Silk

Hello FAKE lovers !

I do not
own FAKE and am
making no money
off this story .



This takes
place after KISS
and OUT.

More fun with
Drake and JJ
lies ahead.
Should be in
about three
parts.

Bad words and
sex in later chapters .


Enjoy !


Moon







Tuesday October 5th 8:30 pm

Blame it on Claire Patterson.

For weeks after she'd sold her Manhattan townhouse to Drake and JJ , her periodicals kept turning up in their mailbox . They were an eclectic assortment too ; Taste of Home and Ikea . Rolling stone and GQ . JJ complained that Drake got the better end of the deal . JJ already subscribed to GQ , but Drake got the coveted Victoria's Secret catalog for free .

" I don't care if you look at that, you know , " JJ offered casually ." It really doesn't bother me . " He was working hard to keep his tone neutral as he sat on the edge of their bed , taking off his shoes .

Drake had gotten back from a day in court a bit earlier and had already showered. He sat propped up against the headboard, long legs clad in a pair of blue flannel pj bottoms , his chest and feet bare . His tousled dark blonde hair was just the way JJ liked it , damp and combed back from his face .

" Aw , Babe , I don't have to , " Drake said , but his hand rested near the magazine where it lay on the mattress just the same .

" Go ahead , " JJ winked . " Have fun ! " He carefully draped his suit over the chair next to his side of the bed to take to the cleaners the next day , and padded off to the bathroom .

His shower was a slow , thoughtful one . Should it bother him that Drake still found women's bodies attractive ? He frowned , uncapping his favorite shampoo and lathering his scalp . Suppose he caught Drake checking out another man . Would that be better , or worse ?

JJ couldn't erase the fact that for all of his adult years , Drake's relationships had been with women exclusively . Did his lover miss the soft curves of a female body now when they made love ?

JJ ran his hands over his own body , washing away the smells of the office and subway . Drake loved him , of that he was certain , and if he wanted to look a little , did it really matter ? JJ looked too , he had to admit .

He made it through the rest of his nightly routine still mulling over these thoughts . He looked critically at his reflection as he brushed his teeth . Almost thirty years old , but still trim and smooth . He'd probably be close to fifty before he had any chest hair . He had a good , athletic musculature , but he'd never be bulky .

Face it , Adams , he thought , sticking out his tongue at his reflection like a little kid . You're figure skating material . You'll never be six foot , never weigh 150 pounds , and never grow a beard . The only reason
you made it as a cop is because you're fast , smart and can shoot .

Drake was waiting with open arms when he emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later .

" You smell good , " he drawled , smiling lustily and pulling JJ down onto the bed . The sex that followed was fantastic . Later on , as Drake slept soundly next to him , JJ couldn't help but wonder who , exactly, Drake
had been fucking .

Wednesday October 6th , 2 pm


" You're melancholy today , " Ryo remarked .

JJ sighed , chin in hand , staring blankly out the window in Dee and Ryo's office . Their partners were in interview three with the suspect in a narcotics/murder case , trying to pry out a confession . JJ had been helping Ryo all morning establish a timeline for the case .

" Victoria's Secret catalog , " JJ explained morosely . He looked at the file the other detective was currently holding .

" Check the other one first ; the one in the manilla -- yes , that's the one , " he said , as Ryo's long fingers deftly selected it from the pile on his desk . " That one has the information on the rental car agency you've been looking for . "

" Ah , thanks . " Ryo adjusted his glasses and quickly scanned the contents . "Hmmm . So, the car was picked up at 10:45 am on Saturday and returned just after eight am on Monday . We know they didn't make the delivery of the coke until after 12:00 am Sunday . Why keep the car another day afterwards ? "

JJ shrugged . " Hopefully Dee and Drake are finding that out now . " He sighed again , fiddling with his pencil , effortlessly spinning it on its point .

Ryo put the folder down and leaned across his desk . " So Drake reads the Victoria's Secret catalog . So what ? Dee does too , every chance he can get his hands on one . "

" Doesn't it bother you ? " JJ said , his huge blue eyes uncharacteristically worried .

