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mash_slashTitle: Little White Lies
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 410
Summary: A little white lies.
“I’m sorry, General Cooper, both of our top surgeons are indisposed.” Radar said hesitantly to the higher ranking officer.
“How the devil are they indisposed? I just talked to them yesterday afternoon! I flew in for one simple thing and now you’re saying I have to wait! I have an army to command Corporal!” The much larger man yelled down his prominent nose at the shorter man.
“I’m sorry, general, sir” Radar said standing his ground in between the General and the Doctors’ tent. “They sustained their injuries only last night. Colonel Pierce has a severely bruised tailbone and a bruised shoulder and Colonel Hunnicut has a badly sprained ankle.”
“How did they receive these injuries? The front miles away yet.” the General asked the displeasure evident in his voice but he seemed to be calming down.
“It seems, sir, the new latrine wasn’t set up properly, sir. Dr. Pierce’s stall wasn’t stable and it collapsed. He fell in with it. Hunnicut’s injury was from a gopher hole just outside the latrine as he attempted to aid Colonel Pierce.” Radar explained.
“Well, you must have those men who built that faulty latrine punished. I shall come back in two days, those doctors had better be in better shape by then.” the General said in a much calmer tone as they both began to walk away to the Generals’ jeep.
“Yes, sir” Radar said following.
Harwkeye Pierce turned his head form the discussion as if walked away to look at the other man across the room with his ankle propped up. “If only that little lie was how it really happened.” Hawkeye said with a smile and laughter in his eyes.
“Next time Frank is gone we’re putting our beds together, because one cot isn’t big enough for both of us.” BJ answered with a frown. He wasn’t exactly happy with their predicament.
Hawkeye laughed at his tent mates’ displeasure. “And our activities.” BJ had come out on wrong end compared to Hawkeye. You would think that if the bed you were spread out on in the act of promiscuous actives, that you would be the one to sustain the worst injury. But as it happened BJ’s moment of passion came at the a critical time when the cot fell apart and he was understandably less then attentive as the bed waked him off balance.
He could hear BJ grumbling across the tent and he lifted his martin in silent salute.
Title: No Sense of Sleep
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Rating: PG were getting intimate
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Word Count: 388
Summary: Midnight visitors.
Hawkeye came to his senses slowly as he lay on his side facing the wall. It was a dark moonless night and he couldn’t tell if his eyes were open or not. Hands, his brain faintly realized. All over. They were sliding slowly and gently down his arm coming around his waist, sliding down his side, and caressing his back. They stroked his chest then traveled pausing over his hip and then down his legs. Some ones’ breath ghosted across his neck and he rolled gently backwards. His back made contact with a warm solid body that accepted him and held him. His back to the other man’s chest.
He felt soft kisses then. They started at the back of the base of his neck and moved around to his collarbone than up to throat. A little swipe of tongue made its presence know. The kisses ascended his jaw line. A mouth took hold of his ear lob possessing and abusing it. The tongue worked its way around the shell of his ear. Hawkeye found trouble in the simple act of breathing. His mind couldn’t concentrate either as the hands continued their ministration. They brushed across his hip and thighs. They returned to his stomach played with the tiny hairs there. Hawkeye’s breathing grew more rapid.
The body moved behind him then and Hawkeye rolled onto his back. The other body moved over on top of him, straddling his hips. Hawkeye’s blankets had been pushed down and were now only covering his feet. Hawkeye made an attempt to grasp onto the man’s waist but he was denied and his hands were placed back down to his side.
The hands returned to stroke and message his body. The lips brought back kisses to Hawkeye’s own lips and chin. They lingered there but moved down to Hawkeye’s throat as he exposed it to his midnight visitor. A pleasant sucking sensation grabbed hold of his Addams apple and then his clavicle. Breathing was becoming exceedingly difficult.
The man above him broke off to remove his shirt and helped Hawkeye sit up and ride of his own garment. Kisses began to descend over his ribs and stomach once his back hit the cot again. Hawkeye brought his hands to rest on the other man’s head as body scooted back down his thighs.
Title: The Big EB
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Spoilers: Nope
Word Count: 546
Beta: Lisa
Summary: EB visits…
“Where,” BJ half-yelled, half-asked as he waltzed into the Swamp taking a seat in the chair opposite Hawkeye who was sitting on his bed. “In God’s great ugly green earth did you manage to dig up a bag of jelly-beans!”
“Why, Beeji,” Hawkeye said in a tone that suggested seriousness, but with a face that suggested anything but. “You of all people should know that the itty bitty Easter Bunny hands out candy and eggs to all the little kiddies all ov-ah da world!” he rounded out the sentence by stuffing a few multi-colored candies into his mouth.
