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deloritaTitle: Speed dating with a surprise turn
Pairing: HBAMF
Rating: light R
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ateam_prompts “Murdock's feeling kinda left out ever since Boss, Face and BA all hooked up together. So - thinking he's not good enough for them - he goes speed dating. This turns out to be the best idea he's ever had - since the man he goes home with is actually Hannibal in disguise. The other three had been waiting and planning the right moment to ask James to join them in their big snuggly bed and realise in horror that they've left it a bit too late. So they go after him, and bring him back where he belongs.”
http://ateam-prompts.livejournal.com/11355.html?thread=8934491#t8934491
Thanks for the fast beta go to my dear friend![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
karenjd
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Murdock was happy. Well, as happy as he could be after finding out his three team mates had bonded together as lovers behind his back and he was left all on his own. But that was over now. He’d found himself a partner.
Maybe.
Hopefully.
His third speed dating round had actually been fun. Finally, there had been a man there who’d piqued his interest.
That man was now riding with him in the taxi. They sat side by side, thighs almost touching, throwing hesitant glances at each other. Murdock had been drawn to the guy because he was as tall as Hannibal and had almost the same crooked nose. His voice was similar too, but he had wonderful brown eyes (almost like Bosco’s), and shoulder length dark hair. So not the military type. He also had big hands, and Murdock had already started to imagine what those hands could do to him when the cab stopped.
“But that’s my address…” Murdock looked out of the window confused. He was sure he didn’t tell the driver to take him home.
“Please get out, sweet James.” The tall man had stepped out of the car and walked around it, opened up the door and held out his hand to pull the pilot up. “This is the right address. You’ll see.” He threw some bills on the passenger seat for the cab fare.
“But…”
“No ‘but’. Come on.” A strong arm guided him up the few steps. Then the man took out a key and opened the door.
Murdock gaped at him, eyes wide. “Are you? How can you? Did you steal my key?”
“No.” A hot, moist breath ghosted across his ear in the darkness. The door slammed shut behind them, and Murdock fumbled for the light switch when those big hands took both of his, and he was pulled tightly against a very firm chest, felt a strong heart beat beneath his ear, felt lips in his hair.
Those lips made their way down his temple, gentle and chaste, across his eyebrows, his eyelids, over his nose, kissing the tip.
Murdock sighed so deeply, a shudder rippled through his body. He really couldn’t believe his luck. But a little voice started nagging in the back of his head and he tried to wriggle free, whispering under his breath, “Shouldn’t, shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit …a bit better before we start…start this?”
“There’s no need for that,” the man murmured oddly familiar against his lips, took his face in both big hands and started to devour him without warning. A very lascivious kiss. Deep, demanding, searching. At first Murdock was too puzzled to respond, but that tongue was so wonderfully insisting, he just couldn’t resist. Especially not those powerful hands that were now pressing him against the other man in a full body hug.
Erections bumped. “HHHmmm...” Murdock switched off the interrupting, worried thoughts and decided to go with the flow. He hadn’t had sex in God knows how long. He grabbed the other man’s strong shoulders, intensifying the kiss by trying to take control, moving up his hands into that hot man’s hair, messing it up, loving the length of it, caressing and stroking
...and suddenly pulling the whole thing off in his hand.
He jumped back, yelled, a high pitched shocked sound, suddenly remembered where the light switch was and instantly flicked it on.
Three pairs of eyes were staring at him. Two very familiar, and one…
Hannibal removed the dark contact lenses.
“Bossman???” Murdock’s shocked reaction had him climbing onto the back of the sofa, feeling the odd need to be taller than all of them.
“F…Facey? B…Bosco?”
There was an awkward silence for only few seconds, because Face suddenly yelled, “SURPRISE!”, grabbed the stunned pilot around the waist and pulled him from his high perch, tackling him down onto the cushions, sprawling him on his back. Face leaned over him on his hands and knees, Murdock staring up at him as wide eyed as he could. His mouth moved silently but the words refused to want to come out.
“You do want this, Buddy?” Face asked, his voice nervous and unsure. “I mean the three of us…like…like this?”
BA’s face appeared above him now too, upside down, the big guy standing behind Murdock’s head. “You better do, fool…we gonna make you feel really good, crazy,” he said, his hands massaging Murdock’s shoulders.
“B…Bosco? B..B…Bossman?” Murdock turned his head from side to side, looking for Hannibal, thinking all of this was just one of his wild fantasies.
“We want you with us, James. We just didn’t know you’d be interested…” Hannibal’s deep, husky voice came from the other end of the sofa. Big hands were sliding Murdock’s shoes off and slowly onto his feet, starting to massage there as well.
