Past, Present, Future

Past, Present, Future

by sidewinder

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not an insult :-)

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Face struggled up, gasping in pleasure, and then slowly ran the tip of
his tongue along the throat of his lover. Gazing into the pilot's eyes,
he wondered what it was about his friend that made him so desirable.
Leaning in close and gently nibbling his partner's ear, he whispered
seductively, "I want you to..."

"Tell me which one is better - green or purple?"

Face jumped slightly, startled out of the daydream as he realized Murdock
was standing right in front of him and waving two frightfully colorful
knit caps in his face. "Huh?" he stammered, having missed the first part
of the question.

Murdock sighed in exasperation and asked again, "Which color do you think
B.A. will like better - green or purple? Help me out here, Faceman, I
want to make sure I get the big guy somethin' for Christmas he's actually
goin' to like! I asked you to come shoppin' with me today 'cause you're
the one with all the fashion sense, but you keep zonin' out on me."
Murdock's expressiurneurned serious for a moment and he asked, "Are you
feelin' okay? You look a little pale."

Face tried to push the steamy memories out of his mind and answered, "I'm
fine. Sorry, all this shopping is tiring me out, I guess." Looking at
the two caps, he asked, "Did they have any red? I think B.A. might like
red better."

"Only in plaid," Murdock answered. Overhead, the cheery sounds of
"Jingle Bells" echoed through the bustling department store which was
filled with shoppers trying to find those holiday bargains at the last
minutes.

"Plaid definitely wouldn't work for B.A. Go with the purple, then."

Murdock grinned, obviously pleased, and ran off to put back the green cap
wherever he found it while Face went back to half-heartedly looking
through silk ties. He never was all that big on holidays - always seemed
like occasions meant to be spent with family, which was something he'd
never really had, except for the Team. And this year, the Team members
had basically scattered as soon as Stockwell had given his reluctant okay
that they could have a week off, pre-aved ved travel plans even allowed.
Hannibal had left for Bad Rock right away, and B.A. had taken the van on
the road to Chicago to visit his mother. Even Frankie had caught a
flight back to L.A. to see his father, so that left Murdock and Face with
nowhere in particular to go or anyone else to celebrate with except each
other. That didn't seem to bother Murdock in the least, as he busied
himself buying gifts for thes fos for when they returned and trying to
get Faceo tho the holiday spirit, fixing up the Langley house with the
gaudiest decorations imaginable.

Murdock's enthusiasm was somewhat infectious, Face had to admit, though
at the same time his mood was clouded by unexpected remembrances of
another holiday many years back...another time when he and Murdock had
had a week of leave together, and things had happened that they'd never
talked about since then. For so long,seemseemed, he'd buried the
memories in the back of his mind, labeled neatly as "dangerous territory"
- yet fifteen years later, he was starting to find it hard to ignore
anymore. Everything had been changing so much for the Team this past
year...maybe the stress was starting to get to him, making his brain do
weird things to him, he decided.

Murdock came bounding back before Face could start brooding about it much
more, purple cap in hand plus a pair of black leather gloves. "What do
you think, do they look like they're the colonel's size? I noticed his
old pair is startin' to get a little worn out."

"I say it's time for us to get out of here for a while, get some dinner.
We've been shopping for five hours already, and you wanted to finish
decorating the tree tonight, didn't you?"

"Yeah, guess so," Murdock acquiesced, as they went over to the cashier to
pay up. "I just want to stop by Toys R'Us real quick first."

Face groaned, knowing that it would at least be another hour or two
before they'd get on the road.

* * * * *

True enough, an hour later Face was dragging a loudly complaining Murdock
out of the toy store, wondering who on Earth Murdock had bought the
Twister game for. They had a long drive ahead, getting out of the
shopping outlet in the 'burbs and going back to Langley, especially with
all the holiday traffic. The 'vette's top was up and the heater running
hard to keep the outside cold away (never had that problem in LA, Face
thought morosely). Murdock was starting to annoy him by constantly
flipping through the radio stationsyingying to find some station he
liked. "Just put it on something and leave it alone!" Face snapped, so
Murdock put it on a rock station and slunk down into the passenger seat,
sulking for a while. But not for long.

"How come you didn't take Ellen's invitation to spend Christmas with
her?" Murdock asked after a while.

Face shrugged. "Ah, I don't know. It...didn't feel right yet, you know?
I guess we're family and all, sort of, but... Anyway, I told her I
might come up to visit on New Year's." As he started to think about it,
a thought occurred to Face. "How come you didn't go to see Kelly?"

"I thought I'd told you, we split up a while ago."

"What?" Face said in surprise. "You didn't tell me any such thing. What
happened? When was this?"

