Fandom:	Houston Knights
Series:	Heat
Rating:	NC17
Pairing:	Joe/Levon
Archive:	Starwinder's
Title:	Heat 4
Author:	Starwinder
e-mail:	starwinder2of7@gmail.com
Standard Disclaimer: Houston Knights belongs to Jay Bernstein and Michael Butler and Columbia Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fan fiction, written out of love for the shows. I am making no money off this. I have no money so please don't sue me. Any original characters who may appear in these stories are the property of the author.

Heat 4 By Starwinder

LaFiamma stared stubbornly out the side window of the departmental plain wrap, determined not to give Lundy the satisfaction of hearing him apologize yet again for wrecking the jeep. God! How he had hated that jeep! But he really hadn't deliberately wrecked it, not that Lundy was going to believe that.

As he stopped for a red light, Lundy glanced over at his partner. [Partner! Lord have mercy!] They hadn't done anything since they'd met but fight ... [and fuck. Have to give the boy that. He's great in bed... . Maybe even good enough to make up for the jeep?] Lundy had to smile. He could see his partner's face reflected in the window. The lower lip was pushed out just a tiny bit in a pout. The eyes, [Those beautiful blue eyes!], were perfectly reflected as they stared straight out the window. [Lord, the boy is beautiful!] Lundy turned back to traffic as the light changed. He was pulling in to park in front of LaFiamma's apartment before he looked back over at the boy and saw that the eyes had dropped, were downcast and hooded.

LaFiamma hesitated before he pulled up the door handle and pushed the door open, just enough that if Lundy wanted to he had time to say ... or do something. He was halfway out the door before Lundy spoke.

"Don't reckon you want me coming in ..."

LaFiamma froze, his heart suddenly pounding. [Only if you plan on cumming in me!] Trying to sound casual he replied, "I don't mind ... if you want to, come on in."

Grinning, Lundy got out and headed up the walk behind him, enjoying the view. [Boy's got a great ass.]

LaFiamma's hands were shaking when he went to put the key in the lock.

Lundy saw it and smiling reached out and placed his hand on LaFiamma's back. He was pleased to see that his partner's hands stopped shaking immediately, as if the touch alone was enough to soothe him.

LaFiamma pushed the door open and Lundy followed him in, maintaining the touch. LaFiamma turned back to close and lock the door and found himself standing in Lundy's arms. He reached out and turned the lock before relaxing into Lundy's embrace.

Lundy gently stroked his lover, holding him loosely, making sure that he could pull free if he decided he wasn't in the mood for this.

LaFiamma, however, leaned closer, snuggling into Lundy's arms.

Pleased and still smiling, Lundy reached up to caress LaFiamma's hair then drew him in for a long lingering kiss. He broke the kiss and rubbed his nose across LaFiamma's, then kissed him again. "You are so beautiful, Boy. So very beautiful. I look at you and I wanna touch and kiss every inch of you till you cry 'cause it feels so good."

He reached up and took his hat off, tossing it across the room to the couch, then he kissed his lover again, deeper, harder, hungrily. He moved his hands to slip the jacket off Joe's shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He ran his hands across LaFiamma's shoulders, enjoying the feel of the silky smoothness of the shirt over the firm muscles beneath it.

Joe leaned back against the door as Lundy began to unbutton the shirt, pausing between buttons to caress the soft smooth skin as it was revealed, bending to kiss the base of Joe's neck. He gently nipped at it, marking his partner, barely low enough that it wouldn't show if LaFiamma wore a buttoned up collar.

Joe trembled, moaning softly.

Lundy chuckled, "You like that. Don't you, Boy?"

"Yeah. Oh, yeah!"

Lundy stepped closer, pressing his hips to LaFiamma's, rubbing his rigid cock against his partner as he caressed the bare skin revealed by the open shirt. He leaned in for another kiss and began thrusting against LaFiamma.

LaFiamma spread his legs, letting Lundy move in, put one leg between them as he thrust against him, straddling the other leg. LaFiamma moaned again deep in his throat and began to move with his partner, rubbing his own, rampart cock against Lundy's.

In moments Lundy groaned and arched hard against Joe as he came. He clutched at LaFiamma, who trembled and moaned as he came too. Leaning heavily against him, Levon nuzzled at his lover's neck as he slowly regained his strength.

