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[pierceintyre-hunnihawk-butnsfw]

Thanks For The Dance

It was a nice spring night here at the 4077th in Korea. Hawkeye and I had a wonderful date and a night filled with absolute bliss. We sang, we drank, we danced, we fucked, and we were in love. I knew that after my divorce we would be able to do so much more together, but I never imagined it to be as exciting as this. I wake up with this wonderful man in my cot with me, and I’m happy. Truly happy. Hawkeye woke something up in me that I never had before. It wasn’t lust, or the want to look like the perfect family, and the absolutely exhausting doting husband image that I had to keep up with. It drove me up the wall even thinking about going home and having to act like I was in love with someone that I just wanted to be friends with, rather than with someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

“Trapper?”

“Yes, Hawkeye?”

I could feel Hawkeye gently running his fingers along my forehand, but I didn’t mind. I simply just stared into those beautiful blue eyes with such delight, and the biggest smile on my face.

“Are you happy with me?”

“Hawkeye, honey, I’m in heaven with you, baby. I’ve never kissed an angel before but I’m certain that you’re as close as I’m ever going to get.”

“You mean that?”

The pain in Hawkeye’s vice woke something up in me that I never wanted. I don’t think I’ve been loving him the way that he wanted me to. I could see it in his eyes. I quickly sat up and held his gaze and his hands.

“Hawkeye, baby. What’s wrong?”

“I-I just feel like you don't truly love me. Don’t get me wrong, the dancing, the drinking, and the sex is nice, but I just don’t feel…important.”

“Oh, baby. I’ll tell you what, you write everything that I can do to make sure that you’re as important to me as I say you are, and not just a cheap thrill, and I’ll damn well do it.”

“You mean that?”

“Every bit of it.”

I handed Hawkeye a notebook and a pen. He immediately sarted writing some stuff down, and then handed it back to me. I noticed that the first word he wrote down was the word “aftercare” but I know it’s different for everyone, so I just had to ask what his version looks like.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yes?”

“I noticed that you put down aftercare, can you tell me more about how you’d like it done?”

“I’d like to be held and be told that you still love me. A check-in the day after would be nice too.”

“You got it. Would a stuffed animal help too?”

“It would.”

“I know you get cold after, and an actual cleanup is done, but I will definitely do exactly what you need. I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Trapper.”

Shortly after kissing each other quick, we were called into the O.R. We got dressed, got into our scrubs, and got to work. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, but there was a scrap metal in these young men. We made sure to get rid of all of it as carefully and as quickly as possible. It was very strategic, but we got it done.

“I’ve never seen so much metal in a kid before.”

“Me neither. Must’ve been a huge explosion.”

“Not surprising, unfortunately. There is a war going on. I just wish we were back home in the states.”

“Me too. You know, I could try to bring a little piece of home here.”

“How so?”

“What’s your favorite animal?”

“A tiger. What does that have to do with anything?”

“Just humor me, Hawkeye. Why a tiger?”

“When I was a kid, one summer my mom took me to this zoo in New York, and they had this gift shop. Well, she told me to take any animal that I want. Well, me being a kid, I chose this medium sized tiger, about fourteen inches, and I loved it until it couldn’t be loved anymore. I mean, she did everything to try and fix him. I loved that tiger.”

“What was his name?”

“Arlo. He was a Bengal tiger.”

“That’s a really cute name.”

“Thank you! He went with me everywhere. Even to school! I miss him.”

“Where did you get Arlo?”

“I wanna say The Bronx Zoo. Why?”

“Just curious. I gotta go make a phone call. I’ll meet you back at The Swamp baby. I promise.”

Hawkeye kissed my cheek, and I started running to Radar’s quarters. I practically burst through Radar’s quarters, and I could tell that he wasn’t expecting me.

“Hang on Sparky, I’ll have to call you back. What the matter, sir?”

“Can you get me in touch with the Bronx Zoo?”

“Of course, sir. Can I ask why?”

“It’s a surprise for Hawkeye.”

“A surprise for Hawkeye?”

“Yes. You can’t tell him that I’m getting him a stuffed tiger. No matter what, okay?”

“A stuffed tiger? Why a stuffed tiger?”

“It’s a long story, but it’s very important to him.”

“I understand, sir. That’s like my brother’s bear and I.”

“Your brother’s bear?”

“He gave me his bear shortly before he was sent off to war and, well, died in combat.”

“I’m very sorry to hear that, Radar.”

“It’s okay, sir. I know he’s in a better place and I still have something to remember him by.”

“I understand. That’s a really nice way to look at it.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Radar called The Bronx Zoo. I asked if they had any Bengal tigers in stock, and they thankfully did. I asked if they could send one to our camp, after I paid for it, of course, and they could. I have never written a check so fast before. I even told them to mail it first class. I gave Radar the check, he slipped it into an envelope, and had it put into the stack of letters to be mailed.

“Is that all you wanted, sir?”

“That’s all. Thank you, Radar!”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

“See you around!”

“Likewise, sir!”

I ran back to The Swamp and found Hawkeye reading some magazine.

“Whatcha doin’ Hawkeye?”

“Trying to see if I’d make a good housewife. Say, do I do a good job pleasing you?”

“In more ways than one.”

“Hmmm, you do the same for me. Do I greet you with complaints and problems?”

“Not unless you’re looking for a solution and need an outside source of help. I can see the next question. Do you always greet him with a smile? Always! Unless something’s wrong, but I do love taking care of you when something is wrong.”

“You’re such a wonderful lover.”

I felt myself blushing at the word “lover.” I’ve never felt so…happy to be called that before.

“You okay, Trapper?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah I’m okay.”

“You know, I was really admiring that grin of yours. The way your face blushed a beautiful bright red, and how focused you were on me.”

“Baby…”

“Yes?”

“Come closer.”

Okay. Why?”

“I’ve never noticed how blue your eyes are in the sunlight.”

“Trap, you’ve seen them everyday.”

“I know, but never this close.”

“What are you trying to say, Trap?”

“I love how you look. I love how your eyes glow whenever I kiss you. I love how you always care about people, even when you don’t need to. Hawkeye, there are so many things that I love about you that I would love to tell you, but I’ll end it here with this, I love you. Not the doctor version of you, not the prankster version of you, and not even the sexual version of you, those are all variations of you. I love the man who can do everything, but also just be himself. I love you, even if you claim that you have faults. Those are just things that I love more.”

“Why?”

“They’re a part of you. They’re what makes you, well, you.”

“I love you, Trapper.”

“I love you too, Hawkeye.”

Hawkeye gently pulled me in closer for a kiss, I couldn’t help myself but to run my hands all over his body while muttering about how perfect he was. I needed more of him, but it had to wait.

“I have something to tell you, Hawkeye.”

“Is it bad?”

“Oh, no. I just want you to know that I got you a present that you had before.”

“Before? Can I get a hint?”

“Yes, before. Think mom and dad.”

“Mom and dad? That’s…have I told you about it before?”

“I can’t say.”

“Well, I look forward to getting it.”

“Me too.”

We both got up and decided to get to dinner. I knew his present was going to take a few days to get here, so I figured it was best to hold off sex until then. Especially since I want it to be absolutely perfect, and no less. It’s what Hawkeye truly deserves. Hell, after everything he’s done, he deserves the world.

A few days went by, and mail was called in. I’ve never been so anxious for a gift to come in before. I just hope it’s here.

“Mail for Margaret, your father wrote you a letter.”

“Mail for Frank, a letter from your wife.”

“Mail for Henry, congrats, Sir!”

“Package for Klinger. It’s from Chicago.”

“Mail for the Father. It’s from your sister.”

“Mail for Hawkeye. It’s from your dad.”

I waited patiently but anxiously for my name to be called. I was starting to get even more nervous.

“And finally, mail for Trapper. It’s in my office.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and met Radar in his office.

“So, how are we doing this, Sir?”

“I’m gift wrapping it in the wrapping paper I saved from Christmas.”

“The red and green flannel print?”

“Yep!”

“Smart choice, Sir.”

“Thank you.”

Radar helped me wrap up the box and I carried it back to The Swamp. I saw Hawkeye writing a letter back to his dad. Frank was also writing a letter back to his wife, so I had to wait until Frank left. Until then, I asked Hawkeye what he was writing about.

“Oh, my dad was just asking about how I’m doing and if I’ve fallen in love with anyone.”

“What’re you going to tell him?”

“I’m bringing home a Marine, he’ll be the son you’ve never had.”

“You’re a disgrace to the Army.”

“Thank you, Frank.”

“Do me a favor Frank.”

“Yeah?”

“Write to your wife about how you love to be lower than everyone else.”

Frank finally ran out after saying that Hawkeye and I are a disappointment to the US Army.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yeah?”

“The box is for you.”

“Really?”

“I know you talked about it before, but I figured I’d give it to you myself.”

