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]

Their beers arrived and he sipped at his as he talked to her. Since he'd already played and sung for her once, he decided it was safe to tell her about learning. So he rambled on about that for a little while as they drank.

[neverwrongagent]

Music and learning were among her favorite things so the conversation flowed easily. She talked to him about her earliest experiences learning languages. As always, she was struck by how easy it was, how open.

[posterboymarine]

The sharing was fun, it felt good. He was truly enjoying himself. So he kept talking until the band took another break. Then he kissed her forehead and headed back to the piano.

Since he was only playing one more song, he decided to go with something fun. And for the feign. So he started with a few bars of slow before breaking into Great Balls of Fire.

[neverwrongagent]

This time at least half the crowd was expecting him to put on a decent show. When he let loose, they went nuts. People sang and clapped along, cheering him on as much for her as for their own enjoyment. As the final notes died, she got up and went to him, kissing him hard as his reward. The crowd went nuts again.

[posterboymarine]

After the applause and the kiss, either of plenty and both of them almost too much, Brody blushed deeply and tucked his face against her neck. "We should go before they refuse to let us leave."

[neverwrongagent]

"Damn right. I've shared you enough." She kissed his burning cheek, then took his hand and led him off the stage. Waving to their crowd, she thanked them all and promised to bring him back some day. They also made a point to thank the real band for letting him play.

Then they were in the car, alone, headed back to the cabin. She drove so he could unwind, but she kept her hand on his leg as often as she could. When they were touching, nothing could go wrong, or so her heart kept telling her.

Once at the cabin, she got to work making them a fire. "You have any other surprises for me?"

[posterboymarine]

He handled pulling out the bed and getting it made so they could lay there and enjoy the fire. "I can juggle?" He grinned at her as he stripped, tossing his clothes into a pile before flopping down on the bed.

[neverwrongagent]

That made her laugh. Juggling, after a fashion, was something they were both frighteningly good at. Her better than him, maybe, but he was showing promise. She took a little longer to undress, standing by the fire so he could watch the light on her skin.

"You're beautiful." She flushed a little after she said it, brushing her hair from her face to cover it.

[posterboymarine]

He watched her undress with a smile, then chuckled at her comment. "I was about to say the same thing." He held his hand out for her, pulling her into bed with him.

Once she was settled next to him, he lightly ran his hand over her spine. "I love touching you. You feel so good. You smell so good."

[neverwrongagent]

She curled close, one leg wrapped over his. They were in that stage where they were enamored of each other, but that didn't make any of it any less true. She kissed hisjaw. "It's just my soap." Hiding her gave against his throat. "Ilk get you some."

[posterboymarine]

"It's not going to smell the same as a bar of soap. It would be missing your body chemistry." He nuzzled get hair. "And that didn't cover it all anyway. You know that. Taste and smell are related. And you taste amazing."

[neverwrongagent]

She could still remember the taste of her juices on his fingers and his words made her shudder. It was a near thing that she didn't grab his hair and shove him down toward her groin. Her hand did twitch. "I could rub the soap all over me first?" She groaned at the thought of standing in the shower, soaking wet, caressing herself and thinking of him. "Oh, wait, I do that anyway when you're not there."

She let the tone of her voice fill in the missing details.

[posterboymarine]

He groaned, imagining what she wasn't saying so easily. His fingers lingered on her ass, teasing her. "Rather just smell you."

[neverwrongagent]

She arched back toward his hand, then forward to rub against his hip. Then with a low moan, back again. She turned her head some so he could have her neck. "Any time. Any part of me." She shivered and ground against his hip. "Fuck. You bring out my inner tramp. Hi, I'm Carrie, fuck me please?"

[posterboymarine]

"You want it soft or rough, babe?" He was game for anything and he nipped at her neck while she considered her options. His fingers pressed between her thighs, teasing her even more.

[neverwrongagent]

She whimpered in surprise. "That was a general statement." Her hips moved more rapidly, seeking his fingers and the pleasure they could give. She slid up a little so she could nip at him, her tongue flicking over his lips to soothe where she'd bitten. "Not your cock I want right now." She laughed. "Not yet."

[posterboymarine]

He smirked. "Well, what do you want, then, babe? What part of me? " He had an idea, given what he'd being talking about, but he wanted to hear her say it.

[neverwrongagent]

She ran a finger over his lips, nearly growling with need, as she rocked against him. "If you like the way I taste, then it would be a lovely thing if you tasted me." She smiled at him broadly. "Now. That would be good."

[posterboymarine]

He smirked. "Well, why don't you come up here for I can do that."

[neverwrongagent]

"Up there?" She shook her head, laughing. "All the way up there? You're pretty...long." As she teased, she was already climbing up his body, rubbing against him the whole way. "You're going to have to hold me up. I know what you do to me."

[posterboymarine]

"I'd planned on it." He shifted down a little, so she had room to get comfortable. Once she was settled over him, he wrapped his arms around her, his hands on her ass, holding her open. With an amused growl, he got his mouth on her, flicking his tongue against her clit as his opening salvo.

[neverwrongagent]

The man simply didn't, ever, fight fair where sex was concerned. He already knew her way too well. Shifting to hold her balance while he abused her, Carrie moaned his name. The ember that had glowed since their last dances flared into a full flame, making her stop rocking against him immediately.

[posterboymarine]

His hands tightened a little on her, to keep her from injuring one of them, then set out to drive her crazy. There was no really pattern to how he touched her, initially, wanting to leave her guessing.

[neverwrongagent]

She gave up trying to anticipate him, which was enough in itself to drive her insane,and clung to the wall in front of her as her. Once she surrendered, though, the pleasure increased dramatically. She whimpered at the intensity.

[posterboymarine]

Feeling her stop resisting him made him smile against her flesh. Then he went to work in earnest, tasting all of her. While his tongue and lips worked at her core, he brushed his fingertip over the tight muscle of her sphincter. No reason not to see how much she would take from him when she was getting exactly what she wanted.