Attraction
nc-17
Slash

Disclaimer: I just borrowed them for the story, they are owned by 
Segal Productions.

Darien woke up with a gasp, he had been having dreams about Bobby again.
But they weren't nice dreams. He kept dreaming of his partners death.

A terrible death at the hands of men they were chasing. This time Bobby was
shot several times, by a man wearing black and smiling. 

Darien, got out of his bed and walked into the bathroom, he splashed cold water
on his face and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He looked terrible, his
eyes were all red and he was starting to get circles under his eyes. 

He walked out to his living room and picked up a book. He wasn't going to
sleep again tonight, he might as well try to get his mind off the dream.

"Fawkes? Hey man are you ready?" Hobbes knocked on Darien's door and
stepped inside. Bobby noticed a book open on the coffee table, he shook
his head. Fawkes was forever reading books about quotes and people's
biographies. Bobby couldn't understand why Fawkes spent so much time
reading when he could be living. 

"Fawkes are you up?"

"Yeah, hang on a second." Darien called back from behind the half open bathroom
door. He was shaving in an attempt to look less tired and worn out. 

"We have a meeting first thing with the Official."

"I'm almost ready. Keep your pants on." Darien came out of the bathroom and 
grabbed his jacket up off a chair. 

"You're looking tired Fawkes, aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm sleeping, but not all night. Come on lets go." Darien walked towards the door.

"None of my business, I just hope what ever is keeping you from sleeping is worth it." Bobby closed the door behind him and followed Fawkes out to the van.
    
'It would be if those damn, dreams were about you and me together, instead of my
watching you die.' Darien thought. He opened the door to the van and climbed inside. 

"You getting a little action there Partner?" Bobby bounced his eyebrows at
Darien.    

"No, why do you go straight to naughty Ville with everything?" Darien
frowned at Hobbes. But realized he had been thinking along those same lines
himself only a second ago.      


Bobby Hobbes was an observant man, he noticed that Fawkes had been more tense
than usual the past few weeks. He was worried about his partner. 
"You can talk to me about what is bothering you. I've been around the block a few times, maybe I can help."

Darien was slumped down in the seat, his legs stretched out before him. He opened his eyes to look over at Bobby. "I'm just having some strange dreams. 
I'm good." He gave his standard answer. 

Bobby didn't believe Fawkes, but he let the matter drop for the time being.
He would ask Claire, maybe she could get Fawkes to open up to her.      


Claire was busy working on her microscope when Darien arrived at the lab to be
checked.  " I'll be with you in a moment."

"No hurry, take your time." Darien took his place on the chair/table he usually received his shot on. He lay back and closed his eyes, he was tired already.

"Good Morning." Claire addressed him, as she straighten up from behind her work
and looked over at Darien. She studied him a moment as she walked towards the
table. "How are you feeling? You look like you haven't been sleeping."
She reached to examine his tattoo. 

"I'm sleeping, just not all night. I keep having dreams."

"Is something bothering you Darien?" Claire cocked her head sideways watching him.

" You mean other than the usual stuff?"

"Yes, the quicksilver gland shouldn't be having an effect on your sleep pattern."

"I'm having these dreams," he glanced hesitantly up at the Keeper, 
"they're scaring the crap out of me."
 

"I see, you have been thrown into the thick of things since you joined the agency. Your subconscious is telling you to face your fears. You and Bobby have become close the past few months. Other than your aunt, we are kind of your family now."

Darien nodded, he hadn't thought of it that way. He assumed it was because of his growing attraction to Bobby. 

"I can offer you a light sleeping pill, if you want." Claire touched his shoulder.

"No, I'm sure the dreams will stop soon. I'm good." 

" I'm going to want to run tests if you continue to lose sleep Darien.
Our bodies need rest. I worry about you." The hand on his shoulder squeezed
slightly, " Perhaps you need a few days off, I could speak with the Official."

"Good luck with that idea." Darien shifted his gaze to Claire's face. 
She did look concerned, " If I don't sleep tonight, I promise to let
you run tests, OK?" 

"Alright, but I want to see you again before you leave for the day."
Claire half smiled, and patted his shoulder. 


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"Fawkes, did you hear me?"    

