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Lucy adjusted the strap of her knee length and black dress as she walked up to Nolan's house, knocking on the door. Tim was beside her in a tailored black suit that matched her dress, and his usual stoic expression softened slightly as his eyes flicked at Lucy, who looked over a shoulder with a smile.
“Q uit staring, ” she murmurs and Tim puts a hand on her naked back, his fingers dragging along the edge of the soft material.
“I would, but you look amazing tonight, ” he whispers and leans over to kiss her cheek , just as the door opens.
“T im. Lucy. Come in, ” Bailey says and steps aside, taking the bag with gifts from the two as they make their way inside .
Nolan’s living room was decorated with strings of lights and a banner that read "Happy Birthday, Nolan!" in bold, cheerful letters. Tables laden with snacks, drinks, and a particularly impressive cake that was in a Star Wars meets Police theme. Their eyes scanned the room and most of the station was already there, celebrating the man who somehow managed to make it to another year while surviving the chaos of being a rookie cop-turned-training officer.
The two make their way over to the drinks but are immediately intercepted by Angela, who has a glass of wine in one hand and Wesley’s arm looped through the other. Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
"W ell, well, well. Don’t you two clean up nice. And Tim, a suit? How un-very-Bradford like for you. " She teased.
"H a ha, " Tim replied dryly. " Glad to see you’re in top form tonight, Lopez ."
"S eriously, though. Lucy, he looks good. You approve? " Wesley asked and Lucy tilted her head, pretending to give Tim a once-over.
"M eh. Seven out of ten. I prefer him with less clothing, ” she grinned and wrapped her arm around his hip as Tim scoffed, but Angela and Wesley burst into laughter.
As the evening unfolded, the drinks began flowing more liberally. Lucy flitted from one conversation to another, her laughter ringing out like a bell, while Tim gravitated toward the quieter corners observing everyone. She tried to coax him into conversations, but Tim excused himself quickly whenever possible, or slipped away without saying anything.
It wasn’t long before Lucy reappeared at his side, cheeks flushed and a margarita in hand.
"Why are you keep hiding over here like a grumpy dad at prom? It’s a party and I want to show you off," she said, nudging him with her elbow.
" I ’m mingling, " Tim protested. She gave him a look and shook her head.
"N o, you’re brooding in a corner. Come on, live a little. " Before he could respond, Nolan appeared with a wide grin.
"Y ou two having fun ?"
"D efine fun, " Tim said, taking a sip of his beer.
“ Y ou’re impossible. Lucy, I’m relying on you to get him to loosen up. " He jokes.
“O h, don’t worry, I’m working on it, " Lucy says with a mischievous smile, looking at Tim who nearly chokes on his drink when he spots her bedroom eyes.
“O kay, I don’t need more detail, ” he laughed and walked away as Tim straightened himself, letting out a sigh when Lucy pressed up to him.
“L ucy, what are you doing? ” He asks as he looks down at her face. She takes a sip of her margarita and puts the glass down, wrapping both arms around his waist.
“T rying to loosen you up, ” she winks and giggles, raising to her tiptoes to peck his lips. She tries to draw him into a kiss, but Tim pulls away, one hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist.
"H ow many margaritas have you had? " He raises an eyebrow.
"E nough to make me handsy, but not enough to not know what I want, " she retorted, poking his chest for emphasis. Then she lets her fingers drag down over his front, brushing her knuckle over his lower body, making him squirm. Tim caught her hand gently and pulled it back up, placing a kiss on her knuckles.
" Y ou’re tipsy ."
"A m not! " she said, but her giggle gave her away. " Okay, maybe a little. But you’re not tipsy enough. Want me to get you something stronger ?"
"H ard pass, " he said with a hint of amusement in his voice . Angela reappeared at that moment, her grin wicked.
"S omeone is having fun, " she says and Lucy drops her forehead against Tim’s chest for a moment before she turns.
“So what? He’s my fiancee, my very hot fiancee and I’m allowed to touch him whenever,” Lucy pouts, and Angela snorts at her antics.
"You’ve been glued to him all night and whenever he wasn’t near you looked at him." Angela points out.
"O nly because he’s incapable of having fun on his own and…. he’s hot, " Lucy quipped, craning her neck to place a wet kiss on his cheek. Tim groaned, but Wesley, who had joined the group with a fresh drink, wasn’t letting it slide.
