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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[posterboymarine]

If she took him that was fine. It would have been the natural consequence to what they were doing. But it wouldn't have been forced.

When she rested her head on his shoulder, he kissed her hair and whispered in her ear. "You feel so good."

[neverwrongagent]

"Me?" She groaned. "That's all you. Absolutely all you." She shifted against him, pressing into the most obvious part of him. The whimper that brought made her blush. It also drove her to shift again without even realizing. That left him right in position to enter her and she lifted her head to meet his eyes, begging for permission.

[posterboymarine]

He nodded, then started kissing her again. SHe could do what she wanted, as long as he got this.

[neverwrongagent]

With the slightest twist of her hips, she sank down onto him. But by then she was already lost in the kisses, her fingers tangled in his hair. She was going to be lost completely if they kept going like this. Her hands shook from it.

[posterboymarine]

Given that he had no intention of stopping, she needed to just resign herself to that. He moaned softly into the kiss as she settled, then he held her there. They weren't rushing, after all.

[neverwrongagent]

Holding her was just cruel, vicious, but she knew there was no way she could ask him to change things. This was why she'd brought him to the cabin. That didn't keep her from trembling with need. To keep from forcing the issue, she started whispering to him between kisses. "So good. Feels so right."

[posterboymarine]

He finally released her, nodding at her assessment. "Need you." It wasn't, perhaps, the most earth shattering statement, but it was the best he could come up with given how he felt about the whole thing. Which was more than a little overwhelmed.

[neverwrongagent]

She licked her lips. Need covered part of it. But it didn't cover the honest affection she'd developed for him. She needed him, she wanted him, but there was more to it than that. "You've got me. Had me for a while."

[posterboymarine]

His eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled. "Likewise." It was a decided understatement of the situation, but elegance wasn't exactly Brody's strong suit either.

[neverwrongagent]

His expression brought her up short. "You look like you don't believe me." She didn't stop touching him, but she did slow some. She was risking a lot for him, even if he didn't realize it.

[posterboymarine]

He licked his lips and sighed softly. "Baby, it's not that I don't believe you. I just don't think that's all there is to it."

[neverwrongagent]

And with that, her mood started to tank. She kept her hands moving over him, trying to hold on to the connection. "It's never been all there is. How could it be?"

[posterboymarine]

Clearly, she wasn't getting his point and he let go of her ass to cup her cheeks, forcing her to look at him. He searched her eyes, then smiled before brushing his lips gently over hers.

After the kiss, he spoke softly against her lips. "I've got you. You've got me. But it's more than that. You get me and I'm scared to death of losing you." He kissed her again. "Carrie... I..." He took a deep breath and started again. "I love you. As dumb and dangerous as that is for me, I do."

[neverwrongagent]

His answer came almost as a relief to her. It was an incredibly scary thing that neither of them were ready for, but at least it was just between them. It wasn't about her job or his involvement in anything. All of which would make Saul freak if he heard her try and justify it that way. She rested her forehead against his and whimpered. "We are so fucked." She managed a low laugh. "Probably loved you since that night. Hard not to."

[posterboymarine]

It was his turn to laugh. "At least you fell for me when I wasn't broken." He kissed her again, letting her feel his smile. "We're alone out here, right?"

[neverwrongagent]

Again she had the thought that so had his wife, but it was her that he was with. That thought made her stomach do frightening flips. "Closest cabin is across this finger of the lake. Probably no one there now." She pulled back and raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you have in mind?"

[posterboymarine]

Laughing at the look on her face, he pulled her back to kiss her. "I meant listening devices and goon squads. Although, maybe later, sex under the stars."

[neverwrongagent]

She sagged in his arms. "Oh, sex under the stars is included in the deal. You must have missed that in the small print." She started rocking against him again. "No bugs, except the ones with wings. No goons, just raccoons." She snorted. "But they break in more often."

[posterboymarine]

"I missed the small print, yes." He smirked as she started to move again. "Good. I like being alone with you. Really alone."

[neverwrongagent]

Her movements were slow, contained, so unlike how she felt inside which was almost expansive. She was feeling pretty good about the world at that moment. "Better alone. Can get out of our heads." Which was why they'd sought each other out in the first place.

[posterboymarine]

He nodded. "That does cover it, doesn't it, baby." He gave her a playful spank, then held on to her ass as he started to move under her.

[neverwrongagent]

"Ahhh, FUCK!" Any useful additions to the conversation were halted in favor of happy moans and whimpers as she found a rhythm with him that got him good and deep. Not that the sudden, sharp bursts of pleasure got the ideas out of her head any, they just made it impossible to talk about it. Instead she caressed his face, fingers trailing over his lips and cheeks.

[posterboymarine]

The cursing made him laugh once, then he focused on what they were doing and he didn't worry about anything else. Each touch on his face bought a whimper from him and he chased her fingers to kiss them

[neverwrongagent]

She let him catch her finger, slowly stroking it over his lips at the same rate that she moved her hips. The combination took her breath away. She managed to meet his eyes so he could see just how much he affected her. Anything she might have said shown in her expression.

[posterboymarine]

He flicked his tongue against the tip of her finger, then closed his eyes a moment. He needed that moment to reset. Then he squeezed her a little harder, encouraging her.