“Holy Sh…” Murdock looked from one team mate to the other. But it wasn’t the eyes of soldiers that were looking back at him, nor his buddies. They were the eyes of lovers. Murdock couldn’t believe that there were feelings there he’d never noticed before. Love was shining onto him from three very different sets of eyes.
“Facey, you…you really gonna…gonna…?”
“Yeah, I’m going to kiss you. Right now.” And he did. Hard. Wild. Taking the pilot’s breath away within moments. Murdock grabbed his friend’s curls, certain that he wouldn’t end up with a wig in his hands again.
When they had to break for air, Face grinned wickedly at him, and Murdock could only stammer, “But…but how, when…why…?”
“Shut up, fool. My turn.” BA awkwardly bent down, demanding his very first kiss with the pilot as well.
“How: We needed to be sure you really wanted to be in this particular boat with us,” Face explained, biting the pilot’s earlobe, his hands roaming all over the pilot’s chest.
“When.” Hannibal knelt beside them on the floor now, stroking both Face’s and Murdock’s thighs in turn. “Well, we were a little late in discovering you were interested…”
Murdock made a strange noise at that statement, pulling free of the all consuming kiss, but holding BA’s cheek close against his anyway. “Why didn’t ya just ask? Very open minded pilot here, ya know?”
“That would have been too easy, HM.” Face started to unbutton the pilot’s shirt. “You know how much Hannibal loves it when a plan of his comes together.”
“And it did very nicely,” Hannibal grinned, winked at Murdock and added, “You remember the first speed dating round?”
Murdock suddenly looked very intense, so much so, that the other two stopped their ministrations and looked at him expectantly.
“That tall blonde stewardess, waist long hair, tight dress, big boobs…Hannibal!” Murdock started giggling and Face and BA couldn’t help but join in.
“Well,” Hannibal continued Face’s job of unbuttoning the captain’s shirt. “Since you didn’t have eyes for her but rather for the quarter back that almost looked like BA, I knew what we had to do…”
Face’s hands had moved towards Murdock’s belt and ever so slowly opened it up, while BA stroked Murdock’s hair. A tender gesture the pilot never would have expected from the big guy.
“You should have seen him dress up, baby!” Face was about to open up Murdock’s jeans when the pilot’s cold hands stopped him mid move.
“Facey?”
“Hm?”
“Bossman?”
“Yes?”
“Bosco?”
“What?”
“I’m not dreaming am I? My crazy mind isn’t playing tricks on me right now?” unsure eyes darted from one of his friends to the other. “Because I better don’t…” An odd sound that sounded strangely like a sob interrupted the pilot’s words.
“No you don’t,” Face whispered, climbed off his friend and nodded to Hannibal. The colonel picked Murdock up from the sofa as though he was as light as a feather. BA then switched the light off while Face rummaged about in the kitchen space.
Murdock blinked several times as the boss carried him across the hall and laid him carefully in the middle of their big, snugly bed, bent over him and kissed him warmly and lovingly until someone cleared their throats behind them.
Face and BA held out glasses of what looked like champagne towards them and climbed on the bed. Murdock struggled to sit up and took his from the lieutenant, hand shaking.
“Welcome home, buddy.” Face’s voice had such a warm sound to it that Murdock just wanted to crawl all over him and snuggle up with him like a cat.
“First date, Murdock.” BA didn’t sound like his usual teasing self either.
Hannibal just looked at the pilot and lifted his glass in a toast, “James.”
Murdock blinked several times, trying to stop the tears but they just kept on coming, running out of the corners of his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered softly.
Face, being the most impatient, then put his glass aside and started to lick the wetness off Murdock’s cheeks. His hands finally pulling the already open shirt away from the pilot’s slender frame.
“So this is…this is…”
“No speaking, fool.” BA pushed their new lover gently down onto the bed. “We gonna show ya what this is.”
Hannibal pulled the pilot’s jeans off and stroked his strong hands up his captain’s legs.
“Tell us what you want, James,” he asked, his voice a caress.
“I w…I want…oh God…I want everything you three want to give me.” And he arched up into the exquisite touch of three pairs of hands, of mobile tongues and lips.
Murdock’s own fingers reached for the different shaped bodies in turn, exploring, kneading, loving the feel of hard muscle all around him. All the while he was kissed by a different mouth, learning, enjoying. And within moments he’d reached his first orgasm while three wonderfully wet tongues lavished attention on his shaft –which had never been that hard before in his life.
This certainly was where he belonged, and Murdock wouldn’t want to have it any other way.
And his team mates agreed.
