Upstairs in the dark bedroom, the two men quickly undressed and slid into Casey's king-sized bed.

'It's going to be tricky, doing an inspection in the dark,' Chuck said softly, leaning on one elbow as he turned onto his side to face Casey.

The older man slipped an arm under him, wrapping it around his shoulders and pulling him close. 'It doesn't matter.' He stroked Chuck's thigh, settling a hand on his hipbone. 'Besides, I've seen you reassemble a PC blindfold,' he murmured huskily.

Chuck traced patterns in the hair on Casey's chest. 'Mm, I suppose,' he breathed, leaning forward to kiss Casey on the nose then the chin. Casey growled, catching Chuck's mouth with his own in a slow kiss. With the arm that was around Chuck's shoulders, he pulled the young man down until they were pressed together, chest to waist, slim legs tangling. His other hand slid round to cup Chuck's ass, gently kneading the cheek, until Chuck groaned into his mouth.

'So did you mean it?' Casey rasped.

'Hm?' Chuck's eyes fluttered open, a goofy smile plastered across his face.

'What you said earlier. Did you mean it?'

Chuck gazed at Casey, who was just a blur in the darkness, then cleared his throat. 'Yes,' he said, feeling his cheeks heat. 'Yes, I did. I do.' When Casey didn't say anything, he continued. 'I know it's a problem. I shouldn't, you can't...'

'I do.'

'It's... What?' Chuck stared at Casey, blinking. 'You...?'

'Don't make me say it again.' Casey stared fiercely up at Chuck.

'Oh. Oh!' A smile spread across Chuck's face. 'Well, then...' Chuck bent his head and fluttered his lips over Casey's cheeks, covering them with feather-light kisses, until Casey finally turned his head and kissed Chuck back with a grunt of satisfaction.

Holding the young man tightly in his arms, Casey rolled over, covering Chuck entirely. 'I want you,' he said roughly. 'I can wait, but I want all of you.'

Chuck tugged Casey down for another long, heavy kiss. Breaking for air, he leaned upwards, nipping at Casey's jawline. 'I want all of you too,' he murmured in Casey's ear.

In answer, Casey rolled his hips against Chuck's, sucking another love-bite on the young man's neck. Playfully they bit and wrestled until Chuck was pinned to the bed, whimpering as Casey licked round his nipples.

'Casey!'

The agent lifted his head, amused. 'Would it kill you to call me John?'

'Casey!' Chuck whined, writhing underneath the older man. 'John! Just... I need you!'

'Really,' Casey murmured with an evil grin, bending his head back down to suckle rhythmically.

'Gah-ahhh!' Chuck cried. 'Please!'

Casey took pity on the younger man, reaching one hand between them, where he rubbed the flat of his palm over Chuck's erection, reaching down to cup his testicles before pushing down gently with the heel of his palm on the head of Chuck's penis. Chuck bucked upwards, fighting for more, and Casey lunged upwards, plunging his tongue deep into Chuck's mouth.

With his other hand, Casey reached over to the bedside table where the tube of lubricant was still sitting.

'You sure?' he asked, 'Because if you aren't, you say now.'

Chuck lifted his head. 'John!'

'Hah!' Casey grinned, flicking open the tube of lubricant, dextrously squeezing some into his hand. Reaching down between Chuck's legs, he coated the young man's opening, running two fingers slowly round before pushing the tip of one finger into that dimple.

'Oh!' Chuck gasped, forcing himself to relax as Casey's strong finger pushed into him. Casey's other hand wrapped around his penis, stroking him back to hardness while the older man kissed him passionately. Chuck moaned under the combined onslaught, holding onto Casey's broad shoulders as the agent slid deeper into him, fingers probing, searching, finding the bundle of nerves inside him that made him cry out, bucking upwards to take as much of Casey's hand as he could.

Pulling free, Casey tore open a condom packet, quickly sheathing himself in rubber. He coated himself in more lubricant before settling back between Chuck's legs.

As he steadied himself at Chuck's opening, the young man opened his eyes.

'Please,' Chuck begged. 'I need you.'

Casey pushed slowly into Chuck's body, pausing to let him adjust. 'You're so tight!' he gasped, resting his head against Chuck's shoulder.

'Oh god, John, I don't think I can last much longer,' Chuck babbled, feeling Casey's width slide into him.

Casey began to move, sliding gently back and forth between Chuck's legs, panting as the tight heat engulfed him. Then Chuck rolled his hips upwards, taking Casey in to the root, making him call out hoarsely.

'John!' Chuck cried as Casey hit his prostate. 'Please!'

Casey obliged, moving faster, harder, deeper, his mouth searching out the young man's, his fingers interlocking with Chuck's, until there was no asset, no intersect, no handler; just two men moving as one, body to body, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue. And then Chuck called out wordlessly, spilling himself across his stomach, between them, and Casey stilled as the young man's muscles clenched around him. With a harsh cry, the agent let himself go, eyes clenched shut, arms wrapped around the young man, holding him as close as he could get.

Then they were lying there in Casey's bed, harsh breathing filling the air. Casey kissed Chuck's temple with trembling lips as Chuck wrapped his arms and legs around the older man, not letting him withdraw.

'I love you,' Chuck said quietly, fiercely, into Casey's ear. 'Don't die for me. I love you.'

Casey let himself be held, cradled in the arms of the man he was sworn to protect. 'I love you too,' he rasped, voice still shaky. 'Stay in the damn car.'