Murdock tried to shrug it off. "I guess it was a little before
Thanksgiving. I'd called her to make plans to see her then, but she told
me she didn't think it would be a good idea. I...we'd been having some
problems for a while, I guess. The usual stuff, you know - hard bein'
the girlfriend to a just-released mental patient livin' 3000 miles away,
riskin' his life every week on some crazy mission with a bunch of
convicted felons."

Face looked over at Murdock, wondering why his friend hadn't said
anything before now. But Murdock never was one to talk too much about
his personal life - he usually seemed more interested in sticking his
nose into everyone else's. "I'm sorry, Murdock, I should have figured,
when you said you were just staying around here for Christmas...but you
never said anything."

"I know. I guess...I didn't believe she meant it at first - we'd had
fights before, everyone does. I figured she'd call me back and we'd make
up...but she hasn't. So I guess that's that," he answered flatly.

"Maybe in time...maybe things will change..." Face suggested.

Murdock just sighed in response, "Yeah, maybe." Face could see Murdock
was more than a little upset talking about it, so he didn't press the
issue. The hav have a lot of time this week, if Murdock decided he needed
an ear.

Moving slowly down the highway, Face's eyes followed the many billboards
lit up to taunt and entice the harried commuters and shoppers on their
way home. One up ahead for an airline promised the drivers sunny skies
and warm weather instead of the East Coast winter, with a glorious sunset
over a tropical beach to emphasize their point. Upon the sight of the
image, Face found his thoughts drifting back once more as the traffic
stalled for an accident up ahead. In his mind he saw another tropical
sunset, from a hotel room with a view looking out over Waikiki Beach...

"I can't get over this place, Faceman! Are you ever gonna tell me how
you pull off these things?" the young captain asked his friend as he
joined him, sitting across from the lieutenant near the balcony of the
luxurious hotel room.

"Never - if I gave away all my secrets, Colonel Smith wouldn't need me on
his team anymore...and I'd probably be back in the brig where he first
found me for running a scam on that general," Face replied.

"You're probably right," Murdock agreed, pouring a shot from the bottle
of brandy Face had brought back to the room after their dinner down in
the hotel's restaurant. The colonel had been temporarily put out of
commission after he'd taken a bullet on the Team's last mission just
about a week ago, and it had basically put his entire unit out of
commission as well until he was back on his feet. The whole team had
been overdue for some serious R and R anyhow, and so Hannibal had asked
Face if he could scam up a good Christmas gift for everyone while he was
recuperating. Face had not disappointed, presenting week-long leave
passes and airline tickets for himself, Murdock, B.A., Ray, and even that
pretty young nurse Ray had set his sights on not long back. Face had
even managed to scam a suite at a hotel on Waikiki for himself and
invited Murdock to come with him, and now here they were, the jungles of
Vietnam forgotten about, if just for a little while.

So far the trip had been a grand success, and it was only their second
night on the island. The sun and the beach were a welcome reprieve from
the warzone, as were the many beautiful women they encountered on the
beach during the day, and in the many bars and clubs at night. It was
still early in the evening, and they'd decided to spend a few hours
chilling out in the room to watch the sunset and do a little serious
drinking before hitting some of the nightspots later - and hopefully
finding some interesting partners for some extra "in-depth" R and R.

Face had to admit, they made an impressive pair together, a sure fire hit
with the women, what with Murdock's wacky charm and his own polished
looks and manners. Face couldn't help but admire how good Murdock looked
in his uniform, and Face knew he looked good, too. He always was proud
of his appearance and knew how it was sometimes his best weapon - but it
could also be his worst enemy. With women, he often wondered if they
ever cared for him for anything other than his appearance. And with
men...his looks often made him an easy target for jealousy and suspicion,
or occasionally unwanted advances.

Murdock was one of the few people Face felt completely comfortable
around; despite his being the one to give Peck the nickname of "the
Faceman", he seemed to be one of the few people to ever get past his
looks and really want to get to know the person behind them. That was
why Face had wanted to spend this holiday with Murdock...among other
reasons.

Conversation ran the usual gamut as they sat back, pleasantly physically
exhausted from swimming and full from the delicious meal (of course,
after living on army food and rations for so long, just about any other
food tasted like a gourmet delight in comparison) They made plans for
what to do before they had to go back, talked and gossiped about mutual
friends and crazy stories they'd heard, and speculated on the war and how
much longer it would keep going. After a while, talk started to degrade
to locker-room level, Face detailing some of his better "conquests" in
recent times and back in his earlier days.

Murdock's eyes were wide in disbelief. "I'm just tryin' to picture this
scene - you, and Barbara, and Serenity, and a cucumber ?! Is there
anything you haven't ever tried?" Murdock joked after a particularly
bizarre story, and Face laughed.

