Realm: Professional
Sep. 29th, 2009 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spongetasticThose gathered around fell in an expectant hush to watch him fiddle with the safe door. It was much easier than he would have thought. Sure all the movies he saw made it look easy, but he always figured that was taking creative liberties with the truth. To actually put it into practice and to see the movies didn't exaggerate... He was amazed. And apparently so was his small audience crouching nearby.
"You got it!" one of the men gasped seconds after the satisfying click. "How'd you do that, Kenley?"
Peter smirked mysteriously as his answer. The name Kenley sounded familiar enough that he no longer needed to remind himself that it belonged to him.
"C'mon, man," another nudged him. "Reap the benefits of your hard work."
"Yeah," Peter agreed. He hung in the back and waited for the others to take what they wanted, and once they picked the safe clean he took whatever they left. It wasn't like he really needed the money.
The guys hurried off, piling into their black Ford and pattering away before the police could come after them. Peter felt a rush of excitement seeing the tail-lights in the distance. He grinned, letting out a triumphant laugh that the others echoed. Soon the car was filled with their laughter. It followed them all the way to the nearest liquor store, where Peter bought everyone a round to celebrate.
"You're amazing, Kenley," one of the guys praised him.
"Thanks," Peter said. "But for this next job, I'm going to need my partner."
The job he referred to was one he and the gang had been building toward for weeks now. And it was one Peter and Gabriel worked toward ever since they chose to stay in this time period. It would be too suspicious for two unknown men to pull off a huge bank heist. So they started small, and now five months later they finally built up a reputation as professional bank robbers.
They pulled up next to the apartment complex he and Gabriel were currently staying in. Unfortunately the rest of Peter's crew insisted on being in the planning stages of the operation, so Peter didn't get any time alone with his "partner". But at least he and Gabriel didn't have to deal with too many questions about their relationship.
"So that's it," Gabriel concluded once he and Peter finished going over the plan. "We'll see all of you tomorrow." The guys filed out and once they were all gone Gabriel burst into a smile. "I can't believe we're finally going to do this!" he cried out excitedly.
"I know," Peter agreed. Gabriel's excitement was contagious and soon Peter was grinning right along with him. "My crew and I just did a heist," he mentioned, sliding closer to his lover. "We cleaned out the bank and got away before the police could catch us."
"This next job is going to have tighter security," Gabriel told him as he pulled Peter onto his lap. "Tighter for the times, I mean. Still, we'll have to be quick if we want this to go well."
"Think they might chase us?" Peter asked, bending his head to press kisses along Gabriel's neck. "Just like in the old movies." Gabriel shuddered under Peter's attention. "All that danger..."
"Peter..." Gabriel swallowed hard. "This... this is hardly professional."
"I know." Peter slowly kissed up to Gabriel's mouth, where their lips connected in a deep kiss. "That's why I have to get all of it out now, so I won't be tempted during the job."
"Oh." The word came out as a groan, Gabriel's fingers sliding into Peter's hair to pull him closer. "Good idea. We need to stay... professional." He swallowed, panting heavily against his lover's mouth.
"So I can clean the place out of all its money," Peter said, shifting to lock his knees onto Gabriel's hips. He felt his partner shiver underneath him and he smiled, grinding up against him.
"I love when you're a little bad," Gabriel groaned out.
"Just wait," Peter whispered heatedly into his ear. Those two words carried so much promise Gabriel couldn't help but shudder.
"You got it!" one of the men gasped seconds after the satisfying click. "How'd you do that, Kenley?"
Peter smirked mysteriously as his answer. The name Kenley sounded familiar enough that he no longer needed to remind himself that it belonged to him.
"C'mon, man," another nudged him. "Reap the benefits of your hard work."
"Yeah," Peter agreed. He hung in the back and waited for the others to take what they wanted, and once they picked the safe clean he took whatever they left. It wasn't like he really needed the money.
The guys hurried off, piling into their black Ford and pattering away before the police could come after them. Peter felt a rush of excitement seeing the tail-lights in the distance. He grinned, letting out a triumphant laugh that the others echoed. Soon the car was filled with their laughter. It followed them all the way to the nearest liquor store, where Peter bought everyone a round to celebrate.
"You're amazing, Kenley," one of the guys praised him.
"Thanks," Peter said. "But for this next job, I'm going to need my partner."
The job he referred to was one he and the gang had been building toward for weeks now. And it was one Peter and Gabriel worked toward ever since they chose to stay in this time period. It would be too suspicious for two unknown men to pull off a huge bank heist. So they started small, and now five months later they finally built up a reputation as professional bank robbers.
They pulled up next to the apartment complex he and Gabriel were currently staying in. Unfortunately the rest of Peter's crew insisted on being in the planning stages of the operation, so Peter didn't get any time alone with his "partner". But at least he and Gabriel didn't have to deal with too many questions about their relationship.
"So that's it," Gabriel concluded once he and Peter finished going over the plan. "We'll see all of you tomorrow." The guys filed out and once they were all gone Gabriel burst into a smile. "I can't believe we're finally going to do this!" he cried out excitedly.
"I know," Peter agreed. Gabriel's excitement was contagious and soon Peter was grinning right along with him. "My crew and I just did a heist," he mentioned, sliding closer to his lover. "We cleaned out the bank and got away before the police could catch us."
"This next job is going to have tighter security," Gabriel told him as he pulled Peter onto his lap. "Tighter for the times, I mean. Still, we'll have to be quick if we want this to go well."
"Think they might chase us?" Peter asked, bending his head to press kisses along Gabriel's neck. "Just like in the old movies." Gabriel shuddered under Peter's attention. "All that danger..."
"Peter..." Gabriel swallowed hard. "This... this is hardly professional."
"I know." Peter slowly kissed up to Gabriel's mouth, where their lips connected in a deep kiss. "That's why I have to get all of it out now, so I won't be tempted during the job."
"Oh." The word came out as a groan, Gabriel's fingers sliding into Peter's hair to pull him closer. "Good idea. We need to stay... professional." He swallowed, panting heavily against his lover's mouth.
"So I can clean the place out of all its money," Peter said, shifting to lock his knees onto Gabriel's hips. He felt his partner shiver underneath him and he smiled, grinding up against him.
"I love when you're a little bad," Gabriel groaned out.
"Just wait," Peter whispered heatedly into his ear. Those two words carried so much promise Gabriel couldn't help but shudder.