Rebuilding Bonds

[notthatcrazy]

It's been a few months since Face's rescue, and everyone's still tensely looking over their shoulders. They've split up for the moment, hoping to better evade potential pursuers, but no one's exactly thrilled about it.

Face's memory is slowly returning, bits of it coming back like pieces of a patchwork quilt. There's still a lot missing, though,and it still hurts that it's gone. Which is why they're standing in a pawnshop on a dingy side street looking for a deal.

It's not what either of them want, really. They should get to have something special, something theirs. But they just...can't, right now, so they make do with what they've got. Just like always.

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[notjustaface]

"And you'll say that even when this face cracks and I've got a terrible wig..." He can't help but grin even wider, sliding his hands down Murdock's muscled thighs.

"And I'm still gonna be making you the happiest pilot alive."

[notthatcrazy]

Now it's his turn to giggle. He does do a pretty good job of keeping him happy.

"I'll still be sayin' it 'cause it'll still be true."

He arches up to meet his touch, urging him to go further, faster, more.

[notjustaface]

Face's tongue snakes down the path of Murdock's belly - circling his navel with several gentle flicks. His teeth graze against his lover's tender flesh, a moan escaping his throat as he relaxes down low on his belly.

Peeking up with an evil grin from between Murdock's thighs, he murmurs; "Keep talking..."

[notthatcrazy]

"Gah... you are evil."

In the best possible way.

[notjustaface]

"You love it..." he purrs, nibbling his thigh with a wild grin. "Just relax... I've got this."

His shoulders push Murdock's thighs - lifting him slightly upward for even easier access.

[notthatcrazy]

"I really do."

He tries to relax despite the anticipation of the still fairly unfamiliar feeling. They rarely get the chance to be together like this, and he wants to enjoy it to the fullest.

[notjustaface]

Taking his time, inhaling deeply with a soft shudder of echoed familiarity, Face brushed his lips against the curve of his ass - his tongue sweeping him open with only a soft groan of desire.

It was an intimate sort of thing, something he needed.

[notthatcrazy]

He shivers, thankful for the fact that they don't need to keep quiet. It's still a weird feeling, but not unpleasant.

Definitely not unpleasant.

[notjustaface]

Pushing himself, letting himself reach out of that comfort zone, is important. He takes his time, flicking the tip of his tongue gently over him before pushing deep to his core.

His fingers curled even harder - marking Murdock's thighs with fingertip bruises they'll both admire in the morning.

[notthatcrazy]

It's one of the best things about their relationship, the way they dare each other to push past those limits. The strong grip hurts a little, but not in a bad way. (He's not even sure if that makes sense, but right now he really doesn't care.)

"Feels so good..."

[notjustaface]

Withdrawing, only briefly, he looks back up with a wicked smile - his tongue flicking over Murdock's balls.

"Love you..."

He really can't help himself, not when they've reached that perfect point.

[notthatcrazy]

"You too."

He grins, moaning as one particular movement catches him off-guard. It's a little strange, being this vulnerable, but he knows that for the moment, they're both safe.

[notjustaface]

Murdock almost makes it easy for him to care so deeply it hurts, he may not remember all the steps - and he knows it was a lot - that got them there, but he knows it just feels right and that's enough.

He forces his tongue even deeper, letting his mind concentrate on the act despite his body's insistence he needed more and he needed it now.

[notthatcrazy]

They've always had such a strong bond, and even though everything else is a little shaky, the love they share has withstood everything life has thrown at it. At times like these, with no barriers of any kind between them, it feels like nothing can stop them.

"More..."

It seems as though they're on the same wavelength regarding that matter as well.

[notjustaface]

More... more is good.

Face's tongue curled - tracing hard over the tender flesh. His body arched against the mattress with a hollow moan closing his throat.

"Mmmm," he manged to pull himself away, once more lifting his head up between Murdock's thighs with a cheshire grin; "details, baby."

[notthatcrazy]

He almost laughs a little, because Face always does that. Always makes him spell out exactly what he wants, even if it makes him blush to say it. Just another way they push each other's limits.

"You... just want you."

[notjustaface]

"And you've got me..." his far too wicked grin doesn't falter, even as his tongue follows up the thick vein on the underside of his lover's cock - flicking over the tip delicately.

"In every possible way."

His lips brush gently over the tender, aroused flesh - whispering soft words before letting his voice be heard; "Unless you're asking nicely for something in particular..."

[notthatcrazy]

"You... in me."

That's about as coherent as he's gonna get if Face keeps doing that. He can't help the pleading tone of his voice, nor does he really want to. He knows what his man likes to hear.

[notjustaface]

"Oooh, a please..." he murmurs, shifting his weight onto his knees before crawling forward - letting his lips linger on warm skin and kinky curls all the way up to Murdock's neck. "I think that means I have to say 'yes'."

As though he would say 'no'.

It's an easy, familiar shift - guiding his cock along the wet skin without even trying. "Though, I could keep teasing..." His hips just seem to fit right into their favorite place, and Face takes far too much pleasure in just how well they fit together before slowly teasing him back open with the tip of his cock.

[notthatcrazy]

"Please..." He holds on a little tighter as their positions shift. He can picture the self-satisfied grin on his partner's face without even having to look, but he can't keep his eyes off him anyway.

"You are so..."

Whatever he so is, it's lost in a low moan at the increased pressure.

[notjustaface]

"Hot? I know..." He can't help but tease, his mouth roaming over Murdock's ear with a shallow breath as he lets himself push just a little deeper.

It's hard to hold back, even a little, but so very worth it to feel the shudder of pleasure underneath him as his hips finally connect against his lover's thighs. He's still a long moment, not even bothering to hold back the moan in his throat before finding the momentum of long, slow thrusts against him.

[notthatcrazy]

"Brat," he whispers fondly before going still as the feeling overtakes him. It's always a little overwhelming, being close like this, but it's perfect.

[notjustaface]

Perfect is one way to think of it. It's pretty much the only time Face can let all the layers slip - let everything get beyond skin deep. He can be himself, for the all-too-brief moments of bliss, shedding even the thin onion skin of what little he hides from Murdock when they aren't intimate.

"You're sexy when you say that..." he grins against his lover's ear.

[notthatcrazy]

"You always think I'm sexy."

It's flattering, in a way. Almost as touching as knowing he's the one Face lets his guard down for. He moans softly at the feeling of his breath on his ear.

[notjustaface]

Face's slow and steady pace falters and he moans against Murdock's throat. "Just... because... you are..."

He can't help it.

Bucking his hips harder, Face let himself give in to the sweet temptation.