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 groaned thickly, resting her forehead on his chest. She wasn't ready. Not ready to get back in the car. Not ready to have to reach over things to get him and not really touch him. She wrapped her arm around his middle and held him tightly. "When we get there, we buy bikes. Go everywhere on them for at least a month."

She did not want to get back in the car.

[posterboymarine]

He rubbed her back and nodded. "That sounds like a wonderful idea." He sighed softly and continued to hold her. He really didn't want to get back in the car, either. But they were going to have to, all the same.

[neverwrongagent]

She let him hold her for a long time, time enough that she started to get a little nervous. Finally she groaned and looked up at him. "While we drive, I say we talk about what we want to do when we get there." She raised an eyebrow. "Not jobs or anything. What we'll do. Together."

She laughed. Just have to make sure they kept paying attention to the road.

[posterboymarine]

He gave her a long, slow smile and nodded. "That could be a dangerous conversation, you know. Someone might get a little hot under the collar..."

[neverwrongagent]

She burst out laughing. "Well, I sure hope so." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. The touch was very nearly chaste. "If you're very creative, I just might act some of it out for you later."

[posterboymarine]

He raised an eyebrow at her, then kissed her again before urging her toward the passenger's side of the car. He climbed into the driver's seat, then waited until they belted in before kissing her again.

[neverwrongagent]

The second kiss surprised her and she smiled so brightly, that she ducked her head. The sweetness of it, just after talking about sexually teasing each other, made her happier than she could deal with so quickly.

[posterboymarine]

He smiled and got the car moving. "You okay over there?"

[neverwrongagent]

She made a little finger wavey gesture at him. "Oh, yeah. Fine." She Shook her head. As if random kisses from him couldn't turn her to mush at any time. They always had. "And don't act like you don't know why."

[posterboymarine]

"Ma'am, I have no idea what you are talking about." He shot her a sidelong glance as he got them up to speed.

[neverwrongagent]

"Ma'am." She groaned. "If you're not going to fight fair, then neither am I. All bets are off." And to prove her point, she shifted in her seat, bringing one leg up a little so she could run her hand along the inside of her thigh. She also pressed her nails in hard. "All bets. Off."

[posterboymarine]

He licked his lips as his eyes followed the course of her hand. "Clearly. And if we die in a horrible car accident, at least we'll die happy." He reached over and touched her cheek. "You are damn sexy, baby."

[neverwrongagent]

She leaned into his hand, groaning softly. That was a whole other kind of tease and it wasn't fair. "Damn sexy? I like that." She turned and kissed his hand. "Always thought you were, too, you know." And she meant that. Right down to when she first saw his picture all those years ago. It wasn't her fault he was cute.

"And we aren't going to crash. We have plans."

[posterboymarine]

"Yes, ma'am." Now he was doing it to tease, which was also fun. And it made the time pass faster.

[neverwrongagent]

Just for that, she popped open the top two buttons on her top and slid a hand inside. She teased at her nipple, hardening it under the thin fabric. Two could play at this game.

[posterboymarine]

He watched her between moments spent keeping them from going off the road. He couldn't help his grin, nor the way he licked his lips as he watched her. "Who is this harder for, do you think?"

[neverwrongagent]

Just then, just as she unbuttoned a couple more and exposed more of her breast, the truck driving next to them honked it's big horn, making her jump. She didn't cover up, or stop caressing, but she did blush furiously. "Him. I think it's harder for him."

[posterboymarine]

He ignored the truck completely and reached over to take her hand. He pressed it to his crotch, then let go. "You sure?"

[neverwrongagent]

She started rubbing him immediately, pressing lightly but getting everywhere she could reach. Clearly he liked the show at least a little. "Hmmm, for me?" She licked her lips and glanced down. "Think he'd slow down? Come back and watch if there was more of a show?"

Not that she wanted to give a show, but teasing about it was fun.

[posterboymarine]

He shifted in the seat and shrugged. "He might. Might wreck his truck." He ran his fingers over the back of her hand before returning his hands to the steering wheel.

[neverwrongagent]

She kept caressing him, although she did pull back some at the sideways warning. Wrecking would be bad. "I don't want to put on a show. This is for us." She sighed softly. If they pulled it off, they could finally get that. Something that was just for them.

[posterboymarine]

It was the sigh that made him pause and he gave her a longer look. "What is it, baby? What's wrong?"

[neverwrongagent]

"Wrong?" She looked up at him, confused. Her hand stalled for a moment, then she went back to caressing him. She shook her head. "Nothing's wrong. I just got distracted. Sorry."

She knew that wasn't going to cut it. "Just thinking what I can do to you when we're alone."

[posterboymarine]

"Why don't you share, then?" He rolled his hips so she could keep touching him. "Only you and I here in the car."

[neverwrongagent]

"True enough." She realized she sounded pleased about that and smiled faintly. It had been a while since they were really alone. Of course, alone and not on the run would be nice. Still, she kept smiling as she spoke softly. "I wanna take my time. All day. Make food the day before and store it by the bed." She closed her eyes and thought more about it, looking for key details. "All day to just touch. Kiss. Fuck, sure, but mostly just touch. Be close." She laughed softly. "Be naked. Bare skin on bare skin. Tongues on bare skin."