Two days after Severide’s confess, the second time in a week Casey had found himself watching a strip show. He had come straight to the club right after shift, with Otis, Cruz and Randy to work in the backstage. After working a few hours, he had sent the three amigos to home. It was the night Severide would take the stage. He couldn’t have taken the risk of them accidentally learning his secret. Severide had appreciated it and insisted him to stay for the show. He was sitting on a table closer to the stage as he had promised, fidgeting nervously. He was sure it was a bad idea. How was he supposed to act around Severide now? How would he look into his eyes like everything was normal? It was gonna be a lot way harder to keep his emotions in check. He wasn’t prepared for this. Also he was so tired and …show more content…
He felt Casey’s hand sneaking on his abs under his shirt. The front of his pants was getting tighter and tighter. He pushed Casey through the wall behind him. He pulled back lightly just to breath. “We did this before?” Casey asked, panting. “Finally you remember.” “That night… All this time I thought it was just a dream. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I tried, but when but you told me you remember nothing, I was afraid.” Casey had a million questions in his mind. Like why was he acting so stupid sometimes? Why Severide was so idiot? Why was he asking this unnecessary questins himself? They could have had this before, but they had now. They needed to make up for the lost time. Severide kissed him again slowly, sliding his tongue inside his mouth, like he had read his mind. Casey invited him deeper. The slow and hungry kisses went on and on, till them both gasping for air. Severide lost his patient. The front of his pants was getting tighter and tighter. He took off his own shirt. He helped Casey to pull off. Then his shaking hands moved down to their jeans. He unzipped them both. He put his hand inside Casey’s pants, stroking his