He nuzzled his way up to LaFiamma's lips and kissed him tenderly then trailed kisses around to nibble at his ear. "We keep this up I'm gonna have to start keepin' a change of clothes here. For now, I vote we hit the shower ... together. I ain't satisfied. Don't think you are either ... are you?"

"No." It was barely audible.

Lundy drew back and pulled LaFiamma away from the door so that he could finish undressing him. He didn't waste time now, doing it quickly and efficiently, not hesitating until Joe was completely naked. Still completely dressed Levon wrapped his arms around his now naked lover and rubbed himself against the smooth, silken skin, running his hands up and down LaFiamma's back caressing, from shoulder to buttocks.

LaFiamma moaned and clung to him, trembling as his cock began to rise again.

Feeling the cock growing hard between them, Lundy shifted so that LaFiamma was straddling his leg. He slid his hands down to spread LaFiamma's ass cheeks and began to stroke the tight pucker between them. "Come on, Boy, do it! Rub yourself off on me. That's good! Hump my leg."

Having his anus stroked brought LaFiamma's cock back to full erection. Whimpering with need and arousal tinged with shame, he did as he was instructed. He wrapped his arms around Lundy, burying his face against his partner's shoulder as he wantonly rubbed his naked groin against Lundy's leg.

"That's right, baby. Keep it up. You're so hot. So sexy. Get yourself off. Come on me. Come on my jeans, Boy. I wanna feel it ... wanna feel your hot cream soaking my jeans. Yeah. Oh Yeah!"

The texture of Lundy's jeans, soft yet slightly rough provided the perfect friction to bring Joe off. It took only minutes of his rubbing combined with Lundy's finger probing at his anus and Lundy's voice whispering to him for him to spend, soiling Lundy's jeans. He sagged at the intensity of his climax, shocked that he could come again so soon.

Lundy tightened his grip, supporting his partner as he sagged.

Joe leaned into Levon's arms, resting there, clinging to him, burying his face against Lundy's shoulder, too ashamed of his wantonness to face his partner.

Lundy turned his head to kiss LaFiamma's hair, "Oh, yeah." He reached up and tilted Joe's face up so he could kiss him on the mouth. "You are so good, Boy. You make me crazy." He kissed the soft lips then drew back looking at the downcast eyes. "Something the matter?"

"No ... I just ... I'm not usually so ... ."

"Hot?" Lundy studied LaFiamma's face as he said the word and decided that wasn't what his partner was thinking. "Horny?" That didn't seem to be the word either. "Wanton?"

LaFiamma's gaze dropped and he turned his face away.

[Bingo!] Lundy used a finger to turn LaFiamma's face back to him. "Ain't nothing to be ashamed of. I like you that way." He tried to pull his partner close again but LaFiamma resisted.

"Is that why you got up and left in the middle of the night last time?" LaFiamma demanded turning away, refusing to look at him, afraid that the hurt would show too plainly in his face.

Lundy reluctantly released him, stepping back and taking a deep breath. He reached out and turned LaFiamma's face towards him, forcing himself to look him in the face instead of looking down at his gorgeous partner's still naked form. "I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't a done you that way. Weren't no excuse for it." He focused on LaFiamma's eyes, looking deeply into them, seeing the hurt there and knowing that he was responsible for it.

"Things between us happened so fast. All I can do is tell you that I got scared. I ain't a fast moving person. I like to take things slow and easy. I felt like you wanted more than I was ready to give you. The sex was great ... is great ... but I can't promise you that it'll ever be more than just great sex." He turned, walking away a couple of steps.

Still facing away from LaFiamma, he went on. "I loved my wife. Things hadn't been good between us for a long time when she died but I felt, still feel, responsible for her death. I ain't ready to make a commitment and I felt like you were wantin' me to commit. I can't do that. I can't promise you I'll ever be able to do that."

He turned back to face LaFiamma moving closer again. "I would love to continue to have sex with you. You're the best I ever had. Better'n any other guy, better'n any woman. Sex with you is even better'n than it was with Caroline. But I can't say 'I love you'. I can't say 'I only wanna be with you.' I just ain't ready to commit to anybody. It's up to you if you wanna go on, if you're willing to settle for sex with no strings attached. If you ain't up for that, I'll go. All you gotta do is say that it ain't enough, that you want me to leave." He fell silent, waiting for the answer.

LaFiamma turned away, standing still and silent, staring at the door to the apartment. "I love you."

