Running away from home. Just like kids.

[neverwrongagent]

Briefings with Saul were getting more and more tense. Carrie could feel the strain on all of them as a real, palpable thing. Beside her, no one had ever had much faith in Brody, which was largely her fault. How could she explain her change of heart without explaining it was exactly that. What was harder was not telling him about how bad it was. Every time she was vague it was a physical pain.

The final straw was a heated conversation about what they would do if he were found out, revealed to be on a mission. They had escape plans, but it was clear very few people in that room gave a damn if they worked. Or if they even existed. She'd been through hell for the man they were dismissing like so much dross and all because... She wasn't that sure why because at this point. It was about Saul, really, and she knew that. That's why when he made a passing comment that made it sound damn like he'd made his decision and Brody didn't figure into it at all, she felt her stomach lurch so badly she almost had to leave the room.

She didn't go to him that night, that would be stupid. She waited a day, all of which was spent wondering when she would throw up. She got there late, just before dark, and sat back to watch the men finish up before meal break. He looked good. Better than when she saw him last, even.

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[posterboymarine]

His eyes fluttered at her touch and he pulled away to look at her with a soft smile. "The things I'm going to do to you, Carrie, when we finally settle." He licked his lips, then attacked her with another kiss.

[neverwrongagent]

The difference between that sweet smile and the way he attacked her lips made her giggle softly. It also made her circle her hand around him and start stoking slowly. She moaned softly as she sped her hand.

[posterboymarine]

The faster she stroked, the harder he kissed her. If she kept it up, he was going to explode and be done before they even go to scrubbing her back to washing himself at all. Which just meant it would be easier for him to focus on her.

Which seemed like a lovely idea.

[neverwrongagent]

She didn't much care if they did anything for her. Not that it wouldn't be nice, but it could wait. If they finished this, he would sleep better. Maybe she would knowing that. She pressed harder into the kiss just as she sped her hand over him and held him more tightly.

[posterboymarine]

He had to let go of her, to put one of his hands on the walk behind her to keep himself upright. He tried to give her an out, to give her a chance to stop if she didn't want to finish him like this, by easing up on the kiss just a little.

[neverwrongagent]

This sounded like fun. He'd make such pretty noises. And she liked when he did that. Also when he twitched happily. She moved her hand a little faster, but din't pull out of the kiss at all.

One nice thing....clean up would be easy.

[posterboymarine]

WHen she didn't take the out, he moaned against her lips, then shifted to rest his head on her shoulder. His release came only a few moments later and he whimpered her name against her neck.

[neverwrongagent]

She stayed close to him, huddled against him, and smiled when he spilled over her hand. She held onto him after he was empty, not wanting to make him jump. When she finally washed them both off, she groaned happily. "Hmmm, I like showers with you."

[posterboymarine]

He laughed weakly and nodded. "I like them, too." When he finally felt confident that he could stand up straight, he grinned down at her. "And I haven't even washed your back yet."

[neverwrongagent]

She couldn't help it, she burst out laughing so hard she leaned against the wall to hold herself up. The very last thing she cared about was her back. Still, she got herself together enough to turn around and give him her back. She brushed her hair out of the way and waited.

[posterboymarine]

He didn't think she was actually going to offer herself up. Still, he was no fool and he grabbed the cheap soap and got to work. While his hands moved over her back, he kissed the top of her head.

[neverwrongagent]

He would have been surprised at what she would have offered him. Of course, she surprised him a lot, still. At the moment, all she could do was moan thickly at how his hands felt, those lovely big hands.

[posterboymarine]

He chuckled softly and started soaping the rest of her. In for a penny, in for a pound, and all that. When he was done with her backside, he turned her and started the front.

[neverwrongagent]

She turned around with a weak groan. He could have kept doing that and she'd have been perfectly happy. Her eyes were closed, her knees were weak. It was the best she'd felt in a while. She got herself well braced and waited.

[posterboymarine]

He took his time and thoroughly washed her without making it overtly sexual. Instead, he purposefully didn't tease. He figured he could turn her into a weak mess, then send her off to bed to wait for him.

[neverwrongagent]

He didn't need to tease her. Just being naked and close was enough. She had to work harder and harder to stay against the wall. If she moved off it now, while he was touching her, she was sunk.

[posterboymarine]

Once he was satisfied with her cleanliness, he moved her back under the water to rinse her off. He had already resigned himself to having to support her, so he kept one arm loosely around her.

[neverwrongagent]

She stood up a little stronger when he held her as though she were drawing strength from him. It felt so damned good to be close. Really close. She even moaned softly. "We do this regularly. New rule."

[posterboymarine]

He laughed and kissed her nose. "Deal." Once she was rinsed off, he nudged her toward the shower curtain. "Go get the bed turned down, babe. I'll be out in a minute."

[neverwrongagent]

She grumbled a little about it, but she headed out, drying off quickly and leaving the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel. She grabbed all the pillows off one bed and piled them on the other, then turned down the blanket. She didn't bother waiting for him to climb in and close her eyes.

[posterboymarine]

The grumbling left him chuckling as he washed himself up. He joined her a few minutes later, sliding into the bed with her. He got his arms around her and snuggled in close.

[neverwrongagent]

She moved immediately, curling up against him with a grunt of pleasure. He felt even better tucked close where nothing was moving. "Hmmm, finally."

[posterboymarine]

Being against her allowed him the chance to shut everything else out. He could pretend, for a little while, that they were not on the run, that he was not running again. He could pretend they were normal.

[neverwrongagent]

With her, he'd need to put the idea of normal firmly away in a box someplace. Still, what they were doing, going away from something bad with the hope of reaching something good, was pretty normal. People did it every day. She laid still for a while before she started softly kissing his shoulder and upper chest. She didn't mean anything by it, she just wanted the touch.

[posterboymarine]

He let her kiss without expectation, just holding her. He was halfway to being asleep anyway, so the touch just made it better. It relaxed him.