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]

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.

[posterboymarine]

He groaned at each pinch, arching into her and kissing her a little harder in response, until he had to break away. "Christ, woman." Which was not a complaint, at all. just a comment, one followed up by enough kiss.

[neverwrongagent]

She pulled back a little, knowing she could overwhelm her partners. It was a side effect of how her brain worked. Not that she stopped kissing or touching him, but the pinching slowed to nothing. The truth was, she was more caught up in him than she'd been in anyone in a long time. "Sorry." She didn't want to scare him. "Told you I love touching you."

[posterboymarine]

He nuzzled her cheek a moment, then pinched her ass. Which was, of course, just the set up for the groping that followed. After a few moments, he whispered in her ear. "You didn't have to stop, baby."

[neverwrongagent]

His pinch sent her harder against him with a shudder of pleasure. The whispering had pretty much the same effect. "Don't want to wear you out or anything." She ducked her head so she could nip at his neck, careful not to leave marks on his fair skin. "Not in any kind of hurry."

[posterboymarine]

He gave her his neck with a low groan. "Still have all night?"

[neverwrongagent]

"To start, yes." And then hopefully wake up sex and maybe late afternoon nap sex and bedtime sex and... She shifted so she could get to his neck better. He made great noises when she did that. She used her teeth to scrape his skin lightly, then flicked her tongue over the same spots.

[posterboymarine]

He whimpered at the hot and cold of her teeth and tongue, his arms tightening around her. She was driving him to complete, wordless distraction and whimpering was going to be all she got very soon.

[neverwrongagent]

Luckily, that was all she really wanted. That and the way he held onto her, making her feel wanted. She nibbled on his earlobe for a moment, then went back down to his throat. If he was truly hers she would have left mark after mark, but holding back had a thrill, too.

[posterboymarine]

He pulled her fully on top of him, then gave himself over to her. At this point, if she did mark him, he probably would not have complained. He was committed.

[neverwrongagent]

She settled herself high on his hips so she could bend over and reach his neck and upper chest. He got more of her teeth and, after a while, he got her nails as well. She was making noises of her own now, as well as shivering slightly.

[posterboymarine]

He whimpered and bucked under her. She was, clearly, trying to kill him. He dug his nails into her ass, pulling her down against him as he offered up more of his skin.

[neverwrongagent]

He was going to kill her long before she did him any real damage if he kept pulling at her that way. She tried not to grind into him, but it wasn't working very well. She ended up nipping him hard on his chest, hard enough to leave a slight mark.

[posterboymarine]

He arched hard into the bite, moaning loudly. His hands clinched at her, pulling her hard against him.

[neverwrongagent]

And with that she was very nearly done. Her control was slipping, which wasn't really a good thing, and each nip got harder and harder until she absolutely left a bruise right over his nipple. It wouldn't necessarily be recognizable for what it was, but it was still a clear mark. She swore softly and kept going.

[posterboymarine]

His eyes fluttered at the hard bite and he moaned again. He clung tighter still to her, not letting her even think about getting too far away. And he started rocking under her. If she was going to bite him, she could be so kind as to fuck him, too.

[neverwrongagent]

Even though she picked up on his request right away, she was clever like that, she didn't give in. Teasing them both was more fun. And really,they were supposed to just be cuddling in front of the fire. That didn't mean she wasn't on fire for him. She nipped him again in the same spot she'd marked. "Could eat you alive."

[posterboymarine]

Cuddling in front of the fire. Is that what they were doing? Because it felt a lot more like a form of perfect torture. At her comment, he whimpered. "Wouldn't be able to do this if you ate me."

[neverwrongagent]

She nipped at him again, not sure he was right about that. Then she shifted her hips some so she could rub against him. Now that was torture. "I'd think of something else."

[posterboymarine]

Any ability to talk was taken the moment she rubbed back against him. He wanted to respond, to ask her what she'd do, but he couldn't form the words anymore. All he could do was hold on.

[neverwrongagent]

She shifted again, taking him in as she closed her teeth over his nipple. There was no way they should be at it again. She tightened around him as if she couldn't quite believe he was filling her.

[posterboymarine]

He fought against his urge to drive up into her. He might not be able to talk, but he was still able to feel and that was what he wanted to do most of all. He wanted to feel all of her. Even the bite, but that he pushed into her, encouraging her even though he shouldn't be.

[neverwrongagent]

If he was going to react to the bites that way, there was no way she was going to be able to hold back on them. She contorted a little so she could nip down his side. That changed up their angles enough that she cried out softly. "Feels so damn good."

[posterboymarine]

If she was going to bite him, he was going to react that way. He jerked at the bites to his side, his fingers digging into her hips. He wanted to tell her it was her that felt so good, but all that came out was a whimper.