It was barely more than a whisper. If Lundy hadn't been standing so close or the apartment hadn't been so quiet and still he couldn't have heard it.

LaFiamma went on. "I loved you the first time. That's how fast it happened for me." He paused and swallowed hard before going on. "Sex ain't enough ..." he trailed off.

Lundy nodded to his back and walked over to the couch to pick up his hat then crossed behind LaFiamma heading for the door.

LaFiamma's voice stopped him. "... but it's all I've got. I don't want you to go. I'll take what I can get." His head came up, he tossed his hair back out of his eyes and stepped toward Lundy, as Lundy turned back toward him. "You think the sex has been good so far. You ain't seen nothing yet, Cowboy!" He stepped closer, closing the distance between them, the heat rising off him was almost visible as he plastered his naked form against Lundy. "You're the one that's gonna cry 'cause it's so good." He reached out and took Lundy's face in his hands drawing Lundy into a hungry kiss. He kissed his way around to Lundy's ear and licked it before whispering. "I'm gonna kiss and lick and suck every inch of you, from the top of your head to the soles of your feet. I'm gonna bath you with my tongue. I'm gonna do anything you want me to do and let you do anything you want to do to me, anytime, anyplace, anyway you wanna. You like me wanton. I'll be more wanton than you believe possible!" His hands were tugging at Lundy's clothes. "Come on, Cowboy. You wanted to shower. Let's go."

Lundy pushed against him backing him off slightly. "Go turn the shower on. Get the water hot, Boy. I'll be right there." He gave him another push. "Go on."

LaFiamma stepped back hesitating for a second until he saw Lundy bend down to pull off his boots. Then he turned and headed for the bathroom.

Lundy could hear the water running as he quickly stripped. He started toward the bathroom then stopped. Turning he went into the kitchen and looked around. It took him a minute to find what he was looking for. [Olive oil'll do just fine. Seems to be all he's got.]

LaFiamma was leaning into the shower adjusting the water when Lundy entered. He glanced back quickly, long enough to see that his partner was naked, not noticing the small bottle in Lundy's hand.

Lundy opened the bottle and poured some of the oil out into his hand. Stepping up close behind LaFiamma he tilted his hand letting the oil spill out and fall on LaFiamma's back, running down into the crack of his lover's ass.

LaFiamma glanced back over his shoulder as he felt the oil on his skin.

"Brace your hands on the side of the tub and spread your legs, Boy." Lundy instructed as he slipped two fingers between LaFiamma's ass cheeks and into the tight pucker of his anus.

LaFiamma obeyed instantly, pushing his ass back to accept the fingers eagerly.

Lundy quickly added a third finger then a fourth, reaming LaFiamma deep and hard as his cock bumped against his partner's buttocks. He withdrew his oil covered hand and rubbed it over his cock slicking it up preparing to drive it into LaFiamma. As soon as he was lubed he stepped in closer and aligned his cock to Joe's ass. He rubbed it up and down the crack teasing his partner before giving him what he so desperately wanted.

Joe was moaning now, whimpering, "Please! Lundy! Put it in me! I want it!"

"What do ya want, Boy? Tell me plain!"

"I want your cock! I want your cock in me. In me now! Ooooowwwhhhhh" He cried out in pain as Lundy suddenly lunged forward.

With a single thrust Lundy buried his engorged cock full length in his partner's quivering ass. He grunted loudly as it hit bottom and Joe screamed. Grabbing hold of Joe's hips he began a pounding rhythm. He loved the sounds Joe made when he took him. He had learned in just the few times that they had, had sex that Joe liked it fast and hard. The man reveled in being taken forcefully.

Joe was pushing back to meet him, thrust for thrust, the hot tightness of his ass quickly bringing Lundy to the verge of climax. Panting he was picking up the pace ready to have Lundy's cum emptying into him.

He yelled as Lundy suddenly pulled out of him completely. "No! No! Dammit! Come back here!"

"Too fast!" Lundy gasped. "I wanna last longer than that. Calm down," He stroked Joe's back. "Calm down. I'm gonna finish it just not so fast. Okay?"

Joe sobbed with frustration. "Damn you! Damn you! Give it to me. Please. I want it. I need it! Please!"

"Hush, hush. It's all right, Boy." Levon crooned. He continued to stroke Joe's back as he once again slid his fingers into him, finger-fucking him deep and slow, as he waited for his own urgency to lessen.

Joe moaned with pleasure and spread his legs even wider.

