Set Up

Part 5-Unconventional Cops and The Quest For TP

_Jo's POV_
I knocked on the shop door around five at night in my new dress; instantaneously grabbing Henry's attention. I'm dressed a lot sluttier than I ever usually care to dress on a date. -I'm wearing a short, skin-tight, red dress that shows off a fair amount of cleavage; smelling like I bathed in cologne. Not to mention, I have on matching lingerie underneath. "Holy shi..oot. SHOOT," he corrected; combing a hand through his hair. -He's preening. "Did you almost utter a swear, Doctor Mormon.. I mean.. Morgan?" I teased; stepping inside, and pressing my body flush against his. All he could do was nod his head; too flustered to talk. "You look cute tonight," I flirted; straightening his tie. "You.. Hot," he eked out; trying to snap out of the haze that he's in.
-We climbed the stairs, and walked out onto the balcony; Henry pulling my chair out for me. I smiled, and took a seat; Henry sitting to my right. "The roast I'm cooking shall be done in a few minutes," he explained. I nodded my head in comprehension, and he shifted awkwardly in his seat. "How are you?" he asked; eagerly eyeing me up and down. "Good," I answered; flashing him a flirty smirk. I swear he looked like he was about to faint. -I've never had complete control over him before. He always kind of does his own thing, even when I advise him not to(ie: he wanders off when I tell him to stay put.) But now, it seems I have a bit more control.. Just by dressing slutty.
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_Henry's POV_
"I think I hear the oven. I'll be right back," I lied; walking into the restroom attached to my bedroom. I splashed some cold water on my face, and mentally scolded myself for acting like such a buffoon. This is the same woman I've known a little over a year now. I needn't act different around her. I turned the faucet off, and shuttered as I felt her moist lips on the back of my neck just below my hairline; her arms wrapped around my middle. "It's still me. The same Jo. You don't have to try so hard," She assured me; almost as if she'd read my thoughts exactly. "I'm sorry, You.." I sighed; cutting myself off. "You're kind of intimidated because I've been dressing and acting like a slut lately?" she finished. "I wouldn't word it in such a way, but.." I began. "It's okay. I've been doing it just because I maybe kind of like the attention.. From you, and thought it may get me laid," she blushed; her reflection surfacing in the mirror in front of me. "If you want to have sex, all you have to do is ask. I'd be glad to oblige," I smirked; turning around to face her. "I just.. Like when you look at me.. Like you did.. I liked the way you were looking at me earlier today: like I was the most precious thing in the world, and I like when you look at me like I'm this young hot chick.. and I like when you hold my hand, and hug me, and.." she yammered on. "You like feeling loved?.. Is what you're trying to tell me," I smiled. "Yeah.. I haven't.. Felt like this in a while.." she admitted. "And I understand completely.. I don't blame you for dressing up and looking a tad.. Scantily clad.. I actually rather enjoy when you do, but, I'm telling you that you don't need to.. I think you're interesting, and smart, and beautiful anyway," I spoke effusively; holding her hands out in front of us, and giving her a peck on the lips. "Thank you," she blushed; likely not knowing what else to say. "You're welcome," I grinned; closing in the space between us.
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_Jo's POV_
Once we finished dinner, Henry entered his room; coming out about ten minutes later. Admittedly, I immediately focused in on the bulge in his tight leather pants. -He has no underwear on(not to mention, he has a massive hard-on.) He has on a navy, short sleeve shirt, a fake badge, and belt; handcuffs in his hands. "Are you much into role play, Detective?" he smirked; leaning on the doorframe, and flexing for me. "Oh god yes," I murmured; my jaw dropping. "I beg you pardon?" he laughed; making me blush. "Yes. Please," I answered; straightening my dress out as he walked over to me. He stood over me so that my legs were between his, and leant in; extending his arms, and placing his hands on either side of my shoulders. "Your costume seems.. Different," I babbled; trying to change the subject. "I stopped by the Spirit Halloween we went to today during field work before coming home, and got a new one," he explained. I nodded my head, and sunk back in my seat. "You know Detective, I'm far more into being dominated than dominating someone else, but I've seen in you a little.. Glint.. of someone who also enjoys being dominated.." he started; taking a seat in my lap. I felt my breath hitch in my throat as he started to grind up against me. "I'm a bit of an.. Unconventional cop.. If that's alright with you," he said.
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_Henry's POV_
I handcuffed Jo to my bed-frame, and tied one of my scarves around her face; blocking her eyes. She grinned, and I pulled her dress up; starting to dry hump her, and being fueled by her moans. "I suspect you of being in possession of a weapon, thus I have the right to search you," I announced; groping her breasts, hips, thighs, and legs. "Yes officer," she replied; deciding to play along. I eventually moved inwards, and delicately rubbed her through the fabric of her lacy panties; witnessing as she tensed up. -We both know exactly what she wants me to do, though I've never dared to do it before. I snuck a hand down her panties, and started to rub her slowly; feeling firsthand how moist she is. Both of us lustily engaged in what we were doing; this is where everything went south.
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_Abe's POV_(TUESDAY, OCT. 27TH)
I woke up around eight in the morning, and peacefully sipped tea at the kitchen table; figuring that Henry is at Jo's house again. Deciding that I didn't want to make the long exhausting trip to the downstairs bathroom; I cracked Henry's bedroom door open, and entered the room; my sights set on the restroom attached to it. I heard the shower on, and groaned. -He must have just been really quiet last night. I wandered downstairs, but there was no toilet paper, so I awkwardly entered his bathroom while he was showering and dug through his bathroom cabinets where we keep the rolls. I heard wet feet squeak on the shower floor, and furrowed my brows; keeping my head forward. "Yes! Yess! Yesss! Yessss! YEESSS!!" Jo wailed; my eyes widening as I heard one of their bodies crash against the shower door. "That's it," he spoke soothingly. I peered over at them quickly(regretting it for the rest of my life), and saw him hug her tightly as she shook. -Wish I could dress up as.. That.. For halloween.