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Most days, a trip to Hydroponics was all Carter needed to relax and clear his head. Today, it wasn't going to be that easy, and it was all Cernan's fault.

No, it wasn't fair to blame Cernan. It wasn't the man's fault that the crew uniform fit him a little too snugly, showing off the muscles in his shoulders. Or how that same uniform accented the way his broad chest narrowed into an enticing V shape pointing down to his hips.

There was no way Carter was going to be able to clear his mind enough to get rid of that image.

“Hello, Carter,” Cernan greeted him, his smile warm and friendly. “What were you doing today?” Carter blinked out of his distracting thoughts. He didn't have time to answer; Cernan had reached for his hand, turning it over.

Cernan's expression shifted to thoughtful study, then softened to understanding. Carter thought he washed all the dirt off, but some must have clung to his nails. Enough for Cernan to see where he'd been, and to draw conclusions. A part of him wanted to squirm that Cernan knew him so well, but there was another part that felt a thrill for the engineer to notice something so small.

Carter met Cernan's gaze. He could feel his pulse growing faster, pushing him into doing something very risky. To even consider it was not like him, but standing here with Cernan, the engineer's calloused grip holding his hand, those eyes seeing him... Carter took a breath, lifted his other hand up to pull Cernan close, and kissed him.

“Carter...” Cernan sucked in a sharp breath, mouth twitching. He sounded surprised, but not upset. Carter pulled back, a little uncertain. “That,” Cernan said with a faint smile, “was a nice surprise.”

“Really?” Not a reaction he expected.

“I was worried you were feeling stressed,” Cernan explained. He lifted Carter's hand to his lips and kissed the fingers. “I'm glad to be wrong.”

Carter's skin tingled where Cernan's lips made contact, his cheeks burning hot. He had been feeling stressed when he went to Hydroponics, but he wasn't going to say that now. Instead, he drew his hand away from Cernan's mouth to touch his cheek, sliding his hand along the jaw to cup Cernan's face and bring him in for another kiss.

“Better now,” he answered against the man's lips.

His next kiss was a little more firm and bold, his lips parting a little to taste Cernan's mouth. He heard another gasp. Cernan's lips flexed against his, and then Cernan kissed back. Feeling that sent a shiver down Carter's spine.

His hand traveled a little farther, brushing behind Cernan's ear. His fingers weaved through the strands of the man's hair, enjoying the sensation against his skin. Cernan made a soft noise, his lips now holding a hunger in their kisses. Carter let his fingers dig in deeper, brushing against the scalp. This time Cernan's noise was louder.

Carter wanted to dare to be bold. On his next pass through Cernan's hair, he curled his fingers together and tugged on the strands.

“Carter!” Cernan gasped. He was breathless, his accent thickening. His eyes were wide, his cheeks flushed.

“Did... you like that?” Carter asked.

“You're good with your hands,” Cernan answered. He touched Carter's hip, bringing him a little closer. “I know you'll be careful.”

That made Carter hot all over. This time, Cernan was the one pulling him in, his mouth coaxing Carter into something even deeper and more heated. Carter pushed both of his hands into the other man's hair, digging his nails in, pulling just enough.

“Closer,” Salim whispered into his lips, sliding his other leg away to give Jason the perfect place. Jason settled himself there, fitting hip to hip.

“That better, darlin'?”

“Not... yet.” Salim shifted again, closing his legs back together until his thighs were pressed against Jason's body. Creating a tighter space where he would feel every flex of Jason's muscles, every ragged breath he took, every moan vibrating in his chest.

“Hey.” Jason gave him a gentle nip on the lips. “You know I ain't goin' nowhere.”

“I know.” Salim pressed his thighs even tighter against him, nipping back.

“And you're gonna have to let me go to get the lube,” Jason added.

“No, I won't.” Salim slid his hand under the pillow to show Jason the bottle.

“God, I fuckin' love you,” Jason declared. He slid himself closer, between the tight space Salim created with his thighs, pressing a hungry kiss on his lover's mouth. Salim groaned. The feel of Jason's body sliding between his legs sent a thrill through him.

“I love you, too,” Salim answered, petting through Jason's hair as they kissed.

He knew he was going to lose this tight grip he had on Jason, that once his lover got going, Salim's legs would be more of an anchor than a vice. But for right now he had this, and the friction it caused between them. Jason understood the purpose and started rocking back and forth, a perfect imitation of what would come later.

Their tongues got into the rhythm, too. The bed squeaked a little as they moved against each other, Salim's fingers twisting in Jason's hair and his other hand gripping a shoulder. He squeezed his thighs in, shuddering as the vice was actually slipping Jason's underwear down by inches. Heat seared his veins.

“Please,” he begged against Jason's lips.

“Fuck, how am I supposed to...” Jason's thumb hooked into the tight briefs, tugging them. “Salim, I'm gonna have to...”

“Yes, habibi,” Salim answered. He already got what he wanted from his thighs squeezing this tight.

Jason's strong hands pushed Salim's legs apart, tugging Salim's briefs off in the same moment. He lifted the legs up over his head, sliding the material off, flicking it over his shoulder. He wiggled his own off and then he was back, clamped right between Salim's thighs.

“Jason,” Salim purred in approval. He took in lube-slick fingers with a gentle arch of his back. He could be patient for this part as Jason's fingers filled and stretched him.

“Hey.” Jason patted one of his thighs. “Think you can tighten up again, darlin'?”

“I... I can try.”

“Good. I liked how it felt.” Jason was slicking up his cock now. “Like I was fucking you on the outside.”

“That, um... was the idea.”

Jason lined up, the head of his cock rubbing against Salim's entrance. “Then you better hold on tight, Salim, 'cause I'm determined to fuck your whole body.”