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]

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."

[posterboymarine]

"Well, when you put it like that..." He winked at her as his hand dropped back to cover hers, to encourage a little more pressure. "You have lovely skin."

[neverwrongagent]

She obliged him by caressing him more firmly, reaching a little to go down to his balls and press there, too. "That's sweet. Of course, you just hope I'll show you more." She popped another button and used her other hand to expose more of her chest. Her fingers played lightly over her skin. "Can't wait to get your lips on me. Kissing....here." She touched the side of her breast.

[posterboymarine]

"Of course I want to see more. I'm a guy." He had to shift to spread his legs a little more for her. And it was now becoming a bit of an effort to keep both hands on the wheel and not dropping one to her breast.

[neverwrongagent]

She snorted a laugh. "Right, because we never want to see more." She rolled her eyes. "Great big hunk of a man sitting inches away and you think there's nothing I'd like to see more of?" She dragged her nails over his crotch. "Please."

She meant that word as a kind of punctuation, but it came out as more of a plea and she groaned softly.

[posterboymarine]

"Hunk? What?" His fingers curled more tightly around the steer wheel. "You want more, you know how a zipper works."

Of course, if she didn't act, he was going to do it for her. If for no other reason than that he needed a little more stimulation.

[neverwrongagent]

Now she burst out laughing for real. "Not a hunk? A hottie?" She shook her head even as she shifted closer, reaching out to do what he clearly wanted. Her hand worked into his pants, curling around his cock. "You are. God, I love your body." She purred happily. "I love your arms. So strong."

Her hand moved slowly while she figured out how well he could keep his attention on the road.