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insistingly) wrote2017-07-22 04:26 pm
insistingly) wrote2017-07-22 04:26 pm
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shipping[One finger and that's what gets this going. Frank's are thick, rough. His cock even thicker. He works with the tilt of Caleb's hips. His free hand smooths over his rump, down the slope of his back and over again.]
Y'know we can't jack off any other place then the can.
[Which really doesn't give you much time in the end. Especially to...do more than jack off. Frank swallows and pulls back to pair a second finger.]
How'd--? Did you just--?
[Did Caleb play with his own asshole in private? Or was that just for free days and strangers? Again that makes his heart leap and clench. This is real.]
Y'know we can't jack off any other place then the can.
[Which really doesn't give you much time in the end. Especially to...do more than jack off. Frank swallows and pulls back to pair a second finger.]
How'd--? Did you just--?
[Did Caleb play with his own asshole in private? Or was that just for free days and strangers? Again that makes his heart leap and clench. This is real.]
[ A force to be reckoned with? Not really something he heard too often or at all, actually. There were a lot of other things he heard instead but tried to not linger too long on. ]
You were a really big part in helping there with that. Don't forget that.
[ He reached out a hand to squeeze Caleb's arm. ] Now, let's get to drinking our troubles out into the open. What happens in this room stays in this room. Our current pact.
You were a really big part in helping there with that. Don't forget that.
[ He reached out a hand to squeeze Caleb's arm. ] Now, let's get to drinking our troubles out into the open. What happens in this room stays in this room. Our current pact.
[ He gives a small moan at the second finger being added, eyes closing and pushing himself to take them in. ]
I jacked off a few times in the shower when I was there alone. Sometimes the bed.
...You ever think about me like that?
I jacked off a few times in the shower when I was there alone. Sometimes the bed.
...You ever think about me like that?
[Frank's breath catches and he keeps working the two fingers together, getting the hang of it fast.]
Fuck did I. Hard to keep my eyes and thoughts to myself. Not like I can explain getting a boner out of the blue after looking your way.
[They worked at close quarters anyways.]
Christ, I'm gonna go for one more.
Fuck did I. Hard to keep my eyes and thoughts to myself. Not like I can explain getting a boner out of the blue after looking your way.
[They worked at close quarters anyways.]
Christ, I'm gonna go for one more.
[ Caleb continues to grind against Frank's hand, ]
What were you thinking about? Me sucking you? Riding you?
[ A hand goes back to his own cock, ]
Or just bending me over and fucking me in front of everyone?
What were you thinking about? Me sucking you? Riding you?
[ A hand goes back to his own cock, ]
Or just bending me over and fucking me in front of everyone?
I'm not all that imaginative, you know that.
[And he has a very breathless laugh admitting it. One more finger stretching and he works his hand.]
Fuck, I wanted to touch you all over. That was enough to get me going. The rest? Damn, can we do all that?
[And he has a very breathless laugh admitting it. One more finger stretching and he works his hand.]
Fuck, I wanted to touch you all over. That was enough to get me going. The rest? Damn, can we do all that?
I don't think that's true. You get plenty creative when you want--
[ Interrupted by another moan, his body tensing briefly before adjusting to the feeling. ]
Of course. I wanna do everything with you.
[ He reaches up with his free hand to run his thumb along Frank's bottom lip, cupping his jaw. ]
[ Interrupted by another moan, his body tensing briefly before adjusting to the feeling. ]
Of course. I wanna do everything with you.
[ He reaches up with his free hand to run his thumb along Frank's bottom lip, cupping his jaw. ]
[Oh yeah? Since he feels the tension Frank stills before working slow, pushing against the strain.]
Christ, you're so hot.
[He leans in and crouches down enough for him to press a kiss to Caleb.]
Christ, you're so hot.
[He leans in and crouches down enough for him to press a kiss to Caleb.]
[ He grins up at Frank, ]
Looks who's talkin'.
[ But he kisses back, his hand moving to cup the back of the other man's neck. He licks his tongue into Frank's mouth again before the kiss breaks, breathing a little harder. ]
I think I'm ready for you, baby.
Looks who's talkin'.