"What, yeah you want me to take a look inside and locate the missing stuff."
Darien had only been half listening to his partner. He had been focusing 
his attention on Bobby's idea of a disguise. They were working on the 
boardwalk again, and Bobby had worn a white sleeveless shirt, with baggy 
tan shorts, docksiders and a straw hat.

He looked like a tourist, but he also looked kind of sexy. Darien hadn't 
realized his partner was built so well. Bobby's shoulders were broad, his 
chest wide and well muscled. The sleeveless shirt showing off more of his 
build than it covered. Bobby's arms rippled with cords of muscle. 

Darien, was dressed in baggy jams and a loud print shirt and sandals. Bobby had
rolled his eyes, at him when he had shown up for work.
"What you said we were working the boardwalk today, and to dress accordingly"
"We are supposed to blend in Partner, not stand out."  Bobby shook his head at
his friend. How could a man as well put together as his partner, blend in. 
Especially when he was wearing a shirt that was open to his navel. Darien's 
well muscled chest and taunt abdomen was on display to the entire world.    
"When was the last time you were down there? I look like half of the surfer 
dudes who hang out." Darien protested.
"Fine, let's go."

"Fawkes, the coast is clear go." Bobby was trying to get his partner to disappear while there were no people near them. The warehouse was behind the group of shops that catered to the people that visited the beach.

"Now you see me," Darien quicksilvered himself, just as a warm gust of wind
blew in off the ocean, blowing Darien's shirt open even more, Bobby stared 
at his partner. 
"Now you don't" Darien opened the side door and slipped inside.  Bobby stood watch just in case. He was getting nervous when his partner wasn't back in a
few minutes. The information they had about this group was supposed to be reliable. 

" Nothing." Darien was standing next to Hobbes back to his visible self. 
"Don't do that." Bobby jumped when Darien spoke next to him. 
"If they were ever there, they cleared out." 

"Damn, we had better get back to the agency." Bobby turned towards the parking
lot and was headed up the stairs, when there was a loud scream from the beach.
Darien and Hobbes turned to look, a woman was screaming, "Help, my son needs
help?"
Bobby was off the board walk and running towards the sand. Darien was right behind him, but his reaction time wasn't as fast. Bobby ran into the surf, then dove head first into the water. He ducked under the water searching for the boy. He couldn't locate the child at first and had to try a second time after getting more air. Darien was next to him by then looking also. Bobby was on his second gulp of air when his hand touched something warm. He pulled the boy up, and swam towards the beach.
Darien help him carry the limp form to dry ground and started artificial respiration. A rescue squad arrived just as the boy coughed up a water. 

"We'll take it from here sir, thank you." A big EMT took over for Darien. 
Hobbes was watching, holding the mother back so Darien had room to work.
"Thank you, thank you both." She was crying. 
"Glad to help, ma'am. He's in good hands now." Hobbes told her. 
"Your welcome, I think he's going to be OK." Darien touched her shoulder. 


The two men stepped back when the EMT's loaded the boy on to a stretcher.
"That was some speed you put on Partner. I didn't think you liked the water much?"
Darien rung the water out of his shirt tail. 
"I don't, if I have a chance to think about it, but that was all reaction. You know a lot of that first aid stuff, how come?"
"Kevin went through that doctor stage when he was a kid, he made me let him practice stuff on me and I kind of learned it too." Darien shrugged. He glanced over at Bobby and noticed the white shirt was now almost totally see through. The wet cotton clung to Bobby's chest like a second skin. Darien's mouth went dry. His heart was still racing from the rescue, and all he wanted at that
moment was to learn what Bobby tasted like with salt water dampening his skin.
He was glad Hobbes's attention was still on the boy.   


" Looks like he's going to be OK. Let's hit the road Partner." Bobby whacked Darien on the back and grinned, he was glad the boy would recover. 

"I need to go by my place and change." Darien reminded Bobby once they were
back in the van.
"I'm way ahead of you, my friend. I have dry clothes in the bag in the back. We 
can both get cleaned up at your place." 

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Bobby was still riding a adrenalin wave after the rescue. He had noticed Darien
checking him out at the beach. He was attracted to his younger partner, but he
didn't normally get involved with the people he worked with. Darien hadn't 
shown any signs of interest until just recently.  But it could also make working 
together difficult. Bobby was already protective of Darien, it they became
lovers his protective instinct would kick into overdrive. 

