Pairing: Becker/Matt
Notes: For

Becker was leaned against his desk, trying to catch his breath, when he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the picture on the wall. His hair was in disarray, his uniform was a mess and… oh, crap! He had a hickey on his neck that his t-shirt wasn’t going go hide.
Matt smirked as he tucked in his shirt and fastened his jeans, raking a hand through his hair to right it. It didn’t help.
“Well, if that doesn’t get us on the naughty list…” Matt mused.
Becker smiled. “Maybe we should do it again, just to make sure.”
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