[ But he kisses back, his hand moving to cup the back of the other man's neck. He licks his tongue into Frank's mouth again before the kiss breaks, breathing a little harder. ]
I think I'm ready for you, baby.
[Everyone, everyone knows that Caleb is the more conventionally attractive soldier. And that's almost out of all of em. He's even more attractive than Billy. Frank is in no position to be bashful but to hear him say that really does ignite a lighter feeling in his heart.]
Are we gonna fuck like this? You bent over?
[No nerves, nope. Just wanting to do it all right by this man, his free hand smooths over his ass and straightens up.]
Are we gonna fuck like this? You bent over?
[No nerves, nope. Just wanting to do it all right by this man, his free hand smooths over his ass and straightens up.]
[ Maybe he is (not that Billy looks pleased whenever it's brought up) but Caleb has only ever had eyes for Frank since the moment they met. He wasn't able to be honest about it at all, even when he first realized it. Tried to tell himself it wasn't true. But God, he's so glad that isn't the case now.
Caleb gets up on his knees and plants a firm kiss on the other man. He's grinning again when he breaks it, flushed and heart racing. He tugs Frank by his tags as he moves over on the bed, laying down on his back and spreading his legs apart. ]
On top.
[ He adjusts himself, already angling his hips like he has a few times with other men but this time it's with the man he's always wanted. ]
Just like I imagined it...
Caleb gets up on his knees and plants a firm kiss on the other man. He's grinning again when he breaks it, flushed and heart racing. He tugs Frank by his tags as he moves over on the bed, laying down on his back and spreading his legs apart. ]
On top.
[ He adjusts himself, already angling his hips like he has a few times with other men but this time it's with the man he's always wanted. ]
Just like I imagined it...
[No maybes in Frank Castle's eyes. He's never had all that many impure thoughts about men. They all have good looking parts but fuck Caleb is the package deal. What seals it all together is that he's fucking Caleb Page through and through, close as a brother and then some.
Frank nearly falls forward at being kissed and pulled. He catches on and follows suit, laying over him. The bed dips from their combined weight and he nudges his way and bends his knees.]
Fuck all, you drive me out of my mind.
[Blissfully, happily. Frank reaches down to press his cock tip to Caleb's asshole that is still smeared up with lube. He remembers to use the same hand to slick up his cock some more to help. At least there's no surprise that he's hung. His attention lifts up to Caleb's strong jaw and pale eyes.]
Frank nearly falls forward at being kissed and pulled. He catches on and follows suit, laying over him. The bed dips from their combined weight and he nudges his way and bends his knees.]
Fuck all, you drive me out of my mind.
[Blissfully, happily. Frank reaches down to press his cock tip to Caleb's asshole that is still smeared up with lube. He remembers to use the same hand to slick up his cock some more to help. At least there's no surprise that he's hung. His attention lifts up to Caleb's strong jaw and pale eyes.]
Just paying you back for what you do to me.
[ All the time. Especially when he's wearing tight shirts or no shirt at all. And the showers? He's become a master of staring blankly ahead in that department.
He's ready for this. More than ready. But when Frank stops and looks at him, his hands cup the other man's face. ]
I love you, Frank.
[ All the time. Especially when he's wearing tight shirts or no shirt at all. And the showers? He's become a master of staring blankly ahead in that department.
He's ready for this. More than ready. But when Frank stops and looks at him, his hands cup the other man's face. ]
I love you, Frank.
[Brown eyes widen and his eyebrows quirk because he can't fathom how that's possible. But it is. A slow and shaking smile as he feels his cock sink in smoothly, beautifully deeper.
And with those words Caleb has the ability to just strike him dumb like lightning. He can't think of what to say because it wells up in him so fast and real that he surges forward into a kiss. It all feels so right, so real. So natural. In the wake of the kiss that is melting hotter and faster than an ice cube in hell he pulls back enough to say:]
Baby, you already made me so happy.
[And now this? Frank nuzzles his neck and shakily sighs and laughs. Three words, Castle. Come on. They're important and on his tongue and in his throat.]
And with those words Caleb has the ability to just strike him dumb like lightning. He can't think of what to say because it wells up in him so fast and real that he surges forward into a kiss. It all feels so right, so real. So natural. In the wake of the kiss that is melting hotter and faster than an ice cube in hell he pulls back enough to say:]
Baby, you already made me so happy.