Levon let the hand that was caressing Joe's back slide down and around to gently cup his panting partner's balls.

Joe whimpered and shuddered. "Yeah, Oh yeah! That feels so good!"

Levon withdrew his fingers and moved back into position to guide his cock back into Joe.

As soon as Joe felt the cock bump against him he began to beg for it. "Yeah. Oh, yeah. Fuck me! Lundy! Please I want you in me! I need it."

Levon smiled but continued teasing him for a moment, running the head of his cock up and down the crack of Joe's ass but swaying back whenever Joe tried to push back and capture it with his anus, refusing to enter his impatient lover yet.

He caressed Joe's back and watched as he writhed and twisted in his attempts to capture Levon's cock. The man was so beautiful. Bent over with his hands on the edge of the tub, his legs spread wide, his ass thrust up and back, every muscle taut and straining as he sought to be rejoined with his lover. [So beautiful! So wanton!] Levon couldn't hold back any longer. He lunged forward and buried his cock to the balls in a single thrust.

Joe screamed, "Yes! Ooooooohhhh, God! Yes!" He shuddered again and began to chant. "Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me!"

Levon grinned and began to stroke, pulling out until just the head remained in Joe then thrusting back in hard and deep until his balls bounced against Joe's, between his wide spread legs.

Joe whimpered. It felt so wonderful. Pain and pleasure mingled and became one. It hurt when Levon hit bottom in him but the raw pleasure of the cock running across his prostate as it went in and withdrew counteracted the pain. The bouncing of Levon's balls against his was painful and yet pleasurable too. This was exactly the way he liked it, pain and pleasure in equal parts, possessed by his lover and possessing him. Joined with his lover as one being.

Levon picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster until he neared his climax. He bent over Joe, wrapping one arm around his waist for leverage while reaching around to stroke Joe's cock with the other.

Joe moaned his appreciation as Levon began to jack him in time to his thrusting into him. He twisted his hips eagerly attempting to give his lover more pleasure.

"Oh, Lord!" Levon cried out as Joe twisted his hips. "Yeah, Boy! Do that again! Oh! Lord! Yes!" He roared as he came, driving forward, burying his cock to the hilt, grinding against Joe as his cream spurted deep inside his lover. With a final "Oh. Lord!" He collapsed over Joe's back, planting small kisses across Joe's shoulders.

Joe sagged under the weight and Levon gave a small sigh then slowly let his knees bend guiding Joe to a kneeling position on the floor. He felt Joe contract his sphincter muscle, trying to keep Levon's cock inside him, reluctant to let it go.

Levon let Joe keep it in him, still holding him around the waist he guided him down so that he was sitting on Levon's lap with the now limp cock still in him.

Joe leaned back into Levon's arms, shivering slightly with exhaustion.

Levon reached up and smoothed the dark hair back from his lover's sweat drenched face. He leaned in and kissed the back of Joe's neck. "Water's gonna be cold. We'll make it a quick shower. Then you can rest while I go get us some supper."

Joe didn't respond for a minute then mumbled. "Penne pasta ... shrimp ... in the fridge. Microwave. You ain't gotta go ... ."

"Scared I won't come back. Huh?" He stroked Joe's hair again. When Joe didn't say anything he added. "All right then, after we shower, I'll take you out to supper. Okay?"

Joe hesitated then said, "Okay."

"Think you can stand up now?"

"Yeah," but he didn't move.

"'T's all right. Take your time." Levon continued to stroke his hair gently.

After a minute Joe pulled away, and climbed to his feet. He was still a little shaky.

Levon reached out to support him. "Maybe you better lean on me."

The water was already starting to run cold and Levon didn't waste any time getting Joe and himself bathed and out of the tub. In just a few minutes he was wrapping a huge bath sheet around his partner and guiding him out to sit on the couch while he went up and rounded them both up some clean clothes.

He dressed upstairs, putting on a pair of Joe's jeans and a t-shirt, even borrowing a pair of briefs and socks. He picked out a similar outfit for Joe to put on. Then after a moment's hesitation, he picked out a complete suit, shirt and tie outfit, added underwear, shoes, socks and a belt. He looked around and found an overnight bag with a shaving kit already in it and tossed the clothes in.

Joe was still sitting on the couch, huddled in the bath sheet. Levon tossed the clothes and the overnight bag down beside him on the couch and squatted down in front of him. Tilting Joe's face up so he could look at him he asked, "You okay, partner? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"I'm fine. A little tired." He paused, "You really wanna take me out?"

