Syn slowly nodded his head.
“Good.” Furi reached around and palmed Syn’s dick, giving it a few nice, long strokes. Syn’s whimper and moan were fucking beautiful. Furi would never tire of those sounds. “I know that feels good, baby, but trust me, I haven’t even started pleasuring you yet. I want to go take a quick shower. You go in your room and get ready for me. I’ll meet you there in a few minutes.”
Syn looked like he didn’t want to move.
“Go,” Furi said sternly against Syn’s mouth, licking those sexy lips one last time as he grabbed his bag, making his way into the bathroom. He really needed to wash that nasty alley-fight grime off as quickly as possible, then he was going to fuck Syn so good the man would think he had invented sex.
‘By Golly, I Think He Likes It’
Syn went into his room, leaving a nice-sized crack in the door. He moved about the spacious room, picking up dirty clothes, throwing them in a corner since he didn’t have a hamper. He secured his guns in his nightstand, making sure the safeties were on while trying not to over-think everything. He washed quickly; giving a certain area a few extra scrubs, then swished some too-hot mouthwash around a couple times before leaving the bathroom. Wearing only a towel around his waist he quickly smoothed out the fitted sheet and folded the blue plaid comforter down. Syn climbed on the bed and listened to see if Furi had stopped the shower yet ... he had. Fuck, fuck. Okay. Calm down. Breathe. This is not the same thing as Rhodes. You couldn’t do it with him because Rhodes wasn’t the one ... Furious Barkley is.
Furi had hit the nail on the head. Syn did want to feel; feel good, feel cared for. His whole life he’d been going through the motions of life like a damn robot. 'Be a good cop' was his mantra. It’s all he’d fucking known his entire life. Now he was over thirty and he’d let almost half his life pass without letting himself feel something meaningful, intimate. Furi was going to give him that tonight – and if the brief scene in the kitchen was any indication – Furi was going to give it to him just the way he needed it.
At first he was nervous about Furi’s talk of taking his control and ordering him through this, but the man had been right. What he did in the privacy of his own bedroom was no one’s business but his. Period. He wasn’t feeling any less like a man about letting Furi fuck him. Syn hated to even think about it, would never say it out loud, but he was pretty sure that Day was on the receiving end when he and God made love. So when he thought about it Furi was right. It takes a real man to let another man top him. It came down to trust. Trusting your partner enough to share something very intimate with him. Syn was ready. Oh hell yeah, he was ready.
Syn stretched out on his full-size bed, he'd decided against a queen or king because he never thought he'd be sharing it with anyone, figuring he’d upsize if it became necessary. Maybe it has. His previous tricks hadn't slept in his bed, they'd never made it past his couch. Maybe he’d keep the full; it meant Furi would always have to be real close to him.
Syn gulped when Furi pushed his bedroom door the rest of the way open and stood there completely naked and beautiful. Syn’s eyes immediately honed in on Furi’s long un-cut cock jutting out from his neatly trimmed pubic hair. It wasn’t overly thick, which Syn thought might be a good thing, especially for his first time, but the length was impressive. He hadn't noticed that he was holding his breath until a hard gust of air burst through his lips. “Fuck.”
Furi remained where he was, letting Syn look his fill. “You’d think you've never seen my cock before, Detective.” Furi’s deep voice ricocheted off his bare walls.
“What?” Syn whispered, still mesmerized by Furi’s nudity. A man was actually naked in his bedroom.
“You have seen my cock before. Surely with all your investigation of Illustra’s entertainers, you saw some of my videos too, right?” Furi smiled.
“Um. No. Once I found out you worked there, I let my Lieutenant handle your file.” Syn thought about what he’d just said ... fuck, Day’s watched my boyfriend jerk off. Oh this can’t be good.
“What’s wrong? You told me you didn’t care that I’d done it. Why didn’t you want to watch them?” Furi didn’t look upset, just intrigued.
“I didn’t want to violate you like that.” Syn felt his face heat. Furi was an adult entertainer. It wasn’t likely he’d perform in front of a camera if he felt ashamed.