It's a good thing the case was tight, he didn't even know why it had gone to trial except the idiot perp had some big-shot lawyer and wouldn't fucking plea-bargain. So they had to be there, and Ray had to say his piece, sworn in with his hand on the motherfucking Bible fer chrissake, and the whole time seeing Kowalski, back behind the prosecutor's table in his crisp, pressed suit, looking like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. Ray tried to keep his eyes on the defense, look trustworthy and reliable as he rattled off the events of the case - search warrant, car chase, blah blah blah - but all he could think about was goddamn Kowalski on his knees in the slush, panting hot into his mouth and so hard for him he'd thought the guy was gonna lose it right there, by the side of the road. He snuck another look over and Kowlaski was lounging back in his chair now, legs spread, lounging and watching Ray with his eyes half-lidded and hot - fucking Kowalski, fucking asshole, doing it on purpose. Ray wrenched his attention back to the defense and tried not to squirm in his chair.
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Date: 2005-02-02 04:23 pm (UTC)It's a good thing the case was tight, he didn't even know why it had gone to trial except the idiot perp had some big-shot lawyer and wouldn't fucking plea-bargain. So they had to be there, and Ray had to say his piece, sworn in with his hand on the motherfucking Bible fer chrissake, and the whole time seeing Kowalski, back behind the prosecutor's table in his crisp, pressed suit, looking like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. Ray tried to keep his eyes on the defense, look trustworthy and reliable as he rattled off the events of the case - search warrant, car chase, blah blah blah - but all he could think about was goddamn Kowalski on his knees in the slush, panting hot into his mouth and so hard for him he'd thought the guy was gonna lose it right there, by the side of the road. He snuck another look over and Kowlaski was lounging back in his chair now, legs spread, lounging and watching Ray with his eyes half-lidded and hot - fucking Kowalski, fucking asshole, doing it on purpose. Ray wrenched his attention back to the defense and tried not to squirm in his chair.