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Alone time is rare at best, and as he clutches the co-pilot's seat of the salvaged Cessna - only a little nervous each time Murdock tries a trick - the fact that they're getting almost a whole day to themselves is more or less the best thing on his mind. They're on a job, of course - they're coming more frequently over the last few months and while the pay seems to be lower at least it's keeping them moving since their close call back in Chicago - but he'll take what he can get.

Even if what he can get is spending the night together in a lean-to in the backwoods of southern Oregon with a few sleeping bags and a cooler while they wait for the boss' call to pick up the other half of the team in northern California. It's still nice to have a little downtime.

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notjustaface

Closed lipped, Face diverts the kisses across his cheek - content to hold him close as cool air hits the sweat that had beaded on his back.

"Don't thank me..." he murmurs, taking a deep breath and letting it out with a half-laugh. "I should thank you for that."

From:

notthatcrazy

"I think we can consider ourselves properly gratified, then."

He smiles, leaning in to press one last kiss to his shoulder before leaning back against the blanket, happy to hold him and let himself be held.

From:

notjustaface

Shifting onto his side, quite aware that he's still clinging to his lover, he asks quietly; "You okay? I wasn't too rough? I mean... I should have probably used a little lube there but you were so into it..."

He thinks about those things, as much as he sometimes enjoys that rough sting it's not the sort of thing you just spring on a guy.

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notthatcrazy

"Probably gonna be pretty sore in the mornin'... but if it'd hurt too much, I'd have said."

It occurs to him as he says it that he was so in the moment he's not actually sure how true that is, but he feels too good right now to question it.

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notjustaface

Face half-laughs and brushes another kiss against his cheek before admitting; "First time a guy did that to me, he swore it'd make it so getting fucked wouldn't hurt."

The memory still hurts, he was just a kid then - maybe sixteen - and stupid and horny enough to buy it.

"He, uh... He lied. But I don't want to hurt you."

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notthatcrazy

"Shh... It's okay."

He's not sure what else to say. Face shares information about his past so rarely, and he knows that the thought of hurting him, of losing that amazing bond of trust they've built up over the years, is a very real fear for him.

Edited Date: 2013-05-20 06:05 pm (UTC)