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]

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.

[neverwrongagent]

She started rocking, the movements a little awkward given how she was bent over him. The only way he really got as deep as she wanted was when she bit him. Of course, she didn't think either of them minded that. At the same moment that she bit him, she pinched his other nipple. Maybe she was trying to kill him.

[posterboymarine]

There was no maybe about it. She was trying to kill him. He cried out at the pinch, finally bucking hard under her. He blinked hard, then let go of her hip with one hand and dragged her into a rough kiss.

[neverwrongagent]

She lost any kind of control over her movements for a long moment because of that kiss. When she finally came back to herself, she shaking with need. She grabbed his face, holding him still so she could draw him back into the kiss so she could be sure he was as lost in it as she was.

[posterboymarine]

He was lost before she even started kissing him. This all just made it worse. His hold on her loosened as he moaned into her mouth and bucked under her.

[neverwrongagent]

Before she knew it, Carrie was scratching his sides, sitting up slightly so she could gain some control over the way they moved. Each thrust drove him into her and she shuddered happily. She wanted to be able to watch his reactions, to see the pleasure on his face.

[posterboymarine]

She was going to get to see every emotion cross his face while she rode him. Especially since she was still adding that additional level of sensation with her nails. He was going to die the best kind of death.

[neverwrongagent]

They were both done for when this round was over if he kept looking at her like that. She kept pinching and scratching, trying not to cry out every time he twitched inside her. "You are so beautiful. Love watching you so much." She ground into him, driving him deep into her. "Fuck! So good."

[posterboymarine]

He moaned her name, then bucked hard under her each time she pinched him. She was trying, he wasn't. He was just letting himself feel.

[neverwrongagent]

His voice cut right through her, making her pause for a moment to process it. Then she went right back to abusing him. She was going to give him everything she had, every that would make his voice sound like that. This round was for him, to give him pure pleasure.

[posterboymarine]

He was going to wear the marks from this for a while. And, if he thought about it, he likely wouldn't care. BUt all he could think about now was what was coming next. Would it be a touch or a pinch? Would she drive down on him or tease him? Would he be able to hold out until she came or would he be finished after in only a few more moments?

He whimpered her name again, his hands moving up to pinch her nipples.

[neverwrongagent]

If he wanted her to come any time near him, he should keep pinching her and saying her name that way. She pinched his nipple in return, twisting it, then went back to scratching at his sides. She went low, almost down to where her thighs were wrapped around him. "Look at you. God, look at you." She shuddered hard. "Could watch you forever."

[posterboymarine]

"Don't want you to watch me. Want you to touch me." He pinched her again, then gave up trying to do more than one thing at a time. He couldn't really manage it at this point.

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed roughly. "Am touching you. Haven't stopped since I met you, feels like." And she'd been watching him. And, now that she admitted it, loving him. "Not going to stop." She laughed again. "Not until we both collapse, at least."

[posterboymarine]

He shook his head. "Don't stop then, either." He dragged her down into a kiss, trying to make himself hold on a little bit longer.

[neverwrongagent]

The kiss was more than she could take. Suddenly her movements over him became rushed and harsh, her hips slamming into his with force. Her nails closed on his chest like claws, leaving deep red marks, and she shuddered hard. A moment later, she exploded, the force of her climax taking her by surprise even though she knew it was coming.

If he needed something specific from her, it was going to have to wait until she caught her breath even though she was still slamming into him.

[posterboymarine]

The only thing he needed from her what exactly what she gave him. He rocked into her as she came, his own release so close on the heels to hers that he couldn't tell where one began and the other ended.