Pairing/Characters: Liebgott/Webster
Rated: M to be safe
Disclaimer: I don't own this. HBO does. I don't know the veterans, which is ok because this isn't based on them. Just the (hawt) actors. Thanks.
Other information: Because I'm not the only one who has a slight fascination with Liebgott's scar and the pleasure it can bring…
The Scar
When I was young it seemed that life was so wonderful
A miracle
Oh, it was beautiful, magical.
It was only a small mark where the bullet had caught him, leaving the coin shaped scar on his neck. Nothing special, yet Webster was fascinated by it. During sex, he'd stroke it softly with his thumb, pretty face screwed up as Liebgott pounded into him.
Sometimes, if he was fucking Joe, he'd lean forward to nibble it or kiss it.
Sometimes, he didn't even realize he was doing it.
Joe didn't seem to mind. He'd just let Web get on with it.
'Your scar,' Webster murmured in a throaty whisper, after sex on night. The two were sprawled on a double bed in some house in Germany, bodies naked and shining with sex and sweat.
'What about it?' Liebgott replied. Webster was quiet for a moment.
'I like it,' he summed up. Liebgott frowned, but shut his eyes.
'That's great,' he said, sounding like he really didn't give a crap. Because he really didn't give a crap. Webster rolled onto his side, reaching out to touch it. He noticed Joe shiver lightly and he smiled. Leaning forward, he kissed it, before allowing his lips to cross his jaw. He shifted down, placing a trail of small kisses down his chest, abdomen, inner thighs.
Liebgott shifted in expectation, hand shooting down to grip Webster's hair as he took Joe in his mouth.