Rated M.

If you recognize it, it is not mine.

The following chapter contains references to the episode Hanky Panky (dialogue at the beginning) and Hepatitis.

Last chapter was rated M by accident, sorry to those who were disappointed, by I guess Frank being disgusting could have made it M. I don't honestly know. Anyway, this will be a proper nice chapter rated M, I promise.

Hope you are all okay, please review.

He couldn't help but feel his heart being literally squeezed out of emotions when he was listening to BJ describe how much he adored his wife, kid and his marriage. The distress was radiating from his friend, hitting him hard too.

"I don't like being unfaithful. I'm not lookin' around. I'm lucky to have what I've got." BJ continued.

"You're right. You are lucky." Hawkeye exhaled with difficulty, his eyes a little misty. He hoped BJ wouldn't notice how crazy miserable he was too. This whole conversation was just one huge confirmation that he would love to marry Claudia. Damn it!

"God help me."

"BJ, you stumbled last night. That's all. You were helping somebody and it got out of hand. You made a mistake."

"I sure did."

Hawkeye bowed his head to the floor for a moment, hoping to figure something to say. Then he noticed a half-blank page lying in front of BJ. "What's that?" He said, pointing to it.

"I'm writing Peg about it."

"Wrong …" Hawkeye snatched the paper by ripping it completely out from the notebook and stood up, discarding his drink on the table. "Wrong, wrong! Don't be an idiot. You made one lousy goof and you wanna punish yourself, but don't punish her." Energetically he squished the paper until it crumbled into a little harmless ball. "Do not tell Peg." He bent over and threw it into the stove, still overflowing with emotions so much that he was actually shaking. "Don't tell anybody what you just told me." Straightening out, he stretched a little. His back was bothering him.

After he made BJ take a tweaked marriage vow in order to alleviate some of his guilt, Hawkeye took a few steps to grab a scarf. Then when he vowed to take a vow like this sometime in the future, dark thoughts began to appear in his head. If you ever get the chance. He pushed down the stupid doubts and continued. "But right now, I'm a little late for a very important date. No time to say hello, goodbye. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late." And with that he hurried to meet the woman of his dreams.

He thought Claudia was going to be waiting for him, but he saw her entering her tent just ahead of him. The kiss she greeted him with was among the sweetest they ever shared. Quickly he snaked his arms around her and brought her closer. "God, I missed you." He confessed.

"You saw me this morning." She said, smiling at him.

"Exactly." Hawkeye uttered, dipping his hands under her robe. He could feel her hands in his hair, pressing their lips together.

When they separated, he just stared at her for a moment, not moving.

"Is everything alright?" She said, frowning when she noticed the sudden stillness.

"Yeah, sorry. I was just transfixed…" He planted a quick kiss on her mouth, before taking her robe off. "You're magnificent."

Her cheeks turned red as she kissed him back in response. "And you have too many clothes on, darling."

"Well, I can certainly amend that." His jacket was off before he even finished saying that. Next was his shirt, which also landed on the chair, although it almost fell to the floor.

"Mmm… That's better." Claudia ran her hands over his naked chest down to his waist, whimpering quietly at the sensation.

Hawkeye let out a loud yelp when she pulled on his belt buckle in frustration. "Let me." He said, before undoing it and stripping off his trousers. Then he caught her openly checking him out as he was standing just in his underwear. He received a flirtatious wink as an endearment and it made his heart jump right into his throat.

The small tent was filled with ruffling of clothing and of the sturdy blanket, now and then it was interrupted by a moan. It wasn't long before they were lying on her cot, their bodies entangled, with only a pair of underwear between them. His fingers were pinching at her pointy nipples, each time getting an excited 'ah' out of her.

"You're such a tease." Her annoyed growl melted into a purr.

He leaned forward and caught her lips in a deep scorching kiss, which ended only after he felt her slapping him on the butt. "Woah!" He screamed, looking at her with shock.

"What? You're gonna tease, you have to face the consequences." She laughed, bringing him in for another kiss. She slid her hand up his thigh, planning on getting under his short, but he stopped her by lying on top of her.

Letting out a satisfying groan, she pressed him flushed against her, which cause him to hiss painfully. "Hawk, what is it?"

"I don't know. My back. It suddenly hurts."

Slowly he lifted himself up enough that she could extricate herself from under him. "Alright, let's see what's going on. Stay on your stomach."

Her hands lightly danced on his back, examining him before she leaned in to whisper into his ear. "Everything seemed fine, no injury, no nothing..." Planting two soft kisses on the back of his neck, she stroke his head. "Is it better now?"

"A little." He admitted, but she didn't like the sound of that.

"You should go back to the Swamp to get some sleep." She kept kissing him, slowly tracing his spine, sucking on his skin sometimes.

"No way. I'm not leaving." He turned his head to look at her, but her hand forced him to lay it down on the pillow again.

"Then I'll go. Just rest for one night, Hawkeye."

"Nope. Please, let me stay, Claudia." There was a lot of desperation in his voice.

She wondered what was actually going on, if maybe the back problem was psychosomatic.

"Let's see if you can lie on your back without any difficulties first."

He slowly, inch by inch, turned on his back, and it seemed he was really feeling better. A large smile beamed on his face.

"Alright." She said, kissing him once again. "It might not be serious, but you need to be careful."

"Of course." He replied, raising his hands to take hold of her.

"No, no. Nothing like that." She grabbed his hands and lightly laid them beside his body. "Doctor's orders." She whispered, holding her body just out of reach.

