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Hawkeye rushed over to Claudia's as fast as he could and it was not only because it was too cold to be wandering around in his robe. The camp was quiet now, with everyone trying to get some rest in before the next endless OR session. On his way to Claudia's tent, Hawkeye met just Ferret Face. His unnaturally red cheek suggested he was again harassing a certain Major whose patience finally ran out.

But Hawkeye didn't have time to get distracted. Now that he knew his time with Claudia might be limited, their stolen moments seemed so much precious. Anytime there could be an announcement of wounded.

Slipping inside the warm tent, he laid his eyes on Claudia. She was already dressed in her robe, obviously ready for bed. Her long red hair cascaded down her shoulders in curls, now out of the usual braid. Hawkeye watched her lock the door while they exchanged hellos.

The idea of being alone with her wasn't appealing just for the obvious reason. He couldn't help but think how everything else was pointless now. This is exactly why he decided to study medicine. He wanted to fight for people who were at their most vulnerable and desperate. He wanted to be the hero who saved lives. And despite his best intentions he was just repairing human beings to the point where they could be sent to the slaughter again.

While he wasn't able to fully process Claudia's fate, he felt the repercussions of what was said to him. There was a certain sense of hopelessness that filled his waking hours, and sometimes even his dreams.

He was in shock, no doubt about it. A lot of things suddenly made sense and he couldn't believe he missed the signs. Claudia not wanting to go to the conference and all the sudden bed rests… He felt so stupid for not suspecting anything. He was usually the most informed person in camp, after Radar, of course, pulling all the strings behind the curtain and orchestrating clever plans.

He felt like a failure. He should have tried harder to get closer to her. Maybe she would have told him sooner and maybe… He sighed loudly. Torturing oneself wouldn't accomplish anything and it wouldn't help Claudia either. And since she was so strong, he obviously shouldn't drag her down.

Finally waking up from his contemplation, he turned his attention to the woman closely studying his face. It must have shown what he was thinking about, because there was unbelievable tenderness in her eyes as she closed the gap between them. She slid her hands around his waist with such a fervor the belt of his robe got undone, making it possible for her to snuggle up even closer.

He slowly inhaled the familiar perfume, hugging her body tight. Claudia in response pressed her head into the crook of his neck. It felt right to be so close to each other. Hawkeye let out a satisfied sigh, feeling the tension leaving his body. He kissed the top of her head a few times before she turned to him and offered her lips.

It wasn't a tender kiss, it was fierce and demanding, reflective of the past few days they had and the insecure future. She was pressing her body against his the whole time they kissed, stroking his back lightly. They have kissed many times before, but it rarely felt so intimate. It was like the painful reality disappeared and the two of them was the only thing left.

Hawkeye moaned into the kiss and pulled back a little. Looking straight into her eyes, he raised his hand and slowly caressed her cheek. Her smile caused his heart to jump. She had the most beautiful smile. It made him forget the war and everything. And the way she looked at him suggested the feeling was at least partially mutual.

Claudia initiated another kissing session, licking his lips softly until he opened them. As she deepened the kiss, Hawkeye took off her robe, revealing her new lacy nightgown. She looked gorgeous in it! He stopped kissing her, just openly staring as his pulse sped up. The dark blue material hugged her body tight, but still left something to his vivid imagination, making her even more irresistible.

Hawkeye leaned forward again and covered her lips with his. With his fingers in her hair, their bodies were clinging to each other furiously. Claudia tilted her head to allow Hawkeye's lips better access. He planted soft kisses along her jawline, then slowly teased the sensitive skin on her neck. He could feel how rapid her pulse was when he pressed a kiss against her jugular vein. Continuing downwards, he kept nibbling on any skin he could reach, until he encountered the soft swell of her breasts.

Claudia closed her eyes and allowed herself to just concentrate on Hawkeye's touch. Little whimpers were escaping her lips as his hands slipped under the nightie and began working on her chest. She moaned his name, the sensations overwhelming her. Claudia could feel heat spreading through her body, her breathing ragged. He slowly led her to the bed, pushing her to sit down on it. Hawkeye sat down next to her, affectionately caressing Claudia's thigh.

"Hmmm…" Claudia purred. "Will you finally take some of your clothes off, pretty boy?"

Hawkeye smiled and proceeded to undress, not taking his eyes off Claudia.

Her whole body was trembling like a leaf in strong wind as she laid down. She let her own hands wander along her body, her eyes glued to the masculine figure in front of her. He licked his lips and lied down next to her, covering her lips again with his.

Almost right away she could feel his hands under her nightgown teasing her slowly. With a quick tug she discarded the last barrier between them. Their bodies collided with infinite passion and the tent was suddenly filled with barely repressed moans and groans. Finally she could feel him, and so she couldn't care less about staying quiet. He was pretty loud as well, his whimpers interrupted only by kisses.

She wrapped her legs around his waist in effort to bring him even closer. Everything she did was so sexy, he just couldn't help himself! His body felt like exploding so soon he was embarrassed. Her body felt too wonderful all tangled up with his, her soft skin pressing against him.

"Haaaawkeyyyye." She whispered slowly. Her body kept twitching and jerking as she struggled to breathe.

He was familiar with her enough to know she was close. He sped up his movement, desperate to make her scream his name. He always loved watching her face in that moment of bliss just before she finished. He was inexplicably proud of himself every time he made her feel good.

But in contrast to all the other women in his life, it wasn't just his ego. It was the deep connection he shared with Claudia by now. He knew her body so well. He'd been with Carlye for lot longer than he'd even known Claudia, but still - somehow Claudia got under his skin very effortlessly.

However, this was the first time Claudia kept her eyes opened at the crucial moment and it caught Hawkeye off guard. He held his breath for a few seconds, because it felt like the time has just stopped. Her whole frame was trembling as she groped his broad shoulders hovering just above her. She clung to him as tight as she could, heat radiating off her body in waves and making Hawkeye dizzy. Before he knew what his body was doing, his thrusts became rougher and more frantic.

She lunged for his lips, swaying her hips back and forth to meet his movement. He didn't last long under the onslaught of pleasure and came apart quickly, collapsing on top of her afterwards.

He shifted a little, so she didn't have to bear all his weight, and pulled the blanket over their joint bodies. They were both panting heavily, but after a few kisses, the exhaustion caught up with them and they drifted to sleep.