“Why would I, specifically, know about the Easter Bunny?” BJ asked of his chewing friend. Hawkeye held out his bag for him to take from his bounty.
“You’ve got yourself a kiddio, Beej. The EB visits you every year!” Hawkeye said as he waved about wildly with his arms. BJ was given the impression of a pinwheel in a tornado.
“Yeah, but I’ve been away since she was born and that doesn’t mean he hopped across the ocean to hide his eggs here.” BJ smiled and popped a pink candy into his mouth.
“Well, he made it all the way over here to see me! Or maybe there’s a special race of Chinese EB’s all running around out there,” Hawkeye laughed hysterically as he tossed a few more beans into his mouth and twisted the bag around in front of him.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you added something to those things. Or maybe sugar just makes you nutty,” BJ said smiling. He stood and held out his hand towards Hawkeye’s meaning to take the bag away “I think that’s it for the candy.”
Hawkeye laughed excitedly again and he swayed back, holding the bag above his head to avoid BJ’s hands. The action caused BJ to lean farther over and closer to Hawkeye.
Hawkeye continued laughing, but his weakened abs couldn’t hold him and he sat up. As he did so, he knocked into BJ. Neither was prepared as their heads met at the same level. Their lips touched and both men froze.
BJ pulled away only a fraction as Hawkeye slowly dropped his hands from above him. BJ copied the motion and lowered his own hands and placed them on opposite sides of Hawkeyes’ thighs. He braced himself on the bed, holding up his weight over the other man. BJ leaned in, hesitantly closing the millimeter gap between them, unsure of what Hawkeye’s reaction would be. But Hawkeye didn’t respond as BJ pressed their lips firmly together this time. BJ locked onto Hawkeye’s eyes and they both stared. And stared.
Then BJ saw something in Hawkeye’s deep, dark-blue eyes shift. He saw passion, lust, and love cloud those eyes, but the eyes’ closed before he could go too far down that path. Hawkeye pressed back into BJ’s advances. Still standing, BJ’s moved his legs in between Hawkeye’s knees and pressed him slowly back down into the bed. BJ then laid himself on top of him focusing his attention completely on Hawkeye. The bag of candy was unceremoniously dropped to the floor. The spilled contents were quickly forgotten.
Panting breaths and wet sounds were the only things heard for the rest of the night.
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 410
Summary: A little white lies.
“I’m sorry, General Cooper, both of our top surgeons are indisposed.” Radar said hesitantly to the higher ranking officer.
“How the devil are they indisposed? I just talked to them yesterday afternoon! I flew in for one simple thing and now you’re saying I have to wait! I have an army to command Corporal!” The much larger man yelled down his prominent nose at the shorter man.
“I’m sorry, general, sir” Radar said standing his ground in between the General and the Doctors’ tent. “They sustained their injuries only last night. Colonel Pierce has a severely bruised tailbone and a bruised shoulder and Colonel Hunnicut has a badly sprained ankle.”
“How did they receive these injuries? The front miles away yet.” the General asked the displeasure evident in his voice but he seemed to be calming down.
“It seems, sir, the new latrine wasn’t set up properly, sir. Dr. Pierce’s stall wasn’t stable and it collapsed. He fell in with it. Hunnicut’s injury was from a gopher hole just outside the latrine as he attempted to aid Colonel Pierce.” Radar explained.
“Well, you must have those men who built that faulty latrine punished. I shall come back in two days, those doctors had better be in better shape by then.” the General said in a much calmer tone as they both began to walk away to the Generals’ jeep.
“Yes, sir” Radar said following.
Harwkeye Pierce turned his head form the discussion as if walked away to look at the other man across the room with his ankle propped up. “If only that little lie was how it really happened.” Hawkeye said with a smile and laughter in his eyes.
“Next time Frank is gone we’re putting our beds together, because one cot isn’t big enough for both of us.” BJ answered with a frown. He wasn’t exactly happy with their predicament.
Hawkeye laughed at his tent mates’ displeasure. “And our activities.” BJ had come out on wrong end compared to Hawkeye. You would think that if the bed you were spread out on in the act of promiscuous actives, that you would be the one to sustain the worst injury. But as it happened BJ’s moment of passion came at the a critical time when the cot fell apart and he was understandably less then attentive as the bed waked him off balance.
He could hear BJ grumbling across the tent and he lifted his martin in silent salute.
Title: No Sense of Sleep
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Rating: PG were getting intimate
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Word Count: 388
Summary: Midnight visitors.
