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]

"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.

[notthatcrazy]

He grins. "Flatterer."

It's easy to find the right rhythm, even after everything that's happened between them. It seems some things really can't be forgotten.

[notjustaface]

His breath catches, but he hides it well enough behind an eagerly laughed moan.

"Flattered."

[notthatcrazy]

Well they do say it will get you everywhere.

He sighs deeply as the arousal builds. "So good..."

[notjustaface]

Doubly so when Face is involved. Both ways.

"Mmmm, you like that, baby?" He purrs, picking up his pace with an eager thrust of his hips - drawing it out even slower as his body flushes hot.

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm, baby... love it... love you."

He makes a high-pitched needy sound as he holds on to him tighter, his hands leaving marks on his skin that will take a while to fade.

[notjustaface]

He doesn't mind it one bit... if anything, the marks make it just a little bit better.

Lowering himself tight enough to feel Murdock's hardness prodding against his slight belly, Face let out a guttural moan against his ear - barely able to hold himself back from losing it in that deep, desperate touch.

"Should I make you beg some more?" He manages to pant out, his thrusts coming faster and harder each time.

[notthatcrazy]

He grins. "You'd like that, wouldn't ya?"

He knows he would.

[notjustaface]

Always.

"You know I would, baby..." he murmurs, glowing head to toe with desire as he forces himself to slow down and stave off the inevitable. His breathing comes in ragged gasps, the tremor in his muscled thighs shaking with each thrust.

"Just those sweet little words..."

[notthatcrazy]

"Mmm... please..."

He's getting close to the edge, but he doesn't want it to be over yet.

"Need you."

[notjustaface]

"Mmmm... God..." his throat closes with a guttural groan as he gives a final hard thrust forward. He really hates being the first to go - after all, he has been known to be gentlemanly on occasion - but he just can't say no to that voice.

"Not yet... not yet..." He grins against Murdock's ear as he gives several short digs of his hips to stroke out the intense orgasm. "Don't you dare come yet."

[notthatcrazy]

He really can't resist an order like that. He moans, trying to hold back as long as he can.

[notjustaface]

Withdrawing is far from easy, but so very worth it as Face's lips once more follow down the familiar shape of his lover's body. Gently kissing his neck, nibbling his collarbone, the tip of his tongue flicking over one tight hard little nipple, wet smooches down the perfect trail toward his aching manhood.

"Mine..." He murmurs, letting the hard length brush against his stubbled cheek - pressing hot kisses at the base. "All mine."

[notthatcrazy]

"Yours... God, you are..."

There doesn't seem to be an end to that sentence.

[notjustaface]

"Yours." He whispers, one hand groping for Murdock's strong fingers and twining them tight as his lips find their destination - his mouth open and warm, ready to take him in whole.

All his.

He swallows hard, closing his eyes against the full sensation of desire and need - simply letting his tongue do the work.

[notthatcrazy]

He's held out longer than he thought he could, but he's only human... and Face really knows what he's doing.

"close..."

[notjustaface]

It's an area of expertise.

Squeezing the hand braced on Murdock's thigh tightly once again - finding those tight little finger bruises already forming from moments before - he moans low in throat, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks as he swallows even more urgently.

He needs it just as badly.

[notthatcrazy]

He twines their fingers tighter as he falls over the edge, moaning loudly at the warm heat around him.

"God..."

[notjustaface]

There's a pithy barb on the tip of his tongue, but he's too busy licking up any trace of the evidence to care.

When he does look up, it's with a confident and somewhat tired grin as he relaxes comfortably between Murdock's thighs - kissing the warm pink skin.

"I love you."

[notthatcrazy]

Still holding his hand, he sinks back into the soft mattress. He can't remember the last time he felt this relaxed.

"Love you too, babe."

[notjustaface]

It wouldn't be the first time he cuddled Murdock's cock, he's pretty sure, so he merely lets himself rest - gently nosing the wet skin and pressing soft kisses.

"Just gonna sleep here..."