by Brit Columbia
Pairing: Berkeley and Ryo
Timeline: Set in August of Dee and Ryo's first year together. It's definitely set after Volume 7 of FAKE.
Rating: Worksafe, but sensual. If you're one of the Berkeley-haters, you should skip this.
Summary: The Commissioner and Ryo are undercover in a gay bath house.
Disclaimer: FAKE, featuring Dee, Ryo, Berkeley and JJ, was created by Sanami Matoh. I make no claim on FAKE or Ms. Matoh or any of her characters. No one paid me to write this story.
Author's Notes: This was supposed to be a very short 100 to 200-word ficlet lime for triple_p, who responded to an offer I made when I posted Chapter 23 of Justice. The first five commenters who asked me for a lime would get one if they supplied me with a word to be included in the lime. Her word was 'Pig'. She chose Berk/Ryo for her pairing. I specified that it had to be canon, and it is! Berkeley's just being rather naughty in this story. I hope you enjoy it.
No one has beta-read it, so please feel free to point out any mistakes I've missed.
Ryo looked around the foyer, hoping his discomfort wasn't evident. He had worked undercover in some interesting places, but never in a gay bath house before. He wished Dee were here. A moment later a horrible thought struck him. What if Dee had actually been here before? Dee was continuing to be annoyingly adamant in his refusal to talk about his past sex life, although it was evident from both his skill and his reputation that he had had quite a lively one.
Ryo heard the sound of a man's long groan come from somewhere down a velvet-roped corridor beside the front desk, and the sound made him flinch involuntarily. The guy behind the counter was looking at him skeptically, too. Ryo could feel his stomach starting to knot up. He hoped he wouldn't have to deal with anything too overtly inappropriate today, like an orgy. What a stressful thought.
His partner had picked a hell of a day to come down with food poisoning. Ryo hated to admit it, but he knew he would have felt ten times more confident in this club if he had Dee beside him.
And why, why, why, had Commissioner Rose, of all possible people, volunteered to come here with him? His presence alone made an already uncomfortable situation positively excruciating. Ryo had almost succeeded in talking JJ into accompanying him as a replacement for Dee, when the Commissioner had overheard them and volunteered his help instead. Really, if the Chief hadn't ordered him to investigate the seduction of minors in this place, Ryo wouldn't have considered taking the case. Or maybe he would have. Some of the minors involved were only fourteen years old. That was pretty serious.
"Hey, you. Yeah, you with the suit."
Ryo turned around to find himself face to face with a huge, slab-bodied man who was evidently what passed for security in this place. The man wore nothing more than a pair of black leather trousers and a hostile expression.
"Yes?" Ryo said mildly, hoping to avoid trouble before he had even gained entry to the main section of the bathhouse.
The man jabbed a huge finger against Ryo's hard chest. "You a cop? You a fucking pig, man? 'Cause I say you look like a pig. And we don't like pigs around here, do we Len?" He glanced at his companion, a similarly-clad man whose athletic body was whipcord thin.
Len narrowed his eyes at Ryo and shook his head. "Uh-uh. Think you're in the wrong place buddy. We ain't got no girls here."
"We're not looking for girls, are we, Ryo darling?" The Commissioner slung a possessive arm around Ryo's shoulders.
"Um, no." Ryo cursed inwardly as he felt his face heating up. Let go of me, he thought fiercely, but could not speak the words out loud as long as both bouncers had their suspicious eyes on him.
"We just want to add a little spice to our relationship," confided the Commissioner, his eyes going from one security guard to the other. "We're hoping to find an adventurous young boy or two that we can both relate to... hopefully at the same time. Do you think we might possibly be in the right establishment?" He held out his hand palm down, and Ryo observed that the corner of a bill peeked out from under it. Len shook hands with the Commissioner and the bill disappeared.
"You might be," Len said, "but I got my doubts about him." He jerked his head at Ryo. "He don't look gay to me."
"I don't see why I should have to prove..." Ryo began, but his voice trailed off when he realized that the Commissioner's hand had slid from his shoulder to the back of his neck, where it moved in a sensual, caressing motion.
"Oh, he's gay, all right," the Commissioner said affectionately. "Aren't you, darling?" He then leaned down and pressed his lips to the side of Ryo's throat. Ryo gasped and stiffened, and only the warning in the sudden tightening of the Commissioner's hand on his neck stopped him from jerking away. Ryo's face flushed deeply and he felt himself trembling slightly with nervousness. Or maybe it was frustration. Or anger. He wasn't sure. He tried to breathe normally when he felt the other man's hot tongue on his skin.
The Commissioner gave Ryo's ear a little nibble before returning his attention to the two bouncers. "My lover is a little uptight," he remarked apologetically, and then added, "He's a stockbroker, you know."
Comprehension dawned on both their faces. "Oh, that explains it then," said the bigger of the two guards. "Sorry, man. We just had to be sure you weren't a cop."
"Um, don't mention it," said Ryo faintly, uncomfortably aware that the Commissioner's hand was sliding slowly down his back, getting closer and closer to his ass. Surely the Commissioner wouldn't touch him there? God, what Dee would do if he were here! It was a good thing that Dee was at home right now, because if he had any idea of the liberties that the Commissioner was taking, he would probably do something that would end up with his being either fired or suspended. Needless to say, the undercover job would be a washout before it even started.
"Uptight, huh?" the other man snickered and caught the Commissioner's eye as his companion held the velvet rope open for them to pass. "Bet he's tight too!"
"He sure is," murmured the Commissioner as he propelled Ryo down the hallway ahead of him. He added something else in a low voice that Ryo could quite hear, but he caught the word 'virgin'. Whatever it was, it made the two security guards guffaw with laughter.
Ryo gritted his teeth and began plotting revenge.