"Not much," he admitted. Was that an invitation? he wondered to
himself, looking across at his friend. It wouldn't be the first time
there'd been a little flirtation between them, though it had never gone
beyond that in all the time they'd known each other. Face had never had
any real interest in members of his own sex - considering the amount of
time he'd had to spend since he'd joined the military fighting
unappealing offers off - but there was something about Murdock that drew
his interest, like the proverbial moth to the flame. From their earliest
meetings, Face had found it hard sometimes to keep his eyes off the
young, brash pilot whom had become such a fast, good friend - though it
had taken a while for his brain to catch up with his body and realize the
attraction had a sexual undercurrent to it. It had disturbed him at
first, but then he'd noticed something in Murdock's demeanor that seemed
to speak perhaps of a similar interest, though he was nothing if not
incredibly subtle about it.

Sensing that his interest was not unwarranted and perhaps not
unreciprocated had only served to increase Face's curiosity. It was one
of the reasons he'd been eager to have Murdock join him on this
trip...instinct had told him that perhaps if they had some time alone, in
a relaxed atmosphere, they might become a little less vague with their
intentions.

Face decided this was perhaps a good chance to test the waters a bit, so
to speak. He felt a little daring as the brandy slightly dulled his
apprehensions. "I've never been with a guy before," he admitted
smoothly, as if it was no big deal. Still, his pulse quickened after
speaking, and he reached down for his glass to finish off his shot.

"Really? You must have had plenty of offers by now," Murdock replied
nonchalantly.

Face shrugged. "Yeah. But I wasn't interested, and made that pretty
clear."

"Not interested in the idea, or just the particular invitations?" Murdock
pressed.

Face smiled lightly to himself, sensing that his instincts had indeed
been right, and looked to Murdock. "I guess I'd try anything once...with
the right person." He held Murdock's gaze just slightly longer than
"appropriate", and Murdock didn't turn away.

"If you have an open mind about things, it can be...pretty interesting,"
Murdock suggested.

"You're speaking from experience, I gather?"

"Some," Murdock answered. "Does that bother you? Change what you think
of me?"

"Absolutely not," Face answered, pausing slightly as he decided exactly
how to say what he wanted to say next. "Would it change what you think
of me if I said I...might be interested...in learning a few things from
you, about what it's like?"

Murdock's eyes held Face's for a long moment, as Face held his breath.
Then Murdock smiled, and got up from the chair where he sat and walked
over towards him. Kneeling before Face, he reached up to stoke his cheek
gently with his hand. "Actually, it was just what I was hoping you'd
say."

Face trembled, growing nervous now, as Murdock studied his reactions. He
hadn't expected things to move so fast...but he wasn't exactly adverse to
what was happening, either. Murdock's other hand moved up Face's leg,
and he licked his lips as his hand moved towards his groin. "I've
wondered if I ever make you hard, the way you make me hard," Murdock said
softly, letting his hand slide against Face's cock, and Face gasped.
"Mmm..." Murdock purred, his other hand leaving Face's cheek so that he
could unbuckle Face's pants, then unzip them. Face arched back, totally
in shock at his friend's boldness, the way he seemed to know exactly what
he wanted - and what Face wanted as well. Face lifted his ass slightly
as Murdock continued to remove his pants, then quickly his shorts. With
Murdock's hand now stroking his bare cock, it rose to full arousal
quickly, a fact which seemed to please Murdock greatly.

"Real nice, Faceman, real nice." Murdock leaned in and kissed tip of it,
then lifted it gently, licking it slowly, up and down. "You like that?"
Murdock asked, liquid brown eyes gazing up into Face's blue ones.

"Mm hmm..." Face sighed, not believing he was sitting there, pants around
his ankles, Murdock between his legs. After teasing him a little longer,
Murdock opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around Face's organ,
then started sucking it, slowly, agonizingly...Face arched back in
pleasure, his hands reaching for Murdock, running through his hair. He
thrusted into Murdock's mouth, pushing himself inside as deep as he could
go. He came fast and hard, amazed at how worked up he'd become - and at
how skillful Murdock was at pleasuring him.

Obviously satisfied at having gotten such a reaction from Face, Murdock
slid up onto the sofa, taking another shot of brandy before turning
Face's head towards him with his hand. "Not bad, huh?"

"You don't waste any time, that's for sure," Face remarked, breathing in
deep, just starting to come down slightly. He let his hand settle
against Murdock's upper thigh, wondering if he could do anywhere near as
good a job satisfying his obviously more experienced friend. "Like I
said, I've never done anything like this before..." he said, suddenly
feeling a little apprehensive.

"Don't worry...I get the feelin' you'll be a real quick learner."
Murdock answered, then pulled Face to him for a kiss. Their lips touched
and Face shivered with an aftershock of pleasure. Murdock's mouth was
warm, so inviting, the taste an exotic blend of sharp alcohol and his own
salty cum. He wanted to know how the rest of Murdock's body would taste,
and his hand slid up between Murdock's legs, feeling the firmness there
awaiting his attention.

"I want to see you naked," Face whispered, suddenly wanting to get rid of
what remained of his own clothing.


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