Monitored
T'Len
2005
Series: Kung Fu – The Legend Continues
Pairing: Strenlich/Blake,
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Humor
Feedback: tlen11@freenet.de
Summary: Sometimes monitoring someone can be fun
Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me.
I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights
are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under
age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look
elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please
be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta. For all
remaining errors, blame me.
"What’s
this about?” Peter Caine asked astonished as he entered the 101st precinct and
heard the kissing noises coming from the loudspeakers.
"Blake
obviously has put his current bugging operation through to us,"
Mary-Margaret Skalany explained.
The sound
became louder, accompanied by a groan.
"What
he’s doing in there?" Peter wondered. "This almost sounds
like..."
He was
interrupted by Kermit Griffin. "Exactly, T.J. fetch us some coffee,
please, and a couple of bagels. Roger shall help you to carry it."
"Why
did you send them away?" Jody Powell asked surprised.
"Because,
if soon happens what I think will happen none of us would wish our resident
greenhorn and the son of the commissioner to hear it."
"What
do you think will happen?" Peter asked.
"Look,
what I have for you. As I saw this at Macy’s, I simply couldn't resist. You
will look terrific in it," sounded Strenlich’s voice out the loudspeaker.
"Oh
Frank, what a terrific skirt," Blake answered.
"Exactly
this," Kermit replied unmoved.
"Strenlich?"
Peter asked astonished.
"Oh
yeah," came the answer from Kermit.
"Does
give Blake femal clothes?"
"Oh
yeah."
"This
at least explains why I constantly meet him in my preferential boutiques
recently, although he is separated from his wife since months," Jody
remarked.
"He had
to be very lonesome, if he now makes a pass on Blake," Peter commented.
"Don’t
we all have our little, dark secrets, do we?" Kermit looked at him with a
penetrating gaze and Peter blushed.
"I
knew, your sexy ass simply looks fantastic in this. I can’t wait to get into
it."
"Sexy
ass? Blake? I think I’m going to get sick," Skalany moaned. "Even if
he would be to last man on Earth I never would..."
"Oh
Frank, you know how horny your talking makes me if you say such words."
"They
must have accidentally switched on the transmitter," Jody wondered.
"Surely
not with purpose or do you think they wanted to deliver us a bit conversation
topic for the evening," Kermit answered her cynically.
"I have
something more for you, something quite big and hard."
"Oh
Frank ... Gosh ... you know I’m still on duty."
"I
don't want your ears, honey."
“Surely
not.” Peter grinned. "But the chief ever should dare to say I would
constantly make extra-tours."
"Come
on, Henry. We’ve not done it since already eight hours. I can’t stand it any
longer."
"Eight
hours?" said Jody and Mary-Margaret at unison and glanced at each other
with open envy? "He gets it every eight hours?"
"Don't
you want to ride on my bar a bit? Feeling the whole 24 centimetres in you?”
"24
centimetres?" Jody whispered doubtfully.
"Happy
Blake," Skalany sighed.
Kermit loosened
his tie.
"Put it
in me, Frank. Deep in me."
"Immediately,
baby, immediately."
"Only
that I get this right," Peter said. "And that this here isn't a
macabre joke of yours, our chief actually fucks Blake after he has put him into
a skirt?"
"Oh yeah."
"The
world is crazy."
"Has
someone ever said something else?” Kermit was cynical as always.
"Do you
feel how it drives into you, baby? Up to the root?"
"Yes
... yes.... talk further, Frank. It turns me so on, if you talk dirty with me,
" Blake begged moaning.
Kermit
mumbled: "Not only you, baby," and opened the two topmost buttons of
his shirt.
"Feel
you too hot?” Skalany asked Jody. She only nodded.
Peter
squinted restlessly on the desk on which he had put himself up.
"I fuck
you, till you see stars and don't know your name any more. I screw you till
tomorrow morning and then I’ll begin again."
"Oh
yes... yesss ..."
"I fuck
you till... Henry, what for is the signal light on your desk?”
"Damn!
This is the connection to the precinct, I must have fallen on it as you kissed
me so passionately after your arrival. Damn, do you know what this means?"
"Yes,
you idiot. Switch it off. Immediately!"
The
connection was interrupted. For a moment there was only silence in the room.
"Pity,"
Kermit mumbled, "Now we don't hear how it ends."
"I’m
afraid there will not be happen between them much more today, I mean after this
shock," Peter replied and slipped of the desk. "I’ve got to go now. I
have an appointment with Pop."
"Wait I
come along!" Kermit and Skalany called at once but Peter had already
stormed out the room.
"Hey,
Kermit, what do you think about supper by two?” Jody scrutinised him
interestedly. “Or by three," she added when Mary-Margaret tugged at her
sleeves.
///
The next
morning.
"You somehow
look worn out," an obviously cheerful Peter remarked to Kermit.
He shrugged
his shoulders. "Let’s say I was invited for supper and I was the dessert.
Twice."
"Say,
how long have you been here yesterday evening?" Strenlich asked as he
entered the precinct.
"Long
enough," Kermit answered. "Good work, Chief."
Jody clasped
Blake, who tried to take seat at his desk as unobtrusively as possible,
friendly on the shoulder. "You must be a very happy man, honestly."
Blake
blushed.
"Really
24 centimetres and every eight hours?" Skalany asked and Blake dwindled
apparently a bit.
Strenlich
bundled all his authority together. "If someone only says another word I
will take care that he or she goes patrol till eternity," he announced and
vanished into his office.
"It
seems that yesterday happened really interesting things here, It nearly sounded
as if the chief and Blake... and we had to fetch bagels which then none wanted
any more,” Roger Chin said.
T.J. clasped
on his shoulder, smiling. "Don’t worry,” he said. "I had switched the
recorder on before we went out and have taken the tape on me last night."
He showed it to Roger. "If you like, then come this evening to a small
private show to me. And then...," he smiled, "we can see further."
Roger also
smiled. "This seems to become an interesting evening."
End