Kay just a warning this chapter has slight lemon in it.
CH4 AA
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The movie over, you walk hand-in-hand with Medic to the lobby, head on his shoulder. "Movie store?" you ask, looking up at him. He nods, opening your door again when you get to the car. He drives you to the movie store, and you buy the movies while he buys what seems like one of every candy available and some popcorn.
"Ich liebe, meine süβe," he says when you get in the car.
"Someday, I'll have to get a German-English dictionary so I can understand you," you say, blushing lightly.
"When is your birthday?" he asks after a period of silence. You tell him, and he nods, eyes glinting mischeviously.
You get to the base and see Sniper in the doorway smoking with Spy. "C'mon," you say, "Now's our chance." Medic parks the car, opening your door for you yet again. You grumble something about not being an invalid, but he puts his arm around you and you cuddle up next to him, kissing his jaw. He turns you to face him and kisses you more fiercely than he did before, holding you against him. You hug him back, kissing with an equal amount of passion.
A minute later, you crack one eye open to see Sniper standing there, mouth open, smoldering cigarette forgotten on the ground, and Spy grinning, holding out a hand, presumably to collect on some bet. "Ich liebe," Medic says again, picking you up and carrying you, bridal style, to your quarters.
You get there and he lies you gently on the bed, asking which movie you wanted to watch first. You pick Psycho, and he puts the tape in the player. Ten minutes in, you two are already at it again, movie forgotten. "Ich liebe dich," he moans when you kiss a certain spot on the hollow of where his jaw connects with his neck. You smirk and bit down lightly, kissing it again, then sucking on it.
"Ich werde nie gehen lassen," you say, remembering his words from the previous night, taking off his suit coat. He shivers and kisses you again, less hungry than before, but no less passionate. He lays you down and lies beside you, miraculously without breaking the kiss. He trails kisses from your mouth to your jaw to your neck, taking off your jacket and shirt to reach your collarbone.
"No fair," you jokingly whine, not really minding. If he gets to see me half naked, he'd better strip too, dammit, you think. You hastily remove his vest and shirt, then kiss his sensitive spot again, taking pleasure in the violent shudder that is accompanied by a guttural groan. You kiss down his collarbone, trailing feather-light kisses along his scars.
"Do you mind?" he asks, reluctantly pulling away from you.
Way to kill the moment, you grumble mentally, but instead say, "Mind what?"
"This," he says, "Us, my age, we are about to make love if this goes where I think it is going-"
"Medic," you huff, cutting him off. You put your hands on his shoulders, resting your forehead against his.
"Y-yes?"
"Shut up," you tell him, kissing him to ensure that he does not disobey. The kiss deepens and becomes more heated. You pull at his belt, then tug off his pants, leaving him in Superman boxers. You raise an eyebrow, and he blushes. He skillfully reaches behind you and unclasps your bra, then kisses you again.
"Du bist schon. Ich will dich fur immer lieben," he says, kissing your neck.
"Medic!" calls a muffled British-accented voice. Medic groans and rises, making no attempt to redress or hide his irritation before stomping out to the hallway. You wrap your jacket around you and follow him cautiously. You didn't think there was a Brit on your team…
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Ich liebe, meine süβe: I love you, my sweet.
Ich werde nie gehen lassen: I'll never let you go
Du bist schon. Ich will dich fur immer lieben: You are beautiful. I want to love you forever.