"Yeah! If I didn't want to I wouldn't have suggested it." He reached up and caressed Joe's face, "You can even pick where."

Joe laughed suddenly, "Now I know that you're just feeling guilty. You never let me pick the place!"

"May be. Does it matter? Long as you get to choose."

"Sushi?"

"Oh, Lord! I shoulda known I'd regret this!"

"Just kidding." Joe reached out to catch his hand. "I don't care where we go. I only care that I'm with you."

"Is Chicken's okay then?"

"Yeah."

"Then let's get you dressed."

Joe looked at the clothes Lundy had brought down then at the overnight bag. "What's with the overnighter?"

"Thought we'd go to my place after supper."

"You pick me something decent to wear tomorrow?"

"I think so. You'll find out in the morning."

Joe reached for the bag.

"Uh-huh! I said you'll find out in the morning. Trust me, okay?"

Joe looked unconvinced but finally nodded. "Okay." He let Lundy help him dress.

Back in the borrowed car, Joe leaned back in the seat resting while Lundy drove them to Chicken's.

He let Lundy order for him and was a little surprised that his partner didn't order barbecue for him. In fact Lundy did an excellent job of picking out something that LaFiamma would like and eat. Plain grilled chicken, no sauce, grilled, marinated vegetables and a simple salad with a fruit plate for dessert. The only problem was the amount.

"You expect me to eat all this?" He asked Lundy when Chicken set the meal out in front of him.

"You need nourishment, LaFiamma. Hate to say it but you look like you might keel over any second."

"And whose fault is that?" LaFiamma asked pointedly.

Lundy shrugged. "Just eat your supper."

Chicken listened to the exchange without comment, If he suspected what they were referring to he didn't say anything.

As LaFiamma began to pick at his food, Chicken and Lundy engaged in small talk. Joe didn't pay much attention to what they were saying until he heard Chicken comment, "You need to be more careful, Levon. He doesn't look good. You could've hurt him."

"He likes it rough, Chicken." Lundy replied.

Joe found himself blushing yet he couldn't say anything because he couldn't be a hundred percent certain they were talking about what he thought they were. When he and Lundy had finished and were in the car on the way to Lundy's he sat staring out the window for a few minutes before saying, "What were you and Chicken talking about?"

"When? We talked about a lot of things."

"You know damn well when!" Joe's temper flared. "Quote, 'You could've hurt him.' unquote. Quote 'He likes it rough.' unquote. That's when!"

It was Lundy's turn to be uncomfortable. "Didn't figure you heard that."

"You think I'm deaf!"

"No ... I just ..."

"You just thought cause I let you screw me you can talk about me, too! Well I don't appreciate it. I'm not some tramp! I'm your partner! I gotta work with you. I gotta work with the guys down at the station! I gotta work with Chicken since he's one of your informants! How can I do that if you go shooting off your mouth about what we do in bed? I don't go to bed with just anybody and I ain't gonna have you talking about me like I'm some floozie! You wanna keep having sex with me, fine. I wanna keep having sex with you. But you're gonna have to learn to keep your mouth shut!"

"LaFiamma, Chicken was just worried about you." Lundy said in a conciliatory voice, "He figured out what was going on. I didn't tell him."

"Maybe not ... but you didn't have to say what you did! You could'a just said 'Okay, I'll be more careful.' or something."

"All right. I promise to be more careful what I say and to whom... . But there ain't no need trying to pretend to Chicken that we ain't doing what we're doing." LaFiamma considered that for a moment then nodded, "I guess what's done is done. But you understand that what happens between us is between us. It's not something that you can talk about to anybody. Understood."

"Understood." Lundy grinned suddenly, "For a submissive you sure are bossy."

"The term is sexual submissive and that means I prefer to be submissive to my sex partner in bed. It's got nothing to do with anything that happens out of bed." LaFiamma's voice took on the tone of a teacher lecturing a slow student that was one of the many things about him that annoyed Lundy.

Lundy shook his head wondering how he could find someone so annoying so desirable and didn't say anything more until they reached the house. As he opened the front door and flipped on the light he said, "Just make yourself to home. I gotta go check on my horse and do some chores. Take me about half an hour."