Ryo folded his hands . " JJ , does Drake love you ? I mean , really love you , Jeremy James Adams ? "

JJ scowled " That's not the point -- "

Ryo held up a hand " Bear with me here . Because believe me , I know where you're coming from . "

The younger man's shoulders sagged . He looked defeated . " Does Dee ever -- I mean , do you think he misses it ? "

" Being with a woman ? "

JJ looke down . " Yeah . "

" Do you miss Dee ? "

JJ 's head shot up . Ryo was looking at him expectantly . " Do you wish you'd never given up , and settled for second best ? " he asked bluntly .

Rage heated JJ 's face an ugly red . " How dare you ! Drake is not second best -- ! "

" And neither are you . " Ryo chuckled , eyes twinkling . " Boy , remind me to never piss you off when you have a gun in your hand ! "

JJ looked down to see that he was brandishing his pencil like it was his sidearm . He opened his mouth , then snapped it shut .

" Bitch , " he said sheepishly after a moment , and grinned as Ryo laughed .

" Okay , okay , I get it , " JJ chuckled . " I should stop the twelve year old girl jelous routine . "

Ryo smiled . " All I'm saying is , if you don't know Drake loves you , and only you , you're deaf , dumb , and blind . I've never seen him happier than he's been in the last few months . "

" Me too , " JJ agreed , and he meant it .

" Then stop worrying , " Ryo assured him , going back to the file in his hand . " Besides , you can get some pretty good loving after one of those catalogs turns up in the mail ! "

Yeah , JJ thought , frowning again inside . That's just the problem ...

Friday October 8th 11:15 am

Women were everywhere.

Retro -hippie high schoolers on the subway , ipods glued to their ears as they nodded sleepily on their way to class . Pregnant hispanic mothers at the green grocers down the street , selecting fruit for their toddlers lunches . Hookers in platforms and vinyl minis ; nuns in black habits ; business women in power suits and high heels .

JJ , who had known since he was fifteen that he was gay , had never disliked women . He adored his older sister and was devoted to his mother . He'd even has a best girlfriend in high school he'd experimented with sexually . It seemed it was he , not Drake , who was hyper aware of women these days . And all because of that damn Victoria's Secret catalog .

Time to face his nemesis . It was Friday , Drake was on first shift and JJ had second shift throught the weekend . Saturday morning was trash and recycling day on their street . Currently he was sorting throught the various newspapers and magazines that had accumulated throughout the townhouse , readying them for the curb.

He stared at the catalog in his hand , hesitant . Drake hadn't looked at it since that one night ( JJ hoped . ) Should he save it for him , or toss it ? An air brushed beauty stared back at him from the cover , all wind blown hair and overflowing cleavage .I dare you , she seemed to taunt .

Skank , JJ thought . He sat on the edge of the coffee table , idly flipping through the pages . One lovely lady after another stared back at him ; pouting , posing , preening . Some of the most beautiful models in the world , but they did nothing for him , of course .Give him a hard chest and bulging biceps over tits and ass any day .

Ass . Hmmm....

He flipped ahead to the panties section . Thongs and bikins andlow rise boy briefs adorned the lushly rounded derrieres . This section was well thumbed , which didn't surprise JJ in the least . He knew Drake was an 'ass man ' . He made no bones about it , and JJ knew which part of his own anatomy was his lover's favorite .

One page actually had a corner turned down . A waist down, back view of a model wearing boy-cut silk briefs with lace edging , with a generous amount of cheek exposed . Matching thigh high stockings completed the ensemble .

And suddenly , it clicked . It wasn't the sexy girls that had turned Drake on so much the other day . JJ smiled , and spent the next hour singing merrily to himself as he cleaned , passing the time before he had to go in to work .


Monday October 11th 7:20 am


Monday morning couldn't come fast enough . JJ was kissing Drake goodbye and practically shooing him out the door . Today was his day off and he had plans . Big ones .

" Why are you trying so hard to get rid of me ? " Drake joked , gathering his briefcase . " The maintenance boy coming as soon as I leave ? "

" Of course not , sweetie , " JJ said , handing Drake his lunch . " It's the mailman today . The maintenance boy doesn't come til Tuesday . "

" Ha-ha , " Drake growled , but accepted a kiss anyway and waved as he rounded the corner to the train station .

JJ hummed , stripping off his pjs as he pranced into the shower . Oh , what an evening he had planned for them tonight ...