notjustaface | Los Angeles - The First Touch/Like A Virgin Mix

They almost died in Mexico. Again.

If it wasn't for a hell of a lot of luck, a plan that came together, and Murdock's ability to not get everyone killed landing an enemy helicopter at base they wouldn't have been "almost".

It's not the first time that's happened... not even the first time this year. But, it's the first time since Borneo, at least.

Face wasn't shocked when Hannibal shoved a set of keys in his hand - or told him to take the weekend and get a shower and sleep in real bed before reporting back to base. They earned a little R&R. He's not even particularly shocked when Murdock climbs in the jeep with him. It's not like they've got much of anyone else to get into trouble with, and things have been pretty much all right since the incident he's "forgotten". He is, however, a little surprised at the energy vibrating the small hotel room when they walk inside.

Double occupancy, second floor next to the ice machine and overlooking the pool.

Before the door even hammers shut behind them, he's dropped his rucksack on one of the queen beds and is peeling off his dirty green t-shirt on the way to the blessed shower.

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From:

notthatcrazy

Cheeky bastard. But he does as he's asked, and if he takes the opportunity to show off a little... well he can hardly be blamed for that.

"Came prepared, didn't ya?"

So to speak.

From:

notjustaface

And showing off is always appreciated...

"It was a long deployment. You never know what'll happen."

He catches the bag and unzips the somewhat large makeup case, holding up several different colored squares.

"Just in case," he half-shrugs, "I'm thinking... extra sensitive?"

From:

notthatcrazy

He knows he's being teased. Damn him and his... everything.

"Well... let's see how things go."

He settles back down on the bed, running a hand down Face's chest to rest on his stomach. In doing so, he manages to get a look at the case.

"What d'you do, buy in bulk?"

From:

notjustaface

He drops a wink, sliding an 'extra-sensitive' and a neon pink on the bedside table with a bottle of water-based lube... just in case.

Assuming he gets his way.

"Just prepared," he replies as innocently as he can manage, pushing closer against the gentle touch; "gotta make sure I have the right tool for the job."

From:

notthatcrazy

He rolls his eyes, but there's obvious affection behind it as he continues the rubbing.

"Gonna need you to take the lead here," he admits.

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notjustaface

"Come on..." he laughs under his breath, pushing up with his elbows. "Just relax, no pressure here."

Face leans in close and brushes a soft kiss against a faded scar, then the bridge of his nose, and then against his lips in quick succession. "It's just me, remember?"

It's cool, he's been the first before - and it's sort of a thrill to know it.

"Have you ever... you know, with anyone?" It's an innocent enough question, and more than he's asked anyone before.

From:

notthatcrazy

He nods. "Not a lot.. and not in a long time, but yeah, I have."

He leans into the kiss, letting his arm curl around Face's waist as their tongues meet.

"Just take the controls, I'll be right there with you."

From:

notjustaface

He can work with that. He knows buttons like Murdock knows aircraft... intimately.

"Sure... but you're my co-pilot, okay?" He shifts his weight onto one knee, feeling the ache of a bruise just under the skin as he gracefully swings himself astride his friend's lap - pressing their foreheads together, and then gradually their bodies until Murdock's on his back - fully under him.

"Don't hold back."

From:

notthatcrazy

It might be weird, but the co-pilot line might be one of the sweetest things he's ever heard.

"I won't."

He leans in for another deep kiss, moving his hips to get some friction going.

From:

notjustaface

"Good..." he smiles against the kiss, bracing one arm against the pillows as he strokes over Murdock's chest, learning the dips and curves and whorls with practiced ease.

He's taking his time, if things want to go fast - they'll go fast, for now it's nice to enjoy the gentle rock of hips, feeling himself let go of any nagging worries about being so close to a friend.

From:

notthatcrazy

Slow's nice... he wants to savor this. There's no 'just' about anything they're doing as far as he's concerned.

"Yeah..."

They seem to have gotten past the need for words.

From:

notjustaface

It's a nice place to be.

Without asking, he slides lower. pressing kisses along the curve of his jaw - then down to his neck, nipping at his collar bone. His hand traces lower still, finding the dusting of curls above his belly button and letting his fingers linger longer than strictly necessary to make his path clear.

From:

notthatcrazy

"Take me higher, babe."

On some level he's aware of how ridiculous he sounds, but mostly he just doesn't care. Not when things are feeling this good. He runs a hand down Face's side, coming to rest on his lower back.

Edited Date: 2013-03-07 09:59 am (UTC)

From:

notjustaface

"I was thinking lower altitude." He glances up with a cocky smirk, and then makes good on the unspoken promise, following the curve down his chest with his lips before rubbing his face against the wiry fur he's seen a million times but never touched quite like this.

It's different, kind of nice - not as muscular as the men he'd known before, and definitely not breasts, but nice.

"If you don't mind."

As his fingers follow the trail, they barely graze the base of his cock and he feels it push back against with that same anticipation that's coursing through him.

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notthatcrazy

"God, you drive me crazy..."

But it's crazy in a good way, like so many other parts of his life, and he wouldn't change it for anything.

He presses in for another kiss as Face reaches for him, trying to put every bit of emotion he's feeling into it. He can't say it yet, Face isn't ready to hear it, but he can try to communicate in a way he'll understand.

From:

notjustaface

When he's tilted back up for the gentle kiss, he snarks back; "Not a far drive, babe." But then cools it with another press of lips.

His fingers traced experimentally over the aroused flesh, feeling it tighten and rise until he reflexively grasped the shaft of his cock and squeezed gently.

From:

notthatcrazy

He kinda left himself wide open for that one.

"Yeah, yeah..."

And then he feels that gentle pressure and coherent thought gets pushed aside by sheer need.

From:

notjustaface

"Oooh, I think he likes it..." Face teases, stroking with a slow, tight grasp.

Physical response is a beautiful thing, even better when he's in the driver's seat.

Nuzzling harder against him, Face kisses the soft curve of his cheek and murmurs; "I've seen you, you know... in your bunk."

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notthatcrazy

"You were watching?"

He gives him a wicked grin, shifting his hips to meet his movements.

From:

notjustaface

His thumb slides up over the tip and he lets out a low groan of approval.

"Why not? I'm a curious guy..."

Just curious. Totally.

"Hear a few interesting noises..."

From:

notthatcrazy

He wasn't exactly trying to keep quiet.

"Seems like.." He's cut off mid sentence as the pace picks up. "Seems like you're curious about a lot of things."

From:

notjustaface

"Must be part tom cat."

He stifles another raw laugh against Murdock's chin, letting his tongue trace over the rough stubble.

"I think you're curious too."

From:

notthatcrazy

He's practically purring himself as he squirms at the contact before turning to catch Face's mouth with his.

"So show me."

From:

notjustaface

Now that is a request he can get behind...

His strokes slow with the passion of his kiss, letting his tongue linger on Murdock's upper lip a long moment before pulling away with a cock grin.

"Oh, I'll show you..."

Graceful, considering how sore his muscles are from the last few days, he pushes back on his knees and then slides down on his belly to press a kiss to the curve of his friend's bruised inner thigh.

"If you ask nicely."

He's a cruel, cruel man and punctuates his threat by driving his fingers up the underside of Murdock's hard cock followed with a teasing flick of his tongue against the tip.