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Fuck,_ Syn growled. He was still thinking of solutions when he heard something scrape against his doorknob. Something metal was tampering with the lock. If he were anywhere else in the apartment he wouldn__ have heard it, but he was right next to the door, so he could hear someone trying to get in. He instinctually moved to stand in front of Furi, pulling his Sig from its holster and unlocking the safety. He felt Furi tensing behind him.He could hear the tool manipulating the lock mechanism. Is this bastard really fuckin_ brave enough to break into my home in broad goddamn daylight? Syn was in awe at the size of this guy__ balls. The closet door was arm's length away. He yanked it open and grabbed the blanket off the top shelf, pulling his loaded twelve-gauge shotgun down just as the door eased open. All Syn could see was the tip of a black boot. Furi griped his shoulder. __ey. Listen to this!_ Syn yelled out. He put the stock of the gun firmly against his shoulder and pulled the pump back in two extremely swift moves. The sound was extremely loud and intimidating in the quiet room, by far the scariest sound an intruder could hear.__on__ shoot, Dirty Harry._ The irritating chuckle that followed was unmistakable.__on of a bitch,_ Syn grumbled. __ay, have you lost your fuckin_ mind?__is Lieutenants came all the way through the door, Day laughing at the pissed look on Syn's face and Furi leaning on the wall behind him recovering from a panic attack. __yn. What the hell is going on man? Are you really gonna put a buckshot in someone you think is breakin_ into your little-ass apartment? Because, you do know that that__ excessive force, right?_ God asked, looking at him expectantly.__ was just scaring them off. No one comes in after hearing that sound, trust me._ Syn removed the shell and placed the gun back in the closet, covering it with the blanket. He turned to look at Furi. He looked a little pale but he was okay.Syn spun back around, __ay. Knock on my damn door like a normal visitor and wait for me to say come in!__ay pfftd, plopping down on the couch. __ou don__ invite the wind. The wind just____top saying that stupid wind bullshit. Because if your door is shut and you weather guard that bitch then the wind stays the fuck out until ... You. Open. The. Door._ Syn__ dark eyes bored into Day__ hazel ones.God__ laugh was raspy, while Day looked bewildered. __ut we__e family.___h for fuck__ sake,_ Syn grumbled, he had to get going; he had no time to explain to Day about how to behave in civilized society. He turned serious eyes back on Furi. __ gotta go, but I really think___uri pulled Syn to him before he could finish the sentence, kissed him hard on the mouth before turning, heading to the bedroom. __ust concentrate on your job and don__ take any officers away from their assignments to follow me. There could be someone out there who really needs their help.__yn didn__ get to say anything else because Furi had closed the bedroom door. End of discussion.

Syn had to take his hand off Furi__ thigh so he could answer his cell phone. He saw it was Day and put it on speakerphone.__eah, Day. What__ the word?_ Syn greeted, cutting right to chase on the decision of Furi__ protective order.__t__ done and I had Ruxs and Green serve it this afternoon._ Day__ grin could be heard through the phone.Syn and Furi turned and smiled at each other, remembering how intimidating those two detectives looked. There was no way Patrick and Brenden would want to go up against them. They were the muscle of the taskforce so Syn could only imagine how they served that order. Surely Furi__ ex was on the first thing smoking back to Charlotte.__sk Furi if he's gotten any phone calls from asshat today.___ait how__ you know he was even with me?_ Syn glanced a look at the phone.Day pfftd. __eah right, just ask him.__uri spoke up, his deep voice filling the small space of Syn__ truck. __o I haven__. Thank you very much Day, I really appreciate your help man.__ay__ voice dropped a couple octaves and rumbled back through the speaker. __all me Leo, darlin. And just how appreciative are you willing to be, Furious?__lick.Syn disconnected the call and tossed the phone into the console. Furi laughed so hard he had tears coming down his cheeks.