F I N
Pairing: HBAMF
Rating: light R
A/N: Written for
ateam_prompts “Murdock's feeling kinda left out ever since Boss, Face and BA all hooked up together. So - thinking he's not good enough for them - he goes speed dating. This turns out to be the best idea he's ever had - since the man he goes home with is actually Hannibal in disguise. The other three had been waiting and planning the right moment to ask James to join them in their big snuggly bed and realise in horror that they've left it a bit too late. So they go after him, and bring him back where he belongs.”http://ateam-prompts.livejournal.com/11355.html?thread=8934491#t8934491
Thanks for the fast beta go to my dear friend
karenjd+++
Murdock was happy. Well, as happy as he could be after finding out his three team mates had bonded together as lovers behind his back and he was left all on his own. But that was over now. He’d found himself a partner.
Maybe.
Hopefully.
His third speed dating round had actually been fun. Finally, there had been a man there who’d piqued his interest.
That man was now riding with him in the taxi. They sat side by side, thighs almost touching, throwing hesitant glances at each other. Murdock had been drawn to the guy because he was as tall as Hannibal and had almost the same crooked nose. His voice was similar too, but he had wonderful brown eyes (almost like Bosco’s), and shoulder length dark hair. So not the military type. He also had big hands, and Murdock had already started to imagine what those hands could do to him when the cab stopped.
“But that’s my address…” Murdock looked out of the window confused. He was sure he didn’t tell the driver to take him home.
“Please get out, sweet James.” The tall man had stepped out of the car and walked around it, opened up the door and held out his hand to pull the pilot up. “This is the right address. You’ll see.” He threw some bills on the passenger seat for the cab fare.
“But…”
“No ‘but’. Come on.” A strong arm guided him up the few steps. Then the man took out a key and opened the door.
Murdock gaped at him, eyes wide. “Are you? How can you? Did you steal my key?”
“No.” A hot, moist breath ghosted across his ear in the darkness. The door slammed shut behind them, and Murdock fumbled for the light switch when those big hands took both of his, and he was pulled tightly against a very firm chest, felt a strong heart beat beneath his ear, felt lips in his hair.
Those lips made their way down his temple, gentle and chaste, across his eyebrows, his eyelids, over his nose, kissing the tip.
Murdock sighed so deeply, a shudder rippled through his body. He really couldn’t believe his luck. But a little voice started nagging in the back of his head and he tried to wriggle free, whispering under his breath, “Shouldn’t, shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit …a bit better before we start…start this?”
“There’s no need for that,” the man murmured oddly familiar against his lips, took his face in both big hands and started to devour him without warning. A very lascivious kiss. Deep, demanding, searching. At first Murdock was too puzzled to respond, but that tongue was so wonderfully insisting, he just couldn’t resist. Especially not those powerful hands that were now pressing him against the other man in a full body hug.
Erections bumped. “HHHmmm...” Murdock switched off the interrupting, worried thoughts and decided to go with the flow. He hadn’t had sex in God knows how long. He grabbed the other man’s strong shoulders, intensifying the kiss by trying to take control, moving up his hands into that hot man’s hair, messing it up, loving the length of it, caressing and stroking
...and suddenly pulling the whole thing off in his hand.
He jumped back, yelled, a high pitched shocked sound, suddenly remembered where the light switch was and instantly flicked it on.
Three pairs of eyes were staring at him. Two very familiar, and one…
Hannibal removed the dark contact lenses.
“Bossman???” Murdock’s shocked reaction had him climbing onto the back of the sofa, feeling the odd need to be taller than all of them.
“F…Facey? B…Bosco?”
There was an awkward silence for only few seconds, because Face suddenly yelled, “SURPRISE!”, grabbed the stunned pilot around the waist and pulled him from his high perch, tackling him down onto the cushions, sprawling him on his back. Face leaned over him on his hands and knees, Murdock staring up at him as wide eyed as he could. His mouth moved silently but the words refused to want to come out.
“You do want this, Buddy?” Face asked, his voice nervous and unsure. “I mean the three of us…like…like this?”
BA’s face appeared above him now too, upside down, the big guy standing behind Murdock’s head. “You better do, fool…we gonna make you feel really good, crazy,” he said, his hands massaging Murdock’s shoulders.
“B…Bosco? B..B…Bossman?” Murdock turned his head from side to side, looking for Hannibal, thinking all of this was just one of his wild fantasies.
“We want you with us, James. We just didn’t know you’d be interested…” Hannibal’s deep, husky voice came from the other end of the sofa. Big hands were sliding Murdock’s shoes off and slowly onto his feet, starting to massage there as well.