Hawkeye carefully took the box outta my hands and slowly unwrapped the box, opened the box, and unwrapped the green tissue paper.

“Arlo?!”

“I got you a replica of Arlo. I know he isn’t the same one that you had when you were a kid, but I hope-”

Hawkeye pulled me into a tight hug and didn’t let go for the longest time.

“Trapper?”

“Yes?”

“I love you. This must’ve cost a pretty penny!”

“Only twenty bucks, no big deal. At least, not when it comes to you.”

“Trapper…”

“Baby…”

Hawkeye slowly pulled me into a deep kiss and I didn’t want him to pull away, so I pulled him onto my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair, then I trailed my hands down to his hips, slowly trailing this up his body. I felt Hawkeye shiver, and that gave me a way to kiss his neck. Hawkeye let out a breathless moan, and I decided to carefully undress him.

“Is this okay, baby.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Easy, baby.”

Hawkeye groaned at my response then proceeded to wrap his legs around mine.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yes?”

“Why don't we finish this up a different way?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Sir.”

I smiled down at the man that was now underneath me. He was so kissable, and oh so adorable. I started to slowly leave a trail of kisses down his body all the way down to the waistband of his pants.

“Sir?”

“Yes, baby?”

“We haven’t had sex in three days.”

“I know, baby.”

“Why don’t we do it?”

“Only if you want to, baby.”

“I want to, Sir.”

“I want to as well, baby. Let me get everything set up, okay?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I grabbed my checklist of things that would help both Hawkeye and I, and I had everything setup except for the check-in that I’ll do tomorrow morning.

“Sir?”

“Yes, baby?”

“I’m ready when you are.”

I turned around to see Hawkeye in a set of blue lingerie.

“I thought the box from Chicago was for Klinger.”

“I had Klinger order me a set from his boutique, and he said to pick out any color that I wanted, and go buy it. You like it?”

How could I say “no?” He was so beautiful in it. Especially his eyes. They stood out more.

“Baby…?”

“Yes, Sir?”

“You’re beautiful. So fucking pretty…”

“Am I turning you on, Sir?”

“In more ways than one, my love.”

“Let me help you, then.”

“Please…”

I felt like I was begging Hawkeye to just fuck me on the spot, but he seemed so happy to undress me. He got very excited when it came to my boxers.

“Sir?”

“Yes, baby?”

“You don’t know just how happy you make me.”

“I don’t think you know how happy you make me, baby.”

I slowly removed the light blue lingerie off of Hawkeye’s body while kissing every inch of his skin. I slowly started to remove his panties, and that’s when Hawkeye let out a soft moan. I started stroking his cock, keeping a slow rhythm. Hawkeye slowly got onto his knees, took my length in his hand, and slowly did the same, until I saw his smile. I soon heard Hawkeye let out a small laugh, and then start sucking me off. It felt so good that I closed my eyes and allowed Hawkeye to take full control. He ran his tongue over the tip, and then slowly deep throated my length. I gently laid my hand onto the back of his head, and let him do all the work.

“Baby…fuck you feel so good.”

“This’ll feel even better.”

Before I could even move, Hawkeye grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, and lubed up my cock. It was a weird feeling at first, but I soon got used to it.

“You look so handsome like that, Sir. You’ll look even better on your back.

All I could do was smirk. I had a plan, but he was not to know. Hawkeye slowly tok my length inside of him, and started to slowly move. I felt him pin my hands to the bed, and kept going. After an hour, I started to feel close.

“I know you love this, Sir. See how hard I’ve made you?”

“You know I do, baby. You needed me so fucking bad.”

“Three days feels like a lifetime, Sir.”

“I know baby, but it’s over now.

I felt so close to cumming, but I was about to let Hawkeye have that type of satisfaction. So, I did what any normal person would do, and flipped him over, and whispered in his ear.

“Who the fuck said that you were allowed to finish me?”

I saw Hawkeye’s eyes go wide, but slowly relax. I kept my pace, but started kissing his neck more while fucking him. Hearing his moans in my ear, and feeling his nails scratch at my back really did something to me.

“You look so fucking pretty like this, baby. Fuck, I love it when you get like this.”

“Don’t stop fucking me, Sir please…”

“I’m not done yet, baby.”

I heard Hawkeye let out a delighted sigh, and close his eyes. I started to kiss his chest, and caress his hair.

“You’re my little fucktoy. You're all mine, baby.”

“I-I’m all yours, Sir.”

“Bend over, baby. I’m gonna fuck you from behind.”

“Y-Yes, Sir. Fuck, I love it when you dominate me like this.”

“I know, baby. You’re so beautiful, baby.”

“Fuck, I wish I had met you sooner. We fit together perfectly.”

“I’m close, baby.”

“Don’t stop fucking me, Sir. Please…”

Twenty minutes went by, and we started going at it like animals. I could tell that I couldn’t hold it in much longer, and I knew Hawkeye wasn’t either.

“I-I’m close, baby.”

“M-me too, Sir. Fuck, I can’t…”

“Easy, baby. Just a little longer.”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Fuck…”

“I-I’m gonna…”

“Come for me, baby. You know you fucking need it.”

“I-I need it, Sir…”

“Shhh, cum for me, darling. You’ll feel so much better.”

I heard Hawkeye start to give in, and it was so cute. Shortly after, I could tell that we were both so close, but I wanted us to cum at the same time, and I knew all too well that Hawkeye wanted the same. I looked down to see Hawkeye gripping the sheets with white knuckles and his blue eyes swelling up with tears, not out of pleasure, but I certainly knew to bring it up afterwards.

“Cum in me, Sir. Please, Sir.”

“Easy, baby.”

Hawkeye’s voice started to become more eager and I knew he was so close, but was waiting on me. I felt a little sadistic for making him hold off as long as I did. My motions certainly showed that, as my movements started to slow down some more, but I still had some energy left in me. I pulled Hawkeye closer to me and kept going.

“Only a little longer, baby. I promise.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“F-fuck, Hawkeye…!”

“T-Trapper!”

With that, we both came at the same time, and collapsed into one another. I held Hawkeye close to me, and kissed his hands, then his face, and finally his lips.

“Do you know how grateful I am to fuck you? To hold you in my arms, and have you so close to me?”

“You love me that much?”

“I do, baby. It’s not just during or after sex either. I love you no matter what.”

“Even on my bad days?”

“Even on your bad days, baby.”

“Trapper?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Can we shower?”

“Absolutely. Let me put the sheets and whatnot into the laundry room, and then I’ll be back to help you, okay?”

“Okay.”

I stripped the bed entirely, put my robe on, went off to the laundry room, dropped everything off, and then helped Hawkeye to the showers after replacing everything on the bed with fresh sheets and blankets. I decided the best choice would be to carry him. So, I helped him into his robe, then into the shower, and finally, helped him shower. We went back to The Swamp, and I grabbed his tiger.

“Is this better, baby?”

“A lot.”

“Baby?”

“Yes?”

“I noticed that you had tears in your eyes as we were…y’know. Are you okay?”

“You saw?”

“I did.”

“I’m okay, and I did have a lot of fun.”

“But?”

“Those were happy tears, Trapper. I promise.”

“Are you sure?”

“I would’ve called out my safe word if they weren’t.”

“Truman is definitely something that would get me to stop.”

“Exactly.”

“Come here, baby.”

“Okay.”

“I don’t ever want to be the reason that you’re in pain, my darling. I want to be the reason that you’re so happy and feeling good. I love you, Hawkeye.”

“I love you too, Trapper.”

Hawekeye and I ended the conversation with a long kiss. I also saw him playing with his tiger.

“What’re you going to name him?”

“I was thinking Trapper, after the most important person in my life.”

“Hmmm, why not John?”

“Too basic.”

“Trapper it is, then.”

I saw Hawkeye smile, and then nuzzle himself into my chest.

“Can I see Trapper for a moment?”

“Sure.”

I grabbed a bottle of my cologne and lightly sprayed Trapper in it.

“There, now it smells like the most important person in your life.”

“I love you, Trapper.”

“I love you too, baby.”

We started to get quiet again, so I ran my fingers through Hawkeye’s hair, hummed a song, and slowly watched Hawkeye fall asleep. I was happy that I was able to make Hawkeye happy and to keep him in my life. I wouldn’t admit to anyone, but I knew that I needed him and I knew that he needed me too. I guess that this is what being in love actually felt like. I could get used to this.

[pierceintyre-hunnihawk-butnsfw]

Lollipop

I had just gotten done with my shift by the time that lunch was called, so I decided to go ahead and get lunch while a nurse said that she’d take over. I went through the line as usual, and as I was finishing up on filling my tray, I noticed that Hawkeye had been sitting across a higher up that I’d never seen before. Before I could think anything of it, Hawkeye waved for me to come over. I did as Hawkeye wanted, and then I’m talking along with the both of them.

