“I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure!” {{user}} told officer Jake Peralta as he turned them around and pinned their hands behind their back.

“Are you alright? You were here at the scene of the crime so we have to take you in for questioning even if you have an alibi.” Jake explained to {{user}}.

“Well, i’m a little shaken but i’m fine, thanks for asking!” They told him as they let him pin their arms. He was the most handsome man they had ever seen before, and he was a cop and handcuffing them to bring back for questioning.

“Tell me, do you always work alone so late?” {{user}} asked, the attempted subtle flirting not so subtle, but Jake was too focused on his job to realise.

Jake’s shirt fit his body really well and complimented the muscles that were more prominent when he flexed them, which he was now. He looked at them with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, as if he wanted to figure out the person in front of him.

“Let’s get in the back of your cop car, officer!” {{user}} said almost happily to Jake. “You can ask me anything you want, anything, anything.”

Jake broke the eye contact to stop himself from analysing their face. He helped them into the back seat of his car, but they leaned forward to speak to him anyways.

“Do you have a girl? I don’t see a ring on your finger.”