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Passing the Time

By: moontatoo
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Passing the Time

Hi Friends !

I'm taking a break here from Drake and JJ to write some
Berkeley/Dee action . Yes, you heard me right . I make no apologies to you diehard Dee/Ryo shippers out there . Do I believe there is a circumstance where Dee and Berkeley would do the wild thing ? Oh yes , I do , and still with no love lost between them . This takes place pre-Dee/Ryo consumation anyway.

Enjoy !



Moon



The Law Enforcement Professional Development Seminar , held annually, had extended an invitation to Berkeley Rose. He was requested as a speaker on the topic of management and inner city crime. The pay was generous, the accomodations luxurious, and best of all , he could bring a guest.

Diana was knee-deep in security arrangements that spring weekend at LAX, and declined. Seems some big shot foreign dignitary was visiting the Governor. Ryo politely refused as well, seems he'd attended before transfereing to the 27th several years ago.

JJ Adams was enthusiastic at first, until his partner reminded him they'd also already attended.

" And a boring weekend it was too , sir , " Drake Parker had said, rolling his eyes . " Two days of listening to stuffed shirts blab on about how they thought the police force ought to be run ..."

Rose regarded his officer with a raised eyebrow , and silently vowed to revise his lectures.

"Isn't there anyone here who hasn't already gone to the conference ? " Rose asked the group at large at their morning briefing . " It's mandatory everyone attends at least once in their career. "

The men assembled exchanged uneasy looks .

" Well , " Ryo ventured, " there is one person who hasn't gone yet --"

His sentance was cut off as the door opened . Dee Laytner , timely as his name suggested , sauntered in . He dropped his lanky frame in the chair nearest his partner and flashed him a grin and wink .

" Well , I'm here , guys , " he announced , as if he owned the place . " What did I miss ? "

Ryo looked at Rose and shrugged.

Oh God , Rose prayed silently . Just shoot me now ...



" I don't like this anymore than you do , " Berkeley assured Dee as they arrived at their room at last . He surveyed the spacious accomodations . " Well , somethings gone right at least . We have separate beds. "

Dee was mercifully silent for once , perhaps for the first time since leaving New York . He pushed past Berkley and laid claim to the bed nearest the window . Okay , Berkeley thought , heaving his suitcase onto the other bed . I guess this one's mine .

Murphy's Law had gone into overdrive in the past week . It started when Berkeley found out who his seminar 'guest' would be. Dee Laytner was the sole officer on their team who'd yet to attend . Only Ryo's persuasion had convinced him to go this time . Berkeley didn't want to know how the normally sweet , but frigid , detective had accomplished that task with his lusty partner , either.

Their airport security check had been a nightmare ; too many lines , too many questions , too many screaming children on their heels . Their non-stop flight to Colorado had been canceled and replaced with one that had a three-hour layover in Kansas City . Dee , Berkeley found out , got airsick .


Repeatedly .

They'd arrived at the Denver Holiday Inn not at two pm Friday but almost twelve am Saturday morning. Dee lit up a cigarette and promptly passed out from the altitude . Berkeley just wanted to get to his room ,sleep , and be prepared for his lecture at nine am that morning .

That's when they found out the hotel was also hosting an eigth grade spring break field trip, and was overbooked . They'd be sharing a room . At the age of forty-two , Berkeley thought he'd heard every swear word known to the english language . The temper tantrum Dee had thrown at the front desk had proven him wrong .

It's only a weekend , Berkeley told himself . He unpacked with economical movements , eyeing his roomates back . Dee appeared to have fallen asleep fully clothed .Berkeley couldn't blame him , he was exhausted as well . It's only two days .Who knows ? Maybe we'll hardly see each other.


By Sunday evening things were looking up . The middle schoolers had ( noisily ) departed . Berkeley's speech had been so well received , he had been invited back next year at double the pay . That seminar would be held in Hawaii , as well .


They had two hours to kill before they had to leave for the airport . The bulk of the other attendees had already departed , and Berkley had the pool to himself . After a lesiurely swim , he padded back to the room for a quick shower before repacking .

Dee was packed already , standing at the window , the curtain pulled aside. He turned and smiled at Berkeley as he entered .

" It's snowing ! In the middle of April , " he said , like a kid on Christmas . "Look how pretty it is ! "

By the time Berkeley came out of the shower fifteen minutes later , the smile had slid off Dee's face .

" It's snowing kinda hard , " he said uneasily . " Maybe we'd better leave a little earlier than we planned . "

Berkeley joined him at the window , and gasped . ' Snowing kinda hard ' was an understatement. The parking lot was nearly obliterated by swirling winds and thick, billowing snow .

