turned exile and
all images conjured in that hard word (loneliness,
coldness, despair) into a warm friendship Benny never
even imagined he deserved.
More ridiculous yet. Ray had been unable to pick them
up at the Consulate because he was out. Ray and
several detectives were giving backup to a DEA bust in
Chicago. It was a big operation, supposed to last all
night long.
Benny was so used to Ray's company at nights that he
was feeling awkward. And empty. In Chicago, at rush
hour, Benny was feeling lonely. Talk about being alone
in a crowded city.
The Canadian berated himself mentally once more. It
was just for one night. He had no reason for such
self-pity. He was a Mountie, for Pete's sake.
Man and wolf finally arrived at the dilapidated
apartment. Dief noticed the heavy steps of his human
companion, and was intrigued. His human surely missed
the company of his slender counterpart.
The moment they stepped into the apartment, the wolf
looked at Benny with a different gaze in amber eyes.
The Mountie paid very little attention to him,
however, turning immediately to the small kitchen and
busying himself into getting a quick meal for the
wolf. Dief shrugged and waited for dinner.
Benny tried hard to focus on those prosaic activities.
He had to Dief, undress, shower - no dinner for
himself, though. That should keep his mind off Ray and
off the emptiness that threatened to swallow his
heart.
He put the bowl on the ground and Dief approached to
get his meal, intent on not trying to understand the
Mountie. Even after all these years of companionship,
sometimes he still had such a hard time figuring out
these humans.
Benny watched Dief eating for a while and realised he
was in no mood for a meal. He took off the tunic and
hung it in the closet. He sighed heavily and looked at
his father's watch on his wrist. Seven o'clock. It
would be such a long lonely night.
Still in the closet, he took off his boots and
jodhpurs, grabbed a robe and padded heavily to the
bathroom. Dief raised his head when he passed by, then
resumed eating.
Benny opened the bathroom's door and stopped, dead in
his tracks. Jaw-gaped, he stood motionless for a few
seconds, his heart pounding heavily until his shocked
brain could process the scene in front of him.
There were candles all over the bathroom. Some of them
were scented, and all of them danced in flickering
lights, bringing a kaleidoscope of colours to the
white tiles. A rented towel-rack heater was near the
toilet, already prepared to full use. Last, but not
least, there was a naked Chicago cop leaning against
the bath tub with his arms crossed, staring at Benny
in a smug way. He had a ghost of a smile in his face
and the brightest light of the room in his emerald
green eyes.
"Hi, gorgeous." Voice: husky. Benny's knees: wobbling.
"Ray?" He managed to say.
"I was waiting for you."
"But... you were, I mean, weren't you..."
"DEA got smart for a change and caught the guys ahead
of the operation. The thing was called off." Ray was
still leaning against the tub, his elegant burgundy
cock half-hard. "Thought I could surprise you." He
smiled in earnest, his eyes twinkled like little
stars. "Are you surprised?"
Benny nodded, his eyes fixed on Ray's cock, which was
quickly springing to attention, taut and proud. "Yes."
"Good. But you should have remembered what I promised
you sometime ago, Benny." Ray rose from the tub and
walked slowly towards the Canadian, who was having a
hard time getting his blood to flow anywhere but his
groin. Ray's cock bobbed as he walked, a mesmerising
vision.
"What... what was that, Ray?"
"I promised you no more lonely nights, Benny." Ray
wrapped his arms around his lover, revelling in the
feeling of his body against his. "No more. Ever."
The End