“Holy Sh…” Murdock looked from one team mate to the other. But it wasn’t the eyes of soldiers that were looking back at him, nor his buddies. They were the eyes of lovers. Murdock couldn’t believe that there were feelings there he’d never noticed before. Love was shining onto him from three very different sets of eyes.
“Facey, you…you really gonna…gonna…?”
“Yeah, I’m going to kiss you. Right now.” And he did. Hard. Wild. Taking the pilot’s breath away within moments. Murdock grabbed his friend’s curls, certain that he wouldn’t end up with a wig in his hands again.
When they had to break for air, Face grinned wickedly at him, and Murdock could only stammer, “But…but how, when…why…?”
“Shut up, fool. My turn.” BA awkwardly bent down, demanding his very first kiss with the pilot as well.
“How: We needed to be sure you really wanted to be in this particular boat with us,” Face explained, biting the pilot’s earlobe, his hands roaming all over the pilot’s chest.
“When.” Hannibal knelt beside them on the floor now, stroking both Face’s and Murdock’s thighs in turn. “Well, we were a little late in discovering you were interested…”
Murdock made a strange noise at that statement, pulling free of the all consuming kiss, but holding BA’s cheek close against his anyway. “Why didn’t ya just ask? Very open minded pilot here, ya know?”
“That would have been too easy, HM.” Face started to unbutton the pilot’s shirt. “You know how much Hannibal loves it when a plan of his comes together.”
“And it did very nicely,” Hannibal grinned, winked at Murdock and added, “You remember the first speed dating round?”
Murdock suddenly looked very intense, so much so, that the other two stopped their ministrations and looked at him expectantly.
“That tall blonde stewardess, waist long hair, tight dress, big boobs…Hannibal!” Murdock started giggling and Face and BA couldn’t help but join in.
“Well,” Hannibal continued Face’s job of unbuttoning the captain’s shirt. “Since you didn’t have eyes for her but rather for the quarter back that almost looked like BA, I knew what we had to do…”
Face’s hands had moved towards Murdock’s belt and ever so slowly opened it up, while BA stroked Murdock’s hair. A tender gesture the pilot never would have expected from the big guy.
“You should have seen him dress up, baby!” Face was about to open up Murdock’s jeans when the pilot’s cold hands stopped him mid move.
“Facey?”
“Hm?”
“Bossman?”
“Yes?”
“Bosco?”
“What?”
“I’m not dreaming am I? My crazy mind isn’t playing tricks on me right now?” unsure eyes darted from one of his friends to the other. “Because I better don’t…” An odd sound that sounded strangely like a sob interrupted the pilot’s words.
“No you don’t,” Face whispered, climbed off his friend and nodded to Hannibal. The colonel picked Murdock up from the sofa as though he was as light as a feather. BA then switched the light off while Face rummaged about in the kitchen space.
Murdock blinked several times as the boss carried him across the hall and laid him carefully in the middle of their big, snugly bed, bent over him and kissed him warmly and lovingly until someone cleared their throats behind them.
Face and BA held out glasses of what looked like champagne towards them and climbed on the bed. Murdock struggled to sit up and took his from the lieutenant, hand shaking.
“Welcome home, buddy.” Face’s voice had such a warm sound to it that Murdock just wanted to crawl all over him and snuggle up with him like a cat.
“First date, Murdock.” BA didn’t sound like his usual teasing self either.
Hannibal just looked at the pilot and lifted his glass in a toast, “James.”
Murdock blinked several times, trying to stop the tears but they just kept on coming, running out of the corners of his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered softly.
Face, being the most impatient, then put his glass aside and started to lick the wetness off Murdock’s cheeks. His hands finally pulling the already open shirt away from the pilot’s slender frame.
“So this is…this is…”
“No speaking, fool.” BA pushed their new lover gently down onto the bed. “We gonna show ya what this is.”
Hannibal pulled the pilot’s jeans off and stroked his strong hands up his captain’s legs.
“Tell us what you want, James,” he asked, his voice a caress.
“I w…I want…oh God…I want everything you three want to give me.” And he arched up into the exquisite touch of three pairs of hands, of mobile tongues and lips.
Murdock’s own fingers reached for the different shaped bodies in turn, exploring, kneading, loving the feel of hard muscle all around him. All the while he was kissed by a different mouth, learning, enjoying. And within moments he’d reached his first orgasm while three wonderfully wet tongues lavished attention on his shaft –which had never been that hard before in his life.
This certainly was where he belonged, and Murdock wouldn’t want to have it any other way.
And his team mates agreed.
F I N
