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Sappy dads :'D

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idk if you take the prompts as asks and stuff but if you do what about some 31 if you know what I mean ( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°)
Probably not what you meant, but I thought it would be hilarious.
31. âCan you guys just fuck already?â
âMordecai was standing on the balcony of the Raiders HQ, looking up at the late night sky as if it would give him any of the answers he was looking for.
It had been a long couple weeks. First Bloodwing had been killed, and that took a hard toll on him, and now Brick was back in Sanctuary. He should have been happy, this should have made everything better butâŚ
He still felt empty and it was weighing heavy on his shoulders.
He didnât look up when he heard heavy footsteps slowly ascend up the stairs behind him.
âHey?â A deep voice, wary and hesitant. Speaking softly as though Mordecai himself were a bird that would easily spook and fly off. Mordecai lowered his head and grinned at the thought. Maybe he would if he could.
âHey,â Mordecai replied, but still didnât turn around. He still wasnât sure how he could face Brick after all this time. It wasnât as if he really did much to keep him from Roland exiling him. He wasnât sure if he was ready to see Brickâs face after all that.
Mordecai tensed and straightened up as strong arms came and wrapped around him, pinning his arms to his side. Brick leaned down and rested his chin atop Mordecaiâs head and smiled.
âI missed you,â Brick mumbled into his hair, and Mordecai could only huff, shocked that Brick could be so calm after everything that had happened to him.
Mordecai slowly turned in his arms and looked up at him, seeing only sincerity in those eyes. He reached up slowly and pushed his goggles up, revealing his own misty eyes and smiled timidly.
âI⌠missed you too,â he whispered. âMore than youâll ever know.â
Brick grinned wider and leaned in to kiss himâ
âOH MY GOD!â A shrill yell from Lilith startled them both out of their haze, before a banging came from the the room beside them.
âOh would you two just / fuck already, some of us / are trying to sleep!â
Mordecai pulled himself from Brickâs grasp, but Brick couldnât help but laugh out loud, making the other vault hunters in the bunks groan and curse them out some more.
Brick leaned down and stole a kiss from the flustered man anyway. âSounds like a good idea to me.â
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Borderlands (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Brick/Mordecai (Borderlands) Characters: Brick (Borderlands), Mordecai (Borderlands) