DADDY

Rated: NC17+

Fandom: The Professionals

Pairings: Doyle/original character

Feedback: Pretty pretty please! Criticism is more than welcome, flaming is not!

Warnings: None

Summary: Bodie discovers he has a daughter he never knew about but she has her sights set on Doyle.

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me and I promise to return them only slightly worn also I do not make any money from my fic, it’s purely for pleasure.

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Chapter 4



The dinner was a great success and after the boring speeches were taken care of the floor was cleared for dancing. Both Bodie and Doyle loved to dance and had stolen a dance off every woman there. Bodie was leading Michelle back to their table.



“I’ll bet I can!” Katie was boasting to Betty.



“You’ll bet you can what?” Ray dropped his arm around Katie’s shoulders and handed her a drink. She smiled up at him.



“Ta, get Mr. Cowley up to dance.” She replied cheekily. Both men stared at her agog.



“You’ve got to be kidding sunshine.” Bodie said and Katie smiled at the pet name. She’d noticed he kept it for the special people in his life. Mostly it was she and Ray that he said it too. She leaned over kissed him on the cheek and walked over to Mr. Cowley.



“She wouldn’t dare!” Doyle decided.



“Oh yes she would” Bodie corrected him and she did. Mr. Cowley shook his head for a few minutes but as Katie would not give up he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. The whole of CI5 stopped to watch the Chief dancing with a girl young enough to be his grand daughter.



“I can’t believe you just did that!” Ray smirked at her. He’d had a fair bit to drink and thought it was outrageously funny.



“Between two evils I always pick the one I never tried before” she replied in her best Mae West voice and Doyle convulsed in laughter and hugged her close. Katie was in heaven. He always made her feel so protected and he always smelt so good.



“Get off my daughter Doyle.” Bodie grumbled but Doyle shook his head.



“No way Bodie. If I let go I’m gonna fall down.” And he started giggling again. Doyle giggling was a very strange sound. They were both sloshed. Bodie had found himself a woman for the night but he had to work out what to do with Katie. She’d had a few drinks herself but she was not piddled and she guessed his problem.



“I’ll go home with Doyle if you want. You can entertain Michelle in peace.” She told Bodie. He could feel his face flush. Doyle was right; his daughter was far too perceptive sometimes.



“Are you sure? I mean it’s not that important!” Katie kissed Bodie and smiled at him.



“Of course I don’t mind and you’ve not had any fun since I moved in and don’t argue with me Dad, you know exactly what I mean and I doubt Ray could get home on his own anyhow – he’s tanked.” Katie smiled indulgently at Ray. He looked ready to conk out.



“OK luv, thanks. I’ll talk to Ray.” Bodie sat down beside Ray and nudged him awake. Doyle looked at him owlishly.



“Katie is going home with you tonight mate OK?” Doyle just nodded stupidly.



“S’ok, she can tuck me in.” and he hiccupped.



“Come on sunshine, lets get you home.” Bodie hauled him to his feet and grabbed their jackets. Michelle just stood there looking beautiful but useless. Katie dragged Ray’s other arm around her shoulder.



“Come on darling, let’s get you home.” Katie said and Doyle disentangled himself from Bodie and draped himself over Katie. She was obviously stronger than she looked, she held him up. He mumbled something in her ear and Katie giggled. Bodie looked on them both fondly.



“We’ll walk home from here Dad, see you tomorrow stud!” Katie kissed Bodie good night and led Doyle off down the road. They were both wavering a bit but they’d be OK. Bodie dragged Michelle off in the other direction, now desperate for some mind-blowing sex before his daughter got home in the morning.



“Where we goin' Katie luv?” Doyle mumbled in her ear and Katie’s arm broke out in goose bumps at his breath on her neck.



“Home sweets. Remember I’m staying with you tonight.”



“You are?” he asked puzzled. “Your Dad won’t like it!”



“He’s the one that told me too. He’s taken some woman home for the night and he needed to get rid of me so you’re got me all to yourself.” Doyle’s face broke into a warm smile.



“All my fantasies come true.” He mumbled and hugged her, pulling them both off balance.



“Careful Ray.” The night air was sobering Doyle up and he was slowly realising he had this beautiful woman to himself for the night and with Bodie’s approval.



They finally got to Doyle’s flat and she took the keys off him to open the front door and switch off the alarm. Doyle flopped on the couch and watched Katie wonder around his flat. There was enough light from the streetlights to see her in the semi dark.



“You want coffee sweets?” she asked running her hands through his curls. Doyle loved that she’d found out a while ago. Even piddly he was gorgeous.



“Na” he mumbled.



“What do you want?” Katie asked playing with his hair.



“A kiss!” Doyle asked hopefully, green eyes dancing. Katie’s heart went into overdrive.



“Why?” she asked. Doyle scooted around the couch far too fast for a man that was that piddly and grabbed her. Katie was not frightened.



“Cause you are so damn beautiful and I’ve wanted one for months.” Ray replied just before he pulled her close and kissed her. Katie was swamped by sensations far too strong to ignore. Oh my God she thought and that was the last sane thought she had for a long time. She wrapped her arms around Ray’s shoulders and held on. Neither could stop the moaning that was filling the flat.



Doyle was hard in an instant and he backed her up against the kitchen table. Her lips were swollen from his kisses and her hair and come loose and it cascaded down her back in wild abandon. Ray ran both hands down her back and cupped her backside. She groaned at his arousing touch and Ray lifted her easily and sat her on the edge of the table. This is no girl but a women who knows exactly what she wants and God help me, its me she wants Ray thought watching Katie undo his shirt and run her fingers through his chest hair. Ray groaned at her touch. Katie ran her nails over his nipples and Ray though he was going to cum then and there, he was so aroused.



“Oh jeez Katie love, slow down or I won’t last.” He kissed her again and ran his hands up over those damn long legs to push her dress up. His hands encountered stocking tops and he pulled back and stared, his mouth going suddenly dry. Katie smiled sinfully and pulled him closer.



Doyle shifted her up and pulled the dress out from under her and bunched it up at her bottom.



“The zips at the back” she mumbled and Doyle fumbled for it. In his drunken state he’d forgotten this was Bodie’s daughter and Bodie would kill him when he found out. He’d forgotten she was only 18 he only knew he wanted her badly and it was obviously mutual. He unzipped her dress and pulled it over her head and stopped dead at the sight that faced him.



Katie was dressed in the most minuscule underwear he’d ever seen and black fish net stockings and against her pale skin the effect was electrifying. Doyle swallowed with shock.



“What’s up Ray? Cat got your tongue.” She asked cheekily winding her arms around his neck and nibbling on the side of it. Ray groaned and surrendered to this sexy woman.



“I ah, don’t think this is quite what your Dad had in mind with you staying with me!” Ray groaned as she nipped his neck.



“Well if you don’t tell him I sure won’t.” Katie mumbled pushing Ray’s shirt completely off and lightly scratching her nails down his back. He arched into her like a cat. He’s got the most gorgeous body! She thought.



“Have you got any idea what you’re doing to me?” Ray asked, stepping closer between her spread legs and letting her know his reaction. Katie’s eyes opened with shock.



She was as sexy as hell and as aroused as he was and Ray was not going to be denied. He puller her close for kiss, wrapped his arms around her and expertly unhooked her bra. The wolfish grin he gave her when he pulled the bra off was enough to send Katie in to pangs of lust. Slowly she lay back along the length of the table and stretched her arms out above her head, pulling her breasts tight. Doyle pounced, drawing one taut nipple into his mouth and suckling. Katie moaned and held him tighter. Ohmygod, Ohmygod, Ohmygod. Ray was incredible.



“Ray, please” she panted as he kissed her again. He grinned at her, that wolfish grin and kissed down her belly and lower. Katie gasped as he hocked his fingers in her g-string and pulled it off, leaving her dressed in a suspender belt and black fish net shocking and high heels.



“My God, you are so beautiful.” He mumbled and lowered his head to taste her. At the first touch of his mouth on her Katie jumped. It was like nothing she’d ever felt before. The boys at home had been quite happy to be on the end of such an intimate caress but would never return the favour. She groaned as he lapped at her like a cat with a bowl of milk.



“Oh Ray, stop!” She moaned but he wouldn’t. She came apart under his ministrations.



Ray was very pleased with himself as he pulled her right to the edge of the table and dropped his slacks and briefs in one swift movement. He stood there naked and aroused and positioned himself at her entrance.



“Are you sure?” He asked one last time.



“Yes!” She moaned as he entered her in one swift thrust. Ray felt her tense under him and looked at her worriedly. Tears glistened in her eyes.



“No one said it was going to hurt!” She mumbled and Ray gasped in shock.



“You’ve never done this before have you?” He demanded worriedly. She just shook her hand and looked miserable. Oh shit! Doyle thought feeling like a first class bastard. Her first time and he’d ruined it. He was far to drunk to do her justice but he was not going to leave her needy. Slowly at first he started to thrust but he knew he was not going to last. Katie gasped as she came apart again and minutes later Ray joined her. They both lay there panting on his kitchen table. Doyle picked her up and carried her to his bed and tucked her in. In minutes she was asleep and Ray watched her for a few minutes and closed the door and left her curled up in his bed – alone.



Katie had already left when Doyle woke on Sunday morning. He was sore and stiff from sleeping on the lounge, hung over to the eyeballs and feeling very guilty for what he’d done.



“Bodie’s gonna kill me when he finds out.” Ray mumbled as he got himself a cuppa and stretched out on the lounge again. He felt like shit but he could not face his bed, he kept picturing Katie in it. He pottered around all day and didn’t hear from either Bodie or Katie. He had an early night and slept badly.