Before the sun had set the following evening, the team found themselves
settling in a small mountain community in northern California. The evening
air was just beginning to cool from the scorching heat the sun had radiated
across the land earlier that day. The light breeze that drifted around
them added it's cooling fingers as the sun began to dip below the highest
peak in the distance.
Hannibal stretched his arms out to the side as he looked around himself. Now this is the kind of place you fall in love, he thought with a smile. Or fall in love all over again.
His gaze instantly fell on the youngest member of the team. His smile softened and his breath caught as he looked over his lover. Face was standing in the orange glow of the sunset, his hair just a touch out of place, his blue jeans tugging gently at his great ass, his greenish-blue flannel shirt bringing out the color in those chameleon eyes. His golden tanned chest peaked out where the top two buttons were not fastened and his ensemble was completed with the brown cowboy boots he wore on his feet. His eyes were directed over Hannibal's shoulder at the distant horizon where they could hear horses play. Hannibal knew that it was in places like this that Face really felt at home. A place he always envisioned while growing up in the cruelty of a big and careless world, a place that he could someday call home. Even if it was only in a dream. Watching his lover gaze at the beauty of the mountain home and the land that surrounded it, Hannibal knew that someday he wanted to make Face's dream come true.
Hannibal smiled as their eyes met. He saw the serenity behind his lover's eyes and felt his heart swell with joy. Face gave him a warm smile before they set about unloading their gear from the van and Hannibal gave their orders for their upcoming tasks
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So you want me to lead her on." Face stated again as he stood in front of his Colonel in the living room of the guesthouse the team would be sharing.
"I want you to do what it takes to piss these men off enough to screw up."
"So what exactly do you want me to do Hannibal? Take her to dinner? Buy her flowers? Kiss her? Screw her? Make her feel like she's the only woman in the world and then let her fall back to earth at 195mph when this case is done?"
Hannibal pinched the bridge of his nose. The kid could be so stubborn sometimes. Especially when it came to their relationship and the necessity of sometimes having to keep up the appearance that their handsome Lieutenant was 100% straight and completely available. Yet when he finally stepped into the persona, he did it without flaw. Hannibal had to admit, even sometimes he was fooled . and maybe even a bit jealous.
"Yes dinner would be nice Face. Flowers a great touch. Kissing makes them jealous. Screwing her . we'll talk. And I'm not asking you to drop her out of a plane Face, just date her."
"And when it's all over?"
Hannibal sighed again. "She'd be a complete moron to think that she could have a long term relationship with a felon Face. I don't think she's that clueless."
Face studied his Colonel. "Is this an order?"
"Do I need to make it one?"
"It would make me feel a bit better for cheating on you, yes."
"Fine then Face, it's an order. But it's not cheating."
"How isn't it?"
"Damn kid you exasperate me, you know that?"
"So I've been told."
Hannibal had to smile at that. He shook his head and took Face's hands in his own and sat him down on the couch. "Look Kid, to me it's not cheating. You're doing what's necessary for the job. Just like you 'acquire' things for the job. Don't you see?"
It was Face's turn to sigh. "Yeah, I understand what you're saying Hannibal, but it doesn't mean I like it."
"Do you like to steal?"
Face shot Hannibal a dirty look. "I do not steal," he said indignantly.
"Yeah I know, you scam, you acquire, you break and enter, you borrow." Another dirty look. "But Temp I know you love me. I'm not worried about that. So don't you."
Face could only nod. He didn't really like doing this, but he knew Hannibal was right. Making a pass at Cyndi Dugan was probably the best and fastest way to get to the men behind this mess. And as long as Hannibal was okay with it, why should he feel any different about it?
Hannibal smiled and lowered his mouth to taste the delicate lips of his lover. Face groaned as Hannibal's tongue pressed gently inside and explored the cavity of his mouth. When Hannibal stopped he moaned at the cessation of pleasure.
"Just remember you're mine." Hannibal growled possessively in his ear.
"Forever," Face promised.
Hannibal stretched his arms out to the side as he looked around himself. Now this is the kind of place you fall in love, he thought with a smile. Or fall in love all over again.
His gaze instantly fell on the youngest member of the team. His smile softened and his breath caught as he looked over his lover. Face was standing in the orange glow of the sunset, his hair just a touch out of place, his blue jeans tugging gently at his great ass, his greenish-blue flannel shirt bringing out the color in those chameleon eyes. His golden tanned chest peaked out where the top two buttons were not fastened and his ensemble was completed with the brown cowboy boots he wore on his feet. His eyes were directed over Hannibal's shoulder at the distant horizon where they could hear horses play. Hannibal knew that it was in places like this that Face really felt at home. A place he always envisioned while growing up in the cruelty of a big and careless world, a place that he could someday call home. Even if it was only in a dream. Watching his lover gaze at the beauty of the mountain home and the land that surrounded it, Hannibal knew that someday he wanted to make Face's dream come true.
Hannibal smiled as their eyes met. He saw the serenity behind his lover's eyes and felt his heart swell with joy. Face gave him a warm smile before they set about unloading their gear from the van and Hannibal gave their orders for their upcoming tasks
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So you want me to lead her on." Face stated again as he stood in front of his Colonel in the living room of the guesthouse the team would be sharing.
"I want you to do what it takes to piss these men off enough to screw up."
"So what exactly do you want me to do Hannibal? Take her to dinner? Buy her flowers? Kiss her? Screw her? Make her feel like she's the only woman in the world and then let her fall back to earth at 195mph when this case is done?"
Hannibal pinched the bridge of his nose. The kid could be so stubborn sometimes. Especially when it came to their relationship and the necessity of sometimes having to keep up the appearance that their handsome Lieutenant was 100% straight and completely available. Yet when he finally stepped into the persona, he did it without flaw. Hannibal had to admit, even sometimes he was fooled . and maybe even a bit jealous.
"Yes dinner would be nice Face. Flowers a great touch. Kissing makes them jealous. Screwing her . we'll talk. And I'm not asking you to drop her out of a plane Face, just date her."
"And when it's all over?"
Hannibal sighed again. "She'd be a complete moron to think that she could have a long term relationship with a felon Face. I don't think she's that clueless."
Face studied his Colonel. "Is this an order?"
"Do I need to make it one?"
"It would make me feel a bit better for cheating on you, yes."
"Fine then Face, it's an order. But it's not cheating."
"How isn't it?"
"Damn kid you exasperate me, you know that?"
"So I've been told."
Hannibal had to smile at that. He shook his head and took Face's hands in his own and sat him down on the couch. "Look Kid, to me it's not cheating. You're doing what's necessary for the job. Just like you 'acquire' things for the job. Don't you see?"
It was Face's turn to sigh. "Yeah, I understand what you're saying Hannibal, but it doesn't mean I like it."
"Do you like to steal?"
Face shot Hannibal a dirty look. "I do not steal," he said indignantly.
"Yeah I know, you scam, you acquire, you break and enter, you borrow." Another dirty look. "But Temp I know you love me. I'm not worried about that. So don't you."
Face could only nod. He didn't really like doing this, but he knew Hannibal was right. Making a pass at Cyndi Dugan was probably the best and fastest way to get to the men behind this mess. And as long as Hannibal was okay with it, why should he feel any different about it?
Hannibal smiled and lowered his mouth to taste the delicate lips of his lover. Face groaned as Hannibal's tongue pressed gently inside and explored the cavity of his mouth. When Hannibal stopped he moaned at the cessation of pleasure.
"Just remember you're mine." Hannibal growled possessively in his ear.
"Forever," Face promised.