" T hat’s a lot of touching for Mr. No PDA. " He grins and Lucy smirks up at Tim.
“G ive it another two beers and the two will make out on the improv dancefloor, ” Angela laughs, making Tim roll his eyes.
"You guys are so annoying," Tim muttered, though he didn’t make any effort to move away.
"L ighten up, Timothy. We know you’re soft for her. " Angela teased. Tim looked down at Lucy, who grinned up at him with a sparkle in her eyes.
"M aybe a little bit, " he replies as the corner of his mouth tugs up and Lucy blushes under his gaze, her fingers digging into his waist to pull him closer.
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The last slice of cake had been eaten , and the party was beginning to wind down. Tim glanced around the living room, noticing Lucy wasn’t in her usual spot flitting between conversations. He frowned, his gaze sweeping over the guests, but there was no sign of her. Angela walked by, balancing her shoes in one hand.
“L ooking for Lucy? ” She asks and Tim nods his head.
“Y eah, ” he replied.
“S he stepped outside a while ago, ” Angela pointed at the backdoor. “ I think she needed a breather .”
Tim nodded, muttering a quick thanks before heading toward the patio door. The cool night air hit him as he stepped outside. The backyard was quiet once he closed the door, lit only by the glow of string lights that Nolan had strung across the fence. He spotted Lucy leaning against the railing at the far end of the yard, her phone pressed to her ear. He didn’t approach right away, not wanting to interrupt. Her voice was soft but steady as she spoke, though he couldn’t make out her words. After a moment, she hung up and sighed, slipping her phone into her purse.
“Y ou okay? ” Tim asked, his deep voice breaking the silence as he stepped closer.
“ Yeah. Just checking in on Tamara. She’s at a party and we have this rule to keep in touch with each other, ” she smiles and Tim nods, leaning against the railing beside her.
“ S he’s lucky to have you looking out for her. ” He said and Lucy smiled softly at that as she moved closer to him.
“N ot only me, ” she gives him a warm smile and nudges him with her elbow , Tim fake grunting at her.
He did care for both her puppies.
Not that he was going to admit it.
At least to anyone's face.
“ Y ou’re good at that, ” Tim said suddenly, his voice thoughtful.
“A t what? ” Lucy tilted her head.
“T aking care of people, ” he replied, his gaze fixed on her.
“ Y ou’ve got this...way about you. You make people feel safe. Like they matter. ” Lucy blinked, caught off guard by the sincerity in his tone.
“D id I finally wear you down? Unprompted compliments? I’m impressed, ” she laughs to ease the tension and Tim chuckled softly.
“Don’t get used to it.” Her laugh turned into a giggle and then leaned against him, looking up at the stars.
“ Y ou’re not so bad yourself, you know. Under all that gruffness and sarcasm, there’s a guy who cares a lot more than he lets on. ” Tim’s lips twitched into a faint smile.
“ Y ou’re imagining things. ” He says playfully.
“A m I? ” Lucy asked, turning to face him. Her voice softened as she looked at him, hand reaching out to touch his sternum.
“T im, you’re one of the most dependable people I’ve ever met. You act like you don’t want to get involved, but when it matters, you’re always there. ” He looked at her, his expression unreadable, but his eyes burned with something raw and unspoken.
“That goes both ways, Babe.” His hand reaches out to cup her cheek and he runs his finger underneath her eyes.
They held each other’s gaze and Lucy’s breath hitched as Tim took a step closer, his broad frame crowding her personal space in a way that made her pulse quicken. He leaned in close, so close she could feel the heat radiating off him. She didn’t wait for him to make the first move. Instead, she closed the distance, her lips brushing against his in a tentative and searching kiss.
Tim froze for half a second before his arms wrapped around her, pulling her flush against him as he deepened the kiss. It was slow at first, almost cautious, but quickly grew more urgent, tongues tangling as they made out. Lucy’s hands slid up his chest to his shoulders, gripping his jacket as she melted into him. Tim groaned softly, one hand sliding up her back while the other cupped her jaw, tilting her head to lick into her mouth.
It was fascinating how quickly they turned from mushy to horny with a single kiss.
When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing hard, their foreheads resting together. Tim’s eyes were darker than she’d ever seen them , his thumb brushing over her lower lip. Lucy grins and wraps her mouth around his finger, sucking gently. Tim feels a shiver run down his spine and he pulls out, leaning back in to capture her mouth in a frantic kiss.
