So wonderfully funny and sweet! Thank you! 'And not just curled... almost velcro-ed together by their tac vests' just begged for comment porn:
The dust begins to settle and Rodney is lying under John, back pressed against the wall from the force of John’s reckless dive to save him as the panel exploded. ‘Uhn, Colonel?’ Rodney says, his mouth inches from John’s ear, ‘Uhu, I think our tack vests have fused together.’ ‘You don’t say,’ says John, his breath fluttering Rodney’s fine hair. He'd been watching Rodney’s hands move over the consol, thinking of birds, and flying, and sex, when he had seen the sparks. Now he is lying here, with Rodney pressed underneath him, whispering in his ear. For a moment, he could just have this. Rodney begins squirming, ‘Rodney, don’t do that!’ He tries for irritated, but ends up sounding breathless. ‘What? Why? We need to see if we can…Oh! Oh my god! You’re hard!’ As he turns to press his hips against John to confirm his finding, his wonderful, crooked mouth suddenly connects with John’s soft lips, and he is kissing, and talking, and hot thrills of desire are arrowing through him. ‘But, you’re so hot! Why now? Are we? God, John!’ Yeah, Rodney.' John's hot breath puffs against his neck.'But someone is going to have to come and cut us apart. Your room, this evening?’ ‘Ok, I, uhm, ok…’ ‘Do you think we can wriggle over to one of the headsets?’ When help has been contacted, they kind of relax again, and Rodney says, ‘So, can we make out until they get here?’ and John manages to get one of his hands firmly on Rodney’s ass.
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The dust begins to settle and Rodney is lying under John, back pressed against the wall from the force of John’s reckless dive to save him as the panel exploded.
‘Uhn, Colonel?’ Rodney says, his mouth inches from John’s ear, ‘Uhu, I think our tack vests have fused together.’
‘You don’t say,’ says John, his breath fluttering Rodney’s fine hair. He'd been watching Rodney’s hands move over the consol, thinking of birds, and flying, and sex, when he had seen the sparks. Now he is lying here, with Rodney pressed underneath him, whispering in his ear. For a moment, he could just have this. Rodney begins squirming, ‘Rodney, don’t do that!’ He tries for irritated, but ends up sounding breathless.
‘What? Why? We need to see if we can…Oh! Oh my god! You’re hard!’ As he turns to press his hips against John to confirm his finding, his wonderful, crooked mouth suddenly connects with John’s soft lips, and he is kissing, and talking, and hot thrills of desire are arrowing through him. ‘But, you’re so hot! Why now? Are we? God, John!’
Yeah, Rodney.' John's hot breath puffs against his neck.'But someone is going to have to come and cut us apart. Your room, this evening?’
‘Ok, I, uhm, ok…’
‘Do you think we can wriggle over to one of the headsets?’
When help has been contacted, they kind of relax again, and Rodney says, ‘So, can we make out until they get here?’ and John manages to get one of his hands firmly on Rodney’s ass.