by Nicole S
"Hi."
"Hi."
Vic sat down and looked around. No Director yet. "I
see your eye has cleared up from that last battle with Jackie." Vic smiled at
her. "You look good."
"Thanks."
The door opened and the Director walked
in. "It's so nice not to have you tearing your partner's hair out, Li
Ann."
Li Ann rolled her eyes.
"Partners?" Vic said. "I thought Mac and
I..."
The Director cut him off. "I am putting you four into boy-girl,
boy-girl assignments temporarily. I can't have all these disruptions with two
of you fighting all the time and two of you..." She looked at Vic and smiled.
"Two of you getting along too well." She laid a file folder on the
table.
Vic's face turned white, and he opened his mouth to speak. Realizing
no sound was coming out, he closed it quickly.
The Director smiled at him
sweetly. "Therefore, I have decided to split the boys and girls up. Your
first assignment will be working tonight at the U.S. Consulate's Halloween
party. It seems that every year one of the Consulates or Embassies is targeted
by a prankster. Last year the Australian Ambassador was covered head to toe in
pink foam. While fun and games are fun and games, everyone is getting tired of
it. A tip came in that this year it may be the U.S. or Paraguay. You get the
U.S., Mac and Jackie get Paraguay. We are to find out who this person is and
stop him or her. You will also be looking out for the Ambassador's
safety."
"A glorified Security Guard." Vic huffed.
She shrugged. "If you
want to call it that. I have ordered your Halloween costumes already. You may
pick them up from Dobrinsky later."
"Costumes? We have to wear
costumes?"
"It is Halloween, Victor."
Victor rolled his eyes.
"What
costumes have you ordered?" Li Ann asked.
"That's a surprise! Don't worry,
I've put a lot of thought into them. I'm sure they will suit you well." She
looked at Vic then Li Ann. "That's it. Have fun." She stood up, turned and
walked out the door.
Li Ann sighed and picked up the folder on the table.
"We have to be there by seven. Why don't you pick me up about 6:30?"
"Yeah,
okay, whatever."
"Come on, let's see what Dobrinsky has waiting for us." Li
Ann stood up and walked to the door, Vic trailing behind her.
6:30
p.m.
Vic knocked on Li Anne's door. He sighed. No Mac tonight. He was
hoping they could get together later but did not know how to approach the
younger man. He was shy and nervous when it came to matters of the
heart.
"Vic, is that you?" A voice came from within the
apartment.
"Yeah."
"It's open."
Vic walked in and closed the door behind
him.
"I'll be out in a minute, make yourself at home." Li Ann said from the
bedroom.
"Fine, no hurry."
He looked at himself in the mirror of the dining
room. What used to be their dining room. Nothing had changed, except the
picture of them had been taken off the wall. He straightened his lanyard.
Trust the Director to pick a Mountie costume for him. He turned and made sure
the yellow stripes running down the sides his trousers were even. The red
serge did look rather good. The boots hurt, but the Stetson was cool.
"Okay,
I'm ready."
Vic turned to see Li Ann in a Geisha Girl outfit. He started
laughing. "Oh god, look at you."
"Thanks a lot, Victor." She gave an
exasperated sigh and put her hands on her hips. "I didn't pick this out you
know."
He cleared his throat and smirked again. "I know. It's just,
very..."
"It's typical Director."
"Exactly."
"What about you? You look
like you're auditioning for a Due South episode."
"Well, I was a cop you
know."
"Yeah, but you were never that hot in your Blues."
The remark sailed
right over Vic's head. "What? I thought women loved men in uniform."
"Only
when they're not arresting them. I was a thief once, you know."
"Point
taken." He looked at his watch. "Let's get this over with."
6:50
p.m.
Vic and Li Ann arrived at the Consulate just as the other guests started
streaming in.
"How are we going to pick him out in this crowd?"
"The
Director said that we should look for someone acting suspicious."
"It's
Halloween, everyone's suspicious."
Vic sighed. This was going to be one hell
of a long night. "Tell you what. I'll do a circuit around the room, you stay
here and check out people coming in."
"Okay."
Vic walked around the room,
nodding at the two other men dressed as Mounties. He didn't know if they were
real RCMP or just in the costume for the evening. Seeing no unusual activity,
he decided to pick up a couple of drinks for him and Li Ann.
"You read my
mind, I'm parched." Li Ann said as she took the glass of wine from
Victor.
"Anyone look suspicious?"
Li Ann took a sip of wine. "Three sets
of Blues Brothers, two Scream guys, one Mimi, a handful of Vampires, Witches
and Angels...other than that, no. The Ambassador and his wife are Fred and
Wilma Flintstone."
Suddenly Vic spotted someone they might be looking for.
"Look at that guy over there."
"Where?"
"The Ninja"
"What about
him?"
"You can't see his face with that mask. This could be our man."
Li
Ann looked at the man slinking around by the windows. There was something very
familiar about him.
"I'm going to see what he's up to." Vic handed Li Ann
his drink and quickly walked over to the Ninja.
"Wait, Vic, I think that's
just..." Vic had followed the man out a side door and was out of range by
then. "...never mind." She downed her glass of wine and started on
Vic's.
Vic followed the Ninja out the door and to the parking lot. He
drew his gun and snuck up behind the black clad man. "Freeze."
Suddenly, the
Ninja spun around and knocked the gun out of Vic's hand. He tried to block the
kick, but ended up sprawled on the hood of a car. His hat fell to the
ground.
The Ninja held him down with his hands, his lower torso pinning him
to the hood of the car. Vic's eyes grew wide as he could feel a rather
impressive erection pressing into his groin. The Ninja moved one hand up and
held Vic's wrists. The other moved down and started undoing his pants.