[And now this? Frank nuzzles his neck and shakily sighs and laughs. Three words, Castle. Come on. They're important and on his tongue and in his throat.]
[ For a brief, fleeting moment, Caleb wonders if he said the wrong thing and possibly ruined it all. His heart lurches in his chest until he sees Frank smile and then he's thrusting in deeper. Caleb gives a sharp intake of breath that ends in a moan. One that is muffled by Frank's kiss.
The moan continues as his body takes the other man in, walls tightening and then flexing as his arms wrap around Frank, hugging him close as he nuzzles Caleb's neck. He turns his head enough to kiss the man's ear, temple. Against the skin, he grins again, relieved and elated. ]
I didn't think I'd ever get to tell you.
The moan continues as his body takes the other man in, walls tightening and then flexing as his arms wrap around Frank, hugging him close as he nuzzles Caleb's neck. He turns his head enough to kiss the man's ear, temple. Against the skin, he grins again, relieved and elated. ]
I didn't think I'd ever get to tell you.
[Nothing wrong, oh no. Everything seems to be completely set into place the way God, if he's out there, intended it to be. In the strange zig zag of it all it was supposed to be like this. They're still getting into it. This is only the start. It's like all the confusion and uncertainty of before has been burned away in the handful of hours.
Being held so tight in Caleb's arms and body. Frank lifts his head to look into Caleb's face.]
Careful cuz now I'm gonna wanna hear it all the time.
[Goofy smile here and his eyes flutter as his mouth drops open to moan.]
Being held so tight in Caleb's arms and body. Frank lifts his head to look into Caleb's face.]
Careful cuz now I'm gonna wanna hear it all the time.
[Goofy smile here and his eyes flutter as his mouth drops open to moan.]
[ Caleb gives a half moan, a half laugh at that, moving his head to kiss the corner of Frank's mouth, ]
Good thing I like saying it.
[ He rolls his hips against the other man. ]
I love you.
[ Maybe it's 'rushed' for some people. They've only known each other for the months of training. But who knows what's going to happen over there. One of them might not make it back. Caleb didn't like entertaining the idea but he was sure, if it was going to be either of them, he'd be the one to get hit. Frank was like a force of nature in a combat situation. He seriously doubted anything could take him down let alone keep him down.
If it was going to go down that way, he wanted Frank to know. He wanted to have this time with the other man. ]
Good thing I like saying it.
[ He rolls his hips against the other man. ]
I love you.
[ Maybe it's 'rushed' for some people. They've only known each other for the months of training. But who knows what's going to happen over there. One of them might not make it back. Caleb didn't like entertaining the idea but he was sure, if it was going to be either of them, he'd be the one to get hit. Frank was like a force of nature in a combat situation. He seriously doubted anything could take him down let alone keep him down.
If it was going to go down that way, he wanted Frank to know. He wanted to have this time with the other man. ]
Edited 2018-03-28 15:40 (UTC)
[Face to face, no way or want to hide or shy away. They're finding a pace and all this time training and slaving away beside one another. They always talk about how the bond between soldiers is closer than people will understand. Frank didn't feel the same magnetic pull to anyone in the ranks the way he felt with Caleb. After their long nights it was like he couldn't stand to be apart from him.
Shit is gonna happen. They're going to get deployed in a matter of weeks, a month at most. Giving himself to him and all that it means, nothing scares him. Frank's eyes flutter as he rocks his body forward into the cradle of Caleb's hips, deeper.]
I love you, Page.
Shit is gonna happen. They're going to get deployed in a matter of weeks, a month at most. Giving himself to him and all that it means, nothing scares him. Frank's eyes flutter as he rocks his body forward into the cradle of Caleb's hips, deeper.]
I love you, Page.
[ Caleb's hands grip at Frank's back as he starts to move in and out, breathing out a sigh at the words, his breath hot against the other man's skin while lips press more kisses to wherever he can reach.
He repeats it as the slowly set a pace for themselves.
'Love you, love you, love you.'
It's almost like a mantra of sorts as much as it is a confession and promise. No matter what happens, that love will be there. ]
He repeats it as the slowly set a pace for themselves.