"Holy Shit ! " he exclaimed . He hurriedly dressed , the phone tucked under his chin as he dialed the front desk, hoping to secure a cab to the airport . The television was a distracting buzz in his ear; he tucked the reciever into his chest and turned to snap at Dee.

" Turn that off ! I can't hear the woman at the front desk --! "

But Dee had sunk down onto the bed in a daze , watching the news report in horror . He turned a face as white as the world outside to Berkley's eyes .

" It's a blizzard ! " he said . " The roads are closed . All flights are canceled . We're stuck here ! "

Berkeley let the phone drop out of his hand.



Twenty-four hours later the winds showed no signs of abating. The only consolation was the hotel had excellent back up generators and hadn't lost power . It was well stocked with food, movies and a spacious pool . They were two of only a handful of guests
remaining , so they had it pretty much to themselves .

The downside was ; they had it , pretty much , to themselves .

Dee had wanted a separate room immediately . To conserve energy , however , the hotel steadfastly refused to open up any more rooms . Power had been cut anywhere it wasn't needed .

" Even you can see the logic in that , can't you ? " Berkeley had sighed , hoping to head off another tantrum . God , what did Ryo see in this man ?

" Of course I can , " Dee retorted . " Doesn't mean I want to be stuck here with you . "

" The feeling is more than mutual , " Berkeley agreed . He had been trying to read the newspaper for nearly half an hour . Dee's brooding by the window was a constant irritant .

" You could have been stuck here with JJ , " Dee smirked . " Would've served you right . "

" Hmmm , " Berkeley mused , not looking up . " At least we could have had sex . "

Dee looked at him incredulously . " You have got to be kidding . "

Berkeley glanced up . " Why not ? "

Dee gaped . " JJ ? ! "

The other man smiled . " Sure . He's young , pretty , and willing . "

" He never shuts up ! "

" Oh , I'm sure , " Berkeley drawled , " I could find plenty of other uses for that lively mouth of his . "

Dee shook his head . " God , you really will nail anything that moves , won't you ? I thought you wanted Ryo . "

" I do , " Berkeley agreed . He set the paper aside and rested back against the headboard of his bed . " I just haven't sworn myself to celibacy while I'm waiting , like you have . "

Dee glared . " You'll be waiting forever , then , " he snarled . " Ryo's mine . "

Berkeley smiled nastily . " Not yet , I hear . "

Dee turned away in a huff , and Berkeley was able to read the paper at last .


Tuesday evening Berkeley was watching a movie on pay per view when Dee came up from the pool . His eyes slid over the younger man's form as he stripped for the shower . Four days of living with Dee Laytner had proven one thing , at least . The man was as drop dead gorgeous undressed as he was clothed . Too bad he was such an obnoxious prick .


" What's on ? "

Berkeley looked up from the small screen . Dee was standing fresh from the bath with a towel around his hips and one around his neck . Drops of water ran down his muscular arms . Berkeley had an insane urge to lick them off .

" Van Helsing , " he answered . They watched as the prince/werewolf chased his sister , a nubile Kate Beckinsdale , through the darkened castle .

Dee smiled and gave a little chuckle . " Oh yeah . Some of the best F/X and worst acting ever . But who cares ? " He flashed a grin at his room mate , " with cleavage like that ? "

God , he's beautiful , Berkeley thought . And wanted to run screaming from the room ten seconds later .

" Well , " Dee went on , " I'm so bored , I guess even bad cinema looks good . "

" We could have sex . " The words were out of Berkeley's mouth before he even realized what he was saying .

Dee's head whipped around . " What --? ! "

And Berkeley suddenly found he meant it . " I said , we could have sex . Isn't that why you're prancing around out here half-naked , teasing me ? "

Dee looked dumb-struck , then promptly blushed furiously . Oh , now that's a good look , Berkeley smiled . I wouldn't mind making you do that more often.

" --Go to hell , you goddamn son of a -- ! "

Berkeley was laughing . " Relax , Laytner . Just thought it would pass the time . "

" What , see a hole , plug it ? " Dee snapped . " I guess after thirty-six inches of snow , even I start to look good . " He snatched up his clothes and stomped off to the bathroom to change .

" You've always looked good , " Berkeley amended . " It's your personality I can't stand . "

The bathroom door slammed shut , and locked .


Wednesday after breakfast Dee was surly and pacing . His cigarettes were running low and he was trying desparately to ration them .

" Sit down , " Berkeley sighed , re-reading the paper for the fourth time . " You're going to wear a hole in the carpet . "

" This is so fucked , " Dee whined . " No smokes , no cell , no money . How am I even supposed to afford this room an extra three days ? "

" The department is paying for it , " Berkeley corrected . He had to agree with Dee , though . He was more than a little restless himself . " I'm going for a swim . Want to come ? "

Dee didn't answer , sitting and staring out the window again . Berkeley got up and went to change.