Syn stared into Furi__ sparkling eyes. He brought one hand up and tenderly brushed Furi__ cheek. __ongratulations.___hank you._ Furi kissed his lips gently. ____l be fine. I__ a big boy.___ know you are._ Syn winked.Furi flushed with embarrassment. __hut up. Don__ start something you can__ finish._____l finish it later,_ Syn promised. His look was pure lust as he pushed his rising cock against Furi__ jean-clad thigh.__uckin_ right you will,_ Furi moaned against Syn__ cheek, rocking back against him. ____ fuckin_ take you right now if your bosses weren__ in the front room.__yn groaned.Furi gripped Syn__ cock in a firm grip and stroked a couple times, wrapping his other arm around Syn__ back to hold him close. He nipped at Syn__ stubbled chin, peppering sweet kisses along his jaw to his ear. Furi flicked his tongue out and pulled the fleshy lobe between his soft lips. Furi__ lips were pressed against his ear as he spoke in a low, sexy drawl, ____ bend you over this sink and fuck you until you yelled my name and begged me not to stop.___uck,_ Syn moaned. Heat tore up through him at Furi__ nasty words.__uck you hard, just how you like it, baby._ Furi increased the speed of his stroke.__h fuck, fuck. No. Stop honey,_ Syn protested weakly, his balls already throbbing with the need for release.__hy?_ Furi hissed.__ecause I fucking refuse to let Day hear me come._ Syn put some room between their bodies and kept backing up until he hit the wall. He tried to control his breathing, but staring at Furi__ gorgeous, flushed face didn__ help.__ou guys are crazy._ Furi shook his head.__ay__ pranks have no boundaries. I wouldn__ be surprised if my moans are broadcasted over the loudspeaker in the office today._ Syn opened the bathroom door and gestured for Furi to look out into the hallway. __ee.__uri busted out laughing at Day standing there in the hallway with his cell phone in his hand, studying the non-existent art on Syn__ bare wall. He whistled like he was just lounging around not looking for trouble. Syn just flipped him off and pulled Furi into his bedroom, slamming the door behind them.__h my fucking god. That shit is too funny._ Furi laughed while he put a few things into his backpack.__eah, because you don___ have to deal with his silliness._ Syn hurried to get dressed.

Syn pulled his boxers on and quietly left the bedroom, walking angrily to the kitchen. He turned the corner and wanted to throw a shit-fit at the sight before him. Day was standing at his stove loading some type of egg dish onto a plate before turning and setting it in front of God. God folded down one side of his newspaper, peering at Syn from behind it.__ell good morning, sunshine,_ Day said way too cheerily for five-fucking-a.m. __e brought breakfast.__yn clenched his jaw, trying not to yell at his superior officers. __ave you two lost your fuckin_ minds? Come on. It__, it__ ... early._ Syn turned his wrist, forgetting he didn__ have his watch on yet. __amn, you guys are always at the office, or at a crime scene, or over fucking here at god-awful hours.___h, it__ early?_ Day said disbelievingly. God shrugged like he hadn__ realized either.__eriously. When the fuck do you guys sleep?___ever,_ God said nonchalantly.__hen do you fuck?_ Syn snapped.__lways,_ Day quipped. __ust did thirty minutes ago. Nice couch by the way, real comfy, sorry for the stain._ Syn tiredly flipped Day off.__on__ be pissed,_ Day sing-songed. __ dab of Shout will get that right out.__yn rubbed angrily at his tired eyes, growling, __ay.___e__ not in a joking mood, sweetheart,_ God said from behind his paper. __ou know we didn__ fuck on your couch so calm the hell down. Damn you__e moody in the morning. Unless ... We weren__ interrupting anything, were we? So, how__ porn boy?_ God__ gruff voice filled the kitchen, making Syn cringe.__irst of all. Don__ fucking call him that, ever, and damnit God. Lower your voice. Shit. He__ still asleep,_ Syn berated his Lieutenant, who didn__ look the slightest bit fazed by Syn__ irritation. __ou guys could let him sleep, he__ had a rough night, ya know.__ay leaned his chest against God__ large back, draping his arms over his shoulders. __h damn, what kind of friends are we? It was rough, huh?_ Day looked apologetic.__es, it was, Day. He just____ry water-based lube next time,_ Day interrupted, causing God to choke on his eggs.__ay, fuck._ Syn tried not to grin, but when he thought about it, it really was funny.__ knew I__ get you to smile. Have some breakfast Sarge, we gotta go question the crazy chicks. You know how much people feel like sharing when they__e spent a night in jail.___amn. Alright, just let me____ow. Something smells great._ Furi__ deep voice reached them from down the hall as he made his way to the kitchen. __ou cook babe? Who knew? I__l have the Gladiator portion._ Furi used his best Roman accent as he sauntered into the kitchen with his hands on hips and his head high.Syn turned just as Furi noticed God and Day.__h, fuck, shit, Jesus Christ!_ Furi stumbled, his eyes darting wildly between all of them. __amn, I__ so sorry._ Furi looked at Syn trying to gauge exactly how much he__ fucked up just now.Syn smiled at him and Furi immediately lost the horrified expression. Syn held his hand out and mouthed to him 'it's okay.

