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]

"I've got you, babe. Just the two of us."

Now would be a really bad time for another Cher reference. Just sayin'.

"Come on, I wanna see you...."

[notjustaface]

Definitely not appropriate, Murdock. Thankfully he's far too occupied to notice.

Face buries his nose against the top of his lover's head, holding him as tightly as he can as his hips give several hard thrusts against his thigh before stopping with a loud slap of skin against skin as he topples over the edge.

"Oh god..." he mutters, a loud moan barely held back; "Jesus Murdock... god..."

[notthatcrazy]

"That's it, baby..."

He sighs loudly as he feels the wet stickiness, eventually finding his usual place at Face's side.

"No one else here but the birds and the bees."

[notjustaface]

There's nothing quite like coming down wrapped around his best friend, inhaling the familiar scent of his sweat and feeling his strong arms as his mouth searches out his stubbled jaw.

"Mmmhmm... nice..." he murmurs, eyes tightly closed as he starts to pull himself back together.

[notthatcrazy]

His arms tighten around him as he defaults to his basic comfort mode of essentially petting him like a cat.

"'Nice?' Is that all I'm getting?"

[notjustaface]

He's never minded a little bit of petting, gentle touches bring him down slow and easy and leave him feeling just as warm.

"Mmm..." he raises an eyebrow as though considering it as he presses another kiss to the curve of Murdock's jaw. "Four stars?"

[notthatcrazy]

He's rather fond of the disheveled afterglow look himself.

"A-plus, would bang again?"

[notjustaface]

"Mmm," he laughs, burying his face against Murdock's neck to enjoy the closeness a few more long minutes.

"A-minus... would bang again, but preferably with better ambiance."

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm, I'll take that."

He squirms, trying to find a comfortable spot.

"Next time, I vote for a locale with a real bed."

[notjustaface]

Comfortable just isn't going to happen, not with the hard ground under the blanket - but it's passable.

"That sounds like an amazing idea." A real bed, preferably in a real house, in his dreams one that actually belongs to him.

[notthatcrazy]

He'd wholeheartedly agree if he knew what Face was thinking.

"Somewhere kinda out of the way where we don't have to worry about anyone else."

[notjustaface]

"Mmm, and not spending half our lives cramped in a fucking van."

He sighs, finding his lips for another kiss.

"Or avoiding a curfew that Colonel Dad put us under."

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmmhmm."

He leans into the kiss, ruffling his hair affectionately.

"He really is gettin' all parental on us, it's weird."

[notjustaface]

It's being on the run, he thinks, always having to be five steps ahead of the system with next to nothing to work with. Going underground is a great idea in theory, but in practice cramps the soul.

Not to mention the sting of being federal fugitives.

"It's just his thing," Face mutters, relaxing as best he can. "He's worried about everything."

[notthatcrazy]

"He cares."

It's not exactly normal for military units (or ex-military units, he supposes, if they're going to face facts) to be as close as they are, but he's beyond caring. He's always felt at home with his team.

"Sun's setting," he observes, resting his head on Face's shoulder. "Should probably be gettin' back."

[notjustaface]

There's nobody quite like them - for more than one reason.

"Do we have to?" He chuckles slightly, nosing back against him. "We could just stay out here all night."

[notthatcrazy]

"Hmm."

He kisses him on the nose, taking comfort from the easy closeness.

"You know I'd love to, baby, but the others'll be wondering."

[notjustaface]

"Let 'em..." he sighs, brushing a kiss in Murdock's hair.

"I'm tired of this."

[notthatcrazy]

"Should at least let 'em know we're okay."

He gives him a long look.

"You're makin' me be the voice of reason here, you know I ain't good at that."

[notjustaface]

"I know, I know..." he groans, rolling onto his back with a hollow sigh.

"Just frustrated." Tangled around his ankles somewhere are his pants and shorts, but he's in no huge hurry to yank them back up.

[notthatcrazy]

"I know."

He sighs, looking up at the darkening sky.

"Someday we won't have to sneak off like this."

[notjustaface]

"Right," he groans, finally hauling up his clothes of sticky skin that'll need a shower when they get back.

"Some day."