He let out a guttural groan of frustration, but obeyed, focusing on her unbelievably delicious lips only inches above his. His breathing was rapid and his heart must have been breaking records. He was thankful when she moved directly to removing his shorts, because it would really hurt his pride if he'd finish before they actually did anything. Her touch was light, but she quickly pulled the last piece of his clothing down his skinny legs.

Appallingly enough, she then ran her hands up his legs, her eyes piercing him with her hot gaze, but then she changed tactics. Lying on him, she put his head just above his navel, gently kissing his flat stomach. He could feel her hand on him, but she didn't move it, just cupped him lightly. The sensation was so powerful, he just closed his eyes and tried to breathe deeply.

She started moving the fingers of her other hand up and down his thigh, one after another, slowly, without ever touching anything else. What a sweet torture!

"And you call me a tease!" He complained, panting loudly. He wouldn't last long, he couldn't...

She crawled up his body to meet his eyes, yet still not touching him. He raised his hand to bring their lips together, but she stopped him. "Na-ah. Remember what I said. Careful."

"I'll be careful with you."

"I mean with your body. You're too young to have problems with your back, honey. So just lay back." She kissed him on his forehead first, then planted a wet kiss in both his cheeks and as he thought she'd get to his lips, she began kissing his neck.

"Claudia, you're driving me crazy."

"You're so beautiful, Ben." She said, caressing his cheek.

He remembered how she read him the letter from home, when he was in despair over Billy's case. Since then, she occasionally called him by his first name, but she always put a little spin on it. He didn't know how she did it, but the way she pronounced it made him so hot and bothered. Every time!

"You need to hurry, Claudia, or it'll be over soon."

"Sssh… Don't worry about that, just feel." And with that she dove for his lips.

Waves of pleasure flooded his body, emanating from his lips to every part of his body. "But…"

"One more word and we'll stop." She warned him, lapping on his lips again.

He opened his mouth, ready to respond, but the look in her eyes made him stop. Never ever had someone been so strict and demanding with him. But it's true that the sharp pain, shooting from his back straight to his lung, scared him. So he just enjoyed the strokes of her tongue on his lips, as it entered his mouth and touched his tongue, sending butterflies to his stomach. When their lips unlocked he let out a loud moan, and at first it didn't even register with him, that the sound came from him. But it did and his whole body was shaking in anticipation as she leaned in to kiss his chest, lightly stroking it as well and tracing his ribcage with her fingers.

Then, as she headed lower, kissing his lower abdomen, he felt like he was about to explode. Blood was pounding in his ears, his heart beating loud and even the lightest touches from her aroused him even more. He wondered if she was going to do what he thought was her intention, because then it'll take him only a second or two.

Gently, she stroke the insides of his thighs, making him part his legs more so she could lie in between them. He held his breath, waiting for the overwhelming sensation, but it didn't come. Confused, he opened his eyes, looking in her direction. Only then he felt her hand lightly tracing his length.

"God." He bit his lip, hoping she wasn't serious when she said she'd end it after another word from him. He wouldn't be able to take that. He wouldn't have begged by this point. She was still using just her hand, teasing him with her fleeting light touches, but she also watched the most intimate part of his body with interest as it was inch or less away. And she made certain he noticed.

Throwing his head back, he tried to hold on, at least a little bit more, when he felt himself fall into warm wetness. He was pretty sure he moaned in ecstasy then, whimpering her name. Although she was still mostly using her hand, she kept him guessing what was coming next. He was on the edge of insanity.

"Claudia, I'm going to…" He couldn't even finish the sentence, his hands gripping the edge of the cot as if his life depended on it. Another loud moan tore from his lips and his body shivered in anticipation of release. "Yes, yes…" He kept murmuring, his eyes closed because of the intensity of the moment. He felt the telltale tingling beginning to spread around his body. "Ah!" His voice was full of shock and disappointment as he processed what had just happened. "No!"

He could see her through the haze in his eyes, sitting next to him, shushing. Just like that, she stopped everything she was doing just a moment before he finished. He looked at her with hurt in his eyes.

"Wh-…"

Her lips didn't wait for his question, they pressed against his greedily and suddenly he was almost as excited as few seconds before. Whatever game she was playing, his heart wouldn't be able to take much more.

Straddling his lap, she pressed him into the cot, grinding against him. He cried out at the contact, feeling that only her thin panties were separating him. She leaned forward to catch his lips again, smiling when he moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth even more for her.

"Claudia…" He said, desperately. He couldn't wait any longer, he needed her now. He needed to feel her warm soft body, to make sure she was still with him. That she was okay.

She grabbed a condom, so they wouldn't have to rush to a shower tonight and on the way got rid of her underwear. She noticed his eyes were half-closed and so she pressed a kiss to his cheek to see how he'd respond.

He looked at her, his eyes wide and big, enjoying her touches.

So he was alright. She straddled him again, this time they were skin on skin. Still she just sat on his lap, letting him feel her. Running her hands possessively over his body, she was rewarded with another needy sob from his lips. Giggling, she leaned over to kiss him and then straightened her back.

It felt life-affirming when she finally made the last step, slowly taking him in. To finally feel her around him, hearing her whimper softly at the sensation of him stretching her, was amazing. She was oh so ready for him, and he almost didn't touch her. Their bodies joined flawlessly, like they were each other's missing pieces.

She kept a quick relentless pace and he wondered if she was still testing him how long he'd last or if she just needed it so much too. But his head was too fogged up with lust to properly think about anything right now.