Advice	Advice

 by Jodie Louise

  

 

 Disclaimer: Not mine. I borrow them.

 Author's Notes: Thanks to Snowee for the comment which lead to the idea.
Thanks D.

 Story Notes: After writing obvious and bringing up Huey/Kowalski pairing
I had to write this.

 

 

 "Advice"
 By Jodie Louise 

 "He's not gonna notice." I say, taking the empty chair beside Kowalski's
in the bullpen. 

 It'd been subtle at first. Kowalski would turn up in clothes that
actually looked like they'd been washed and ironed. Next he started
shaving more, until it became every day. He brought a new pair of boots.
And then he got his hair streaked through with gold blond which
highlighted his eyes. 

 But it was the cologne that did it. I knew then. A guy like Kowalski
doesn't wear cologne -- probably can't even say cologne. 

 Today he had gone to far more effort than usual, even put on a smart
jacket. 

 "Wha ya talkin' about, Huey?" Kowalski snaps. 

 Trying to bluff it out. He's not going to. 

 "All this effort -- he's not gonna notice." I say shaking my head as
Kowalski opens his mouth, "No, don't pretend you don't know what I'm
talking about, because you know you do. I've seen the way you look at his
butt." 

 Kowalski turns to me, narrowed eyes. 

 "Ya very observant there, aintcha?" 

 I smile. 

 "Come on." I say getting up. 

 I don't look back but can hear Kowalski follow me to one of the interview
rooms. When we get in Kowalski turns and faces me. He looks pissed. 

 "Whatcha gotta say?" 

 "The mountie is not into men." 

 This takes the thunder out of him. In fact his body almost seems to cave
in. 

 "How d'ya know?" 

 "Oh, I know." I say breaking into a grin. 

 It was quite funny. Fraser went the same colour as his uniform. People as
attractive as he is have got to expect to get offers. I was very charmed
by the way his flushed at my words before he quietly mumbled an apology. 

 "Ya tried it on with him?" squeaks Kowalski, running his hand through his
hair. 

 "He's straight. Not interested." 

 "So that buddy breathing..." Kowalski mumbles under his breath. 

 "What?" 

 "It don't matter." sighs Kowalski collapsing into a chair. 

 I crouch down beside him and squeeze his thigh. Kowalski turns and looks
at me. 

 "Now, there are some people who really appreciate the effort you have
made today." I say smoothly, holding his gaze. 

 "Yeah? Ya gonna tell me who these people are then?" 

 "Well let's just say they are very close to you now." 

 I massage his groin through the denim. Kowalski gasps. 

 "'Kay." he says, and kisses me. 

 Poor mountie. Poor dumb-ass mountie. Don't know what he's missing. Anyone
can tell the way he looks at Kowalski it's love. But Fraser's too timid.
More fool him. He turned me down `cos he is saving his ass for Kowalski.
This is payback time `cos I get Kowalski. And let's face it, Kowalski is
bound to be more fun than the mountie between the sheets. 

 I feel real pleased with myself as I grab at Kowalski's hot cock. 

End Advice by Jodie Louise: jodie.mouse@virgin.net

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