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Unwind	By : Aja Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Boondock Saints, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Pairing: Greenly/Murphy, Greenly's POV.

Rating: R

Summary: You've shown up every night this week.

Note: Yes, Greenly/Murphy. Come on, the guy's cute. He needs some loving. Don't throw eggs at me, pleeeease.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Troy Duffy does. I'm just borrowing them to create sweet, sweet lies. It's fiction, wahey.

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You've shown up every night this week. You got lucky, catching me alone that first time. Lucky that it was a busy time for the night shift. Lucky I was still there. I guess you followed me home. I know I didn't take you, 'cause we both knew it was too soon for anything but your mouth on mine, my hands in your hair and a hesitant desperation to be closer.

Tonight is different. I get home around midnight, expecting you to be waiting for me. In the shadows by my door, like the last six nights. But you're not there. Okay, I think. You're a busy guy sometimes, I guess you and Connor had something to take care of. I think maybe you'll come later, so I don't sleep just yet. Too wound up after a long shift to sleep anyway. Couple beers to get nicely buzzed, hockey highlights on the TV.

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The room's completely dark when I next open my eyes. Which is weird, 'cause I don't remember switching the TV off. Power cut, maybe? No, I can hear the refrigerator humming from here. Piece of crap needs replacing.

Something else, too. "Murphy?"

"Hey." The couch creaks when you sit down beside me. "Didn't want to wake you, y'looked so peaceful." I can just hear the grin in your voice. "Sleepin' like a baby, y'were."

"How long you been here?" I ask, shifting to face you and try to lose the crick in my neck.

"Not long. Were y'waitin' up for me?"

"Huh? Uh, no. I was just... Was a game on." You smile, and yeah. You know I'm lying. I breathe out under the intensity of your gaze. "Yeah, so I'm pathetic."

"I like it," you say. "Kinda nice."

"Murphy..." It's not because I mind the teasing, but I need you. Need the heat of your body against mine. You move easily when I pull you, slide into my lap and into my mouth. I don't know what it is, but you always taste so good. Tonight, though, you're restless. Your hands roam, and my stomach gives this polite sort of lurch along with my hips when your fingers brush my fly. "Shit, shit. Sorry," I find myself saying. We've been so careful about this, not pushing too far. Too soon.

"Are ya now?" You curl your fingers, pushing down in a stroke that has me arching. Oh, yeah, you've had practice. "I don't think so," you say, mouth by my ear.

"What're you doing?" Not that I'm sure I care, as long as you don't stop doing it.

"You need this." You lick roughly at the side of my throat. "Don't fuckin' argue," you tell me, even though I wasn't going to say a word. "An' don't close your eyes."

So I look right at you. And instantly feel something like ice in my spine. Or maybe not ice, maybe more like fire, but it makes me shiver and want you more. I've got this corny 'are you an angel?' line stuck in my head but the only reason I'd say that right now is to hear you laugh. Yeah, I'm aware that's even more corny. I don't fuckin' care. I want to hear you laughing because I'm certain you don't do it enough. Not lately. I've really been staring, haven't I? 'Cause your hand is still now, and your head's tilted to one side in question.

"What?" You're grinning at me, brow raised like you can't quite figure me out. "What're you thinkin' about?"

"You." It's out before I can stop it.

"What about me? I'm right here."

"How do I fix you? Am I supposed to fix you?"

"You know you're crazy, right? I'm not broken, nothin' to fix."

I want to believe you. But I don't. I can see it when I look at you, I knew it when I held you that night. There's something herehere that's shattered, and I think it's up to me now to fit the pieces back together again. "Yeah, I know I'm crazy," is all I say.

"Long as we've got that straight." Your grin gets wider; your hand's back on me, stroking and lifting my shirt. You told me not to close my eyes, so I don't. I watch you. Can really only see the top of your head at the moment, dark hair messy, mouth busy sucking at my neck. Feels fucking good, so I encourage it, hand tightly cupped to the back of your head.

Holy shit... Your nails scrape across my stomach and the sound you make... It makes me want to beg you to just do it. Whatever you're planning next, do it now. But I'm not the begging type. Don't want to speak in case I miss that sound again. You peel the zipper down on my jeans, slide your hand into my shorts. You're slipping away from my throat, making me follow because I refuse to let go of your head. You're... Oh, fuck, you're going down. Going down and looking up, something deeply wicked in your eyes.

"Y'ticklish?" You ask me, blowing on my skin.

It makes me squirm; not just that, but the way you look right now. "Not so much," I say, and you just grin and then, fuck that grin wraps itself around me. Lips, tongue and all. I didn't think anything could shock me any more, but this...

It's scorching, indescribably fucking good. You, on your knees beside me, head bent, mouth voracious and hungry. My jaw's buzzing, I'm not sure how much more I can take of this. I think you want me to let go, want me to lose it, 'cause you lift your eyes to look at me then, slide your mouth right down. And if that ain't the hottest thing I ever saw...

I don't think I rip any of your hair out, but I know my fists clamp down on you when I come, growling, into your mouth. You don't take your eyes off me for the first second, but then your lids are drooping as you concentrate, anchor me to the couch, to you.

Kinda strange when you finally pull away, when I can finally breathe. Strange but... Yeah, nice. The way you taste when you kiss me again. I don't know what to say. 'Thankyou' just doesn't seem to me like it'd cut it. Way, way too soon for 'I love you', and I've never been one to say that during or after sex. Of any kind. I push you back from kissing me. "Murphy, will yaStayStay tonight?"

"Aye, I'll stay."

Good, I think, and then you're kissing me again and I can't really think any more.

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