He knew why he was attracted to his tall, lean partner. Darien was handsome,
intelligent and very well put together. He also had a good heart, he pretended to be this hard ex-con, but Bobby knew him better than most people. 

Bobby had day dreamed more than once about how it would feel to have those 
talented hands, working on him. He wanted to share a  thing or two with his partner. What Bobby couldn't figure out was why Darien was interested. 

Darien opened the door to his apartment and headed for the bathroom. Bobby was
still standing by the door when he returned with a towel.
"I'm going to take a quick shower." Darien handed Bobby the towel and turned back towards the bathroom.

"Don't spend all day in there. We have work to do." Bobby yelled as the door closed between them. He shrugged and slipped his shirt off, then realized he would get the carpet wet and quick stepped into the kitchen. He set his shirt down on the counter and unfastened his soaked shorts. He tugged both his short and his underwear down and off. He had stepped out of his shoes as soon as he had entered the apartment. Bobby reached for the towel, he wasn't wet now, it was more of a damp feeling. The slight chill in the kitchen from the air-conditioning, made him shiver. He rubbed the soft terry cloth over his chest. A vision of Darien came into his mind. Darien was showering, his long hard body, standing under the hot water. Soaping up his hands and washing himself. Bobby grew hard just thinking about his partner in the shower.  He wished he was sure of Darien's attraction for him. He would offer to scrub his friend's back. 
Bobby was so involved in his day dream, he failed to hear Darien leave the
bathroom. 

Darien had been thinking this might be the perfect time to find out if Bobby 
was interested. He wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out into
the living room. Bobby wasn't there. The kitchen was the only other possibility.
Darien stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his partner standing naked
and fully aroused in his kitchen. His heart was in his mouth. He could feel
his body responding. He was becoming aroused. 
"Damn, Bobby all you had to do was ask." Darien closed the distance 
between them and lowered his mouth over Bobby's. The last thing he
registered was the shocked look on his partner's face. 

The kiss was tender at first then shifted into desire once Darien found
Bobby responding to him. Darien lifted his head enough to look into
Bobby's eyes. " I've been wanting you for weeks now. I hope this
means you want me too." He pressed his now fully aroused cock against
Bobby's erection as he spoke. 

"What do you think?" Bobby dragged him back for another kiss, working
his hips against Darien's groin. Bobby pushed his tongue deep into the
warmth of Darien's mouth, he stroked and teased. One hand clasped
to the back of the younger man's head, one keeping their bodies pressed
close together. Darien wasn't being a passive participant, his tongue was
fighting with Bobby's, tasting and stroking. 

When they broke apart for air, Darien spoke first. " I knew you were strong Partner, but I didn't know you looked this good stripped." 
Bobby grinned, not having a come back for that statement. He reached for the 
towel wrapped around Darien's waist and pulled it off. He studied the hard arch
of the younger man's swollen cock, " You're not bad yourself, my friend." 
Bobby reached to caress Darien's erection, when his hand closed around the
swollen shaft Darien groaned. Bobby fondled the hard length, teasing the head
with his thumb, squeezing and stroking. Darien was staring at Bobby, his eyes
starting to glaze over.  His hips worked in contact to Bobby's actions, he was
already close to a climax. Bobby stroked a little faster and Darien's cock spurted. Hot white fluid spilling over his hand and arm. 
"Oh, Crap, Bobby that was great." 
Darien was breathing hard, Bobby was still milking the last amount of cum from his cock when he reached to caress Bobby's thick throbbing cock. Darien used both hands on Bobby's length, then dropped to his knees to take the swollen head into his mouth. Bobby groaned, "You don't have to do, Ohhh God."

Bobby threw his head back and his hips rocked forward as Darien's tongue wrapped around his cock. Darien pulled and stroked, taking Bobby deep into his throat. He brought his partner to the brink of release quickly. Then pushed him over, Bobby's cock jerking repeatedly as he came. Darien, allowed the hot fluid to slip down his throat, it was slightly salty. 

"You are so hot, Bobby. I could spend all day stroking you, sucking you."

"Let me recover, first." Bobby was steadying himself, one hand braced on
the counter top. Bobby hadn't expected Darien to be the aggressor, but he was
kind of liking it. 

"Come with me, Bobby, I'm far from finished." Darien stood and walked into
the other part of the apartment. He waited for Bobby beside the bed, "Lay
down Bobby. I want to experience all of you this time." 

