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Title: Five Years Is A Long Time
Chapter 4: Memories
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captain_lubey
Pairing: Hawkeye/Trapper
Rating: M
Warnings: Slash, sexual acts, occasional swearing
Disclaimer: I own MASH…not
Author’s Notes: I published this on ff.net at the beginning of the year but I thought I’d see how it would go on LJ. It’s almost but not quite finished. Oh, and my OTP is still H/BJ ;-)
Summary: After the wedding, our two favourite doctors go back to Trapper’s apartment and get up to a bit of mischief.
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Chapter 4: Memories
Author:
captain_lubey Pairing: Hawkeye/Trapper
Rating: M
Warnings: Slash, sexual acts, occasional swearing
Disclaimer: I own MASH…not
Author’s Notes: I published this on ff.net at the beginning of the year but I thought I’d see how it would go on LJ. It’s almost but not quite finished. Oh, and my OTP is still H/BJ ;-)
Summary: After the wedding, our two favourite doctors go back to Trapper’s apartment and get up to a bit of mischief.
The door to Trapper’s apartment opened rather loudly and Hawkeye giggled drunkenly.
‘Shh, Trap, you don’t wanna wake your neighbours.’
Trapper giggled and closed the door as slowly and quietly as he could manage in his inebriated state.
Both doctors had gotten terribly drunk at the reception (to the exasperation of Margaret) and had taken a cab home. They were going to go back to the church in the afternoon for their cars.
‘Okay now come here.’ Slurred Trapper and Hawkeye stumbled into the blonde’s arms and kissed him passionately.
Trapper responded with his gusto and slammed Hawkeye up against the wall almost dislodging the photo hanging there.
The raven haired doctor removed Trapper’s coat and shirt all while kissing his lover in the darkened hallway.
‘You’re awfully talented, Hawk.’ Commented Trapper between the passionate kisses.
Hawkeye grinned. ‘I had a lot of practice in the supply tent.’
Trapper laughed and kissed the younger man again but softer this time.
‘Would you like a nightcap before sex or after?’
Hawkeye shrugged and kissed down the older man’s neck which made him shiver.
‘I’d just like to stick to foreplay for the time being.’ Hawkeye mumbled.
‘That’s fine by me but let’s go somewhere more comfortable.’
Hawkeye was still pinned against the wall so when he went to follow Trapper to his room the picture that had been hanging precariously above the former Captain fell to the floor and smashed.
‘Oh shit. ‘Trapper muttered and fumbled drunkenly for the light switch.
He found it and both men squinted at the sudden brightness and peered at the floor.
The glass in the frame had broken and the photo stuck out slightly.
Hawkeye bent to pick up the picture. ‘Damn I’m sorry…Trap.’
Hawkeye paused as he saw what was in the frame. It was a black and white photo of him, Trapper and Henry at the 4077th. The three men were laughing happily with there arms around each other in a friendly gesture. On closer inspection Hawkeye noticed that unlike in other photos he had seen from Korea, the laughter met their eyes.
The dark haired man swallowed the lump in his throat. ‘This was taken the week we got to Korea.’
Trapper nodded and took the picture from his lover. ‘I know…there was still life left in our eyes. And your hair was completely black.’
Hawkeye laughed through the rapidly forming tears and than sighed. ‘Maybe I will have that nightcap after all Trap.’
The blonde man nodded and placed the picture on the table next to the door. ‘Sure.’
* * *
Once they had their brandy in hand the doctors relaxed on Trapper’s large leather couch in the living room.
Hawkeye placed his head on his lover’s shoulder and surveyed the room. It was covered with photos of Becky and Kathy, Trapper’s sister Clara and his parents and friends from the 4077th.
A picture of Radar and Henry sparked something in Hawkeye’s mind.
‘Did you know that after Radar went home he visited Lorraine Blake in Illinois?’
Trapper looked interested. ‘Really?’
Hawkeye nodded. ‘Yea, he met Henry’s kids and said they were amazing. Lorraine is godmother to little Henry O’Reilly you know?’
Trapper shook his head. ‘Nah I didn’t.’
The two fell silent and drank their brandy. Trapper kissed the top of Hawkeye’s head softly, drinking in the scent of his shampoo.
