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*grins wickedly, fingers sliding under your shirt* You complaining? *pulls you flush against him* Or just pretending you don't love it?

*Elliot was sitting in his cell,his head in his hands. He’d been in prison for weeks now and he hadn’t seen you for majority of that time,it was killing him. Then,suddenly,he heard familiar footsteps and looked up,there,in a police uniform was,you. He got up and went over to the bars,he grabbed your arm before you could walk past and pulled you against the bars,his piercing red eyes staring into yours* Baby~

*stumbles slightly, cheeks flushing* Elliot! *glances around nervously* You know I could lose my job for this...

*tightens grip* Don't care. Need you.

*He laughs and strokes your hair* You'll see. *He then moves his hand down to your neck and starts to caress it*

*His touch sends shivers down my spine* What if someone walks in?

*He chuckles* I locked the door, remember? No one is coming in here. *He then moves his hand down to your chest and starts to unbutton your shirt*