but I'd better not touch...

[pvt_church]

Church sits on his bed, leaning against the wall and meticulously cleaning his sniper rifle. He hums a song he used to listen to religiously, back in the days when he was first hot for Tex. Nobody would believe it now, but he wasn't really that much of a pessimist or even a bad boy until she came into the picture. He almost misses those days, but

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[pvt_church]

"No," Church murmurs plaintively, breaking the kiss. "Don't go away, not yet."

There goes calming down- he already has a feeling Caboose doesn't care how close he gets or how far they go, and by now, the last thing Church wants is to disengage. He sinks back into kissing as if he needed it more than air, and huddles further into Caboose's cradling form, pulling them closer together by the hips and involuntarily grinding into his partner's. The sensation of it makes him catch his breath and stop moving for a moment. When Caboose doesn't push him away, he grinds again, slower and more carefully this time. It feels different than it did with girls in the past- firmer and with more contact, especially since Caboose doesn't pull back from it the way a girl would. Church can definitely get used to this...

[pvt_church]

"Oh, hell no. If she comes back to life, I'll fucking hide in your bed for a year."

[thebluerookie]

Church... Church wanted him, not Tex. He wrapped his arms around Church and squeezed tightly, before loosening his hold. After shifting back from Church's chest he gently pushed him back down, using his right index and pointer fingers together.

"You uhh ready for this?" asked Caboose as his right hand wrapped around its intended target, squeezing and stroking gently.

[pvt_church]

Church let himself fall back on the pillow with a grin. "Ready for wh- son of a bitch," he gasps, taken by surprise. It takes him a couple of seconds to realize what just happened. When he does, one hand grips the sheets, and the other darts down to cover Caboose's and move with it, his hips rising to make contact. It's been a long time since he's done it himself, and even longer since anyone else has done it with him, and his senses are going haywire over the experience. He whines under his breath as Caboose's hand moves, feeling himself harden in the other's grip. "Oh, goddamn, Caboose," he whimpers quietly, "that's so good..."

[thebluerookie]

"Good..."

Caboose was content just to make Church writhe under his touch, at least for a while; he asked in the slyest voice he possessed “Want to know what’s even better?”

Not waiting for a response he crouched down between church’s legs, leant forward, and licked; and it was a bloody good thing Church’s hand was over Caboose’s because if he’d squeezed that hard directly, well no more fun for Church and Caboose for a long time. Now if only Church would let go of his hand, then he could really drag some fun noises out of his commander. He flexed his hand under Church's gently.