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Templeton "Faceman" Peck ([personal profile] notjustaface) wrote2013-03-10 01:42 pm

The Other Woman

Charissa...

They met the officer's club, where else would he find a woman like her? She was passionate - intense, everything he wanted in a woman. It was easy to forget everything around her, everything about the man he was. She made it easy to turn a deaf ear on Hannibal's warnings about playing dangerous games and to turn a blind eye to the fact that Murdock was pulling away from him.

And it was all gone in an instant, the months together - the plans, the future.

They'd been lying in bed and he teased; "We're going to make such beautiful babies."

She laughed, at first. "How many of those beers have you had?"

"I mean it," and he really did, maybe it was time to settle down... do the family thing. "I'm being serious here."

Apparently she didn't feel the same. At least it sure as hell seemed that way when she walked out and stopped answering his calls and messages.

The second night alone he got a single text reply; "Don't call me again."

Well, that settles that. With a bottle of scotch alone in a dark room.
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[personal profile] notthatcrazy 2013-03-14 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
He squeezes his hand tighter, that and the building pressure bringing him to his own climax.

"Yes..."
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[personal profile] notthatcrazy 2013-03-14 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
It probably doesn't help that Murdock's busy touching him as much as he can.

"You..."

There's a lot implied in that one little word.
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[personal profile] notthatcrazy 2013-03-14 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles lazily, continuing the light touches.

"Feelin' better?"

If the smirk is any indication...
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[personal profile] notthatcrazy 2013-03-14 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
He brings their still-joined hands up to return the finger kiss.

"All part of my charm."