'Love you, love you, love you.'
It's almost like a mantra of sorts as much as it is a confession and promise. No matter what happens, that love will be there. ]
[For all the anxiety and uncertainty edging around the act itself, they come together beautifully and simply. Caleb's body is as tight and muscled as it always has been and compliments in every counter motion. For all their big talk it's a real and honest expression, maybe even a dialogue back and forth confessing all the things words can't rightly expression. Breathing in the words exhaled in kisses and moans.
Fuck it's good. He's in deep and there's no going back. Good. The words, the emotions, the sensation.]
You're it for me, baby. Sorry...sorry it took so long.
[No one, nothing else. Just the Corps and Caleb own him in every way. Frank's arms keep him propped up and gliding forward again and again, deeper and gaining a hardness. Never harsh, never cruel though he suspects the man beneath it would happily take it all.]
Fuck it's good. He's in deep and there's no going back. Good. The words, the emotions, the sensation.]
You're it for me, baby. Sorry...sorry it took so long.
[No one, nothing else. Just the Corps and Caleb own him in every way. Frank's arms keep him propped up and gliding forward again and again, deeper and gaining a hardness. Never harsh, never cruel though he suspects the man beneath it would happily take it all.]
[ Caleb gets home late again.
Tired to his bones, but knows he won't be able to sleep. He's hit a dead end in his current story and still no word from Matt or Frank. Foggy is too busy to even meet him for lunch and... Caleb knows he's pretty fucked in terms of a social life outside them.
Not that vigilantes (he's made the mistake of catching feelings for) and burning the candle at both ends was ever a successful formula for any kind of "happy life". But he still checks his phone. Checks his apartment for any kind of "clue" left behind.
There's nothing there. Just an empty apartment.
He knows he should be grateful for that considering his track record in Hell's Kitchen. But he still marches towards his cabinets and pulls out his bottle of whiskey. He's been really good about moderating his intake.
He hasn't even cracked the seal on it.
Until tonight.
He doesn't bother getting a glass. Caleb takes it right from the bottle and puts on some music. Fuck everything, fuck life, he doesn't want to think right now.
Caleb doesn't even know how long it's been before he looks up a place on his phone and tells himself "fuck it", he's going out tonight.
He's tipsy, but not so drunk he can't find himself on the right street to the nearest club. Though he has misjudged spacial awareness, his body halfway colliding with someone else when he's not looking in front of him for a split second. ]
Shit! I'm sorry!
[ He manages to get it out, gripping the nearest arm he can reach on the other person to keep them both upright. ]
Tired to his bones, but knows he won't be able to sleep. He's hit a dead end in his current story and still no word from Matt or Frank. Foggy is too busy to even meet him for lunch and... Caleb knows he's pretty fucked in terms of a social life outside them.
Not that vigilantes (he's made the mistake of catching feelings for) and burning the candle at both ends was ever a successful formula for any kind of "happy life". But he still checks his phone. Checks his apartment for any kind of "clue" left behind.
There's nothing there. Just an empty apartment.
He knows he should be grateful for that considering his track record in Hell's Kitchen. But he still marches towards his cabinets and pulls out his bottle of whiskey. He's been really good about moderating his intake.
He hasn't even cracked the seal on it.
Until tonight.
He doesn't bother getting a glass. Caleb takes it right from the bottle and puts on some music. Fuck everything, fuck life, he doesn't want to think right now.
Caleb doesn't even know how long it's been before he looks up a place on his phone and tells himself "fuck it", he's going out tonight.
He's tipsy, but not so drunk he can't find himself on the right street to the nearest club. Though he has misjudged spacial awareness, his body halfway colliding with someone else when he's not looking in front of him for a split second. ]
Shit! I'm sorry!
[ He manages to get it out, gripping the nearest arm he can reach on the other person to keep them both upright. ]
Heeeeey.
[Marc is not typically a guy to get bulldozed. He's having his own sort of off night. Waking up by a flower shop, strolling around a city. Sirens and the throng speaking English. He knows he's stateside. That is about the most reassuring thing. How long has Steven been at the wheel? Time is a human construct. So what can you do? Not like he can tally away days.