“Trap! This is my nemesis Colonel Flagg.”

“Ah, another man here for Margaret?”

“Very funny you two, but I’m here strictly on business.”

We both shared a look of, “this guy isn’t worth our time” and went back to listen to whatever it was that he had to say. After I cracked a joke.

“I thought Margaret was business.”

“Not exactly Captain…?”

“Trapper McIntyre.”

“John, Trapper McIntyre.”

“You look…happy, Hawkeye. You haven’t smiled once since I sat down.”

“Trapper brings it out of me.”

“I knew it! You’re one of those too!”

“Sue me.”

Flagg wrote some stuff down on a stack of paper that was attached to his clipboard. I decided to keep my mouth shut, as Colonel Flagg was already more than annoyed.

“What about you, McIntyre?”

“Only on the weekends.”

“Sometimes on Monday’s.”

“I thought it was Tuesday’s?”

“Enough, you two. If I find out that any of that is true, especially for you, Hawkeye, you’re going to get a dishonorable discharge.”

“Trap? How does an all expenses-paid trip back to the states sound?”

“Not half bad, to be honest.”

“I thought you were married, McIntyre.”

“Haven’t been since, uh, Hawkeye?”

“Two weeks ago.”

“So you two really are a couple?”

“No, but also yes, but also no, but yeah, but also, no.”

We could tell that Flagg was getting more annoyed with us the more he sat with us, and so he moved to another table with Frank and Margaret. Hawkeye and I just laughed until we were both red in the face.

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“What time do we go back to work?”

“I only got scheduled until lunch. What about you?”

“Are you off tonight?”

“I am”

“Perfect, me too!”

“No way!”

“I begged the Colonel, and he agreed. Even he hates Flagg.”

“Who wouldn’t?”

“Margaret and Frank over there. I mean, they’re practically drooling over him.”

“Ah, let them.”

I could tell that there was something else on Hawkeye’s mind, but I couldn’t figure out just exactly what it was, yet. However, as we sat in comfortable silence, I couldn’t ruin it. Lunch ended, Hawkeye went to work, and I decided to join him, as I had nothing else to do, and I sure as hell was not about to listen to Frank boast about how great Flagg was. I would’ve slapped him. I took this opportunity to talk to Hawkeye more.

“Trapper! You don’t have to be here.”

“I figured that I’d just check in and see how everyone’s doing. Mainly, how you’re doing.”

“Trap, I’m doing just fine. I mean, I am tired of Flagg already, and he just got here. However, I’m hoping that Margaret and Frank can keep him occupied enough to the point that he’ll leave us alone. What do you think about him?”

“He seems like a MacArthur wannabe, really.”

I got closer to Hawkeye, but not enough to touch him. He must’ve been too preoccupied to notice, or just assumed that I needed to get by. I decided to put my hands around his waist to move him over.

“What was that for, Trap?”

“Just grabbing some supplies here.”

Hawkeye followed me over, and put his hand on my shoulder and started whispering in my ear. I took this as a sign to lower my voice as well.

“Do that again.”

“Why?”

“It felt…good.”

“Good? Or do you want me to do more?”

“Trap, it’s the middle of the day.”

“And?”

“What if Flagg catches us?”

“We can lock the supply room, tell radar to keep Flagg occupied, and do as we please.”

“That’s not effective enough. Besides, he can just have Henry unlock it.”

“We can’t go to The Swamp either. Hmm, what if we go to that abandoned tent?”

“Flagg claimed it.”

“Dammit!”

“Trap, keep your voice low.”

“Wait until tonight.”

“I hate waiting.”

“I know, but I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“A release.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“Fine, but I’m going to hold you to that.”

“Fine with me, Hawk.”

I kissed his cheek quick.

“Until tonight, my love.”

“Un-Until tonight.”

I went off to The Swamp and noticed Frank and Flagg standing in the middle talking. I wasn’t paying attention to what they were saying, but it was starting to annoy me. Then again, both of them being there annoyed me.

“Are you one of them, McIntyre?”

“Does it matter?”

“If you want to stay here, yes.”

“So, stay here and be miserable or go home and be miserable. I’m seeing a lose-lose situation here. Either way, it doesn’t matter.”

“I will tell Blake about this.”

“Go ahead, He’ll side with me.”

Flagg and Frank then left, and I was finally happy. Then, Hawkeye came in.

“I thought you were working.”

“I was, but Henry let me go.”

“I wonder why.”

“Something about me needing some time off, or something. All I really heard was,”you’re working too hard, why do you take a break for a bit?” I’m thankful either way.”

“Me too. Hawkeye?”

“Yeah. Could you come here for a moment?”

“Of course! Cold?”

“Extremely.”

“Allow me.”

Hawkeye walked right over, and held me. It was a really nice feeling, and I really just wanted to hold him.

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“What are we going to do about Flagg?”

“Beg Henry to make him leave sooner rather than later.”

“And how are we going to do that?”

“Make his stay as unbearable as humanly possible.”

“How so?”

“What did we do to drive Sargent Wall outta here?”

“Well, we made as many jokes as we could.”

“I’ll get the oatmeal.”

“I’ll get the goat.”

I allowed Hawkeye to leave first, but I couldn’t help but watch him leave. I couldn’t help but feel like I was down bad.

“I borrowed Radar’s goat.”

“I’ve got the oatmeal.”

“You should put that in Frank’s boots too.”

“I should.”

“Half and half.”

“Perfect!”

“So are you.”

Fuck. Why did I say that? Now how in the hell am I going to play that off?

“I mean-”

“You-you like me?”

Welp, there’s no going back now.

“I do.”

“I like you too.”

“Is it enough to…?”

“Oh, absolutely! I thought you’d never ask!”

“We’re thinking the same thing, right?”

“I hope so.”

“On the count of three, let’s just say it.”

“Okay.”

We both started counting from three, and then this happened.

“Three…two…one… sex!”

We both had a dumbfounded look on our faces, but it soon turned into a giant fit of laughter.

“I can’t believe that we thought of the same thing!”

“Me either! How are we this attached?”

“Beats the hell outta me! I like it, though.”

“Me too.”

I kept staring into his beautiful blue eyes. It was as if I couldn’t look away from them, but business had to be done.

“We should uh..”

“Oh, yeah. Tonight, right?”

“Of course.”

“Good.”

With that awkward conversation out of the way, we moved onto what the purpose of us being here.

“Oatmeal’s in his boot.”

“Goat’s eating the paperwork.”

“Let’s get the outta here before they notice.”

“I agree.”

“Did Radar tell you when the goat has to be back?”

“Once this is over. Apparently Flagg said something that upset Radar. I��d like to know what he said. I'd like to give him a taste of his own medicine.”

“Hawkeye, you’ll knock his lights out before he can even open his mouth.”

“Damn right I will. No one upsets Radar like that.”

“How bad was it?”

“Radar fell apart as soon as he opened his mouth.”

“Let’s go ahead and ruin him.”

“If only there was a way that I could get him kicked out without getting kicked out myself.”

“I didn’t read anything like that in the manual. Maybe Henry knows.”

We headed to dinner, and waited for an official and a major to start yelling like a couple of madmen. Just then, Frank and flagg stormed in yelling, raising hell, and being a couple of idiots.

“My papers have been eaten by a goat! My boots had a copious amount of oatmeal being shoved in them, and frank’s too! Now, which one of you, or two of you are responsible for this?!”

The whole mess tent went silent.

“No one wants to break, huh?”

Flagg made his way over to Hawkeye and I. We weren’t nervous, but rather tried to control our laughter.

“You idiots!”

“Caught us.”

“Do you two know what you’ve done?!”

“Do we care?”

“I know you two don’t!”

I saw Hawkeye slowly start to stand up. He kept eye contact with Flagg and for once, I couldn’t stop smiling. Just then, Hawkeye balled up his hand into a fist, and punched Flagg with as much strength as he could.

“That was for making Radar upset. This is for bothering the hell out of Trap and I.”

Just then, Hawkeye kicked him, not enough to cause any harm, but just enough to scare the daylights outta Flagg. I watched out of pure amazement. Flagg left shortly after, and so did Frank, Margaret, and just about the whole camp, except for Hawkeye and I.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yes?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you look attractive when you’re mad?”

“Never.”

“I’d like to be the first then.”

“Really?”

“Watching you strike him in the face was the biggest sense of relief I’ve ever been a witness to. It looked personal too.”

“It was. Radar is like a nephew to me. We gotta watch out for each other, y’know?”

“I understand. Honestly, it was kinda hot.”

“Hot?”

“Hot enough for me to…”

I slowly snaked a hand over Hawkeye’s pants, and slowly started to rub his cock. He was like putty in my hands. I moved Hawkeye onto my lap and started kissing his neck. Hearing his moans and watching him squirm excited something in me. We stayed like that until Hawkeye started to writher in my hands out of pleasure, but I knew we couldn't stay like that for long.

