RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Damn, how on earth am I supposed to do that?" I ask, "I mean, look at your incredible hotness and then look at me. How on Earth am I supposed to seduce you when you're not seeing me as the stunning, chiseled, tall, dark, handsome, mysterious beast beer goggles make me?"

I bring a hand up to my forehead, sighing overdramatically, "Woe is me!"

I've begun to feel better about the way I look. I still feel like I look way too rough and worn out for Coby but he's a very, very persuasive kind of guy. He's made me feel much better about myself. He always has.

"You're just going to have to stoop to my level tonight baby."

I roll my eyes at him before placing my bowl of rice down on the table in front of me before folding my arms over my chest and just looking at him.

"Do you want to try that again?" I smirk, "because I am not moving or doing anything unless you seduce me."

I wish he was more confident about his body. He is so sexy, so beautiful to me. He may have a little bit of a beer belly, and his eyes aren't as bright as they used to be, but I'm not exactly all that.

"I can do that." I say, smiling across at him.

I try to think sexy, looking across at him helps greatly with this. He's still amazing even after all these years. I can't imagine anyone I'd rather be with, anyone who looks better than him, anyone who makes me feel any better than he does.

I lean across him a little, running a hand along his thigh, "So, beautiful, what's it going to take to get you to give me a chance tonight?"

"Weeeeeell, let's see, shall we?" I say with a smirk as I take the empty plate of sushi from his hand and place it down on the table in front of me where my food has being look forgotten.

"I am hardly drunk, as I have only had a sip of wine. I am still, not too happy with you and your secrets," I scowl playfully, "so, I would say... A lot."

I love being like this, I know how much it annoys Brian when I act all... womanly, but he knows I'm joking around.

"Hmph, the only lot I like is between your legs." I whine, trying to think of how I can seduce my lover.

I move on the sofa so I'm sat astride one of his legs, "Surely you can't resist me, the possibility of great make up sex."

I take the dirty road now, my mouth moving to his neck, his ear, whispering little promises to him as my hands move over his body, "It's the best kind of sex. The naughty lover all eager to please so that his boyfriend will let him sleep with him. He'll do anything."

"Anything?" I say in a low drawn out voice as I feel his lips and breath ghost over my neck.

I smile at the concept of him doing anything to me, the concept is so inviting.

"Well, if you are willing to do anything for me, you sexy little Angel of mine, maybe you would be willing to put on a little show for me?"

"Mmm, what kind of show did you have in mind, baby?" I ask, moving my hands under his shirt, fingers running over the ridges of his back.

I'm not feeling especially sexy, I really hope I'm not going to have to perform some kind of striptease. I don't really know if I could be at full hotness right now. Then again one lustful look from Coby and I become some crazed pornstar.

"I don't know, why don't you let your creative.." I stop myself for a minute when I just remember something from a few mouths ago.

"Are you still going on about that? You really have a thing for danger, don't you?" I still can't quite understand why Brian's got this thing for me putting a gun to his head.

I think that it's one of the worst ideas in the world. But that's probably because I know the real deal of what goes on with weapons. I know it's not pretty, totally not sexy.

A cat like grin graces my face as I look up at Brian on my lap. I push him off of my lap and keep that grin on my face as I stand from the sofa and make my way out of the room and up the stairs, to find my equipment.

"Coby?" I call out, "Coby?!"

What the fuck is going on? He disappears smiling like some maniacal psychopath and leaves me here by myself. What does he expect me to do? Fuck myself with sashimi? Because that's not happening on my watch.

I lean back in the sofa, arms folded, pouting.

"You better be coming back or I'll jerk off to Kiss Kiss Bang Bang again."

I giggle to myself as I pluck my handcuffs and my gun from my cupboard in my office, (where I really should do my work but I never do, I have paperwork dotted all over the house.) I close the cupboard door before throwing the objects down on the sofa in there before grabbing one of my work shirts and throwing it on my bare torso.

I grin to myself as I leave my shirt unbuttoned, pick up my gun (checking the safety is one and putting it into the front of my pants) and my handcuffs.

I let the handcuffs jingle in my hand as I walk down the stairs and back into the living room. I clear my throat as I am about to enter the room, putting my cop voice on before I do so.

"Mr Haner. This is the new York police department. Please come out with your hands up."

Ohhh, that's how this is going to go down. I never realized quite how sexy he sounded when he's being bad cop. Maybe I should have got him annoyed at me earlier?

"Yes, Officer." I say, trying to play as innocent as possible as I stand up, hands half heartedly thrown in the air.

He walks into the living room, still impressive body on display under a loose shirt, his gun with him, handcuffs in one hand. I'm struggling to keep my excitement in check. This is fucking hot.

I walk into the room, a serious look on my face as I see Brian sat on the couch with his hands on his air and a smile on his face.

"Mr Brian Haner," I say as I walk powerfully over towards him, "we have being trying to find you for a while now. You are a very secretive criminal, aren't you?"

I stand in front of him, my arms folded over my chest as I look down at his still smiling face. He's obviously amazed that I have actually agreed to his biggest fantasy, even though I am still a little mad at him.

"Why are you smiling? Are you proud of what you did, uh?"

"Not at all, sir." I say, watching as he looms over me, "I'm just enjoying the view, so to speak."

I stand up, getting as close to him as I can, hands still raised.

