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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[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."

[notjustaface]

All truth told, it's the gentle touch that unravels him more than the words - but those words... well, they're something.

Something that's getting a lot easier to say, and a good bit easier to believe.

"You're teaching me too, you know? The sexy part isn't everything."

[notthatcrazy]

"Yeah? Like what?"

He's not exactly sure why he's gotten all maudlin all of a sudden, but he really would like to hear it.

[notjustaface]

How to love someone? How to be a decent boyfriend?

"How to deal with things I can't control," he replies after a long moment of consideration.

"And how to be the guy that buys pink weasel things for their boyfriend."

He presses an exaggerated kiss to Murdock's forehead. "Useful stuff."

[notthatcrazy]

"Yeah, I'm sure that's a skill that'll come in handy in the future."

It does seem to have snapped him out of his funk, though.

"Y'know that's the first time you've called me that."

[notjustaface]

With Murdock in his life? He doesn't doubt it.

"What?" He asks innocently enough, letting his hands push up to Murdock's shoulders to slide off the open shirt.

[notthatcrazy]

"Your boyfriend."

He says it softly, as if it'll disappear if brought out into the open.

[notjustaface]

The thick roll of his accent makes it sound almost like something else entirely - but there it is. In the middle of nowhere, surrounded by forest and the sound of their breathing.

"Yeah, I guess so..." he replies softly with a half-shrug.

"You okay with that?"

[notthatcrazy]

"The word I can take or leave... but the concept, I am very okay with."

He leans in to kiss him, last traces of self-consciousness slowly evaporating.

"Are you okay with it?"

[notjustaface]

Letting out a hollow groan of approval when the kiss breaks - pushing back his arousal enough to stay sensible - he answers; "I'm getting there."

And he is. It isn't easy, but he is.

"I'm not really good at it."

[notthatcrazy]

He grazes his hands down Face's chest to rest on his abs. He does always like the results of his exercise regimen to be appreciated.

"You're getting better, though."

[notjustaface]

It is nice to be admired, even if the tight chiseled look he built up in prison was starting to soften on the road.

Pressing another soft kiss near his ear, Face murmurs; "I have a good reason to."

Shifting the shirt on Murdock's shoulders, he strips it off slowly to expose his arms and the thin t-shirt he wore.

[notthatcrazy]

He shivers, more from the emotion of the moment than the removal of clothing.

"Glad to hear."

[notjustaface]

With subtle ease, Face pushes himself against his lover - guiding him back against a large tree with hard, eager kisses.

"I promise it won't always be like this."

He doesn't know how,.but somehow he's determined to fix things.