“Not-Not here.”

“I agree. Let’s go back to The Swamp, lock the door, and have some fun.”

“Let-let’s make sure Frank isn’t there.”

“I’ll double check, my love.”

“What did you just call me?”

“My love. It’s just a placeholde-”

Hawkeye shut me up with a kiss. His lips were so soft and inviting. I couldn’t help but kiss him more. He started running his hands through my hair, not enough to ruin it, but just enough to fluff it up more. We slowly started pulling away for air, but when we fully pulled away, Hawkeye’s eyes sparkled.

“Your eyes are like sapphires, Hawkeye.”

“Really?”

“You have no idea. I could stare at them all day. You probably think that’s really corny, though”

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“There’s nothing you could do or say that would make me adore you any less.”

“Hawkeye, there’s something that I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

“Yeah?”

“I-I’m in love with you. You make me so damn happy, I finally know what love is. After everything you and I have been through, I figured now would be the best time to tell you. I couldn't tell you in front of Flagg, or even Henry. I, John “Trapper” McIntyre, am in love with you.”

“On that note, I, Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce, am also in love with you, and have been since we worked on that one patient together.”

“I don’t know what to say. Hawkeye, you just made me the happiest man in all of Korea.”

“Then, that makes me the second happiest man in Korea.”

I saw Hawkeye’s smile get bigger, and by the time that we had made our confession, we were already at our tent. However, there was Henry, Margaret, Frank, and Flagg standing in front of it. I hoped to every god that I could think of that they didn’t hear our confession.

“So, you two pranked us?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know what you’ve done?!”

“Nope.”

“Do either of you care?”

I looked over at Hawkeye, who now had the biggest grin of satisfaction on his face. We spoke in unison.

“Nope!”

With that, Flagg left. Everyone else, including Henry, threw their hands up and continued life as normal. Margaret and Frank went to their shared quarters, and Hawkeye and I were finally alone. We walked into our shared space and locked the door. I watched Hawkeye get undressed from today. I decided to carefully walk behind him, put my arms around his waist, and start kissing his neck softly. Hawkeye leaned into me, and I started tracing my hands over his skin.

“I-is it safe, Trap?”

“It is, my love.”

“Touch me more. Please, touch me more.”

I did what Hawkeye begged me to. His skin was so soft and he was incredibly vulnerable. I noticed that Hawkeye had already removed his boots and socks. I started to lose myself in him, but when my hands guided themselves to his pants, I couldn’t control myself. I reached the waistband of his pants, but stopped to look up at him.

“Trap-Trapper?”

“Yes?”

“Off.”

“Off?”

“Off. Please.”

I removed Hawkeye’s pants, and kissed his neck all the way down to his navel. I noticed that he shivered more the lower I went. I laid him down on my cot, got in between his legs, and kissed his lips more. He started pulling at my clothes as well, so I slowly removed everything until I was just in my boxers and t-shirt.

“Trapper?”

“Yes?”

“I-I’ve never been with a guy before.”

“Me neither. Let’s just take things slow, my dear. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Not unless I want you to?”

“Not unless you want me to.”

Hawkeye kissed me again, and I couldn’t help but kiss back. I couldn’t help but touch Hawkeye more. Having him this close was a gift from the heavens. I dreamt of this moment before, but I couldn’t believe that it would feel this good.

“Trap?”

“Yes?”

“I-I’m ready.”

“Me too. Let me grab the supplies.”

As I was taking off my shirt and boxers, I grabbed the lube and condoms. Shortly after, I felt Hawkeye run a hand through my hand and mutter about how handsome I looked in the pale moonlight draped through the empty slots of the old weathered wood that was our window.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yeah? You look so goddamn beautiful.”

“I-”

“Shhh, talk later. For now, let’s enjoy our night.”

I slid on the condom and put the lube on. I heard that there wasn’t such a thing as too much lube, so I put as much on as I felt was appropriate. Obviously, I didn’t want to hurt the man who was to take my virginity in this way. I lined myself up with Hawkeye and slowly entered him, not wanting to hurt him.

“S-so big.”

“Easy, baby. Relax for me.”

“Ye-yes, Sir.”

“You’re doing so good, my love.”

I allowed Hawkeye to get adjusted to my size, and watched him become a mess in the process. His beautiful blue eyes were blown out with lust, and damn was he handsome. I eventually pulled out of Hawkeye, but steadily entered him again.

“Trap?”

“Everything okay? We-”

“I-I just wanted you to know that, I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Me too, baby. That day I saw you in that blue Hawaiian shirt with a martini in hand, thinking evil thoughts, I just knew I had to have you.”

Hawkeye closed his eyes and had the biggest smile on his face as I started to build up a rhythm. Knowing that I was the one doing this to him made me feel something deep in my heart. I felt like I was falling in love all over again, but harder than before.

“Trapper. Trapper.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t, not now at least.”

“I feel so close…”

“Not yet, my darling. Just wait a little longer.”

“It feels so good…”

“I know, baby. But, not yet. I promise it’ll be soon.”

“Ngk. I need you.”

“I know baby, I need you too.”

Seeing Hawkeye so close, and that I was the cause, turned me on more. Could it be the way that he was moaning my name? Maybe. Could it be the way that I was fucking him? Could be. Either way, I had no plans on stopping. Hawkeye started gripping the sheets and became more of a mess than I thought that he would. It could just be the words of my ex wife telling me that, “no one would love me the way that she did.” Or the fact that this was my first time pleasing the one I love.

“Trapper…”

“I know, baby. You’re doing so well for me, angel.”

“A-angel?”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Quite the opposite. I like that nickname.”

“Oh baby, you’re my angel. My one and only.”

Hawkeye closed his eyes once again, and I started picking up the pace, but not enough to hurt my love.

“D-don’t stop.”

“Enjoying this, are we?”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Sir? That must mean that you’ll be obedient, but only for me.”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to. I-I’ll even shine your boots for you. Just don’t stop.”

I could tell that Hawkeye was getting close, so I slowed down, not wanting to ruin the moment too much.

“Why-why’d you slow down?”

“You were getting close, and I didn’t want you to cum just yet.”

Hawkeye let out a low groan, but slowly started to smile again. I had him just where I wanted him.

“Angel, I don’t want our fun to be over just yet. I want tonight to be memorable. It’s what you deserve.”

“A night of romance and sexual pleasure?”

“Hawkeye, you bust your ass day in and day out. You go outta your way to help those who need it. Hell, you’re dealing with me for fuck’s sake. That’s a handful and then some, angel. And you’re doing such a damn good job too. Hawkeye, you deserve nothing but absolute pleasure, and I’m more than happy to give that to you.”

“You mean it?”

“Every bit of it, my love.”

“Come here.”

I did as Hawkeye wanted, and he pulled me into a passionate kiss. He then, slowly started trailing kisses all over my body while muttering about how much he loves it. When he got back to my neck, there were hickey’s all over it, leading down to my navel. We started making out like a couple of teenagers, that is, until Hawkwye’s hands snaked their way around my waist, and then all over my back.

“Fuck…”

“Where do you want me, Sir?”

“On your back, angel. Just like that…”

Hawkeye leaned back, and I realigned myself with him. I slowly started pumping into him, but also watched him writher in delight. Hawkeye started panting harder, and his moans filled my ears like a song. I was in such a state of euphoria that I felt like I was about to cum. I had to hold it in a little longer so we could truly become one.

“Sir, I’m so close…oh god, I’m so close.”

“Easy, baby. Hold it just a little longer.”

“But.”

“Shhhh…”

Hawkeye relaxed once again and I felt like I was finally in control once more. I sped up more, but this time, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“I’m so close, Sir.”

“Me too, baby. Oh god, I’m fucking close.”

“Don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop.”

“I-I.”

“Cum for me, Sir. Please…”

As soon as Hawkeye said that, I came. Hawkeye did too, but the face that he made when he came was like looking at a masterpiece.

“You-you’re staring.”

“I know. It’s just that you’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Of course, angel. Come here, let’s get some rest.”

“Do you think the camp heard us?”

“Who cares? Let them.”

“Trapper, your neck.”

I looked at my neck, and sure enough Hawkeye’s teeth marks were deep. I didn’t really mind them, it was like having a sense of seniority and dominance on me. I was proud to have them.

“I-“

“Don’t apologize. You were amazing, Hawkeye. And hey, I could get used to these”

“Thank you, Trapper. That one’s in an obvious spot, though.”

“That’s okay, I like it. It beats having to wear a ring.”

“But-”

“They’re from you, baby. I now have you with me all the time, and that’s the best thing that I could ever have, I promise.”

“What about Flagg?”

“Oh, fuck Flagg. If he decides to somehow send us back, let him. This place won’t really survive long without us. Especially you. You’re the heart and backbone of this camp. They’d be lost without you.”