Yep. We__e his Lieutenants,_ Day answered, picking up the largest coffee cup Furi had ever seen and taking a huge gulp. __ou guys had a trying evening last night, so we thought we__ check in on you.__yn just nodded. __mm. Right.___ice bandage._ God peeked around his paper again angling his head at Syn__ hand. __othing broken?__yn looked at his hand. __uri wrapped it up for me last night. Just a little torn skin, it__ nothing really.___e tried to be all tough but I had to blow on it to make it feel better._ Furi__ teasing had Syn smiling.__lad you__e okay, Syn._ Day winked mischievously.Furi looked at Syn. __ou just don__ realize how awesome it is to have such great bosses. Came to check up on you, considerate enough to bring you breakfast, I mean just all around awesome guys.___ust wait for it, Furi,_ Syn cut him off.__hat?_ Furi__ brow creased in confusion.__ll the warm compliments you__e giving God and Day ... just wait for it.__uri looked confused. __ don__ know what you__e____hat else did you have to blow on to make feel better?_ Day said around a snort. __eally hate to have missed that show, spanky._ Day smiled broadly at Furi.Furi groaned and dropped his head as he ran both hands through his hair. __ou guys watched my videos.___ell yeah._ Day grinned.__or evidence and research purposes only,_ God chimed in.__ive times,_ Day yelled, punching God in his large bicep.__kay guys. Shut up," Syn huffed.____ just saying, you lucky fuck. You get to date a hot porn puppy and we can__ say anything._ Day stared at Furi, completely ignoring Syn__ fuming.

Goodbye Syn.That man at the end of the bar; that was the kind of man that lured you to his bed at night and fucked you senseless, but then beat the shit out of you the next morning, because in the harsh light of day, he wasn__ gay. Furi knew that type of man all too well. As he walked the half-block to the bus stop, his blood cooled at the horrific memories of the last year as he lit a Marlboro and waited for the next bus. He didn__ need to dredge up old horror stories, he had to get his mind right ... he had an early shoot in the morning.

Excuse me, sir._ One the young officers put his hand up to stop them. __re you Furious Barkley?___aybe. Maybe not. Is there a problem, officers?_ Doug stepped in front of Furi.__amn straight there__ a problem._ Syn stepped inside the door, yanking his dark aviator glasses off his face. The scowl he wore told Furi this was not a pleasant coincidence. __hanks guys, you can go.__uri stood with his mouth hanging open while Syn dismissed the officers.__eriously, Starsky. You gonna track my boy down every time he leaves the house?_ Doug said angrily, still blocking Furi.__e__ not your boy. And what I do regarding Furi is none of your goddamn business._ Syn__ clenched jaw made his words sound like an evil hiss. He shouldered past Doug and got directly in Furi__ face. __hen I__e been calling him for over six hours and he hasn__ picked up or returned any of my calls, I__l send a fuckin_ SWAT team to find him if I want to.__yn spun and pointed his finger in Doug__ face, __hat__ my say, not yours._ Syn__ voice was rising with his growing temper, and all eyes were on them.__kay, let__ get out of here._ Furi pushed at both men, urging them out the door.As soon as they were out in the brisk fall air, Syn rounded on Furi, pushing their chest together. __here have you been, Furious? I__e been going crazy trying to check on you, and you__e sitting here casually eating pancakes,_ Syn growled.__ey, back up, man._ Doug tried to wedge in between Furi and Syn.Syn looked up in annoyance. __oug, I swear, if you touch me, I__ gonna ensure that you never regain the use of that hand.___kay, okay._ Furi put both hands flat on Syn__ chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat underneath all that muscle. Fuck. He really was scared. What was I thinking turning off my phone with everything that__ going on? __yn. I__ so sorry. I turned my phone off because____ou don__ owe him an explanation. You__e a grown man, Furious. You were having a business meeting; he has no right to demand you be available to him at all times, just like Patrick.__uri and Syn both snapped at Doug. But Furi took control. __ey! Don__ you ever say that again. This man is nothing like that asshole._ Furi shook his head at the absurdity of Doug__ accusation. __on__ even say his name in the same sentence as Patrick__.__oug looked at Furi as if he were a stranger.__oug, you don__ know everything that__ been going on. But I promise I__l catch you up, okay? Then you__e going to feel pretty shitty about what you just said about Syn._ Furi nodded his head. __o home. I__l call you when I__ back at Syn__ place.___ou__e staying with him?_ Doug yelled.__oug. You know it__ not safe at my place,_ Furi said softly, his eyes pleading with his friend for him to understand.__hen you should come to stay with me. I don__ trust this guy!___his is fuckin_ crazy,_ Syn snarled. __ know you__e his friend, but you__e sounding more pissed than a friend should be.___on__ try to read me, Detective. Furi is my best friend, and I__e had his back since the first day he got here._ Doug wasn__ backing down from Syn__ intimidating posture. Syn__ dark glasses were back on, creating a perfectly badass look with his black leather coat and boots. All the hardware Syn had tucked under his arms and the shiny badge hanging around his neck was a sight right out of a sexy cop porno.