Bobby saw the hot passion burning in Darien's eyes and lay on the bed. He
had seen Darien's bedroom before but he hadn't expected the softness of
the bed spread against his back. Darien lowered himself over Bobby, pressing his hard chest against the equally hard chest of the older agent. He covered Bobby's mouth with his own, their tongues meeting, teasing and tasting again. Bobby kissed better than any one Darien had ever been with. He was becoming aroused again. 
"I want to feel all of you Bobby, have you ever done that?" 

"It was a long time ago." Bobby swallowed, he was growing hard again just thinking about mounting Darien. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure but only if you want it too." Darien leaned up so he could see Bobby's eyes. Bobby stared back, he saw the fire in his partner's eyes. A desire he hadn't seen directed at him in a long time.  "I want you Partner, you will never know how much."

Darien kissed Bobby again then reached for the lube he kept in his bedside table. Bobby offered his hand, then spread the slick lotion over the head of his swollen cock head. He eased a well greased finger into Darien's opening, Darien sighed and eyes locked with Bobby's urged him to continue. Bobby eased the way, moving himself into position, he pushed forward it was a hot, tight fit. He stopped, groaning. Bobby closed his eyes.

" Keep going Bobby, I want all of you."  
Bobby paused for only a moment then thrust himself forward, his hard cock buried
deep inside Darien.  Darien moaned in pleasure. He moved urging Bobby deeper.
Bobby eased backwards, then thrust forward again until he was completely taken.
"God, Dar it's a tight fit." 
"That's because your so huge Bobby, I like big hard cocks like yours, use it all
Bobby. Let me feel all of you." 
Bobby eased back and rammed forward, he set a quick pace his length slipping
back and forth with long hard thrusts until he heard Darien cry out his climax.
Bobby rode another six strokes and ejaculated hard. His cock spasming repeatedly.

After ward Bobby was laying next to Darien, his breathing settling back to normal.
Darien hadn't been so well satisfied since his lover in prison. 

"How long have you been attracted to me Partner?" Bobby asked, his self esteem 
having been bruised by the loss of Vivian. 

"It's been about a month now Bobby, I wasn't sure if you were interested."
Darien rolled to lean on his elbow and studied his partner. 

"I was interested Partner, just not sure how to approach you." Bobby smiled.
He noticed the time, "Crap, we should have signed in an hour ago. Get dressed."
Bobby jumped up out of the bed and ran back to the kitchen for his dry clothes.

Darien rolled onto his back. Crap. They had to go back to work.  He sat up and
opened his dresser drawer for dry underwear. He pulled on a pair of low cut
briefs and grabbed his pants from the day before. He was rummaging for a shirt
when Bobby returned. 
"Come on Fawkes, we are really late." 
"I'm ready I just need shoes." Darien pulled the wrinkled tee shirt over his head and stood up, pulling the tail down.  
"Just grab some shoes and let's go." Bobby was almost frantic now.

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"Explain to me again why you are over an hour late getting back?" The Official
stood over his agents.
"We stopped to change clothes after rescuing a boy from drowning."
Bobby explained again.
"What about your mission?"
"There wasn't anything there, they cleared out." Darien spoke up.
"I see, and you were just hanging around long enough to get involved with a 
civilian matter, on agency time?" 
"Give me a break man, we saved a kids life." Darien sounded pissed, now.
"Yes, sir, but it was a matter of life or death." Bobby shot Darien a look.

"Eberts, see if you can locate the current whereabouts of the group in question.
Fawkes and Hobbes still have work to do."


"Can't you keep your mouth shut?" 
"I can but he was making it sound like he didn't care that we saved a little boy's life today." Darien threw up his hands in exasperation. 
"It's not that he didn't care, he just doesn't want us to know he approved. He has to keep the hard line with his agents. He can't have us doing what ever we want." 

"I know, but .... never mind." Darien exhaled, he didn't want to argue with Bobby. What he really wanted to do was grab him and kiss him, hard.

Bobby, hitched up his pants and straightened his jacket. "That was great this
afternoon, ....  you know, today." Bobby grinned at Darien.

"You liked that, wait until I get you back there tonight." Darien bounced his eyes brows at Bobby. 

"Fawkes, Hobbes I have a new location for you to investigate." Eberts opened the
door to his tiny office. 
  
"OK, Eberts what have you got for us?" 

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