" You cheat ! You lousy cheat ! How can that be a straight ? ! "

" It's five in a row , see ? : an ace , two , three , four and five . That's a straight ; a yahtzee is five of a kind . "

Berkeley had spotted an abandoned yahtzee game in the lobby and brought it back to their room . Teaching Dee wasn't easy .

" This is too fucking hard , " Dee growled . He glared at the dice , willing them to change .

" Sex would be easier , " Berkeley added under his breath .

" Stop hitting on me ! I swear to God , I'm gonna file harrassment charges when we get back --"

" --Oh , bite me , you virgin . "

" Bite me yourself ! You want to have sex so bad , get over here and suck my dick ! "

Berkeley leveled him with a stare . " Drop your pants and I will . "

Dee stared back , cornered . " Fine , asshole , " he spat . " Put your money where your mouth is . " He stood and fumbled with the fly to his jeans . Berkeley noted his hands were slightly shaking .

Within minutes Dee sat splayed with his pants around his ankles , legs stretched awkwardly on the bed . Berkeley helped him free one foot so he could get in between his thighs . He leaned up , only to have Dee quickly turn his head .

" Don't kiss me , idiot , " he hissed .

" Don't worry , " Berkeley bit back at him ; stung . He lowered his head to Dee's crotch and took his semi-hard prick in his mouth .

Oh , now this wasn't boring at all . Dee had about as much self control over this as he did anything else in life . In no time at all Berkeley had him fully hard and gasping ; stomach muscles tense , thighs shaking . The scent of male musk filled Berkeley's nose , heat rolling off Dee's groin as the younger man moaned deliciously above him .

" Oh God--Oh God--Oh God---" Dee panted , tossing his head against the wall behind him . Somewhere in the back of Berkeley's mind he remembered hearing that Dee hadn't had sex in over a year . Time to blow his mind as well as his dick , then....

Berkeley brought him to the brink three times, backing off just as his balls began to clench . When he had Dee begging shamelessly and all but ripping out his hair , he relented . He popped an index finger into his mouth alongside that rigid shaft . Wet with spit , he shoved it , hard , inside Dee's anus , pressing against his prostate .

Dee howled and erupted , filling his mouth with hot , bitter cum . Berkeley pulled off as the last pulses were spent , reared back , and swiftly undid his own pants . Shoving them to his knees , he straddled Dee's thigh with his rock hard prick . Dee lay open mouthed and panting , staring up at him dazedly . Berkeley crushed his mouth to Dee's ,feeding him his own cum along with his thrusting tongue . Dee groaned , returning the kiss with vigor , hands on Berkeley's ass as he was dry-humped ruthlessly . Berkeley gasped , and came , seconds later .

They lay in a tangle of limbs , panting , hearts racing , until Dee at last shoved Berkeley aside . He stumbled into the bathroom , and locked the door . Berkeley heard the shower hiss soon after .

He was asleep when Dee returned .



Berkeley was in the shower the next morning when he heard the door open. He yanked the curtain aside .

" I thought I locked that ! " he sputtered . His eyes followed Dee's naked form as he sauntered in , erection bobbing in front of him .

" Please . I've been picking locks since third grade . " He pulled the curtain all the way open and climbed in behind Berkeley .

" What the hell do you want ? " Berkeley craned his neck around , watching as Dee knelt behind him .

" Breakfast , " Dee smirked . Hands on Berkeley's ass, he spread his cheeks apart and pressed his face forward .

" Fuck--FUCK ! " Berkeley gasped, as Dee got to work with lips and tongue . He rarely bottomed , in rimming he was usually the giver not receiver . He'd forgotten how nasty this was, and how good it felt .

Dee stood after several minutes and lined up .

" What , no lube ? " Berkeley gasped as Dee pressed forward .

" Spit or soap , " Dee grunted , trying in vain to enter him . " And that'll sting like a motherfucker . C'mon , you tight assed white boy , lemme in . "

" You want it , you take it , " Berkeley panted , bracing himself on the tiles . Christ , Laytner was huge . He fought to relax , and push back . Dee breached him , hard , and he screamed .

The burn was intense . " Take it out -- FUCK -- take it out ! " he all but sobbed . Dee eased back , wrapping an arm around Berkeley's heaving chest . He stroked him with restless hands , mouthing his rock hard shoulders with apologetic kisses .

" Relax ; relax , baby , " he soothed .

Berkeley laughed somewhat hysterically . " Little late to be sweet to me now ! "

Dee chuckled against his wet hair . " Didn't think you'd want it that way , boss-man , " and he began to thrust .