Chuck gave a hiccuppy laugh, then Casey pulled free and rolled over to drop the condom on the floor. Then he wiped his abdomen with a handful of tissues and draped himself over the older man, refusing to let him get up or turn away.

'I've got you,' Casey whispered as Chuck fell asleep on his chest. 'I've always got you.' He watched the dim figure sleep until at last fatigue claimed him too, and when morning broke they were still lying clasped in each others arms.


Chuck woke to find himself being watched by Casey, whose blue eyes twinkled in amusement.

'What?' Chuck asked, stretching his long legs, then draping one over Casey.

'You make these little snuffling noises in your sleep,' Casey explained, voice still rough from sleep but filled with affection.

'Really?' A smile tugged at the corners of Chuck's mouth.

'Yeah. And you drool.' Casey tightened his arms around the young man.

Chuck wiped a hand across the shoulder he'd been using as a pillow. 'I do not drool,' he protested, hastily drying his hand on the sheet.

'You drool and you snuffle and since when did I turn into your teddy bear?' Casey undermined his words by pulling Chuck fully on top of him and kissing him thoroughly.

'So I can't stay over any more?' Chuck asked breathlessly when they finally broke for air.

Casey growled and swatted at Chuck's rear, making him squeak in surprise. 'As long as your sister isn't going to march over and shout at me, at least if you're here I know you're safe.'

'Just to cut down on the surveillance, huh?' Chuck kissed him on the nose, then ducked sideways to nibble at his ear.

'Yeah,' Casey agreed, breath hitching. 'Have you any idea how boring it is listening to you and Morgan playing Call of Duty? Or talking about sandwiches?'

Chuck sucked at Casey's earlobe. 'Don't diss the sandwiches,' he murmured, kissing a path down Casey's neck. 'And you could always join in Call of Duty. Then it wouldn't be so boring for you.' He bit gently at the pulse point on Casey's throat.

'Mmph,' Casey's strong calloused hands slid up and down Chuck's back, caressing him from his nape to the tops of his thighs and making him shiver.

'Was there something you wanted?' Chuck asked, rubbing himself against Casey's hard length. The agent's hands closed around his cheeks, pulling him down to rub harder.

'I'll take that as a yes,' Chuck gasped, enjoying the feel of their erections pressing together, the feel of Casey's muscled chest against his own. Eyes fluttering closed, he kissed the older man, barely noticing the world spin as Casey rolled them over.

Ignoring the young man's protests, Casey sat up, straddling Chuck's thighs. As he reached for the tube of lubricant, Chuck frowned.

'I hate to say this, but I'm a little sore.'

Casey stared down at him, an odd half-smile on his face. 'Don't worry,' he rumbled. 'I'm not going to hurt you.' With that, he flipped open the cap and squeezed a generous amount into his hand, then reached around behind himself.

'Oh! Casey - John, you don't have to. Not if you don't want to.' Even as he spoke, Chuck felt himself grow harder as he watched the older man rock up and down on his own hand.

'I told you, Chuck, I want all of you,' Casey paused, closing his eyes briefly. After a couple of deep breaths, he opened them again, looking at Chuck with an unguarded expression that made him look younger, softer, almost vulnerable. 'That means I want you inside me just as much as I want to bury myself in you.'

Chuck swallowed, reaching a hand up to touch the older man's cheek. 'Thank you,' he said.

Casey nodded, then removed his hand, wiping his fingers on a tissue. Quickly he covered Chuck's erection with a condom, then squeezed more lubricant onto his hand and stroked Chuck until the condom was coated in it and the young man was panting underneath him. Leaning forwards, he moved to straddle Chuck's hips. Reaching behind him, he took hold of Chuck's erection, guiding it to his opening and, so slowly that it made Chuck tremble with the effort of keeping still, he lowered himself down until Chuck was seated all the way inside him.

Chuck blinked rapidly, fists locked around handfuls of the bedsheet. 'God!' he choked out, fighting the urge to come already, surrounded by such tight heat.

Casey smiled, cupping Chuck's face with his clean hand. With the other, still covered in traces of lubricant, he took hold of himself, stroking his penis slowly as he began to move up and down Chuck's length.

Letting out a strangled cry, Chuck moved his hips, pushing up into the older man as gently as he could, but it wasn't long before their movements came more frantically, harder, faster, until Chuck stilled, his eyes screwed shut, face contorted in a silent cry, coming harder than he'd known was possible. Casey pumped himself furiously, then let out a roar as he came all over Chuck's stomach and chest.

Breathing hard, Casey rested a hand on Chuck's shoulder, and the young man opened his eyes, gazing up at him with an expression that made Casey's chest hurt.

'Wow,' Chuck said softly, putting a hand on Casey's thigh which was still trembling.

'Yeah,' the older man agreed. Finally, as Chuck softened, he reached behind himself once more, taking hold of the condom to keep it in place as he moved off the young man. Quickly he rolled to one side, grabbing a handful of tissues and handing some to Chuck. They cleaned themselves off in silence, then Casey once more wrapped his arms around the young man, pulling him close.

'Stay,' he said quietly, dropping a kiss onto Chuck's curls.

'After that, I'd be lucky if I could walk as far as the bathroom,' Chuck laughed. 'Don't worry, big guy. I'm not going anywhere.'

'Good.' With that, Casey let himself relax, and very shortly he was asleep, snoring softly, much to Chuck's amusement.