Playing House: And It All Ends Far Too Soon

[notjustaface]

His last day at work, they'll be heading out come morning, and Face is torn between the nagging voice in his head that wants to stay more than anything and the sense of duty that tells him he has to go. In the end, it's Murdock's insistence that they go keeps him moving.

He's had a few drinks when he trudges up the stairs to their small apartment and is singing an upbeat song in French when he lets himself in - trying to keep the mood as light as he can.

After hanging his jacket, he calls out proudly; "Reste avec moi pour toujours mon amour?"

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[notthatcrazy]

"Will you promise me?"

He presses against him tightly, almost pleading. He knows that Face is committed to him, as much as his emotional hang-ups will allow him to be, but he needs to hear the words.

"Please?"

[notjustaface]

He swallows hard, holding him close. It takes a long moment, a few deep breaths and a soft sigh, but he manages to suck it up enough to make a promise he's not entirely sure he can keep.

"I promise..." he brushes a kiss across Murdock's nose; "that we'll make it work."

[notthatcrazy]

"That's my boy," he sighs happily.

"Make love to me, baby?"

[notjustaface]

The happy sigh draws a relieved smile across his face and he nuzzles back against him. "You don't have to ask..."

His voice drops to a whisper and he says; "Anything you want, baby..."

[notthatcrazy]

He knows promises are hard for him. Baby steps.

"Love to feel you inside me."

He knows Face usually prefers to give up control and let Murdock take charge, showing that he trusts him, but sometimes it's nice to switch things up.

[notjustaface]

It's enough to draw up a hollow whimper and he pushes himself eagerly between Murdock's thighs - kissing him even harder.

"I think I can manage..." he murmurs, kissing down his chin to his throat.

[notthatcrazy]

He reaches out blindly for the bedside drawer, finding the lube and pressing it into his partner's hand.

"You do take good care of me."

[notjustaface]

For the moment, he's far too interested in the line of his throat and the soft fur of his chest to do more than grasp it in his hand.

"Could say the same for you," he purrs, nipping his collar bone and tasting his skin.

[notthatcrazy]

Being prepared is good. It's the motto of Scouts and Rangers alike. (Unofficially at least.)

"Must be love," he teases fondly.

[notjustaface]

It's gotten them out of more than one jam... and not always of the sexy type.

"Love makes you do crazy things..." he looks up with an easy smirk before nibbling his way down Murdock's chest. "And makes you want things..."

[notthatcrazy]

"Makes you wanna give whatever you can."

He huffs slightly at the gentle nips.

"What're you thinkin', beautiful?"

[notjustaface]

"Giving..." he purrs, flicking his tongue over a dark nipple.

"A whole lot of giving..."

[notthatcrazy]

"I think I can handle that."

He reaches down to swat playfully at Face's hip, soothing the spot as he rests his hands against him.

"Now ... please..."

[notjustaface]

The swat earns a gentle nip at the bud before he's kissing even lower - finding the soft spots on Murdock's belly with his teeth and tongue.

"Someone's eager..."

[notthatcrazy]

"For you, always."

He runs a hand through Face's hair, tugging a bit.

[notjustaface]

The gentle tug makes him moan against Murdock's belly - his mouth seeking out a ticklish spot to tease him just a little bit.

"I could kiss you all over."

[notthatcrazy]

He squirms, knowing the move is intended to drive him wild.

"I know you could."

He's generally quite good at it

[notjustaface]

Tease and please...

Laughing softly, Face directs his kisses lower - across Murdock's hairy thighs. "You do seem to enjoy it..."

His fingers danced over his partner's mostly hard cock, barely touching the soft skin.

[notthatcrazy]

"And you seem to like doin' it."

He sighs loudly at the faint teasing touches.

[notjustaface]

Scraping his teeth gently across his inner thigh, Face lets out an almost evil chuckle.

"You're even prettier when you're squirming."

Letting his fingers wrap loosely around the base, he squeezes hard before stroking base to tip.

[notthatcrazy]

"You love teasin' me, don't you?"

He tugs at his hair again, just short and sharp enough to convey the point.

[notjustaface]

Letting out a playful, pleasured hiss, Face offers him another wide smirk.

"Until you beg..." he half-laughs, nipping at his thigh once more for emphasis before gently rolling the tip of his tongue over balls - allowing his fingers to stroke slightly tighter at the same agonizingly slow pace.

[notthatcrazy]

"Already said please."

He gasps at the nip before moaning loudly. It's a good thing they already agreed on the "scandalizing the neighbors" plan.

[notjustaface]

Let them talk... he's content to let them know all about it.

Letting his lips and tongue take over a long moment, he doesn't look up until he can feel the wetness building against his thumb as he rubs over the tip.

"Mmm... But that's just asking nice... no... proper begging has to come from desire... not just want. You gotta need it." And if his grin is any indication, he's not about to take 'please' for an answer.

Returning to his tease, he ups the ante even further - sucking gently at the sensitive skin as he nuzzles against the base of his hardness.

[notthatcrazy]

Like it even matters, they're leaving tomorrow anyway.

"You are so pushy," he mutters fondly before raising his voice.

"Need you so bad baby, please...":