“God, babe you’re irresistible,” he husks against her mouth and Lucy giggles into the kiss, her hands roaming his chest through his shirt. She pressed against him and licked into his mouth, fingers hooking into the belt loops of his pants.
“D id you ever hook up at a party? ” She moans as she pulls away, panting a little as she looks at him from below. His lips were stained red from her lipstick and his breath came out in puffs.
“No?” He says confused and Lucy gives him a wicked smile, moving her hands to his front to cup him through his dress pants.
“W ant to? ” She squeezes him and he instantly hardens a little as she palms him, making him draw in a sharp breath.
“L ucy, we can’t . Not here. ” He whispers and squeezes his eyes shut when she jerks him, rubbing him just the way he likes.
“Why not? Everyone’s inside. We’ll make it quick.” Her voice is breathy and low and Tim’s eyes flutter when she moves her hand to his zipper, pulling it down to slither her hand inside. He’s powerless to resist her and growls when her hand sneaks into his boxers, grasping his half-hard cock in her hand.
“Lucy,” he warns her but also doesn’t move to stop her. She gives him a wicked smile and flicks her wrist, attaching her mouth to his jaw to suck on his pulse point.
And that’s when his resolve melted away.
His hands clutch her body, his fingers seeking the naked skin on her back, exposed by the low-cut dress. He runs them up her spine and tangles his hand in her hair, drawing her head up to press his mouth to her. She swallows his moan as her thumb brushes over his tip, precum already leaking from him.
“T his is crazy, ” he husks against her and Lucy licks over his lips playfully, squeezing his cock as it fully hardens.
“I t is, but it’s also fun. Now stop thinking about it, hike up my dress, and fuck me, ” she mewls, and Tim growls. He pulls her hand out and lets his eyes roam the backyard, spotting the lounge chairs on the sundeck. He hoists Lucy up by her thighs and carries her over there, sitting down on one of them while Lucy straddled his lap.
“I f they catch us, I’ll blame this on you, ” he murmurs and Lucy giggles, her hands deftly unbuttoning his pants to pull him out completely.
“They won’t. I’m already so wet. We’ll make it quick and before you know it, we’re back inside.” She grins and leans in to kiss him, her hands hiking up her dress further. Tim wraps an arm around her hip and the other between her bodies, letting out a low growl when he feels the scrappy material of a g-string hardly covering her.
“Y ou planned this, didn’t you? ” He eyes her and lets his finger move aside the string, exposing her soaked pussy. He runs his fingers through her lips and dips a tip into her, making sure she is wet enough to take him.
“M aybe, ” she grins and Tim slid two fingers into her, Lucy arching her back as she moans.
“I should have known since you didn’t let me into the bedroom while you were getting dressed, ” he teases and curls his fingers, pulling them back out and reaching for his cock. He slicks himself in her juices and jerks a couple of times, pulling her hips up over his hardness.
“N o, that was, because we were running late and I know once you see me naked or in underwear, you’d have attacked me and we may have never made it…. ” She trails off when Tim pulls her hips down on his lap, his cock spreading her pussy as he slid into her. She sighs as he fills her, working her muscles to clamp around him.
Not wasting a minute, Tim guides her hips and helps her ride him, her fingers digging into his shoulders to steady herself. It’s fast and dirty and the only sound in the backyard to be heard was the squelching of her pussy every time he dove deep into her.
“F uck babe . I can’t believe you made me do this, ” he rasps and has to hold back a moan, Lucy covering his mouth with hers to swallow his sounds and keep herself from crying out.
“Y ou love it, ” she mumbles against him and drags her tongue over his, mewling when Tim slips a hand to their joined bodies, fingers rubbing against her lips as his cock pumped into her. She was close already, and she squealed when his fingers found her clit, rubbing her frantically. With a shudder she comes around him, milking his cock with her spasming muscles.
“G uys look…LOOK…You really can see the northern lights out here, ” Celina gushed as she rushed onto the patio, followed by most of the Mid-Wilshire Team, “ oh hey Tim…Lucy! You’re already out here !”
FUCK.
Lucy halts on Tim's lap and she is about to jump off him, but his fingers almost dig painfully into her hips to keep her where she is.
“D o not fucking move, ” he hisses against her ear and tries to get his breathing under control. Lucy whimpers as his cock is still buried in her pussy, her body still coming down from her orgasm.
