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doctorskuldThis is inspired by and a spin-off of the esteemed clevermanka's work, Playing Cops and Robbers. She was truly evil to put Jack and Zhao Zi in that fic to tempt me into writing this one.
Bad Boys Too (6,331 words)
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack/Zhao Zi
Characters: Jack, Zhao Zi
Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut, Roleplay, A little bit of knifeplay, Post-Canon, Married Jack and Zhao Zi
Summary: Having been roped into Tang Yi and Meng Shao Fei’s role reversal roleplay, Jack and Zhao Zi decide to keep the fun going by themselves.
“Oh?” Zhao Zi asked, aiming for arch, and hoping he was landing most of the way there. “You must be one of Officer Tang’s underlings.”
A shrug. “You can call me Jack.”
“Jack,” Zhao Zi whispered the name, rolling it off his tongue, and the shiver that saying his husband’s name gave him was real. He wanted to say it again, but he caught the way that Jack’s spine stiffened ever so slightly, and had the feeling that might lead to the scenario escalating too quickly. He didn’t want to spend the next three days nursing bruised knees from kneeling right there on the asphalt, in the open air of Tang Yi’s driveway. “That’s not your real name,” Zhao Zi said instead. “Is it?”
clevermanka's work, Playing Cops and Robbers. She was truly evil to put Jack and Zhao Zi in that fic to tempt me into writing this one. Bad Boys Too (6,331 words)
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack/Zhao Zi
Characters: Jack, Zhao Zi
Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut, Roleplay, A little bit of knifeplay, Post-Canon, Married Jack and Zhao Zi
Summary: Having been roped into Tang Yi and Meng Shao Fei’s role reversal roleplay, Jack and Zhao Zi decide to keep the fun going by themselves.
“Oh?” Zhao Zi asked, aiming for arch, and hoping he was landing most of the way there. “You must be one of Officer Tang’s underlings.”
A shrug. “You can call me Jack.”
“Jack,” Zhao Zi whispered the name, rolling it off his tongue, and the shiver that saying his husband’s name gave him was real. He wanted to say it again, but he caught the way that Jack’s spine stiffened ever so slightly, and had the feeling that might lead to the scenario escalating too quickly. He didn’t want to spend the next three days nursing bruised knees from kneeling right there on the asphalt, in the open air of Tang Yi’s driveway. “That’s not your real name,” Zhao Zi said instead. “Is it?”