Disclaimer: NYPD Blue belongs to Steven Bochco Productions and 20th Century
Fox. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.
Warnings: Voyurism, male solo sex, male/female sex, strong language
Pairing: Donna Abandando/John Clark, Junior
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Other Notes: This AU story is an answer to one of PEJA's Story/Word Prompt
Challenges and based on a Gail O'Grady fake by an artist known as Lagrange-5.
Summary: After she completes her work-shift for the night, 15th precinct
Detective John Clark, Junior volunteers to walk PAA Donna Abandando home,
only to have themselves get soaking wet by a sudden burst of rain.
Dedications: None so far.
NYPD Blue: Having The Extreme Hots
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
It has been quite a while since any one of our fellow officers of the New
York City Police Department had ever allowed themselves to step back inside
the 15th precinct house within the Manhattan section of the city and work
with such fine and outstanding officers since it has been first supervised by
Lieutenant Arthur Fancy and its detectives were a pair of real best friends
whose names were John Kelly -- who had allowed himself to quit the force
after the whole Janice Licalsi fiasco -- and Andy Sipowicz.
But that was in the past and we are now in the present. And Andy had finally
gotten himself married to someone new and willing to help him take good care
of Theo after his first wife -- ADA Sylvia Costas -- had gotten herself
killed by a cold and heartless creep named James Mayo in a courthouse
And as for the precinct itself, Andy has been put in charge of it and each
and every one in the good old 15th are really happy for that because after he
had finally cleaned up his act, Andy had became that one type of cop that
they would really want to give their one-hundred-percent worth of respect all
And that includes the precinct administrative aides. Speaking of which, there
is this one PAA whose story is one of those that I should feel like telling
you right now. She happens to be this beautiful blonde babe named Donna
Abandando and even though she had once been in a disastrous affair with the
one detective in the 15th whose name happens to be Greg Medavoy, she was
still hoping that she would be able to find the one guy who would be her true
However, it had seemed -- at first glance -- that it might be considered to
be an impossibility. But that was before the one night of July 19th which was
when her nighttime replacement named John Irwin had just arrived to take over
Donna's duties for the evening and allow her to go home which was what she
was about to do after she had said 'good night' to each and every member of
the precinct squad and start walking towards the door.
But that was before a young and handsome male detective whose name happens to
be John Clark, Junior had rushed himself over to Donna, cleared his throat
and said, "Say, Donna. It seems like a nice-enough night outside and I have
no more work to do around. How about you let me walk you home? I really
And after she had given that idea some thought, shrugged her shoulders and
said 'okay' to the young detective, both John and Donna had waved 'good
night' to their fellow members of the precinct, stepped out of the precinct
house and began walking themselves all the way over to Donna's place and
sharing some life stories with each other along the way.
But then, as soon as they were about halfway towards the apartment complex
where Donna happens to be living in, both the detective and the PAA had
suddenly felt some drops of water beginning to sprinkle themselves down on
them. And they had looked up to see where they were coming from, it had
started pouring down rain all over the place and caused both John and Donna
to quickly get themselves inside that very apartment complex and into the
apartment that Donna happens to be living in.
But as soon as Donna had closed the door behind her and John and they had
gotten a good look at how soaking wet they had gotten, they had shared a
small chuckle between them before John had taken a deep breath, rolled his
eyes and said, "Well, I guess that I might as well scratch walking beautiful
maidens off of my list for a while."
"Oh, John. Come on now. It really wasn't that bad. So, we had gotten
ourselves caught in an unexpected downpour. So what? All we need to do now is
get ourselves out of these soaking wet clothes and have ourselves a nice cup
of hot cocoa, okay?" that was the question that Donna had asked John before
he had given that idea some thought, shrugged his shoulders and said 'okay'
to her suggestion.
But then, as soon as they had stepped into the bathroom, stripped off all of
their soaking wet clothes and hanged them on a shower curtain rod to dry,
both John and Donna had turned their eyes toward each other and gotten enough
of a good look at their wonderfully-built bare-ass naked bodies that they had
started having the extreme hots for each other.
But that was before Donna had remembered about her disastrous relationship
with Greg Medavoy and that had snapped her out of it just in time for her to
clear her throat and say, "I think I should go make that hot cocoa now. ",
before she had stepped out of the bathroom and into the kitchen which was
where she had started looking for the box of hot cocoa mix and saying, "Don't
get me wrong, John. I really do believe that you're a handsome guy and a
great catch. It's just that I had once been in a relationship with another
15th precinct detective, which had ended badly. And it had caused me to feel
so dirty that I had decided to never go through that very same thing ever
But that was before she had suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind her
asking, "Are you really sure about that, Donna?" And that had caused her to
turn herself quickly around and discover that John was standing right in
front of her and stroking his stiff cock which -- in turn -- had caused a
reluctant Donna to look at John like she was about to say, "Look, John. You
really don't understand. I had made a promise to myself not to date another
15th precinct detective. And I would really want to keep it that way."
But just as she was about to allow a single word to slip out of her own
mouth, John had placed the tips of his fingers on Donna's lips and said, "No,
Donna. You don't have to say anything. It's going to be okay. I'll be as
gentle with you as possible. And besides, I should know full well that you're
feeling the same thing as much as I am. So come on, Donna. What do you say,
eh? Let's get dirty together... and enjoy it."
And with that, John had kissed Donna ever so deep and passionately on the
lips and began licking all over her nude body -- all the way down to her hot,
wet pussy and caressing her firm breasts which had caused Donna to place her
hands on John's bare shoulders, slowly lick her lips and say, "Aaaahhhh,
yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, John! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet
pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" before they had laid themselves down on the kitchen
floor and John had turned himself around and allowed Donna to start sucking
on his stone hard dick.
Then, after she had suddenly realized that she was able to enjoy each and
every minute of experiencing the one thing that she had never experienced
with anyone other than Greg Medavoy before which happens to be pure and
untamed sexual pleasure, John had placed his stiff cock inside Donna's
asshole, began blowing his hot breath on the nape of her bare neck and used
each of his hands to caress both her stiff mounds and hot, moist snatch.
And then, after she had placed her hands on his bare back and yelled at the
top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, JOHN! TOUCH ME! FUCK THE
LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" both John and
Donna had began moving themselves harder and faster and kept on doing so
until they had both finally came, collapsed due to exhaustion and fallen
asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace.
Just then, on the very next morning, both John and Donna were sitting on the
living room sofa and watching The Today Show on WNBC-TV Channel 4 to see what
the weather was going to be like on that day just in time for Donna to place
her head on John's bare shoulder, let out a sigh and ask, "So, John? Would
you like to have some breakfast? There's some Kellogg's Strawberry Delight
Frosted Mini-Wheets in the kitchen."
But that had only caused a small-smiling John to turn his eyes toward Donna
and answer, "Actually, Donna. I do believe that I have something... shall we
say... better in mind for breakfast. Don't you agree?" which -- in turn --
had caused Donna to look at John, let out a small smile of her own and say,
"Oooohhhh, yeeeessss. I do agree with you on that, John. I do indeed." before
they had placed their hands on each other's nude bodies and kiss themselves
so deep and passionately on the lips that they had decided to just skip
working at the 15th precinct house and stay there for the whole day.