“You really think so?”

“I know so. C’mon,let’s get cleaned up.”

“Okay.”

I grabbed our robes, soap, and then some, and then led Hawkeye to the showers. The camp was practically deserted, so getting to the showers without getting yelled at, either by Henry or a major, was a breeze. I helped Hawkeye clean up, as he didn’t have much strength in his legs, and also washed his hair.

“You’re taking care of me?”

“Of course I’m taking care of you. You’re my baby.”

“You’re too good for me.”

“No baby, you’re too good for me.”

“I love you, Trapper.”

“I love you too, darling.”

After our shower, we got dressed, took our stuff back to The Swamp,changed out everything, and headed to bed. Hawkeye fell asleep the moment I draped an arm around him. I shortly followed after thinking about how much in love I truly was.

[pierceintyre-hunnihawk-butnsfw]

Tonight’s The Night

I had just gotten done with my shift by the time that lunch was called, so I decided to go ahead and get lunch while a nurse said that she’d take over. I went through the line as usual, and as I was finishing up on filling my tray, I noticed that Hawkeye had been sitting across a higher up that I’d never seen before. Before I could think anything of it, Hawkeye waved for me to come over. I did as Hawkeye wanted, and then I’m talking along with the both of them.

“Trap! This is my nemesis Colonel Flagg.”

“Ah, another man here for Margaret?”

“Very funny you two, but I’m here strictly on business.”

We both shared a look of, “this guy isn’t worth our time” and went back to listen to whatever it was that he had to say. After I cracked a joke.

“I thought Margaret was business.”

“Not exactly Captain…?”

“Trapper McIntyre.”

“John, Trapper McIntyre.”

“You look…happy, Hawkeye. You haven’t smiled once since I sat down.”

“Trapper brings it out of me.”

“I knew it! You’re one of those too!”

“Sue me.”

Flagg wrote some stuff down on a stack of paper that was attached to his clipboard. I decided to keep my mouth shut, as Colonel Flagg was already more than annoyed.

“What about you, McIntyre?”

“Only on the weekends.”

“Sometimes on Monday’s.”

“I thought it was Tuesday’s?”

“Enough, you two. If I find out that any of that is true, especially for you, Hawkeye, you’re going to get a dishonorable discharge.”

“Trap? How does an all expenses-paid trip back to the states sound?”

“Not half bad, to be honest.”

“I thought you were married, McIntyre.”

“Haven’t been since, uh, Hawkeye?”

“Two weeks ago.”

“So you two really are a couple?”

“No, but also yes, but also no, but yeah, but also, no.”

We could tell that Flagg was getting more annoyed with us the more he sat with us, and so he moved to another table with Frank and Margaret. Hawkeye and I just laughed until we were both red in the face.

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“What time do we go back to work?”

“I only got scheduled until lunch. What about you?”

“Are you off tonight?”

“I am”

“Perfect, me too!”

“No way!”

“I begged the Colonel, and he agreed. Even he hates Flagg.”

“Who wouldn’t?”

“Margaret and Frank over there. I mean, they’re practically drooling over him.”

“Ah, let them.”

I could tell that there was something else on Hawkeye’s mind, but I couldn’t figure out just exactly what it was, yet. However, as we sat in comfortable silence, I couldn’t ruin it. Lunch ended, Hawkeye went to work, and I decided to join him, as I had nothing else to do, and I sure as hell was not about to listen to Frank boast about how great Flagg was. I would’ve slapped him. I took this opportunity to talk to Hawkeye more.

“Trapper! You don’t have to be here.”

“I figured that I’d just check in and see how everyone’s doing. Mainly, how you’re doing.”

“Trap, I’m doing just fine. I mean, I am tired of Flagg already, and he just got here. However, I’m hoping that Margaret and Frank can keep him occupied enough to the point that he’ll leave us alone. What do you think about him?”

“He seems like a MacArthur wannabe, really.”

I got closer to Hawkeye, but not enough to touch him. He must’ve been too preoccupied to notice, or just assumed that I needed to get by. I decided to put my hands around his waist to move him over.

“What was that for, Trap?”

“Just grabbing some supplies here.”

Hawkeye followed me over, and put his hand on my shoulder and started whispering in my ear. I took this as a sign to lower my voice as well.

“Do that again.”

“Why?”

“It felt…good.”

“Good? Or do you want me to do more?”

“Trap, it’s the middle of the day.”

“And?”

“What if Flagg catches us?”

“We can lock the supply room, tell radar to keep Flagg occupied, and do as we please.”

“That’s not effective enough. Besides, he can just have Henry unlock it.”

“We can’t go to The Swamp either. Hmm, what if we go to that abandoned tent?”

“Flagg claimed it.”

“Dammit!”

“Trap, keep your voice low.”

“Wait until tonight.”

“I hate waiting.”

“I know, but I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“A release.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“Fine, but I’m going to hold you to that.”

“Fine with me, Hawk.”

I kissed his cheek quick.

“Until tonight, my love.”

“Un-Until tonight.”

I went off to The Swamp and noticed Frank and Flagg standing in the middle talking. I wasn’t paying attention to what they were saying, but it was starting to annoy me. Then again, both of them being there annoyed me.

“Are you one of them, McIntyre?”

“Does it matter?”

“If you want to stay here, yes.”

“So, stay here and be miserable or go home and be miserable. I’m seeing a lose-lose situation here. Either way, it doesn’t matter.”

“I will tell Blake about this.”

“Go ahead, He’ll side with me.”

Flagg and Frank then left, and I was finally happy. Then, Hawkeye came in.

“I thought you were working.”

“I was, but Henry let me go.”

“I wonder why.”

“Something about me needing some time off, or something. All I really heard was,”you’re working too hard, why do you take a break for a bit?” I’m thankful either way.”

���Me too. Hawkeye?”

“Yeah. Could you come here for a moment?”

“Of course! Cold?”

“Extremely.”

“Allow me.”

Hawkeye walked right over, and held me. It was a really nice feeling, and I really just wanted to hold him.

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“What are we going to do about Flagg?”

“Beg Henry to make him leave sooner rather than later.”

“And how are we going to do that?”

“Make his stay as unbearable as humanly possible.”

“How so?”

“What did we do to drive Sargent Wall outta here?”

“Well, we made as many jokes as we could.”

“I’ll get the oatmeal.”

“I’ll get the goat.”

I allowed Hawkeye to leave first, but I couldn’t help but watch him leave. I couldn’t help but feel like I was down bad.

“I borrowed Radar’s goat.”

“I’ve got the oatmeal.”

“You should put that in Frank’s boots too.”

“I should.”

“Half and half.”

“Perfect!”

“So are you.”

Fuck. Why did I say that? Now how in the hell am I going to play that off?

“I mean-”

“You-you like me?”

Welp, there’s no going back now.

“I do.”

“I like you too.”

“Is it enough to…?”

“Oh, absolutely! I thought you’d never ask!”

“We’re thinking the same thing, right?”

“I hope so.”

“On the count of three, let’s just say it.”

“Okay.”

We both started counting from three, and then this happened.

“Three…two…one… sex!”

We both had a dumbfounded look on our faces, but it soon turned into a giant fit of laughter.

“I can’t believe that we thought of the same thing!”

“Me either! How are we this attached?”

“Beats the hell outta me! I like it, though.”

“Me too.”

I kept staring into his beautiful blue eyes. It was as if I couldn’t look away from them, but business had to be done.

“We should uh..”

“Oh, yeah. Tonight, right?”

“Of course.”

“Good.”

With that awkward conversation out of the way, we moved onto what the purpose of us being here.

“Oatmeal’s in his boot.”

“Goat’s eating the paperwork.”

“Let’s get the outta here before they notice.”

“I agree.”

“Did Radar tell you when the goat has to be back?”

“Once this is over. Apparently Flagg said something that upset Radar. I’d like to know what he said. I'd like to give him a taste of his own medicine.”

“Hawkeye, you’ll knock his lights out before he can even open his mouth.”

“Damn right I will. No one upsets Radar like that.”

“How bad was it?”

“Radar fell apart as soon as he opened his mouth.”

“Let’s go ahead and ruin him.”

“If only there was a way that I could get him kicked out without getting kicked out myself.”

“I didn’t read anything like that in the manual. Maybe Henry knows.”

We headed to dinner, and waited for an official and a major to start yelling like a couple of madmen. Just then, Frank and flagg stormed in yelling, raising hell, and being a couple of idiots.

“My papers have been eaten by a goat! My boots had a copious amount of oatmeal being shoved in them, and frank’s too! Now, which one of you, or two of you are responsible for this?!”

The whole mess tent went silent.

“No one wants to break, huh?”

Flagg made his way over to Hawkeye and I. We weren’t nervous, but rather tried to control our laughter.