‘Hey Trap?’ mumbled Hawkeye.
‘Hmm.’ The older man was falling asleep.
‘You don’t mind if I stay here for a few days do you?’
Trapper smiled down at his younger companion. ‘Of course not, you can sleep in the guest room.’
Hawkeye grinned back. ‘But Trap, you know I have an irrational fear of sleeping alone.’
The blonde man chuckled. ‘Well, you’ll have to sleep with me than.’
Neither doctor ended up in Trapper’s room because the combination of exhaustion and alcohol took hold of them and they fell asleep on the couch.
* * *
Hawkeye stirred and opened his eyes. He was lying on Trapper’s large leather couch with a brandy balloon dangling from his long surgeon’s fingers. His head was pounding and the afternoon light streaming through the window didn’t help either.
Sitting up, Hawkeye looked around the room for his lover.
‘Trap?’ Hawkeye yelled and winced as the pain in his head increased.
The older man entered the lounge room still wearing his tux plus those infamous hangover glasses and holding two cups of black coffee.
‘My head feels like its being hit repeatedly by a baseball bat.’ Mumbled Trapper who than handed Hawkeye one of the coffees.
The dark haired man sipped the sweet black liquid. ‘Well you had a helluva lot more to drink than I did.’
Trapper shrugged. ‘I’m a sucker for weddings.’ He sighed. ‘Did we do anything last night?’
Hawkeye shook his head softly so as not to aggravate his hangover. ‘No, we got distracted by memories of the 4077th.’
‘Right.’ Trapper sighed and bent down to kiss Hawkeye. ‘I’m gonna have a shower okay Hawk?’
The younger man nodded and watched his lover as he headed towards the bathroom.
This was when Hawkeye got a rather nice idea. He got up off the lounge and made his way to the bathroom quietly. Trapper had closed the door and Hawkeye could hear the shower going full blast. The younger man quickly removed his rather wrinkled tuxedo and opened the door quietly.
The bathroom was full of steam and Hawkeye could barely see the cubicle. However, barely two feet away he could see Trappers naked silhouette standing beneath the steady stream of hot water.
The former Captain approached the cubicle and opened the door slowly. Trapper knew he wasn’t alone but made out like he hadn’t heard his lover enter the cubicle. Seconds later the older man felt a pair of arms wrap around his naked torso and soft kisses being trailed along his neckline.
‘I’ve been waiting so long for this.’ whispered Hawkeye as he planted more kisses along Trapper’s neck.
The blonde man turned around and kissed Hawkeye hard on the lips. The latter opened his mouth and let Trapper’s tongue in and the two made out furiously, as if it were their last day on earth. Hawkeye’s hands began to roam and it found Trapper’s erection pressing against his leg. The younger man took hold of it and began to rub it gently. Trapper moaned against Hawkeye’s lips.
‘Hawk, that’s fantastic.’
The feel of the hot water cascading down his body and Hawkeye’s soft hand made Trapper moan in pleasure. The rubbing sped up and Trapper could feel himself on the brink of a monumental orgasm.
‘I’m almost there Hawk.’ He breathed and Hawkeye pressed his own naked body closer to his lover’s.
With a final pull, Trapper exploded all over the younger man’s torso, shuddering out of the force and sheer ecstasy of the climax.
Hawkeye leant in and planted more kisses down his lover’s body tasting the sweat that mingled with the hot water.
Trapper felt Hawkeye’s hard on press against the inside of his leg and decided to do something about it. The blonde man kissed down his lover’s body slowly, tasting himself on Hawkeye’s wet skin.
The raven haired doctor grinned as he realised where Trapper was headed. Hawkeye felt his lover travelling kisses further down his body.
Chest…torso…abdomen…pause. Then Hawkeye felt Trapper take his member in his mouth and perform wonders with his unusually long tongue.
Hawkeye grabbed his lover’s head and ran his fingers through the thick tufts of strawberry blonde curls. Every time he felt a shiver of pleasure Hawkeye gripped Trapper’s hair harder.
‘Oh God Trapper, I missed this.’ Breathed Hawkeye and he thrust forward to add more friction to the amazing blow job.
