Anniversary

[notthatcrazy]

It's early, and the sun is just starting to filter in through the blinds as he wakes. He's always been something of a morning person, when he sleeps at all, and though he's gotten better at resting during the night he still has his morning routines.

Leaving Face to sleep a while longer, he slips away to the kitchen for breakfast. He briefly takes note of the calendar on the wall, but it's not until he's poured himself a bowl of cereal and settled in for morning cartoons that the significance of the date sinks in.

Ten years. It's been exactly a decade since Mexico. Since his life was immeasurably changed for the better, despite the hardships and roadblocks along the way.

He'll have to mark the occasion with the others later, but right now there's only one place he wants to be. His breakfast finished, he returns to the bedroom, slipping back under the covers next to his still-sleeping partner. Not wanting to wake him, he contents himself with pressing against his back, letting his fingers trace the tattoo on his bicep before coming to rest on his chest. They've come so far, but sometimes he still wishes he could somehow telepathically communicate the depth of everything he feels.

I love you and I won't ever leave you.

He doesn't even realize he's whispered the words out loud until he feels Face stir in his arms.

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[notthatcrazy]

Soon enough they'll have to get up and go be badass fugitive soldiers of fortune again, but sappy is good for now.

"Yeah, well..." he grins, swiping his tongue just a little lower. "You're my favorite too."

Y'know... in case he forgot.

[notjustaface]

Hey, not everyone can master the art of both fugitives and cuddle bunnies.

"Good to know," he manages, cutting back a hollow groan with the entirely-too-nice stroke of Murdock's tongue.

"God, you're killing me slowly..."

[notthatcrazy]

Badass cuddle bunnies are the best kind.

He chuckles softly against his skin as he continues the path downward, the body art disappearing as slowly as it had been applied.

"Not much longer."

[notjustaface]

And they've become quite adept at badass cuddle bunny-ness.

The laugh only teases him further, drawing out another groan. "Mmm... I hope you're right..."

[notthatcrazy]

They're like... ninja bunnies.

"Trust me, I know what I'm doing."

How he knows is anyone's guess, but he dips lower, taking full advantage of those newly discovered ticklish spots as he reaches the last of the marks.

[notjustaface]

Except a ninja wouldn't know the first thing about how to handle an AK-47.

Murdock knows far too well what he's doing if the soft moans couple with ticklish jolts, driving his hips against his lover.

"You learn well, man... too well..."

[notthatcrazy]

Fair point. In any case, the bunnies are totally kicking ass.

"You wouldn't want it any other way."

He settles back against him after the last bit of chocolate disappears, pushing against him as he considers their next move.

[notjustaface]

"I'll take you just the way I've got you," he half-laughs - levering himself up against Murdock's weight before rolling him over in an easy, swift motion.

"In fact..." He purrs, brushing a kiss against his lips once he's got his lover successfully pinned underneath him; "I'll take you any way you want."

[notthatcrazy]

He sighs happily. Somehow Face knew what he wanted before he did.

"Love you, baby."

[notjustaface]

Sometimes he reads the signs right...

Kissing him deeper as though rewarding him for the warm words, Face smiles against his lips and murmurs; "Love you too. Always."

[notthatcrazy]

"You know it."

Ten years down and who knows how many more ahead... He doesn't voice the thought, which feels a little too much like tempting fate.

"Feel so good..." He arches up against him.

[notjustaface]

"I do..." he murmurs tenderly, stroking himself against Murdock's thigh with a smooth grin.

"What? Me telling you I love you in broad daylight or this?"

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm... gonna have to go with both."

He presses against him, tracing invisible patterns on his back and arms.

"Now...please?"

[notjustaface]

"Now what?" He asks almost innocently... mostly just because he likes to hear it from time to time - and he's been teased long enough to push those buttons as he tries to remember just where the little bottle of slippery goodness is.

[notthatcrazy]

There's something to be said for knowing each other well enough to push buttons expertly.

"Want you," he sighs, almost whimpering as he tries to get closer.

[notjustaface]

He shifts just the slightest bit closer, bracing himself on one arm as the other more subtly reaches to retrieve it.

"Mmm, well... I'm pretty sure you have me."

[notthatcrazy]

"And I'm lucky to,' he agrees with a grin, poking him in the aforementioned ticklish region. "But you know damn well what I mean."

Teasing's fun and all, but come on.

[notjustaface]

He likes teasing when he's the one in control of it... especially when he feels the cool plastic in his palm and knows even more fun is coming.

"Maybe I do... maybe I just want to hear you ask for it."

[notthatcrazy]

He always feels a little awkward actually saying it... but it's Face. On the scale of things they have done and will do for each other, this one's easy.

"Want you inside me... please..."

[notjustaface]

"There it is..." He grins somehow even wider, thumbing open the bottle and letting the gel into his palm before pushing up on his knees.

"Fast? Slow? Dealer's choice?" It's only further teasing, of course. They have a playful rhythm to things and he's not really one to change that.

And he's pretty sure the gentle stroke of his fingers splitting him open is likely to render Murdock's thought somewhat dim.

[notthatcrazy]

"Go slow," he manages to get out between breaths. He'd like to take things easy and enjoy it, today of all days... but he's open to being surprised.

[notjustaface]

"Mmm... slow..." he purrs, slowly pushing two fingers against his opening - sinking in part way before brushing a kiss against his lips.

"I like slow."

[notthatcrazy]

He practically melts into the mattress as the touch warms him.

"That's my guy."

[notjustaface]

Face can't help but chuckle under his breath, blushing slightly at just how open they can be about it. He's never met anyone quite like Murdock, and after ten years he's pretty glad he hasn't.

He can't imagine things being happier given their circumstances.

"Mmm, truth..." he murmurs, kissing him again as his fingers work slowly - stretching him and teasing him.

[notthatcrazy]

There's definitely no one quite like them. It was a one in a million thing, finding each other, and he's grateful for every day they have.

"You know it," he gasps as those fingers slide in just a bit deeper.