“You idiots!”

“Caught us.”

“Do you two know what you’ve done?!”

“Do we care?”

“I know you two don’t!”

I saw Hawkeye slowly start to stand up. He kept eye contact with Flagg and for once, I couldn’t stop smiling. Just then, Hawkeye balled up his hand into a fist, and punched Flagg with as much strength as he could.

“That was for making Radar upset. This is for bothering the hell out of Trap and I.”

Just then, Hawkeye kicked him, not enough to cause any harm, but just enough to scare the daylights outta Flagg. I watched out of pure amazement. Flagg left shortly after, and so did Frank, Margaret, and just about the whole camp, except for Hawkeye and I.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yes?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you look attractive when you’re mad?”

“Never.”

“I’d like to be the first then.”

“Really?”

“Watching you strike him in the face was the biggest sense of relief I’ve ever been a witness to. It looked personal too.”

“It was. Radar is like a nephew to me. We gotta watch out for each other, y’know?”

“I understand. Honestly, it was kinda hot.”

“Hot?”

“Hot enough for me to…”

I slowly snaked a hand over Hawkeye’s pants, and slowly started to rub his cock. He was like putty in my hands. I moved Hawkeye onto my lap and started kissing his neck. Hearing his moans and watching him squirm excited something in me. We stayed like that until Hawkeye started to writher in my hands out of pleasure, but I knew we couldn't stay like that for long.

“Not-Not here.”

“I agree. Let’s go back to The Swamp, lock the door, and have some fun.”

“Let-let’s make sure Frank isn’t there.”

“I’ll double check, my love.”

“What did you just call me?”

“My love. It’s just a placeholde-”

Hawkeye shut me up with a kiss. His lips were so soft and inviting. I couldn’t help but kiss him more. He started running his hands through my hair, not enough to ruin it, but just enough to fluff it up more. We slowly started pulling away for air, but when we fully pulled away, Hawkeye’s eyes sparkled.

“Your eyes are like sapphires, Hawkeye.”

“Really?”

“You have no idea. I could stare at them all day. You probably think that’s really corny, though”

“Trap?”

“Yeah?”

“There’s nothing you could do or say that would make me adore you any less.”

“Hawkeye, there’s something that I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

“Yeah?”

“I-I’m in love with you. You make me so damn happy, I finally know what love is. After everything you and I have been through, I figured now would be the best time to tell you. I couldn't tell you in front of Flagg, or even Henry. I, John “Trapper” McIntyre, am in love with you.”

“On that note, I, Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce, am also in love with you, and have been since we worked on that one patient together.”

“I don’t know what to say. Hawkeye, you just made me the happiest man in all of Korea.”

“Then, that makes me the second happiest man in Korea.”

I saw Hawkeye’s smile get bigger, and by the time that we had made our confession, we were already at our tent. However, there was Henry, Margaret, Frank, and Flagg standing in front of it. I hoped to every god that I could think of that they didn’t hear our confession.

“So, you two pranked us?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know what you’ve done?!”

“Nope.”

“Do either of you care?”

I looked over at Hawkeye, who now had the biggest grin of satisfaction on his face. We spoke in unison.

“Nope!”

With that, Flagg left. Everyone else, including Henry, threw their hands up and continued life as normal. Margaret and Frank went to their shared quarters, and Hawkeye and I were finally alone. We walked into our shared space and locked the door. I watched Hawkeye get undressed from today. I decided to carefully walk behind him, put my arms around his waist, and start kissing his neck softly. Hawkeye leaned into me, and I started tracing my hands over his skin.

“I-is it safe, Trap?”

“It is, my love.”

“Touch me more. Please, touch me more.”

I did what Hawkeye begged me to. His skin was so soft and he was incredibly vulnerable. I noticed that Hawkeye had already removed his boots and socks. I started to lose myself in him, but when my hands guided themselves to his pants, I couldn’t control myself. I reached the waistband of his pants, but stopped to look up at him.

“Trap-Trapper?”

“Yes?”

“Off.”

“Off?”

“Off. Please.”

I removed Hawkeye’s pants, and kissed his neck all the way down to his navel. I noticed that he shivered more the lower I went. I laid him down on my cot, got in between his legs, and kissed his lips more. He started pulling at my clothes as well, so I slowly removed everything until I was just in my boxers and t-shirt.

“Trapper?”

“Yes?”

“I-I’ve never been with a guy before.”

“Me neither. Let’s just take things slow, my dear. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Not unless I want you to?”

“Not unless you want me to.”

Hawkeye kissed me again, and I couldn’t help but kiss back. I couldn’t help but touch Hawkeye more. Having him this close was a gift from the heavens. I dreamt of this moment before, but I couldn’t believe that it would feel this good.

“Trap?”

“Yes?”

“I-I’m ready.”

“Me too. Let me grab the supplies.”

As I was taking off my shirt and boxers, I grabbed the lube and condoms. Shortly after, I felt Hawkeye run a hand through my hand and mutter about how handsome I looked in the pale moonlight draped through the empty slots of the old weathered wood that was our window.

“Hawkeye?”

“Yeah? You look so goddamn beautiful.”

“I-”

“Shhh, talk later. For now, let’s enjoy our night.”

I slid on the condom and put the lube on. I heard that there wasn’t such a thing as too much lube, so I put as much on as I felt was appropriate. Obviously, I didn’t want to hurt the man who was to take my virginity in this way. I lined myself up with Hawkeye and slowly entered him, not wanting to hurt him.

“S-so big.”

“Easy, baby. Relax for me.”

“Ye-yes, Sir.”

“You’re doing so good, my love.”

I allowed Hawkeye to get adjusted to my size, and watched him become a mess in the process. His beautiful blue eyes were blown out with lust, and damn was he handsome. I eventually pulled out of Hawkeye, but steadily entered him again.

“Trap?”

“Everything okay? We-”

“I-I just wanted you to know that, I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Me too, baby. That day I saw you in that blue Hawaiian shirt with a martini in hand, thinking evil thoughts, I just knew I had to have you.”

Hawkeye closed his eyes and had the biggest smile on his face as I started to build up a rhythm. Knowing that I was the one doing this to him made me feel something deep in my heart. I felt like I was falling in love all over again, but harder than before.

“Trapper. Trapper.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t, not now at least.”

“I feel so close…”

“Not yet, my darling. Just wait a little longer.”

“It feels so good…”

“I know, baby. But, not yet. I promise it’ll be soon.”

“Ngk. I need you.”

“I know baby, I need you too.”

Seeing Hawkeye so close, and that I was the cause, turned me on more. Could it be the way that he was moaning my name? Maybe. Could it be the way that I was fucking him? Could be. Either way, I had no plans on stopping. Hawkeye started gripping the sheets and became more of a mess than I thought that he would. It could just be the words of my ex wife telling me that, “no one would love me the way that she did.” Or the fact that this was my first time pleasing the one I love.

“Trapper…”

“I know, baby. You’re doing so well for me, angel.”

“A-angel?”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Quite the opposite. I like that nickname.”

“Oh baby, you’re my angel. My one and only.”

Hawkeye closed his eyes once again, and I started picking up the pace, but not enough to hurt my love.

“D-don’t stop.”

“Enjoying this, are we?”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Sir? That must mean that you’ll be obedient, but only for me.”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to. I-I’ll even shine your boots for you. Just don’t stop.”

I could tell that Hawkeye was getting close, so I slowed down, not wanting to ruin the moment too much.

“Why-why’d you slow down?”

“You were getting close, and I didn’t want you to cum just yet.”

Hawkeye let out a low groan, but slowly started to smile again. I had him just where I wanted him.

“Angel, I don’t want our fun to be over just yet. I want tonight to be memorable. It’s what you deserve.”

“A night of romance and sexual pleasure?”

“Hawkeye, you bust your ass day in and day out. You go outta your way to help those who need it. Hell, you’re dealing with me for fuck’s sake. That’s a handful and then some, angel. And you’re doing such a damn good job too. Hawkeye, you deserve nothing but absolute pleasure, and I’m more than happy to give that to you.”

“You mean it?”

“Every bit of it, my love.”

“Come here.”

I did as Hawkeye wanted, and he pulled me into a passionate kiss. He then, slowly started trailing kisses all over my body while muttering about how much he loves it. When he got back to my neck, there were hickey’s all over it, leading down to my navel. We started making out like a couple of teenagers, that is, until Hawkwye’s hands snaked their way around my waist, and then all over my back.

“Fuck…”

“Where do you want me, Sir?”

“On your back, angel. Just like that…”

Hawkeye leaned back, and I realigned myself with him. I slowly started pumping into him, but also watched him writher in delight. Hawkeye started panting harder, and his moans filled my ears like a song. I was in such a state of euphoria that I felt like I was about to cum. I had to hold it in a little longer so we could truly become one.

