Introduction | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six
"Favors? What kind of favors?" Vin asked suspiciously.
"First, after your little adventure yesterday, the gallery owner decided that he needs to improve his security. That takes time, so you boys are going to take turns volunteering your time for guard duty until he gets someone hired." Groans of dismay escaped the agents. The only thing worse than having to stand around and watch others have fun, was to do it for free.
"That could take weeks!" Buck exclaimed.
Ignoring him, Chris continued. "Tomorrow morning, AD Travis' offices are being cleaned. You all need to be there at 6:00 a.m. to move the furniture out of the way." More moaning echoed throughout the room.
"Finally, Nancy is an honorary co-chair for a festival at the children's hospital this weekend. The entertainment that she had arranged for the kids canceled on her yesterday. You boys are going to take care of that."
"And, pray tell, just how are we going to do that," Ezra drawled dryly.
Pinning the undercover agent with his eyes, Chris brusquely said, "You didn't have any problems making total fools of yourselves yesterday. They'll figure it out I'm sure."
"They'll? Isn't Ezra doing it?" Josiah said, flashing his eyes between his leader and the southerner.
Picking up his briefcase and opening it, Chris shoved the files back into it as he continued. "He won't be here. After yesterday, I think Agent Standish needs a refresher course on firearms." Tossing an airline ticket onto the table, he snapped his case closed and said, "Your flight for Waco is scheduled to take off at one this afternoon."
Having no desire to spend any time at the ATF training academy, Ezra protested. "Now wait one minute," he began, only to stop when Chris turned an icy gaze on him.
"Yes?" the black clad leader whispered back, daring him to say another word against the plan. Both men knew all too well that Ezra could have been fired or brought up on charges for shooting his firearm in public let alone at Chris. He was getting off very easy.
Seeing this reflected in Chris's eyes, the undercover agent swallowed hard. Clearing his throat, Ezra's voice inflection changed to a soothing purr when he continued. "How many days of clothes should I pack?"
Dismissing him with a look, Chris pushed his chair back. "Now, I have two lovely ladies waiting for me."
As Chris stood to leave, the corner of his briefcase collided with the intercom system, turning it on.
" ... wonder what's taking him so long?" Mary's voice filtered through the system.
"Don't know, but it takes a while to get rid of dead bodies." The amusement in Nancy's voice was loud and clear.
"Must have bumped it," Chris murmured looking at his surprised friends. Leaning over, Chris was about to press the "off" button when Mary's voice froze his blood.
"So tell me about your time together."
"You really wanna know?"
'Oh god, they're comparing notes?' Chris's eyes widened at the thought.
Mary might have answered in the affirmative but Vin and the others never got the chance to find out. Chris quickly turned off the intercom before she could answer.
Chris glared at each of his men, challenging them to even think about turning the system back on. Satisfied that his men wouldn't even dare, Chris turned to leave the conference room.
Unfortunately for Chris, his men were a brave lot.
Stupid, but brave.
" ... it's a real shame Chris got shot. I really would not have minded watching that tight butt of his dancing around in those skin-tight black pants he likes ... "
After one slightly horrified look, Chris immediately crossed the room and slammed the intercom off. Looking up he saw amusement in every one of their faces. Buck went so far as to twist to the side and stare pointedly at his oldest friend's backside. Chris glared at him, "Not a word, Buck, not a single word."
The slightly embarrassed ATF agent turned and began stalking out of the room. Chris could feel Vin grinning at his back. 'I was hoping I wouldn't have to kill him,' he thought as Nancy's voice filtered back into the room.
" ... I'm getting all worked up just thinking about it!"
"I don't believe you ... Chris Larabee can't really ..."
"Mary, I'm telling you he does! I saw, hell, I felt him do it!"
"I never knew ... " Mary's voice was completely filled with disappointment.
"Wait! Oh, my god! Honey, that boy's been holding out on you!"
"Well, we haven't been together that long ... " Mary's protest was quickly overrunned.
"No, no, no! Doesn't matter! You haven't lived until you've had Chris ... ."
Before they could hear the rest of the conversation, Chris, for the third time, slammed off the intercom. "Turn this thing on again and you won't have to worry about anyone finding your bodies."
Vin smirked and whispered, "Looks like we know who to go to for tips."
Chris didn't even try to glare at his best friend, he was too busy dying of mortification.
"Indeed, Mr. Tanner, indeed."
JD could only stare in awe at his idol. "Wow! You're right, Buck!"
Buck smirked, he'd been trying to tell the guys what a "stud" Chris had been in their wilder days ... but no one ever believed him! "Told ya so!"
Josiah grinned at his boss, "It's always the quiet ones, eh, Nate?"
Nathan smiled widely, "Yup."
Chris watched as Vin smirked at Ezra, who in turned raised an eyebrow in Buck's direction. The large man smiled, and then nudged JD. Looking up, JD giggled mischievously, knowing exactly what the others were planning. Buck winked back at his roommate and then grinned at Nathan over the young man's head. Josiah nodded at the ex-medic with a huge grin.
They had decided that this was worth anything Larabee could dish out.
Chris sighed. He knew what was coming and in a flash Chris was in motion.
Larabee was fast, but not fast enough.
Vin and Ezra lunged for the intercom box at the exact instant that Chris did. Their combined strength won the prize.
Chris glared at the human wall that had suddenly formed around his two main pranksters. Josiah, Nathan, and Buck's massive shoulders were quite effective in blocking his way. Turning his head, he saw JD guarding the electrical jack and all of the wires connecting the intercom to its power source. Every last one of them had a Cheshire cat grin on their face.
'Sometimes, this whole communicating-without-words thing is a real pain in the ass,' Chris thought as Vin and Ezra both grinned evilly at him.
"Mr. Tanner, would you like to do the honors?"
"Why thank you, Mr. Standish, I do believe I will." Vin sent one last smirk Chris' way as he activated the system.
" ... oh yeah, and he does this little twist at the end ... " Nancy sounded breathless.
"Twist?" Mary's voice was a mixture of shock, curiosity, and anticipation.
Chris watched as each of his men mouthed the word and he shook his head at the speculative gleam in Buck's eyes.
"Hmm. He stares into your eyes and then starts out slow and delicate, rotating it until you're screaming for him to hurry and finish ... "
'Screaming?' Chris could see the question echoing in his dead friends' minds. 'Well, look at this way, Larabee, it can only enhance your status with the guys ... yeah, right ... more like weeks or possibly months of pranks and harassment! I'm never going to live this down!'
"Oh, my." Now it was Mary's turn to sound breathless.
"Oh, yeah, then about halfway in, he bears down and slides it all the way in, twisting back to his original position."
"Oh ... my ... god!" Mary's soft gasp filled the air.
"Uh huh, oh and when you pop 'im into your mouth, oh lord!" Nancy sounded like she was reliving the moment and taking pleasure from every second.
"Tastes that good huh?"
"Sweet lord, we're talking about melt-in-your-mouth, orgasmic heaven!"
"I can't believe it!"
"I know! You'd never guess! That is one talented man!"
"I still can't believe it ... Chris Larabee ... making cream puffs!"
"Yeah, and he's not half bad in bed either!"
The End
Introduction | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six
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Are you sure you're ready for this pix...it's given people heart palipitations.
Last chance!
Okay, you asked for it.....
Lordy, lordy, if that man got any more beautiful he'd have to be locked away for his own saftey!