The Game of Chase

   Shiro rubbed his temples as he looked over several files on 'The Red Lion', some said he was a man,  some said she was a woman. Then some said 'The Red Lion' had a partner, Shiro didn't think so. There was no signs this person could work with someone else, the unsub was too violent and was meticulous about everything they did. If they had a partner they would've been caught cause of the partner. He tossed the files aside and went back to the drawing board.

      "None of them have any connection to each other. No specific type. Just age group. They killed every gender, every class, of any looks." He sighed as he looked over the board. "The only thing in common is the age..." he said in astonishment. He went over each victim, by now 'The Red Lion' had gotten up to 10 victims. "20... 20... 21.... uh 19.... 20... 21..." he said under his breath as he listed off the ages. He stepped back once he was done. "5 were 20, 3 were 21 and 2 were 19." He said. "So in theory, he they have to be in that age range to be able to overpower someone in these age groups." He said tapping the marker to his chin. "Though... some aren't as physically fit as others. All seem to be victims of circumstances. Like they're on the hunt..." he said to himself. He sighed. He may have figured out the age range to look out for, didn't get him much further in his investigation. The killer was the most angry one he's encountered or even heard of. He looked over the photos from the case, from the first kill picked up. It was the third kill, a 19 year old male, brown hair,  fit... Killed in a hotel room, paid in cash by the victim. He clicked his tongue. This one wasn't as brutal as the rest, while bloody and gory, only the stomach was removed as well as entrails pulled and strewn across the bed. As well as the victims genitals mutilated and completely removed. As if the killer was still finding their knack for the way they killed. He tapped his foot reading over the details. "Anger, brutality, both genders, no preference to appearance." He sighed and rubbed his temples. 

      "Shiro, you need to take a break~" a sing-songy voice called to him. Shiro turned to see Lance leaning in the door way of his office. "You missed your lunch again." he said as he walked in with a bag of takeout for Shiro. He set the food down and sat on his desk. Shiro sighed but couldn't deny he was hungry, and his stomach growling didn't help his case. He walked over and began to dig into the take out Lance brought him.

    "Oh! You got food from the Thai place down the block." Shiro said excited before he started eating. Lance chuckled and nodded as he looked over the board Shiro covered in different scenarios  of what the killer could be. 

    "Any leads or new personality traits?" He asked looking over at Shiro. Shiro shrugged then turned back to the board.

      "Aside from the age range they could be, and definite gender. But that only does so much." He said as he ate. Lance sighed.

   "You're gonna kill yourself over this case." He said hopping off the desk and walking to the door way. He turned to Shiro looking up at him over his shoulder.  "If you ever need to blow off some steam... You know where to find me." He offered before walking out. Shiro watched him walk out sighing a bit. Having hooked up with Lance before it would be easy to let out some of his frustrations, but he couldn't exactly be rough with Lance. Lance liked it slow and hard, but didn't want to be handled roughly. He shook his head and finished up his lunch to deal with smaller cases before he went back to his major.

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     Shiro tugged off his tie and pressed his forehead against the steering wheel of his car. Another body turned up, the entrails completely removed, every organ, face mutilated... The only difference was rather than being mutilated the victims genitals were in their hand and a new message was written on the wall.

  'Did it feel good? I want to know how it feels.'

 He got out and walked into the usual bar he went to, he walked up to the bar and ordered himself several shots. After downing a few he heard someone sit on the stool next to him.

     "Rough day?" they asked. Shiro turned to respond but paused when he locked eyes with pair of purple ones. He found himself winded and speechless. "So? You don't want to talk?" He asked.

  "U-um, yeah. I've seen you before haven't I?" Shiro asked. "Last week when there was the event or whatever?" he asked. The other male shook his head.

    "No I'm pretty sure I'd remember a strong jawline like yours. Especially your white hair tuff." he said looking over Shiro. Shiro looked down at the other, something about them made his blood feel too hot to be in his body. Like some part of the universe was pushing them together, their purple eyes made his heart thud in his chest, their lips made him want to push them against the nearest wall and not stop kissing them until they begged to stop, and the gaze the held on him was almost preditory in a way  Shiro wanted to challenge. "So, what brings you here tonight? Blowing off some steam? Or just here to get drunk?" He asked touching his shoulder a bit. Shiro swallowed thickly before sipping his drink.

    "Well, just clear my head really. Didn't plan on anyone else." He said looking down at them, they looked so small an fragile to him, part of his brain wanted to know how much he could do until he broke them. They nodded and touched his bicep.

   "You work out a lot hm? Part of your job or just a hobby?" They asked looking over Shiro. 

   "Both?" He said looking down at their hand on his bicep. "I like it and it's good for my work." He continued before looking back at the purple eyes, there was a sultry and daring look in them. "What brings you here?" Shiro asked finally. They other chuckled slightly and run their hand down Shiro's arm to his hand.

   "Some fun, seeing just how far I can go tonight." They remarked as they slowly used their other hand to touch Shiro's thigh. "And- their bathrooms are particularly sound proof. I thought a new setting would be very exciting."

Before Shiro really knew what was happening, he was in a stall far from the door with the purple eyed stranger. Kissing, touching and grinding. Their hands were quick and skilled, unbuttoning his shirt as they kissed. His own hands held the other's rear, it fit almost too perfectly in his hands. 

   "Name, can I get your name?" Shiro panted out as the other pulled away to kiss his neck and jaw. They chuckled and bit down on his collar bone.

   "Do you always need the name of your one night stands?" He asked as he unbuttoned and unzipped Shiro's pants, palming him through his underwear. "Mmm, you're huge down here aren't you?" they remarked as they worked Shiro out of his pants stroking him slowly. Shiro moaned and slid his hands into the smaller man's jeans gripping his ass and playing with it. He pulled a hand back carefully licking over his fingers before going back and teasing their hole. They gasped and moaned softly, "Eager aren't you?" They teased as they stroked him faster. 

Everything began to become a blur as they continued, the touching kissing, the heat and the smell of the other man was overwhelming Shiro. The pleasure that ran up his spine as he fucked them against the stall door was almost too much for him to take, it was the best he had ever felt in a long time. The way they leaned into his thrusts and sucked on his fingers to muffle his moans, how they bended perfectly forward so that he could hit the best spots inside them. The way they took him so perfectly, with no problems, no whines or complaints. The way they told him to go harder and bruise them, made his head feel light and fuzzy, as if he was high on the pleasure alone. 

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Shiro doesn't entirely remember how he got home or when he got home, he just knows that he woke up in his bed and a headache. He groaned as he sat up looking at his night stand to see what time it was. To his surprise he saw a note with two pill tablets there in front of his clock. He picked up the not and furrowed his brows.

    'Sorry, had to bring you home after. You passed out on me right after everything. Take some medicine and call me next time you need some excitement.' 

Their number was listed just below the note, he chuckled and picked up the pills leaving to his kitchen to get a cup of water. He'd never called back any of his hook ups, despite always asking for their names. He never even had sex in public like that before either, he considered the notion of calling them back. Shiro hadn't experienced sex that good in his entire life, part of him didn't want to let that go. Maybe next time he would be a bit more sober so he could remember everything the day after. He took the two pills and swallowed them carefully. The small bits of last night coming back to him bit by bit, he bit his lip as he mulled it over. He'd work and clear his head before he made a choice about that number and propostion. He needed to focus on the case, not his sex life.