Trapper licked, sucked and manipulated the pulsing penis in his mouth, paying attention the ferocity of Hawkeye’s moans. A few moments more and his lover would explode.
Hawkeye couldn’t hold on any longer. He thrust against Trapper’s mouth once more and exploded in the most amazing orgasm he’d had in nearly seven years.
Trapper swallowed and stood back up.
‘You are incredible.’ Hawkeye whispered and the two kissed once more, the younger man could taste himself in Trapper’s mouth.
‘Hey Hawk?’ mumbled Trapper against Hawkeye’s steamy kisses.
‘Hmm?’
‘Did you notice that the water’s gone cold?’
‘Shh, Trap, you don’t wanna wake your neighbours.’
Trapper giggled and closed the door as slowly and quietly as he could manage in his inebriated state.
Both doctors had gotten terribly drunk at the reception (to the exasperation of Margaret) and had taken a cab home. They were going to go back to the church in the afternoon for their cars.
‘Okay now come here.’ Slurred Trapper and Hawkeye stumbled into the blonde’s arms and kissed him passionately.
Trapper responded with his gusto and slammed Hawkeye up against the wall almost dislodging the photo hanging there.
The raven haired doctor removed Trapper’s coat and shirt all while kissing his lover in the darkened hallway.
‘You’re awfully talented, Hawk.’ Commented Trapper between the passionate kisses.
Hawkeye grinned. ‘I had a lot of practice in the supply tent.’
Trapper laughed and kissed the younger man again but softer this time.
‘Would you like a nightcap before sex or after?’
Hawkeye shrugged and kissed down the older man’s neck which made him shiver.
‘I’d just like to stick to foreplay for the time being.’ Hawkeye mumbled.
‘That’s fine by me but let’s go somewhere more comfortable.’
Hawkeye was still pinned against the wall so when he went to follow Trapper to his room the picture that had been hanging precariously above the former Captain fell to the floor and smashed.
‘Oh shit. ‘Trapper muttered and fumbled drunkenly for the light switch.
He found it and both men squinted at the sudden brightness and peered at the floor.
The glass in the frame had broken and the photo stuck out slightly.
Hawkeye bent to pick up the picture. ‘Damn I’m sorry…Trap.’
Hawkeye paused as he saw what was in the frame. It was a black and white photo of him, Trapper and Henry at the 4077th. The three men were laughing happily with there arms around each other in a friendly gesture. On closer inspection Hawkeye noticed that unlike in other photos he had seen from Korea, the laughter met their eyes.
The dark haired man swallowed the lump in his throat. ‘This was taken the week we got to Korea.’
Trapper nodded and took the picture from his lover. ‘I know…there was still life left in our eyes. And your hair was completely black.’
Hawkeye laughed through the rapidly forming tears and than sighed. ‘Maybe I will have that nightcap after all Trap.’
The blonde man nodded and placed the picture on the table next to the door. ‘Sure.’
* * *
Once they had their brandy in hand the doctors relaxed on Trapper’s large leather couch in the living room.
Hawkeye placed his head on his lover’s shoulder and surveyed the room. It was covered with photos of Becky and Kathy, Trapper’s sister Clara and his parents and friends from the 4077th.
A picture of Radar and Henry sparked something in Hawkeye’s mind.
‘Did you know that after Radar went home he visited Lorraine Blake in Illinois?’
Trapper looked interested. ‘Really?’
Hawkeye nodded. ‘Yea, he met Henry’s kids and said they were amazing. Lorraine is godmother to little Henry O’Reilly you know?’
Trapper shook his head. ‘Nah I didn’t.’
The two fell silent and drank their brandy. Trapper kissed the top of Hawkeye’s head softly, drinking in the scent of his shampoo.
‘Hey Trap?’ mumbled Hawkeye.
‘Hmm.’ The older man was falling asleep.
‘You don’t mind if I stay here for a few days do you?’
Trapper smiled down at his younger companion. ‘Of course not, you can sleep in the guest room.’
Hawkeye grinned back. ‘But Trap, you know I have an irrational fear of sleeping alone.’
The blonde man chuckled. ‘Well, you’ll have to sleep with me than.’
Neither doctor ended up in Trapper’s room because the combination of exhaustion and alcohol took hold of them and they fell asleep on the couch.
