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]

"We won't have to go out to the middle of nowhere to get some privacy." He groans, pressing an even harder kiss against his open mouth and then lower to his throat.

"No more running. No more hiding from police."

[notthatcrazy]

"No more hiding from ourselves."

He's not sure where that came from, exactly, but it feels right to say it.

[notjustaface]

A groan closes his throat and he's not sure if it's the low boil arousal or the twinge of guilt tugging at him. He's trying, but it's not exactly easy.

"I want you..." he murmurs against Murdock's ear, nipping his earlobe. His fingers slide down Murdock's shirt, snagging the button on his jeans and popping it open.

[notthatcrazy]

"Yes... of course..."

As far as avoidance tactics go, this is one of the better ones.

[notjustaface]

"Of course?" He grins, nipping again. "That's the best I get?"

Without pause, he sinks down to his knees - looking up with pleading blue eyes; "Maybe I'd get a little more interest from down here?"

[notthatcrazy]

"God..."

It's half frustration and half desire at the point, frankly.

"You are a damn tease."

[notjustaface]

He'll take what he can get.

"Oh, no... no..." he shakes his head, sliding in close enough to kiss Murdock's belly as he opens his fly.

"This is a promise."

[notthatcrazy]

And at that point he's very glad he's got a tree to hold him up.

"God, yes, please."

Face clearly isn't going to be satisfied until he has him reciting porn-worthy dialogue.

[notjustaface]

It's a good start, at least.

"I thought you might say that," he smiles against his lover's abs, feeling taut muscle under the thin layer of softness.

The tease is when he lowers the zipper on his jeans with his teeth, looking back up at him with an expectant smile as he drags down his pants.

[notthatcrazy]

And this is definitely new, and yet somehow perfectly familiar. He hisses his approval as he reaches out to steady himself, hands gripping Face's shoulders.

[notjustaface]

Familiar is good, like nuzzling against the soft curls that puff above the black waistband of his Underoos.

"Not Spider-Man?" He chuckles under his breath, nosing at the yellow and black Batman logo.

[notthatcrazy]

Somehow the fact that his boyfriend knows his underwear schedule is both weirdly touching and kinda hot.

"Thought I'd switch things up a little."

[notjustaface]

"I like it..." he says softly, kissing Murdock's inner thigh before working his palms against the soft white cotton. "Little bit of a surprise."

Teasing further, his fingertips slide under one tight leg opening, stroking over the warm skin as his lips find their way to the slight bulge of his cock.

[notthatcrazy]

"Gotta do somethin' to keep the magic alive," he teases, before he's rendered temporarily incapable of coherent speech.

[notjustaface]

"Oh, I'll say it's magic all right..." he grins even wider, brushing his lips over the shaft as it responds to the heat of his breath and tease of his mouth - pushing harder against the tight fabric.

"And pretty damn alive."

[notthatcrazy]

"That's all you, babe."

Tightness, warmth, friction... it's all pretty much perfect.

[notjustaface]

It's sweet, almost innocent - considering what they're doing.

"Mmmm, I will gladly take that responsibility..." he murmurs against Murdock's belly before finally seizing the tight elastic and dragging the Batman underpants down to his knees.

There's probably a snarky remark he could tack on there, but it's forced back by the sheer delight of his lips kissing down the angle of Murdock's pelvis and then the shaft of his rising cock.

[notthatcrazy]

The cool forest air mingling with the warmth of his touch makes Murdock think he had the right idea bringing them out here.

"More..." he whines.

[notjustaface]

"Now look at you..." he grins up at Murdock and drags his tongue up the underside of the warm flesh.

He can't help but be a little awed by it, by where they're at and what they're doing, and the way his breathing hitches as Face takes him in slow and easily.

[notthatcrazy]

The reverence in his eyes makes his breath catch as he inhales sharply.

"God, yes."

[notjustaface]

And it's enough, even if it is in the middle of the woods on the run and nearing the damn curfew before they have to check in with Hannibal.

His fingers curl against Murdock's hips as he takes his time with it - tickling the tip with his tongue before letting him push deeper.

[notthatcrazy]

Fortunately they didn't take as long at the store as he'd thought they would. There's enough time to take things nice and easy.

"You're awesome."

[notjustaface]

Rocking back on his knees, Face manages to laugh as the tip of his lover's cock rubs against his lips.

"Is that general praise, or just for my technique?"

The smirk and cocked eyebrow are purely for your amusement, Murdock. As is the brush of his lips and tongue over the tight skin.

[notthatcrazy]

He doesn't answer at first. He's a bit preoccupied.

"... Little bit of both."

[notjustaface]

And that's worth a big reward, in the form of Face's mouth warm and insistent, drawing him in deep with several small swallows.