“Sir, I’m so close…oh god, I’m so close.”

“Easy, baby. Hold it just a little longer.”

“But.”

“Shhhh…”

Hawkeye relaxed once again and I felt like I was finally in control once more. I sped up more, but this time, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“I’m so close, Sir.”

“Me too, baby. Oh god, I’m fucking close.”

“Don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop.”

“I-I.”

“Cum for me, Sir. Please…”

As soon as Hawkeye said that, I came. Hawkeye did too, but the face that he made when he came was like looking at a masterpiece.

“You-you’re staring.”

“I know. It’s just that you’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Of course, angel. Come here, let’s get some rest.”

“Do you think the camp heard us?”

“Who cares? Let them.”

“Trapper, your neck.”

I looked at my neck, and sure enough Hawkeye’s teeth marks were deep. I didn’t really mind them, it was like having a sense of seniority and dominance on me. I was proud to have them.

“I-“

“Don’t apologize. You were amazing, Hawkeye. And hey, I could get used to these”

“Thank you, Trapper. That one’s in an obvious spot, though.”

“That’s okay, I like it. It beats having to wear a ring.”

“But-”

“They’re from you, baby. I now have you with me all the time, and that’s the best thing that I could ever have, I promise.”

“What about Flagg?”

“Oh, fuck Flagg. If he decides to somehow send us back, let him. This place won’t really survive long without us. Especially you. You’re the heart and backbone of this camp. They’d be lost without you.”

“You really think so?”

“I know so. C’mon,let’s get cleaned up.”

“Okay.”

I grabbed our robes, soap, and then some, and then led Hawkeye to the showers. The camp was practically deserted, so getting to the showers without getting yelled at, either by Henry or a major, was a breeze. I helped Hawkeye clean up, as he didn’t have much strength in his legs, and also washed his hair.

“You’re taking care of me?”

“Of course I’m taking care of you. You’re my baby.”

“You’re too good for me.”

“No baby, you’re too good for me.”

“I love you, Trapper.”

“I love you too, darling.”

After our shower, we got dressed, took our stuff back to The Swamp,changed out everything, and headed to bed. Hawkeye fell asleep the moment I draped an arm around him. I shortly followed after thinking about how much in love I truly was.

[pierceintyre-hunnihawk-butnsfw]

Only You (And You Alone)

It was a normal day at the 4077th, patients coming in and some leaving. I wasn’t doing any surgical work, so I decided to watch Trapper work. I was in awe of his beauty, but mainly his hands. Those hands have danced with me, drank with me, pulled pranks on other people with me, and helped me lose my virginity. I felt myself getting turned on at the thought of Trapper having sex with me, mainly him manhandling me. We’ve done it a few times before, but he was always hard to convince at first. Once Trapper and I got off work, he went back to The Swamp, changed his clothes, and headed to a punching bag. Seeing Trapper in those boxing shorts, and only in his boxing shorts, always made me get all hot and bothered. I couldn’t help but stare at him from afar. He knew how to turn a man on, and damn was it working. The problem was, I couldn’t get him to budge. Once Trapper’s workout had been finished, I decided to follow him back to The Swamp and see if I could somehow manage to get him to fuck me again. At least, once more. He must’ve noticed since he came in and saw me staring up at him with my blue eyes, assumingly filled with hope.

“Hawkeye, I can see that you’re a horny mess. It’s in your eyes.”

“But-”

“I gotta say, it’s cute, but it’s not enough to get me in bed with you.”

“Please Trapper. I’ll do anything.”

“Anything, huh? Hmm, I don’t know. Do you feel like you deserve me?”

“I-”

“I don’t. Look at you, all hot and bothered. Your pretty blue eyes staring up at me like some sorta lost puppy. It’s pathetic.”

“Trapper…”

“Hmm?”

“I need you.”

“Well, that’s just too bad isn’t it?”

“Sir…”

“Okay, alright, I give in, but just know, you’re not allowed to cum until I say so.”

“Ye-yes, sir.”

“Music to my ears, you dirty fucking whore.”

I started to relax once Trapper put his hand around my neck. I gently grabbed his other hand, and looked up at him.

“I want you to kiss me… here.”

“I can do that, baby. Heaven knows I’ve always loved your chest.”

I started to moan once he started kissing me there and then all over my neck. It soon turned to him kissing me all over. I couldn’t hold in my moans anymore.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, and you’re already getting turned on? That’s so cute.”

“Th-thank you.”

I couldn’t help but look up at Trapper, as I was already on my knees. He was already shirtless, and really hard. I could see the outline of his dick, and god was it big. Trapper still had his hand on my neck, but started kissing me more. His lips were rough, and his hands were heavy and callased. I started to get more and more eager.

“Angel?”

“Yes, Sir?”

“Suck.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I pulled down Trapper’s boxing shorts, and noticed that he had nothing underneath. I gently licked the tip of his cock, and slowly started to put his length in my mouth more. I had to adjust to his size, but I could feel myself getting hard. I slowly started stroking myself as I took in more of Trapper. Before either of us could cum, Trapper pulled my hair, and removed me from his cock.

“Stand up for me.”

“Of course, Sir.”

“Perfect. Now, strip for me. Strip everything off, except your underwear.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I love watching you.Your body and mind can really turn a man on.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

I did as Trapper asked, and he started to walk back over to me. Slowly trailing his hands over my body, and kissing me more. It was as if he needed me more than I needed him. I still tried to stay grounded, but slowly started losing.

“Mmmm, look at you. So vulnerable, yet trying to stay guarded. Tell me, angel, what do you want me to do to you?”

“I-I want you to ruin me.”

“Such a pretty boy like you wants a man like me to ruin you? I’m really touched.”

“Touch me.”

Trapper started kissing my neck, and I couldn’t help but moan once he hit my sweet spot.

“So needy. God, I’d fuck you forever if I could.”

“I wish you would. I’ve been thinking about you all day. The way you glisten in the sun, the fact that your shoulders are so broad. You really turn me on.”

“I’m flattered. Ease onto the bed, darling.”

“What-what if Frank sees us?”

“It’s late and he’s at Margaret’s. The Swamp is our’s, angel.”

“Don-don’t bite.”

“Scared I might hurt you?”

“N-No. What if an official sees us? What if the others can see your bite mark on me?”

“Let them.”

“But-”

“Shhh darling, let me take care of you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good.”

Trapper ran his hands all over me, not wanting to let the feeling pass. I couldn’t help but moan more. I felt him bite me, and then he started sucking my skin. I couldn’t help but shiver. Trapper started rubbing my thighs as he kissed me, and I practically jumped.

“Easy, angel.”

“It feels good.”

“Yeah? Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“Yes…?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Perfect.”

Trapper laid me onto my cot and started kissing me more. I felt like I was in heaven. I couldn’t help but moan his name more. I felt myself getting harder in the process.

“Angel, you’re leaking.”

“I can’t help it, you feel so good.”

“I know, baby. Allow me.”

Trapper started touching my cock. I couldn’t help but react. He kept a steady pace, but he kept whispering so many praising nicknames that I felt like I was about cum right then and there. I shut my eyes, and let Trapper do his work. I felt so close in his hand.

“Daddy…Daddy please…”

“Please what, darling?”

“M-More. I need more.”

“In time, my love.”

He started to stroke my cock more, but kept slowing down his pace. I groaned at his response, but that just made him take off my boxers entirely.

“Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes.”

“Such a whore.”

“Yes, but I’m also yours.”

“True. A pretty one too.”

I started to blush more, as if I wasn’t hot enough. He stroked me faster, I was in such a state of ecstasy, and Trapper watching my head being thrown back in pleasure, just made me hornier. I kept moaning at his touch and at the sight of him touching me with this look of admiration.

“Angel?”

“Yes?”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Relax for me, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I heard the sound of a lube bottle being opened and a condom being ripped opened. He spread my legs for himself to enter, and I shuddered at his touch. He ran his hands over my body, kissing everything he could. I closed my eyes as his hands ran all over my torso. His hands were so attentive and warm against my cold skin. He stood over me and I felt him slowly enter me, and even though we’ve done this a few times now, I’m still not a hundred percent used to his size as I felt tears slowly start to stream, but I soon felt his lips kiss them away.

“Shhh, you’re okay, my love. You’re okay, you’re okay, baby. You’re doing so good for me, I swear. I sometimes feel like you’re too good for me.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“Daddy, eh? How long have you been wanting to call me that?”

Fuck. I’ve never called him that before. I’ve only thought about it. I’ve been wanting to call him that since he first touched me. I had to come up with something quick.

“Ev-ever since the first time we had sex.”

“I could get used to that.”

“Really?”

“Ohhh, yes baby..”

I felt him enter me entirely, and I just had to let my mouth drop in ecstasy. His cock was huge and had a lot of girth too. I winced at the feeling of him filling me up with his dick. It felt so good, and I knew that I was under his spell. I knew that Trapper knew too from that stupid grin on his face that used to drive me insane.