Hawkeye came to his senses slowly as he lay on his side facing the wall. It was a dark moonless night and he couldn’t tell if his eyes were open or not. Hands, his brain faintly realized. All over. They were sliding slowly and gently down his arm coming around his waist, sliding down his side, and caressing his back. They stroked his chest then traveled pausing over his hip and then down his legs. Some ones’ breath ghosted across his neck and he rolled gently backwards. His back made contact with a warm solid body that accepted him and held him. His back to the other man’s chest.
He felt soft kisses then. They started at the back of the base of his neck and moved around to his collarbone than up to throat. A little swipe of tongue made its presence know. The kisses ascended his jaw line. A mouth took hold of his ear lob possessing and abusing it. The tongue worked its way around the shell of his ear. Hawkeye found trouble in the simple act of breathing. His mind couldn’t concentrate either as the hands continued their ministration. They brushed across his hip and thighs. They returned to his stomach played with the tiny hairs there. Hawkeye’s breathing grew more rapid.
The body moved behind him then and Hawkeye rolled onto his back. The other body moved over on top of him, straddling his hips. Hawkeye’s blankets had been pushed down and were now only covering his feet. Hawkeye made an attempt to grasp onto the man’s waist but he was denied and his hands were placed back down to his side.
The hands returned to stroke and message his body. The lips brought back kisses to Hawkeye’s own lips and chin. They lingered there but moved down to Hawkeye’s throat as he exposed it to his midnight visitor. A pleasant sucking sensation grabbed hold of his Addams apple and then his clavicle. Breathing was becoming exceedingly difficult.
The man above him broke off to remove his shirt and helped Hawkeye sit up and ride of his own garment. Kisses began to descend over his ribs and stomach once his back hit the cot again. Hawkeye brought his hands to rest on the other man’s head as body scooted back down his thighs.
Title: The Big EB
Author: Robin Gills
Pairing: Hawkeye/BJ
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: These hot boys aren’t mine, I’m not making any money off this.
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Feedback: Sure
Spoilers: Nope
Word Count: 546
Beta: Lisa
Summary: EB visits…
“Where,” BJ half-yelled, half-asked as he waltzed into the Swamp taking a seat in the chair opposite Hawkeye who was sitting on his bed. “In God’s great ugly green earth did you manage to dig up a bag of jelly-beans!”
“Why, Beeji,” Hawkeye said in a tone that suggested seriousness, but with a face that suggested anything but. “You of all people should know that the itty bitty Easter Bunny hands out candy and eggs to all the little kiddies all ov-ah da world!” he rounded out the sentence by stuffing a few multi-colored candies into his mouth.
“Why would I, specifically, know about the Easter Bunny?” BJ asked of his chewing friend. Hawkeye held out his bag for him to take from his bounty.
“You’ve got yourself a kiddio, Beej. The EB visits you every year!” Hawkeye said as he waved about wildly with his arms. BJ was given the impression of a pinwheel in a tornado.
“Yeah, but I’ve been away since she was born and that doesn’t mean he hopped across the ocean to hide his eggs here.” BJ smiled and popped a pink candy into his mouth.
“Well, he made it all the way over here to see me! Or maybe there’s a special race of Chinese EB’s all running around out there,” Hawkeye laughed hysterically as he tossed a few more beans into his mouth and twisted the bag around in front of him.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you added something to those things. Or maybe sugar just makes you nutty,” BJ said smiling. He stood and held out his hand towards Hawkeye’s meaning to take the bag away “I think that’s it for the candy.”
Hawkeye laughed excitedly again and he swayed back, holding the bag above his head to avoid BJ’s hands. The action caused BJ to lean farther over and closer to Hawkeye.
Hawkeye continued laughing, but his weakened abs couldn’t hold him and he sat up. As he did so, he knocked into BJ. Neither was prepared as their heads met at the same level. Their lips touched and both men froze.
BJ pulled away only a fraction as Hawkeye slowly dropped his hands from above him. BJ copied the motion and lowered his own hands and placed them on opposite sides of Hawkeyes’ thighs. He braced himself on the bed, holding up his weight over the other man. BJ leaned in, hesitantly closing the millimeter gap between them, unsure of what Hawkeye’s reaction would be. But Hawkeye didn’t respond as BJ pressed their lips firmly together this time. BJ locked onto Hawkeye’s eyes and they both stared. And stared.
Then BJ saw something in Hawkeye’s deep, dark-blue eyes shift. He saw passion, lust, and love cloud those eyes, but the eyes’ closed before he could go too far down that path. Hawkeye pressed back into BJ’s advances. Still standing, BJ’s moved his legs in between Hawkeye’s knees and pressed him slowly back down into the bed. BJ then laid himself on top of him focusing his attention completely on Hawkeye. The bag of candy was unceremoniously dropped to the floor. The spilled contents were quickly forgotten.
Panting breaths and wet sounds were the only things heard for the rest of the night.
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