I should do this more often , Berkeley thought in a daze ; or never again . That huge shaft was bottoming out in him over and over again , nearly lifting him onto his toes with every thrust . He turned his head , watching their reflections with slitted eyes in the fogged over bathroom mirror . Dee was gorgeous , every muscle tense as he fucked him , moaning with every slam .

" Oh , Jesus , you're tight ! Oh yeah baby , that's hot ! "

" Shut up , " Berkeley panted , " and fuck me . "

Dee laughed breathlessly . " Never let it - be - said - " he angled up , hard ; Berkeley nearly fainted , " that I - disobeyed - ah ! - a direct- order - from a -superior officer --! "

He draped himself over the older man's back and went to work pounding away . One large hand left Berkeley's hip to jerk his dick . It was a good thing , too . Berkeley didn't dare let his hands leave the shower wall for fear he'd be knocked right through it .

He came soon after , crying out as he pulsed over Dee's hand . Dee rode him mercilessly for half a dozen more thrusts and followed suit .

When he finally pulled out , Berkeley felt as if he was taking his insides with him .

" Fuck , that was good ! " Dee grinned , breathless . He hastily rinsed and got out ; the water was getting cold .

Berkeley shut off the spray and straightened , trying not to show how shaky his legs were . " Next time , " he glared , " I'm fucking you . "

Dee grinned at him cheekily . " If you think you can keep up with me , old man , " he said , slapping his own butt , " this ass is all yours ! "


They spent the rest of the day indulging themselves . Berkeley even sprang for room service so they wouldn't have to get dressed and leave the room . He did fuck Dee , twice . Once doggie style in the middle of Dee's bed , so he could watch them in the dresser mirror again . ( " Why comisioner ; you're a dirty old voyeur ,
aren't you ? " ) The second time Dee straddled him , riding his dick to noisy completion .

Berkeley reasoned no one occupied any of the rooms within earshot . If so , they'd have been out on their asses in the snow by now , cops or not . They ended up in the shower two more times , where Dee proved he was just as eager to give head as to recieve it .

Near eleven pm they lay in a tangle on Berkeley's bed ( it was the cleanest ) . The room stank of spunk and ass and leftover dinner . Berkeley lay propped against the headboard , naked under the comforter , content and sated in every way . Dee was stretched out alongside him , half asleep . Heh , who couldn't keep up with who ? Berkeley smiled . He reached over to stroke Dee's hair .

" Ah , shit , you're not gonna get all lovey dovey on me , are you ? " Dee yawned .

"Of course not , " Berkeley answered , but he continued petting Dee anyway . Dee sighed , and rolled over to nuzzle into Berkley's hairy chest .

" More to the left , " he purred .

" Berkeley chuckled . " Demanding little bitch , " he said , and yelped when Dee's teeth found his nipple .

" Keep that up , " he said , squirming , " and you'll get me hard again . "

Dee laughed softly around his mouthful . " Jesus, I don't think I have a drop of cum left in me . But if you're game ...." He pushed the blankets down and moved his head lower .

Berkeley sighed , and watched the news . The freak spring blizzard had finally moved off, the national guard had the roads cleared , and the airports were open . They might be able to get a flight tomorrow afternoon--

Dee started doing that twisty thing with his hands while sucking on the crown of his dick , and the news , and everything else , faded away .


" Flight 287 will be arriving at Kennedy airport in fifteen minutes , " the co-pilot announced . " All passengers , please secure your seat restraints as we begin our descent . "

Dee watched the familiar landscape of new York City spread into view . " God , it's good to be home , " he said quietly . He couldn't wait to see Ryo again .

" I know what you mean , " Berkeley smiled . " I can't wait to see Ryo again . "

Dee glared at him , only to catch the twinkle in his eye . " Gotcha , " Berkeley grinned .

Dee would normally have countered with a smart-assed remark . After the events of the last week , he laughed softly instead .

" It wasn't a bad trip , though , " he said casually . " I mean , all things considered .

" True , true , " Berkeley agreed . He checked his jacket pocket for their tickets .

Dee was quiet a moment . " It'll probably never happen again , though . "

" What ? " Berkeley asked just as quietly , for his ears alone . " Us , getting stuck together in a blizzard ? Or having sex for nearly thirty-six hours straight ? "

Dee looked thoughtful . " Both . "

" Well , " Berkeley went on , " I did get invited back again to next years' conference . And it's in Hawaii this time . " He smiled at Dee's look . "After all , they could always use another speaker . Maybe an expert on street crime ; picking locks , that kind of thing . "

Dee frowned slightly . " They don't have blizzards , though . "

Berkeley held his gaze . " I would think , after a whole year , no incentive would be necessary . "

Dee's smile broadened lustily . " You know what , Berkeley ? I think for once , you're finally right . "

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