LaFiamma nodded. Dropping his overnight bag on the couch he began to wonder around looking the place over. This was the first time he'd actually been in the house. By the time Lundy returned he'd made a quick inspection of the entire house and had returned to the living room. He was standing by the fireplace looking at the picture of Lundy's grandfather on the mantel above it. When he heard Lundy come in he turned and asked, "This a real fireplace or one of those gas things?"

"It's real. I don't use it much. Too much trouble to clean up.'

"Oh." There was a disappointed note in his voice.

Lundy came and stood close behind him, putting his arms around him. "Didn't say I couldn't be persuaded to ... if you made it worth my while."

LaFiamma turned to give him a questioning look that asked what he'd consider making it worth his while.

Lundy hugged him. "Ohhhh, I reckon if you wanted to make love on the floor in front of the fire I might be willin' to indulge your fantasy ... providing of course that the sex was up to your high standards. But trust me on this; you wanna wait till the weather cools a mite more. You'd be surprised how warm a fireplace can get." He paused a moment, then when LaFiamma didn't say anything he asked, "You ready to head to bed."

"Yeah, I guess." He sounded tired.

"Then let's go."

A few minutes later as they snuggled down in Lundy's bed, LaFiamma asked, "Do you wanna ..."

"Naw. We're tired. Let's just go to sleep." Lundy replied.

LaFiamma hesitated then asked, "If you didn't wanna do it again, why'd you bring me out here?"

"I brought you 'cause you'd've never gone to sleep if I'd stayed at your place. Even though I promised you I wouldn't get up and leave in the middle of the night again, you'd have laid awake all night worrying that I was. Here you ain't gotta worry about that. This is my home. I ain't goin' anywhere so you can go on to sleep and get your rest. In fact since I figure it's gonna take you a while to trust me on that again, I reckon that we'll do it here from now till you feel like you can trust me again."

"That could be awhile."

"I know that. So just get used to being here. Now go to sleep."

"Okay. Goodnight, Cowboy."

"Goodnight, Street Kid." Lundy whispered back, genuine affection in his voice.

In moments LaFiamma's breathing had grown slow and steady and Lundy knew he was asleep. Lundy lay a wake a long time just listening to him. He was just beginning to doze off when LaFiamma cried out in his sleep and turned over clutching at him. Startled he froze then reached out and wrapped his arms around his partner and gently stroked his hair. LaFiamma continued to whimper and moan in his sleep for a few more moments. Lundy was about to shake him to wake him up when the whimpering subsided and LaFiamma snuggled close to him with a sigh and settled back to a quiet sleep. Lundy lay awake a few more minutes to be sure that what ever it was had passed then he drifted off to sleep too, vaguely wondering what it was that had disturbed his partner's rest.

The next morning, LaFiamma awoke to the smell of coffee brewing. He got up, located his overnight bag and got dressed. As he tied his tie he looked at himself in the full-length mirror that stood in one corner of the bedroom. Lundy had chosen the outfit well. The light grey Italian silk suit was a favorite of LaFiamma's. He usually wore the black shirt with it but Lundy had chosen a blue one, a deep jewel toned blue that brought out the blue in LaFiamma's eyes. The tie matched the suit's color but had a very fine blue line through it. The only thing he objected to was the blue socks. He had bought them to wear with a blue suit he had and didn't think that they would go well with the gray suit but looking in the mirror he was surprised to find that the look held together very well. Lundy had chosen his only pair of gray loafers to go with the suit and all in all it looked good. He looked good.

He stood staring in the mirror for a moment. Lundy had dressed him to look good. Lundy had wanted him to look like this. In spite of all the teasing about how he dressed, Lundy had picked out an outfit that was very like what he would have chosen for himself. There had been other options. He had a closet full of jeans, t-shirts, sweaters, plain slacks and regular shirts besides the silk shirts and suits ... but Lundy had chosen this. He reached up to caress the shirt, admiring the way it fit.

He was still standing there lost in thought when Lundy stepped into the room and came to stand behind him. Laying his hands on LaFiamma shoulders, he said softly "Looks even better than I thought it would."

LaFiamma turned and Lundy pulled him into his arms for a kiss. When he broke it off he groaned. "We better go eat and get to work, else I'm libel to soil that suit and you'd have to stop and change again."

He pulled himself away from his partner and turned to go. LaFiamma followed him out slightly flushed. Something told him that if they made it through the day without Lundy jumping him, he'd definitely be staying at Lundy's again tonight.

The End.