"What
the hell are you doing? Get off me!" Vic tried in vain to squirm his way out
of the other man's grip but his position left him without leverage.
"Shhhhhh.
Don't fight it, Vic."
"Mac? Is that you?"
Suddenly the mask came off
revealing a flushed, smirking face. "I had to drag you away from that party
somehow."
"You could have just come up and talked to me."
"That would have
been too easy. I'm supposed to be at the Paraguayan Embassy. I didn't want
anyone to see me."
"So where's Jackie?"
"I told her I was following a
suspect and she should continue surveillance on her own."
"And she bought
that?"
"She doesn't care. She has men falling over her left, right and
centre in her Xena costume."
"Xena?"
"Enough talking, Vic." The younger
man looked down at his captive and smirked again before covering his mouth with
his own.
Vic arched into the kiss hungrily. He welcomed Mac's tongue into
his mouth.
Mac still held tightly onto Vic's wrists with one hand, while the
other went down to finish the job on his trousers. He put his hand inside,
caressing Vic's now rock hard cock. He moaned into Mac's mouth. Vic struggled
against Mac's hands, trying to touch the other man. "No. Let me do this, Vic.
I want you to give yourself to me."
"But..."
"Let me pleasure
you."
"Well...if....okay." Vic relaxed and let Mac continue. The younger
man then pulled Vic's pants down around his knees. They would not go any
further due to the boots that were laced up his calves.
Mac undid the buttons
on Vic's red serge jacket. His mouth latched on to the older man's again,
probing the hot, moist interior with his tongue. He broke free as the jacket
was opened revealing the ever present white undershirt. He frantically
untucked it and rolled it up, revealing Vic's hard nipples.
Vic sucked in his
breath as Mac's mouth suckled at his nipples. His tongue flicked across them,
leaving Vic's head swimming. He wanted to feel this man inside him as soon as
possible.
Slowly Mac released Vic's hands from his grip. He undid his own
pants and brought his cock out to tease Vic's.
Vic closed his eyes and
moaned, as the skin on skin contact was almost too much to bear.
Mac ran his
tongue down from Vic's nipples, along his chest to the velvet hardness that
greeted him at his groin. He took Vic's cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue
along the top and around the head.
Vic arched his back and wove his fingers
through Mac's short, dark hair. He was in ecstasy, Mac's tongue flicking along
the underside of the head, lapping up the pre-cum on the tip, sucking ever so
gently on the head. He was going to come soon.
"Mac...I..."
Mac brought
his head up off of his lover. "I know. Hold on okay?" He kissed the older
man, letting him taste himself on his tongue. He lingered for a while, just
kissing Vic while he cooled off.
"I want you, Vic. I want to be inside
you."
"That's....that's two of us." Victor groaned, it was hard to hold
on.
Mac turned Vic over so he was face down on the car. Using the pre-cum
from his own cock, he began to work two fingers into Vic's ass.
"Oh yeah,
Mac. That's....that's nice."
"Hmmmm. Wait until it's me, it will feel a lot
better."
Mac squeezed another finger into Vic, stretching him wider. Then it
was time to replace his fingers with the head of his cock. He pushed in
slowly, savoring the tightness. "You feel good, Victor."
Vic could only
moan.
Mac started slowly moving in and out of Vic. He wanted this slow and
sweet. He bent over and kissed Vic's cheek and ear, whispering encouragement
into his ear. "You feel so good, Vic. I've always wanted you, from the first
day I saw you. When we were fighting about the roses, I wanted you then. I
wanted to comfort you when your cop buddies tried to kill you. I was hoping
you would come see me, and I could make all the pain go away. I wanted you
then, I want you now. Especially in this sexy Mountie uniform."
Vic moaned
again. He could not reply in words but reached up and brushed the younger
man's face.
"Come on, babe, we're going to come." Mac reached around and
started stroking Vic's cock while driving into him.
Vic moaned and dug his
fingers into the hood of the car, which started making a squeaking
sound.
"Yeah Vic....yeah, come on....yeah." Mac felt Vic's muscles tighten
and heard him scream his name as he spilled himself into his hand. Mac was
right there with him, collapsing on top of his lover. He kissed the back of
his now sweaty neck and lay his head on the red serge.
Finally he pulled out
of the older man and rolled him over to kiss him on the lips.
Vic finally
spoke. "You really meant all that? You want me?"
Mac touched his face,
"Yes, I do."
"I...I'm not good with words." He breathed in and out sharply.
"I want you too."
"I know you do."
They leaned in together and wrapped
their arms around each other in a passionate embrace. Their mouths finding
each other's again as their hands moved over each other's bodies.
The
Director and Dobrinsky stood at the doorway leading to the back of the
Consulate, staring at the agents making out.
"It's romantic, don't you
think?"
"It's not my cup of tea."
"Oh but there are so many flavours out
there, Mr. Dobrinsky. Sometimes you have to taste each one to find out which
one you like."
"Still..."
"A little jealous are we?"
"Me? No
way."
"Hmmmm. Well, let's leave our little love birds alone for the moment,
shall we?"
"You're not going to stand here and watch some more?"
The
Director smirked. "I'll watch them later at home. The Cleaners have set up a
rather elaborate surveillance on my boys. It's better than any show I've seen
on television. I quite enjoy my Vic and Mac tapes."
The Director and
Dobrinsky turned, and went back inside the building.
10:30 a.m.
ic walked into the conference room, expecting to see Mac.
Instead, Li Ann sat there with her head back, staring at the ceiling. Vic
frowned slightly, he was hoping his new lover was waiting for
him.