You don__ want none of this, man. Stay out of it._ Preppy looked around Syn, obviously wanting some more of Furious.__aybe I do._ Syn looked bored and then thought for a second. If he broke this kid__ jaw, that could be his damn promotion. Just when the kid looked like he wanted to start something, Syn pulled his badge. __aybe a night in lock-up will get you to shut the fuck up.__yn heard the guy he punched groaning and looked at him, not wanting to find himself attacked from behind too. What he was surprised to not find was Furious. Syn pulled out his cell and called 911, he gave his name and badge number and told dispatch he had a few drunk and disorderlies that needed clearing out.Syn desperately wanted to find Furious. He knew the man was alright. Surely he was able to take a gut punch, but he wanted to talk to him. Syn knew he may have already fucked up. Without thinking, he__ pushed Furi behind him like he couldn__ defend himself. But when Syn saw the pain of that punch flash over the man__ beautiful face, his protective instincts rose with a vengeance and he__ acted. He looked back and forth from the bar, to the door, to the college assholes, wanting to run and find Furi, but he couldn__ leave his perps unattended until the uniforms got there.

Syn finished with dispatch then called his first officer. While waiting for the phone to be answered he told Furi to pack a bag with whatever he would need for the next couple of days. Furi didn__ move.__urious,_ Syn growled. He wanted to get the hell out of that apartment just in case Sasha wanted to come finish the job.____ not leaving. She is not going to run me out of my own damn place._ Furi jutted out his chin in defiance.Syn forgot about his phone call and came to stand directly in front of Furi. __o and pack a bag now. That crazy bitch is not going to get a second chance if I have anything to say about it.___ou don__ have anything to say about it.___he hell I don__,_ Syn barked. __our foolish pride will get you killed. Let's deal with her and then you__e more than welcome to come home. Don__ let your stubbornness make you an easy target, because that__ just stupid.___ou calling me stupid?_ Furi snapped right back.Syn rolled his eyes in frustration. __re you fuckin_ kiddin_ me? Furious we don__ have time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit right now. Go get your shit and let__ move._ Syn went over to the only window in Furi__ apartment and stood watch while Furi threw some clothes, toiletries, books and a laptop into a bag, grumbling curses the entire time. Syn let him say whatever he wanted to, as long as he was doing what needed to be done.Furi had a large duffle draped over his shoulder when he came to stand in front of Syn. __one, Detective. Anything else you want to order me to do?__yn took a quick calming breath. He took Furi__ duffle off his shoulder and set it gently at his feet. He put his arms around Furi__ waist and pulled him to him. ____ not trying to order you around. I just can__ let anyone hurt you._ Syn squeezed his eyes shut.

Shut the fuck up and mind your own business, Bren._ Before Furi could put up any kind of guard, Brenden had his hands around his throat and shoved him until his back slammed into the stainless steel refrigerator.__ou think you can talk to me that way, you little shit?_ Brenden snarled, spittle flying from his mouth. His hands twisting and burning the skin around Furi__ neck.__et off me,_ Furi gasped, trying unsuccessfully to pry the thick fingers off. His husband and brother-in-law had both been linebackers in college. Neither minded using their brawn and strength on him, and often.Brenden brought his knee up fast, kneeing him so hard in the groin Furi thought death would be better than the pain. Brenden stepped back and let Furi drop to the hard granite floor, slapping him hard in the back of the head before strolling off as if he owned the world. Furi couldn__ hear what the hell his husband was saying because his ears were ringing and his eyes were so filled with tears he thought best to just keep them shut.__atrick,_ Furi groaned, clutching at his balls, knowing nothing would stop the throbbing.__on__ talk like a big boy if you don__ have the balls to back it up, darlin,_ his husband said nonchalantly.

I will if you give me a little kiss._ Furi grinned. He was tipsy and horny now. Tequila does that to a man.__et the fuck outta here._ Doug laughed and pulled on Furi__ hair. __ust because you have long, soft hair and I__e had a little to drink, doesn__ mean I__ gonna mistake you for a woman.___on__ want you too. Come on. One little kiss,_ Furi moaned.__ine. But only because I feel sorry for you. Make it quick._ Doug laughed.Furi__ head was still resting on Doug__ broad shoulder when he brought his hand up and put it around Doug__ neck to pull him to him. Doug__ smile faded and he looked very serious, Furi thought he was getting mad, but that wasn__ the case at all. Doug closed the distance and pressed his soft lips to Furi's. Both of them gasped in surprise at the initial contact. There was no tongue wrestling or groping. Just his friend giving him a little comfort and some much needed affection. Furi hadn__ been with anyone since he left his husband last year. That__ a long time to go without any sexual contact or the comforting touch of a lover. Furi felt Doug__ strong hand thread through his hair, making him lean back into the touch. His eyes fell closed when he felt Doug place a soft kiss against his throat. But what Doug did next brought tears to Furi__ eyes. Doug wrapped him in his muscled arms and hugged him tight, whispering on the shell of his ear that he__ be okay, that he__ protect him no matter what. It was exactly what Furi needed.