Forest Porn

[notjustaface]

[Continuation of Thrift Shop Threads]

Maybe it's the lack of alone time they've had, or maybe just the fact that he's been jerking off while everyone else is asleep for a couple weeks - but the idea of pulling off the road and finding a place to park sounds like a great idea.

"There's not much in the way of a view..." He mutters under his breath, trying to keep the van on fairly level ground as they cut through the empty wooded area - if he hurt BA's new baby they'd never hear the end of it and he might end up with some broken bones.

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[notthatcrazy]

"Yeah, of course. But I'm guessin' we might need more room soon."

He smirks against the kisses.

"Cause I'm pretty sure that ain't the stick shift."

[notjustaface]

Chuckling softly, he murmurs; "Mmm... I dunno, try putting it in third and see what happens."

[notthatcrazy]

He laughs, pulling away from him very briefly.

"C'mon, ya ass, let's get outside."

Unfortunately there's no way to do that and keep kissing at the same time.

[notjustaface]

"Whats that line?" He asks innocently, kissing him again as his hand finds the door handle.

"As you wish?"

Unfolding himself from Murdock's lap, hard as it is, is probably for the best anyway.

[notthatcrazy]

He grins, stretching as they untangle themselves from each other.

"Aw... you're learning,"

[notjustaface]

The stretch is easy, almost as easy as pushing himself against Murdock and wrapping his arms around his waist. Pushing under his flannel and the edge of his t-shirt, Face searches out warm skin.

"I'm trying."

[notthatcrazy]

He leans into him, enjoying the comfort of their closeness.

"I know."

[notjustaface]

It feels strange to admit, but really no more so than everything else about their relationship. He wants to try and that scares him, realizing just how much he has invested in things working out.

"Hoped you would." He murmurs against parted lips, tugging the back of Murdock's jeans.

[notthatcrazy]

They're getting sentimental again.

"C'mon, let's get comfortable."

[notjustaface]

"Define comfortable," he smirks, nuzzling against his lips.

"There's some blankets in the back."

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm, blankets are good."

For some reason, he's not really inclined to move.

[notjustaface]

"Or we can just stay here..." He murmurs, nosing at Murdock's cheek and letting his lips brush the side of his neck.

"Maybe on my knees with your Spider-man underoos in my mouth."

[notthatcrazy]

He whimpers. "I think... if we're gonna do this, we might as well appreciate the landscape."

By which he means yeah, those blankets are gonna get some use.

[notjustaface]

"Damn..." he purrs against Murdock's ear; "was kinda hoping for the Underoos."

He chuckles, kissing his ear before allowing himself to pull away to fetch the blankets.

"Find somewhere relatively soft to toss it?"

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm, didn't know you had a thing for superheros."

He hums softly to himself as he clears off an area of even ground.

"So... you make out in forests often?"

[notjustaface]

He's developing a thing for superhero underpants... clearly, among other things.

Tossing down an unzipped sleeping bag, he adds another still folded beside it before stripping off his polo.

"Make out? No. Fuck? Well... I've got a pretty good record for number of sticks caught in uncomfortable places."

[notthatcrazy]

Between that and the pool table, he's starting to form a very awkward mental picture of Face's previous sexual encounters.

"Well.... it's a new one on me."

[notjustaface]

Hey, things happen... sometimes in strange, unexpected places.

He chuckles softly, stepping closer to embrace his partner again - bare chest against soft, worn flannel and cotton. "I guess I'll have to show you, then." He grins, kissing him gently.

[notthatcrazy]

"You've shown me a lot."

He leans into his arms, nuzzling him and placing a soft kiss on his neck.

"It ever bother you, having to do that so often?"

[notjustaface]

"What, hold you?" He asks innocently enough, squeezing even tighter.

"No way, man. I love this."

And it's true, he's grown to really like the closeness - an unexpected benefit of an actual relationship.

[notthatcrazy]

"Me too... but I mean showin' me things."

Even though they both have a good time in the end, it seems more than a little unbalanced that he's had to take the lead so often.

[notjustaface]

His initial reply is a slow, gentle kiss - all tongue and warm lips finding candy-sweetness.

And then an utterly sincere thought voiced; "I love that too. Sharing it with you."

[notthatcrazy]

He still looks unsure, but the kiss is a nice boost to his self-esteem.

"Okay..."

[notjustaface]

"I mean it." He replies more firmly, sliding his hands under Murdock's open flannel shirt.

"You're amazing, you know that."

He brushes his lips over his soft hair; "I'll show you anything I can."

[notthatcrazy]

He sighs a little, letting his hands linger on bare shoulders as he presses in close.

"Love you."