This is spying. Isn't it FUN?

[neverwrongagent]

Brody attending the meeting Walker had so casually mentioned turned into a three ring circus. More than one person involved was convinced the whole thing was a wild goose chase, including Carrie occasionally. If she hadn't seen Walker as up close and personal as she had when they were first rescued, she could have been convinced. Maybe sending Brody to a regular meeting for returning vets who were also Muslim was just a kind of fuck you from a man who felt he'd been betrayed by a brother soldier. Or it could be something much more sinister. The problem was, no one could really figure out what that sinister was supposed to be. Carrie continued to maintain that Brody had no idea what was going on.

The questions Brody faced right after the meeting ranged from if he knew any of the people there already to how was he planning to overthrow the US government. When the questions headed that way a majority of the time, Carrie called foul and got Brody out of there. With full understanding of the irony involved, they had decided that the cover that would work best with his family was that he was working with other vets on integrating back into the world. Carrie would have felt a lot worse about that if it was just being used to cover up them fucking around. She still felt pretty shitty about it given how much stress it was putting on him.

They took their own cars back to her place. She got there before him and immediately opened a fresh bottle of wine, leaving a full glass on the counter for him, then she went upstairs to change into something decidedly less official looking.

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[neverwrongagent]

She shuddered hard at his words, mostly because of the shock they sent through her, straight to her core. She nodded slowly. "Yes. Love you." And with that, it was done. All over because there was no coming back from that.

[posterboymarine]

He registered her words without commenting on them, partially because he didn't think she could handle a discussion and partially because he knew he couldn't. It was out there, no reason to break the spell just yet.

[neverwrongagent]

She was content to be safe beneath him, her mind momentarily settled by what they'd done, and just idly pet his hair. After a long moment, when she could finally feel the cool breeze on her slick skin, she exhaled slowly. The words that came out shouldn't have surprised her, but it was still a little bit of a shock to say them. "Love you."

[posterboymarine]

He just nodded. What else could he do? They were, rather effectively, sunk.

[neverwrongagent]

She ran her hand down his back to his ass where she patted him lightly. "We should get clothes on before the bugs start attacking this attractive target."

She wanted a drink and the fire.

[posterboymarine]

He bucked against her, then nodded. "Mosquito bites on the ass would not be good." Reluctantly, he pulled away from her, flailing for her pants.

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed softly. "I could rub cream on it, but I'm not sure it's worth it." She found his pants before finding her own and threw them at him with a smile. "I mean, I'll rub your ass whenever you want."

[posterboymarine]

He pulled his pants on while laughing. "I appreciate that." He caught her in a kiss, pressing her back to the blanket.

[neverwrongagent]

She went down with a squeak, then wrapped her arms around his neck so she could keep him there. She was in a hurry to get somewhere comfortable so they could do more kissing anyway, so why not enjoy every kiss? She ruffled his hair some before pulling back. "If we don't go right now, I'm going to get lost in kissing you again."

[posterboymarine]

"Not sure I see a problem with that." And, with that, he went right back to kissing her. He just wasn't quite ready to get up yet.

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed against his lips even as she settled in for another make out session. Saul would have a stroke if he saw them acting like teenagers. Of course, that's what he thought they were, stupid kids not thinking about consequences. When she broke out of the kiss again, she groaned. "Gonna go crazy if we keep doing this. Can't think."

[posterboymarine]

He rested his forehead against hers. "Don't need to think to do this. Thinking just makes it hard."

[neverwrongagent]

She chuckled weakly and pressed her hips against his. "That's not what makes it hard." He was right, of course, which was why she teased. She caressed his face and drew him back into another long kiss. "Best kisses. Best mouth."

[posterboymarine]

He groaned at her tease and the press of her hips. "Why are we wearing clothes again? I think I missed that explanation."

[neverwrongagent]

"Bitey insects with a taste for Marine ass." She kneaded at his ass, pulling him harder against him. "If anyone is going to bite that ass, it's me." Her, not his wife.

[posterboymarine]

He smirked. "Then maybe we should go back inside." He gave her another kiss, then pulled away and stood. He held his hand out to her, to help her up.

[neverwrongagent]

She let him help her to her feet, bringing the blanket along with her when she stood. She made him help her fold it, but she was happy to carry it for the walk back. It would have been obvious to anyone who saw her how happy she was. She was happier than she remembered being in a long time.

[posterboymarine]

He held her hand the entire way back to the cabin and the moment they were through the door, he started kissing her again. They could start the fire and have a drink in a few moments.

[neverwrongagent]

The folded blanket hit the floor with at thwap and was promptly forgotten in favor of kissing him deeply. She went up on her toes so she could reach more easily. If she also started pulling at his clothes, that was pure coincidence.

[posterboymarine]

He started walking her back toward the couch, letting her pull at his clothes while he got them situation. He sat down heavily, pulling her with him and getting her in his lap. That was going to make pants harder, but that didn't matter, since he needed some recovery time.

[neverwrongagent]

Pants could wait. She wanted at least his shirt off and, after a minute, her own. Once she had skin on skin, she settled against him happily. Every touch was being banked against when they wouldn't be together like this, but she didn't feel at all melancholy about it. She felt joyous, content and safe, the way she always felt with him when she let herself.

[posterboymarine]

He smiled once they were skin to skin, his arms tightening further around her. He took his time breaking the kiss, then he cupped her cheeks and really looked at her. "God, you're beautiful."

[neverwrongagent]

Already flushed from the kisses, Carrie darkened even more with pleasure at the compliment. "Yeah? I usually get cute or intense." She nuzzled at his cheek. "I'll take beautiful, though." She kissed up to his ear. "I like beautiful."

[posterboymarine]

He leaned into the kisses with a soft laugh. "You are intense, too. But that's okay with me."

[neverwrongagent]

She kept nuzzling at him, nipping occasionally. "Glad to hear it. Tends to get old for some people." Like everyone she'd ever dated. "Best to keep me busy."