"Are you here to punish me, officer? Make me sorry for all the naughty things I've done?"

Come on Coby, get mad, get pissed off, fuckin' hit me. Chain me to the chair and fuck my with your gun. Make me deep throat your night stick while you jack off in my hair...

I stick my thumb out into the inside of my cheek as I listen to him. I am trying to think of how I can handle this, I don't get angry really quickly, so it's going to be a little while before I am getting really violent with him, even though i know that that is what he wants. But, I can build up a character to hate him, so I can be violent to him, I guess.

"Ooooh, you want to be punished, is that it? You little dirty faggot. There is always one like you behind something like this, isn't there?" I sneer as I grab onto one of Brian's raised hands.

I laugh evilly as I pull my handcuffs from my belt and cuff one of his hands before cuffing the other one, "I bet you love this, don't you? Because you seem like a real bitchy little bottom to me Haner."

"You should know, sweetcheeks." I say, switching completely into my nasty bastard mode now, "I bet you've had to deal with your fair share."

I love getting to play around like this. I've had a thing about uniforms ever since Coby told me he was going into the police force. I think that's probably what started it off actually. This seems like it'll be more rewarding that the female 'police officers' that I've dealt with.

I get up into his face, "Big, strong guy like you, you're telling me you've never taken advantage of a few boys like me."

I pull the cuffs tight, knowing that Brian is trying to help along my nasty side, and he's doing really well with the questioning of my morals as a police officer.

I turn Brian around roughly and pull at his arms to pull him closer to a free wall. Once I find an opening I push him up against the wall, kicking his feet apart and holding him in place with my hardening crotch on his ass.

"So, you admit to taking advantage of younger boys? I bet they were minors, you sick fuck. Something else for me to book you for," I say before letting out a coarse laugh.

I leer right up to Brian's ear, letting my breath ghost over it before grinning evilly, "are you scared Brian?"

I can feel a shudder go through me as his hot breath hits my face.

"Terrified, officer." I drawl, looking back at him a little, really turned on by this dominating side of him.

I push back against him as best I can, pleased to feel his hard on against my ass. Obviously dear Coby's a little dirtier than he realized. Just another thing to add to my list of reasons I love him. (The list is pretty much endless right now).

"You going to show me just how good an older man can be then? Keep me away from the twinks."

I feel kind of gross bringing up these ideas around him but he knows I'm not some kind of depraved pervert...

Well at least not with kids anyway.

I laugh whole-heartedly before tightening my grip on his arms and pushing him even closer into the wall.

"Not exactly sicko," I say with a grin, "I was thinking maybe teaching you a lesson you'll never forget, and maybe a little introduction to all the raping you're going to be getting in prison."

OK, I know as well as every other officer in the force that there is no rape in the prisons. Not in our state anyway. But, it works to play off a stereotype.

I can't surpress a cry as he pushes me against the wall, it's so rough, it's hit my dick just right. Fucking hell, this is going to be fun.

"Oh no, I'll get raped in jail?" I ask, with the smug innocent voice so many people hate, "How will I ever deal with something like that? Guess you're going to have to break me in pretty good, officer."

I move back against him a little, "If you think you're up to it."

"Well, I don't think I am, I'm not exactly rock hard for you y'see, you're not as good looking as you think," I grin.

I pull my gun from the front of my pants before checking it again that there are no bullets and it's on safety before pressing the hot metal to Brian's cheek.

"But I think he's up to the challenge, as you can see, he's got a very big barrel."

I try to stop the excited grin coming across my face. Oh Coby, you spoil me.

"Mm, I had wondered what that big, hard thing was pressing into my back." I say, looking over the gun, "I mean, it was far too big to belong to someone as angry as you."

I really want him to hit me for some reason, just pistol whip me or something. I don't know how to get this across to him without breaking character. Or begging for it. And Brian Haner does not beg.

I turn my head just enough to press my lips to the barrell of the gun, "He's hotter than you."

I roll my eyes at his attempts to try and make me angrier.

"Stop trying to make me angry, because it's not going to work. I'm pretty satisfied that I've got you pressed against the wall, not able to move under my strength."

Well, I know he's trying to make me angry for the character, but it's not going to work because I am just not angry. I don't want to be really angry at him, because I never want to be that angry, even in a role play sex game.

"Now, are you going to just be a good boy and shut up, or am I going to have to leave tired up in the street for some gang members to find you?"

"I bet you've dreamed of getting a couple of your perps against the wall like this, ready to teach them a lesson for being naughty." I say, rubbing myself up against the wall a little.

Doesn't look like I'm going to get him pissed off enough to hit me, I might have to save that one, make hints towards it a little later. If all else fails just demand it from him.

"But I'll be a good boy, officer... until you realize that's not what you want."

"Not what I want, please, no one will miss you boy," I say as I place my gun back into the front of my pants.

I don't say anything else to him as I reach around his front, unbuckle his belt and pull at his pants pretty quickly to get them off of him.

I pull his pants down to his ankles, along with his boxers to admire him from behind. I always had a dirty little fetish for bare-backing my lovers.

Mm, someone's eager.

I've almost forgotten that this is me and Coby now. I feel like an actor playing a part, something I've done most of my life already. It comes easily to me and it's sure fun.

"Like what you see, sir?"

If he's anything like me, that'll drive him wild.

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