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 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."

[posterboymarine]

He gave a low rumble. "And how does one do that?"

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed softly. "You've got one way down pretty well." Given they could barely stay dressed around each other. "And I work a lot." She nipped his jaw. "And I work a lot..."

[posterboymarine]

"Guess it's good someone is working. Someone should light the fire." He caught her in a new kiss, slowing them down a little bit.

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned softly as she looked over her shoulder at the fire. At least it was all set up. Pulling away from him, she sighed again with deep resignation. "Okay. I'll light it. But you have to open up the bed and get it made. I'm ready to lie down with you."

[posterboymarine]

Now that both of them were moving, Brody was cold. Still, he managed to get the couch converted and made up, and his clothes off. He slipped under the covers to wait for her.

[neverwrongagent]

Carrie stripped off her own clothes while the fire crackled to life, the glow showing off her figure for him. She climbed up over the bed to him once he was under the covers, kissing him hard before sliding in beside him. The moment she was under the blanket, she wrapped herself around him. "Hmmmm, perfection."

[posterboymarine]

He whistled softly as she stripped, then wrapped her up in his arms once she was under the blanket with him. "You feel good." He kissed her hair, then worked his way back to her lips to start up their make out session again.

[neverwrongagent]

She pulled lightly at his hair with one hand while the other one worked down so she could lightly pinch his ass. Little Carrie bites like the bugs they'd come inside to avoid. Her lips brushed softly over his and she whimpered each time she pinched him.