The Other Woman
Mar. 10th, 2013 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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.
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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Date: 2013-03-12 06:11 am (UTC)They slept together, actually honest-to-God slept, not just across a tent or in queen sized hotel beds - just them tangled together with their clothes on.
"It's me," he replies in all seriousness, holding him tighter. "I'm supposed to be your rock, remember?"
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:15 am (UTC)Clearly he has a lot to say about this.
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:19 am (UTC)"I don't think it's possible to think any less of me." He admits, a little too truthfully before rolling onto his back to stare up at the ceiling.
"But thanks, man. I mean it. You're too good to me."
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:26 am (UTC)They're obviously not getting anywhere by talking about this. He lies down beside Face, pulling him into his arms and kissing him the way he hadn't allowed himself to the night before.
"Get it?"
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:29 am (UTC)"I should brush my teeth... I probably taste like a bar coaster."
Avoiding. It's a good thing.
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:30 am (UTC)"You still taste like Skittles."
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:38 am (UTC)"You do love Skittles..." He murmurs, licking his lips - not yet daring to push his luck.
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:42 am (UTC)It's the closest he can come to saying what he really feels, at least right now. He snakes a hand under the collar of Face's shirt.
"And right now I think I got a promise to keep."
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:46 am (UTC)And he wants it off mostly because that makes him a little closer to Murdock's t-shirt and thus the bare skin that might actually be promised.
"I can't hold you to a promise I don't remember..." He laughs, almost nervous that maybe he can't do it again after so long.
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:50 am (UTC)"Only if you want to."
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:56 am (UTC)"Oh god yes..."
He pushes hard, easily rolling Murdock onto his back to kiss him harder - letting himself take the lead. Right in his comfort zone.
"I want..."
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:04 am (UTC)"I missed this," he finally admits.
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:13 am (UTC)But deep down he knows there's no such thing, not from him. Everything he says has meaning, even when you can't make heads or tails of it. Now, though, he can't deal with what his brain wants to make of that at all.
Not when it's so easy to not think.
So he doesn't think, he pushes one hand up his t-shirt and kisses him again with a hollow groan.
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:26 am (UTC)"Need to feel you..."
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:31 am (UTC)"You can have me, baby..." he murmurs back, "anything. Anything."
Frustrated with his own clothes, he pulls the button-down up over his head, snagging a top button in the process but well beyond caring.
"My pants?"
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:39 am (UTC)He'd be happy to help with that, if he wasn't busy wriggling his way out of his own clothes.
"Anything..."
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:46 am (UTC)"Anything." He replies with utmost sincerity, he could ask for anything in that moment and chances are - he'd give it as much as he could.
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:52 am (UTC)"Wanna feel you inside."
It sounds kind of ridiculous, said like that, but it's Face. This, he understands.
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:08 am (UTC)"You mean that?" He gasps, looking him over for any signs of mixed signals. "I mean... we can try... but you don't have to... you know..."
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:11 am (UTC)Some hesitance is understandable, he supposes. It's been a long time, and this isn't entirely the best of circumstances.
"You got supplies?"
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:18 am (UTC)"Nightstand," he flushes warm, kissing his throat before pushing lower on the bed - making a quick trail of kisses over wiry hair toward his goal. "No rush... I'm a little... uh... slow right now."
Give him a minute, he'll get there.
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:24 am (UTC)"Take all the time you need."
He shivers, reaching out and opening the bedside table drawer. As he digs around for the necessary items, his heart skips a beat as his fingers brush against a small, velvet-covered box.
Oh, Face...
Not sure what to do with the strange mix of sadness, anger and jealousy he's suddenly feeling, he finds the condoms and lube and presses them into Face's hand.
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:39 am (UTC)His fingers clutch at the package, setting them aside to trace over the memory of hip bones and soft thighs as his mouth finds the perfect nest of curls he remembers all too well.
"Mmm, did you miss me baby?" He murmurs, nosing against the shaft. Definitely Murdock smell... warm and a little sweaty, but him.
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:44 am (UTC)"Mm, you know it."
That... is not his normal voice.
(It's not even his normal sex voice, which is something else entirely.)
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Date: 2013-03-12 08:53 am (UTC)"My mouth..." he grins, kissing along the base. "My tongue?" He licks up the underside, flicking over the tip. "What did you miss?"
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