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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[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.

[neverwrongagent]

She would have been happy to get him hard again and jump his bones, but she could feel him letting go and that felt pretty good, too. Sleep was more immediately important than anything else. They needed to drive as much as they could the next day. Get well away.

[posterboymarine]

She could have jumped him if she'd wanted and he'd have gone with it. Instead, he drifted off, holding her tightly. Jumping could come when one of them woke up.

[neverwrongagent]

She woke a good hour before dawn, but she waited until the sky lightened before doing anything that might wake him. First she made a quick dash to the bathroom. When she crawled back into bed, she slid right up against him then, more slowly, up onto him. She nuzzled at his neck while she got situated.

[posterboymarine]

His arms defaulted to being around her and he rumbled softly as she started kissing him. The rest of his body was equally amiable to the idea of her pressed against him and he started to react even before he was awake.

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed softly, careful not to wake him any further. There was no need, really, to wake him when he was responding so beautifully. She kept nuzzling at him and slowly kissed down to his chest. "Hmmm, sleepy Marine. Nice. Better than coffee."

[posterboymarine]

He groaned softly. "Shh. Sleeping." He squeezed her tightly and shifted under her.

[neverwrongagent]

She laughed softly, but she kept molesting him. She did back off a very little bit, just enough to keep him in that half roused state. She liked him that way."You sleep. I'll just keep doing what I'm doing."

[posterboymarine]

"Sleep. RIght." He shifted a little, then settled. His body kept reacting, twitching at her touches, and hardening further. She kept up what she was doing and he wouldn't need to be all the way awake to fuck her brains out. It would just happen.

[neverwrongagent]

Sleep fucking. Well, she'd done that before, but not with as nice a partner. He needed the rest. She kept touching him gently, lightly. She could feel that parts of him were tensing to attack, but the rest of him was relaxing. All of him would relax when they were done, which was the important part.

[posterboymarine]

His hands shifted to her hips and he got her better lined up with him. Then he settled back to sleep. "Cold."

[neverwrongagent]

She had to clap a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. "I'm sorry, babe. I'll warm you right up." She shifted slightly, rubbing against him slowly. "Hmmm, nice and warm."

[posterboymarine]

He nodded slightly, then let out a deep sigh. His hands moved over her back a moment before settling again.

[neverwrongagent]

She didn't laugh. Really. Much. She did curl close to him, purring like a happy kitten. "When did you get so sweet?"

[posterboymarine]

He smiled and half opened his eyes. "I don't know."

[neverwrongagent]

She grinned at his tiny sliver of eyes and waggled her fingers at him. "Well keep it up and you'll get rewarded."

[posterboymarine]

He closed his eyes with a grin. "Yes, maa'am." Then, like a good soldier, he did start to drift off again.

[neverwrongagent]

Now she had to laugh. That "ma'am" stuff did it to her every time. She kissed his shoulder softly, then settled close and petted his cheek. If he needed the sleep still, he should get it. They could always jump each other on the drive.

She was asleep a few minutes later.

[posterboymarine]

He woke up a little while later with a shudder. It took him a moment to realize where he was and what the weight on him was. Once he knew, he grinned and gently slid his hand down her back and over her ass. The longer he touched her the more excited he became.

[neverwrongagent]

This time she woke more slowly, groaning happily at being slow close. If he wanted to abuse her before she woke all the way up, she wouldn't stop him. She snuggled closer, making room for him between her legs.

[posterboymarine]

He decided to test the waters a little by lightly brushing his fingertips over her. He really hoped she was as warm as he was, as ready to fulfill her earlier promise.

[neverwrongagent]

She groaned softly, arching toward him, all without thought. It was pure instinct, pure need. The way she always reacted to him. And then she kept moving, slowly rocking toward him.