[ Said with a laugh. At least that he remembers. Mike laughs lightly as he says it. He leans in to press his forehead to his cheek, nose brushing along a stubbly cheek. ]
All this time. Who knows what can happen?
[ They don't get consecutive amounts of time like this. No, it isn't days on end, but hours at least and that is more than they usually manage to eke out of their lives. He shivers a little at the touch of Frank's hands over cooling skin. A shower and the possibility of more later is enticing enough. Until then this more than tides Mike over.
Another peppering of kisses along his jaw and neck. He hums softly after. ]
I oughta--[he doesn't even bother committing to a threat anymore. They're empty because his heart is so full. Frank combs through Mike's hair and pets his body down. Nuzzling and curling close, he sometimes makes him think of a cat. Just affectionate motions and touches that are unique to them. That's part of what makes these moments so goddamn special.
There's no one like Mike Murdock. Matt is similar, sure. When it comes down to it they are still two very separate people.]
Good things, ony good thing.
[Especially since they're not going to hit the streets for anything more than maybe food or a drink. That's not even a given. They might stay holed up in this shitty apartment. When they're together its a refuge, dare Frank even think of it as a paradise. His hand leaves Mike's body only long enough to haul up a blanket. The shiver might be a residual of pleasure, might be a chill.]
What? Come on. I'm not gonna think you're pretty just because I got you naked. I'm calling it exactly as I see it. Do I gotta elaborate, counselor?
Ought to what? [ He laughs at the half-spoken threat. Sighing happily he melts into Frank's touch in the afterglow and slings an arm around his middle. His man's heart is starting to get back to normal from the exertion between them, and he can feel how content he is by the sound of it.
These moments here are the ones he lives for. A thumb brushes idly over his skin. ]
I like the sound of that. Only good things.
[ The idea of just staying in unless they need to eat or get a few snacks is more than enticing. They could just order in. Mike has some cash on him. They could just order in. He's grateful for the hauling up of the blanket and shifts to get a shoulder underneath to stay warm. He lays his cheek on the other man's shoulder and his face stretches into a grin when he makes that comment. ]
But it doesn't hurt, I bet. [ A laugh. ] No, no elaborations. No work talk of any kind just---just this. Just us.
[ He lets his hand wander to find one of Frank's and then threads their fingers together. ]
You wanna know? I don't make hollow threats. [Which are absolutely separate from threats made in joking. He cannot complete the menace that's required. The sexual tension and now the calm, almost melting feeling against the bed and below Mike is not at all typical to Frank's life. He makes his heart beat faster and slower, peak interest and beautiful, wonderful afterglow.]
Uh huh. Now you're catching on. We'll get some nosh.
[Frank lightly touches over Mike's face as it rests to his skin. Stubble and the apple of his cheek. The corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles and pulls swells of love from him each and every time.]
...I'm still gonna tell you that I think you're handsome.
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[ Said with a laugh. At least that he remembers. Mike laughs lightly as he says it. He leans in to press his forehead to his cheek, nose brushing along a stubbly cheek. ]
All this time. Who knows what can happen?
[ They don't get consecutive amounts of time like this. No, it isn't days on end, but hours at least and that is more than they usually manage to eke out of their lives. He shivers a little at the touch of Frank's hands over cooling skin. A shower and the possibility of more later is enticing enough. Until then this more than tides Mike over.
Another peppering of kisses along his jaw and neck. He hums softly after. ]
Something tells me you might be a little biased.
[ Not that Mike isn't to Frank. ]
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There's no one like Mike Murdock. Matt is similar, sure. When it comes down to it they are still two very separate people.]
Good things, ony good thing.
[Especially since they're not going to hit the streets for anything more than maybe food or a drink. That's not even a given. They might stay holed up in this shitty apartment. When they're together its a refuge, dare Frank even think of it as a paradise. His hand leaves Mike's body only long enough to haul up a blanket. The shiver might be a residual of pleasure, might be a chill.]
What? Come on. I'm not gonna think you're pretty just because I got you naked. I'm calling it exactly as I see it. Do I gotta elaborate, counselor?
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These moments here are the ones he lives for. A thumb brushes idly over his skin. ]
I like the sound of that. Only good things.
[ The idea of just staying in unless they need to eat or get a few snacks is more than enticing. They could just order in. Mike has some cash on him. They could just order in. He's grateful for the hauling up of the blanket and shifts to get a shoulder underneath to stay warm. He lays his cheek on the other man's shoulder and his face stretches into a grin when he makes that comment. ]
But it doesn't hurt, I bet. [ A laugh. ] No, no elaborations. No work talk of any kind just---just this. Just us.
[ He lets his hand wander to find one of Frank's and then threads their fingers together. ]
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Uh huh. Now you're catching on. We'll get some nosh.
[Frank lightly touches over Mike's face as it rests to his skin. Stubble and the apple of his cheek. The corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles and pulls swells of love from him each and every time.]
...I'm still gonna tell you that I think you're handsome.
[Fingers intertwine.]