“Y ou guys okay? Nyla asks as she notices Tim’s scowl, Lucy’s head lying on his shoulder as she stares up at the sky with a flushed face.
“Y es, just enjoying the view, ” Tim mutters and Nyla nods her head , moving her head to look at the sky.
“ I t’s beautiful out here. Did you guys know from Instagram as well? ” Celina asks excitedly as she moves closer to them, Lucy’s breath hitching when his fingers painfully dig into her hip.
“Yes,” he huffs and Angela this time looks over to them. She moves closer as well and squints her eyes, staring at Tim and Lucy. She takes note of her flushed face and glassy eyes and Tim’s clenched jaw.
“Did we interrupt something?” She asks and Tim’s head snaps towards her, his eyes widening.
“N o? ” Angela hums and eyes them from head to toe.
“T hen why is Lucy straddling you out here in her dress? ” She tilts her head, and the others turn their head to stare at them, causing Lucy to shift and hide herself in Tim’s shoulder.
Busted.
“B ecause she likes to sit that way. What’s with all the questions? We’re not suspects in a fucking crime, ” his voice is tense as he speaks, and Angela takes an amused sip of her beer. Nyla and Wesley hide a grin behind their glasses as Bailey finally joins them outside.
“Why are you guys staring at Tim and Lucy?” She raises an eyebrow and moves to hug John, arm wrapping tightly around his waist.
“B ecause Tim and Lucy were fucking out here and I think we interrupted them, ” Angela answers with a hint of mirth in her voice, her bluntness making John and Aaron choke on their drinks.
“W ait, they’re having sex on my sun deck? ” John splutters and James hits his back as he coughs.
“ W e’re not having sex, ” Lucy finally says as she lifts her head.
“A s if, ” Angela snorts.
“I f they are, shouldn’t we go…back inside so they can sort themselves out? ” James interjects.
“A nd miss the show? Pshhhh, no? ” Angela retorts and Tim huffs.
“A gain, we’re not having sex. ” Lucy bites her lip.
“I dare you to stand up right now and prove us wrong. ” Angela’s eyebrows crinkle and she grins at them with a teasing smirk and Lucy snaps her mouth shut, fingers clutching at Tim as she looks at him.
“N o, ” Tim simply answers, and Nyla takes a big swig of her beer, putting it down on one of the tables.
“A re you two still ….., ” she entwines her fingers and Angela bursts out laughing, while Celina finally diverts her eyes awkwardly. She didn’t need to see all this.
“I bet my ass he’s still in her. Lucy looked like she finished and judging by his tension, he hasn’t , ” she snorts and Celina's eyes widen.
“How would you know?” The rookie says and Angela’s laughter dies down.
“ I ’m a detective, ” she winks and turns to the two love birds, “ I detect .”
“H a-ha Lopez , funny. Can you shut up now? ” Tim’s growing annoyed and Angela is not done .
“N ope. Tell us Timmy : Did you grow soft on Lucy? ” Tim drops his head on Lucy’s shoulder, trying to hide the mortification that is clearly showing on his face. He indeed had grown somewhat soft and had fallen from her core, his half-hard cock now resting against his pants.
“ S he’s not wrong, ” Lucy giggles, the alcohol still thrumming through her erasing her filter. Tim growls at that and reaches between their bodies, trying to stuff his cock back into her pants. She finally gets on wobbly legs and lifts her dress to shield him from everyone’s view, the group breaking out in random gasps, giggles, and laughter.
“I cannot believe you had sex on my lounge chair. On my birthday! ” John whines and Bailey rubs a hand over his back.
“That’s probably the most action that chair has seen in….well ever…now excuse me, my fiancé and I’ll go home. Good night.” With that Tim buttons his pants and takes Lucy’s hand, dragging her inside. She stumbles after him and looks over her shoulder, waving at the others as they walk through the living room.
“ D on’t do anything I wouldn’t do! ” Angela yells after them and Wesley puts a hand on her shoulder.
“ Y ou’re something else. ” He says and Angela shrugs her shoulder.
“L et me have my fun. The number of times I had to cover for them at work for being late due to fucking. They owe me, ” she laughs and pulls out her phone, turning to look at the sky and snap a few pictures.
“I didn’t expect Lucy to top tho,” Bailey giggles and the whole group erupts into laughter.
FIN