Might as well get a drink. Easy to find cash, easy to get cash. And if there is an American city, it's going to have a bar.
The body that has swayed into him catches as easy as a dance. He's got a hand on his shoulder and another at the man's wrist.]
I'm good. You good?
[He cranes his neck, trying to meet the man's eyes. Blue, oh what a blue. The friendly smile flips up simply enough seeing that there's a haze that is always added by booze. No sense in trying to pick a fight and draw attention.]
Maybe we should sit down?
[So as not to trip over one another.]
[Marc is not typically a guy to get bulldozed. He's having his own sort of off night. Waking up by a flower shop, strolling around a city. Sirens and the throng speaking English. He knows he's stateside. That is about the most reassuring thing. How long has Steven been at the wheel? Time is a human construct. So what can you do? Not like he can tally away days.
Might as well get a drink. Easy to find cash, easy to get cash. And if there is an American city, it's going to have a bar.
The body that has swayed into him catches as easy as a dance. He's got a hand on his shoulder and another at the man's wrist.]
I'm good. You good?
[He cranes his neck, trying to meet the man's eyes. Blue, oh what a blue. The friendly smile flips up simply enough seeing that there's a haze that is always added by booze. No sense in trying to pick a fight and draw attention.]
Maybe we should sit down?
[So as not to trip over one another.]
[ Caleb feels himself calm down the minute their eyes meet, both remaining upright and steadying each other. His own mouth quirks into a lazy smirk, not able to stop himself from admiring the face of the other man.
Shorter than him but stocky, definitely had a grip on him. ]
I'll be good when I can get to the club over there.
[ He jerks his chin in the opposite direction, towards the direction of a place on the corner. Caleb's eyes go to it before coming back to the man before him, and he only bites down on his bottom lip for less than a second, ]
Wanna come with?
Shorter than him but stocky, definitely had a grip on him. ]
I'll be good when I can get to the club over there.
[ He jerks his chin in the opposite direction, towards the direction of a place on the corner. Caleb's eyes go to it before coming back to the man before him, and he only bites down on his bottom lip for less than a second, ]
Wanna come with?
Edited (better icon choice tbh) 2023-01-24 06:13 (UTC)
[Oh-oh shit. That smile was not what he was expecting. Paired with blue eyes, holy shit was Marc not ready here. Tall too? What the fresh hell is going on here.]
Well.... uh.
[No agenda. No plans. No clear mission. This would usually terrify a person. Marc has been used to waking up and adapting. Usually situations are dangerous. What could be dangerous about blue eyes and that grin? He feels the easy, light feeling in his chest. Oh. This is a different kind of trouble.]
Sure. I don't know if I'm dressed for the occasion.
[His feet are already moving, siding up to this handsome stranger.]
Well.... uh.
[No agenda. No plans. No clear mission. This would usually terrify a person. Marc has been used to waking up and adapting. Usually situations are dangerous. What could be dangerous about blue eyes and that grin? He feels the easy, light feeling in his chest. Oh. This is a different kind of trouble.]
Sure. I don't know if I'm dressed for the occasion.
[His feet are already moving, siding up to this handsome stranger.]
What's to get dressed for? The lights will change the look of everything anyway.
[ Bathe them in reds, blues, violets, and then some. He's always been a fan of colored lights and how they can change the atmosphere of any place.
(He's assuming the alcohol is making the words come so easily for him.)
Caleb moves his shoulder to bump into the other man's, still smiling and admiring the look of him. At least what he could make out of his dark hair, dark eyes. Such striking features that Caleb is sure he's never seen him around the city before now. Surely he would have remembered such a face... ]
I'm Caleb. What should I call my... date?
[ Kinda technically is. Right? ]
[ Bathe them in reds, blues, violets, and then some. He's always been a fan of colored lights and how they can change the atmosphere of any place.
(He's assuming the alcohol is making the words come so easily for him.)
Caleb moves his shoulder to bump into the other man's, still smiling and admiring the look of him. At least what he could make out of his dark hair, dark eyes. Such striking features that Caleb is sure he's never seen him around the city before now. Surely he would have remembered such a face... ]
I'm Caleb. What should I call my... date?
[ Kinda technically is. Right? ]
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