* * *
Hawkeye stirred and opened his eyes. He was lying on Trapper’s large leather couch with a brandy balloon dangling from his long surgeon’s fingers. His head was pounding and the afternoon light streaming through the window didn’t help either.
Sitting up, Hawkeye looked around the room for his lover.
‘Trap?’ Hawkeye yelled and winced as the pain in his head increased.
The older man entered the lounge room still wearing his tux plus those infamous hangover glasses and holding two cups of black coffee.
‘My head feels like its being hit repeatedly by a baseball bat.’ Mumbled Trapper who than handed Hawkeye one of the coffees.
The dark haired man sipped the sweet black liquid. ‘Well you had a helluva lot more to drink than I did.’
Trapper shrugged. ‘I’m a sucker for weddings.’ He sighed. ‘Did we do anything last night?’
Hawkeye shook his head softly so as not to aggravate his hangover. ‘No, we got distracted by memories of the 4077th.’
‘Right.’ Trapper sighed and bent down to kiss Hawkeye. ‘I’m gonna have a shower okay Hawk?’
The younger man nodded and watched his lover as he headed towards the bathroom.
This was when Hawkeye got a rather nice idea. He got up off the lounge and made his way to the bathroom quietly. Trapper had closed the door and Hawkeye could hear the shower going full blast. The younger man quickly removed his rather wrinkled tuxedo and opened the door quietly.
The bathroom was full of steam and Hawkeye could barely see the cubicle. However, barely two feet away he could see Trappers naked silhouette standing beneath the steady stream of hot water.
The former Captain approached the cubicle and opened the door slowly. Trapper knew he wasn’t alone but made out like he hadn’t heard his lover enter the cubicle. Seconds later the older man felt a pair of arms wrap around his naked torso and soft kisses being trailed along his neckline.
‘I’ve been waiting so long for this.’ whispered Hawkeye as he planted more kisses along Trapper’s neck.
The blonde man turned around and kissed Hawkeye hard on the lips. The latter opened his mouth and let Trapper’s tongue in and the two made out furiously, as if it were their last day on earth. Hawkeye’s hands began to roam and it found Trapper’s erection pressing against his leg. The younger man took hold of it and began to rub it gently. Trapper moaned against Hawkeye’s lips.
‘Hawk, that’s fantastic.’
The feel of the hot water cascading down his body and Hawkeye’s soft hand made Trapper moan in pleasure. The rubbing sped up and Trapper could feel himself on the brink of a monumental orgasm.
‘I’m almost there Hawk.’ He breathed and Hawkeye pressed his own naked body closer to his lover’s.
With a final pull, Trapper exploded all over the younger man’s torso, shuddering out of the force and sheer ecstasy of the climax.
Hawkeye leant in and planted more kisses down his lover’s body tasting the sweat that mingled with the hot water.
Trapper felt Hawkeye’s hard on press against the inside of his leg and decided to do something about it. The blonde man kissed down his lover’s body slowly, tasting himself on Hawkeye’s wet skin.
The raven haired doctor grinned as he realised where Trapper was headed. Hawkeye felt his lover travelling kisses further down his body.
Chest…torso…abdomen…pause. Then Hawkeye felt Trapper take his member in his mouth and perform wonders with his unusually long tongue.
Hawkeye grabbed his lover’s head and ran his fingers through the thick tufts of strawberry blonde curls. Every time he felt a shiver of pleasure Hawkeye gripped Trapper’s hair harder.
‘Oh God Trapper, I missed this.’ Breathed Hawkeye and he thrust forward to add more friction to the amazing blow job.
Trapper licked, sucked and manipulated the pulsing penis in his mouth, paying attention the ferocity of Hawkeye’s moans. A few moments more and his lover would explode.
Hawkeye couldn’t hold on any longer. He thrust against Trapper’s mouth once more and exploded in the most amazing orgasm he’d had in nearly seven years.
Trapper swallowed and stood back up.
‘You are incredible.’ Hawkeye whispered and the two kissed once more, the younger man could taste himself in Trapper’s mouth.
‘Hey Hawk?’ mumbled Trapper against Hawkeye’s steamy kisses.
‘Hmm?’
‘Did you notice that the water’s gone cold?’
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1