Title: Come Home, Chuck
Characters/Pairings: Chuck, Mike, Established Muck
Words: 655
Summary: Chuck is out on a mission and Mike is freaking out.
Warnings/Promises: Mild descriptions of Muck
A/N: not beta read
Dedication: For my Xiddo Cloudlestorm and my Darling Narusaru
Come Home, Chuck
Mike pressed a finger to the sides of his head, pushing them against his temples in an attempt to alleviate the pounding growing inside as a headache formed. He was under more stress than usual but his body didn't seem to be up to helping him fight. Instead it appeared as though it wanted to battle with him too. Mike wasn't going to give in, at least until his Chuckles was safely back in Motorcity.
Chuck, come home safe. Just come back to me, Mike silently repeated as he does several times a day. The blond hacker had gone off with Julie up to Deluxe City on a reconnaissance mission. Jules helped Chuck get into the highly secure KaneCo tower and then the rest was up to Chuck.
Mike knew he ought to be concerned for both his Burners, but Julie had proven time and time again that she could come and go between Deluxe City and Motorcity with relative ease. Chuck on the other hand…Chuck hadn't been up top in months, not since they had been trapped and hunted when Kane had docked all the pods into their chargers. Chuck had not handled being up there very well and that was when Mike had been with him, now, now Chuck was up there all alone. Julie had to maintain her cover and she couldn't do that if she was constantly giving Chuck the tour of the Tower.
The thought of Chuck freaking out miles away from him had Mike freaking out. He was well aware that his worry for the tall Burner was started to grate on everyone's nerves. Julie had insisted that he stop calling her every hour asking for updates and only reach her if there was something life threatening happening. Dutch and ROTH had stayed out of Mike's way and busied themselves with complete overhauls on all the vehicles. And flat out ran away in the opposite direction whenever he saw Mike. With effort he made himself close his eyes and breath in and out slowly. He inhaled and exhaled and focused on the memory of their night together before the mission. Chuck lay underneath Mike on their bed, moaning as the brunet planted open mouthed kisses over his chest in a zigzag pattern going down.
"Mike, oh Mikey," Chuck groaned and arched up into Mike's touch.
Mike wanted to devour Chuck and did a pretty damn good job living out that desire. He touch, licked, sucked and kissed every part of Chuck that night before claiming Chuck as his and having Chuck claim as his lover too. He wanted to have Chuck burn his touch inside Mike's body. He demanded that Chuck thrust harder, to go in deeper until Mike couldn't tell where he ended and Chuck began. He wanted to become one with Chuck and he did for as long as they both could handle it because come tomorrow they would be torn about by their duty to Motorcity.
Mike told Chuck he loved him over and over again as they came together many times that night. "Promise me you will be careful," Mike had pleaded as they lie panting after their latest orgasms.
Chuck took Mike's wrist in his hand and pressed a kiss to his rough tan fingertips. "I promise, my Mikey."
Mike let out a low moan. It was a mistake to let Chuck go. I should have gone with him. But Mike knew better. He was public enemy number one in Deluxe City, there was no way Mike could go onto a stealth mission.
Come home, Chuck. Just come back to me. Mike screwed his eyes and exhaled sharply.
"You sleeping on the job, Chilton?" A tired but cheery voice asked.
Mike's head snapped up the sound. "Chuckles?"
"That's Mr. Chuckles to you," the blond joked and opened his arms for the brunet to run into.
"Chuck! You're back!"
"Of course I am. I promised."