“Daddy...”

“I haven’t even pulled out yet, and you’re already a mess.”

“I can’t help it.”

“I love the way you smell. I love the way you moan when I fuck you like this. I just love everything about you…”

“I love how you manhandle me. You make me feel like such a whore, but loved too.”

“Angel, you may be a whore, but you’re my fucking whore. Never anyone else’s. God help someone who tries to make you their’s.”

Trapper pulled out, and I couldn’t help but whine. I missed his size already. Just then, he entered me again. I felt my body twitch with delight.

“So horny for me.”

“You’ve got a good body, you’re intelligent, hilarious, and you know what I like.”

“A simple man, who can’t live a simple life. I’d do this every day with you, but we have other jobs, and another person.”

“It definitely doesn't help that we share a space with another man.”

“I’ll get us our own space, just the two of us. It’ll be that abandoned tent on the other side, I swear. We can build a life together there. Just you and me, no one has to know, except for the Colonel, of course. No more Frank bothering us for some stupid violation, or whatever he claims. I can break it off with my wife, and it’ll just be the two of us in our own space, making love whenever we can.”

“Trap, you’re already in me, and you’re turning me on more.”

“That just means more for me to fuck and enjoy.”

“I need that.”

“Good.”

“It really is.”

“Baby boy?”

“Yes, Daddy?”

“Tell me how bad you need me.”

“Daddy, I need you. I need you so much it hurts. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“That’s what I want to hear. Be a good boy, and let me fuck you more.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“So obedient. I think that’s why I fell in love with you.”

“I’m only obedient with you.”

“Exactly.”

Hearing those words just turned me on more. I was practically putty in his hands. Trapper started building up a rhythm and I couldn’t help but moan his name.

“Trapper! Fuck! Just like that! Fuck me harder, Daddy! Ruin me! Please ruin me!”

“Fuck…”

“More!”

“Angel, you feel so fucking good. I’m going to cum in you and ruin you for any other man.”

“Please, Daddy.”

I felt Trapper getting more frantic with his movements. I couldn’t help but slowly start to cum. Just then, Trapper pulled out. I was frustrated, but knew it was for a reason.

“Remember what I said, angel.”

“No cumming until you want me to.”

“That’s right. Looks like I’m gonna have to do this again.”

I let out a small moan at the thought of him fucking me again. I’ve gotta say, it turned me on more.

“I’d hate for you to have to go solo tonight, angel. Especially since you’re going to miss out on me fucking you into oblivion.”

“Daddy-”

“Shh, allow me.”

Trapper started stroking my cock again, but this time, he wasn’t keeping a steady pace, and watching me become a mess in his hand.

“All I have to do is touch any part of you, and you become a wreck. Look how fucking adorable you are. So good for me.”

“I’m gonna…”

“Not yet, my love.”

“But-”

“In time, my darling. In time, but not now.”

“I need you so badly.”

“I know, baby, but not yet.”

I started gripping the sheets as he became more frantic. Just then, he stopped.

“Not yet.”

“That’s twice now.”

“You’ve kept count.”

“It’s what you told me to do the first that we did this.”

“I remember. That was a wonderful night in the storage closet.”

“You were so possessive, yet begged me to be quiet. Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Enter me? Please?”

“Is that what you need?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm…”

“But, no condom this time, please.”

“No condom?”

“No. I need to feel all of you in me. I need to know that you want me just as much as I need you.”

“I can make that happen.”

“Really, Daddy?”

“Yes.”

I felt Trapper slowly enter me again, but it didn’t feel bad. I just hoped he let me cum this time. I hate being denied an orgasm, but it always felt better after the third time around.

“I need you, baby.”

“I need you too, Daddy.”

“Bef-before we continue, I have a confession to make, angel.”

“Yeah?”

I held my breath and hoped that it he wasn’t going to tell me that he changed his mind. I was prepared for the worst.

“This has been on my mind all day.”

“Really?”

I couldn’t believe that I was actually entertaining Trapper’s thoughts during the day, or even during work. It was like a dream had finally come true. Aside from him fucking me, he thinks about me. That's all that I’ve ever truly wanted, and it was finally happening.

“I was watching you work on those patients, and it turned me on. How careful you are, how focused you were. But then, watching you get down on your knees, and then watching you strip made me so fucking horny. I still have a hard on from it. And to think that it was all for me.”

“I did that to you?”

“You did, my love. Now, spread your legs wider, angel. I wanna take what’s mine.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

“That’s it, Daddy, fuck me hard ‘til it hurts!”

“Fuck, you’re so hot, I can barely hold it in!”

“Don’t you dare stop fucking me!”

I started panting like a dog in heat. He felt so good and really strong too.

“Just hearing you pant like that… It makes me want to cum soon.”

“Don’t. Oh God, don’t.”

“I’m close, baby.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes, my love?”

“My whole body is trembling.”

“I can’t hold it much longer either, baby.”

“Cum in me. Cum in me, please.”

“Fuck! I-I’m gonna-!”

“Yes! Don’t stop!”

“Angel, I’m so close...”

“Cum in me.”

“Oh, I’m going to.”

“Yes! Right there! Yes!”

“Hawkeye…!”

“Trapper…!”

I felt Trapper cum inside me, and it felt so fucking good, I couldn’t help but cum too. I hoped it wouldn’t have made Trapper mad and or disappointed that I came without his permission. I knew that he wouldn’t push me too bad if he did.

“I’m-”

“Don’t be sorry, sweetheart. I gave you the go ahead anyway. You were so good, Hawkeye, I mean, you’re fantastic in bed, do you know that? I feel like a lucky bastard. So obedient too. You’re so beautiful, you drive me fucking insane. You’re addictive too.”

“Well, I had a wonderful handler, but what about your wife?”

“Do you remember what I said shortly after we started?”

“I do. Why?”

“I meant all of those things during sex, and I want you to know that I’m going to do it. Louise and I have just had too many arguments, and whatnot going on, and it’s not worth it at this point. I’m leaving her for you, Hawkeye.”

“Is this about the reassignment surgery talk you two had?”

“Where she thought that trans people were freaks, and a bunch of other disgusting names? Part of it. Another part of it is that she’s sleeping with the neighbor, and just decided to tell me yesterday during mail call. I’m happy for her since I get to finally be happy with the man that I adore ever so dearly. I mean, he’s tall but shorter than me, has beautiful blue eyes, a contagious laugh, and always knows how to make me feel better. Plus, he’s my best friend, and there’s no one else like him. I discovered that I love you more than her, amongst other things, and I want to live a life with just you in it. We can forget about the war until we have to, and then we can discuss how it’s so useless for a war to be going on.”

“But, what happens if one of us gets our papers before the other?”

“That won’t happen.”

“But what if it does?”

“We’ll find each other again, and that’s a promise I’m going to keep. I just wish we would’ve met sooner. We fit perfectly together.”

“I wish we would’ve too. My dad would’ve loved you.”

“Your dad does sound like such a nice guy.”

“He is.”

“You’re getting drowsy. How about we take a shower and then head to bed, yeah?”

“I don’t even know if I have the strength to get up.”

“I’ll carry you.”

“Please?”

“Come here, baby. After everything you let me do to you, this is the least that I could possibly do for you, my dear. I’ll help you out as much as I possibly can, and then some. I love you, angel.”

“I love you too, Trapper. You make loving fun and such a memorable experience, I want more, but not tonight.You really did a wonderful number on me, but I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”

“I’m so glad that I could make this experience so memorable. I think you made me realize just how much we needed each other, rather how much I needed you. I will say, before we do this again, I’m going to let you recover from tonight. I’ll even put in a word saying that you’re not feeling too good to the colonel. But, that can wait. For now, I just want you to be happy.”

“Oh Trapper, I’m always happy when you’re around. You’re like a breath of fresh air on a muggy day. I’m grateful that you’re helping me, though. But, can we cuddle tonight?”

“Of course we can, and I’ll even change your sheets out for you to sleep on tomorrow night. I want my baby to be as comfortable as he can while he’s a million miles away from home.”

“I really appreciate that, Trapper. Carry me?”

“Okay.”

Trapper did exactly that, and even helped me shower. Feeling both his hands and the hot water on my body helped to relax more. Once I was out of the shower, Trapper wrapped me up in my robe and carried me back to The Swamp while whispering sweet nothing’s in my ear. I just wish we were able to do this more often. As we got back to The Swamp, Trapper carried me over to his cot, and gently laid me on top of it. He went over to my cot, removed the sheets, and even removed the pillowcase too. Trapper came back over to where I was, lifted me up gently, and then laid my head on his chest to where I could hear his heartbeat. Never in my life had I fallen asleep that quick and stayed asleep while I was away from home. I was happy. We were both happy.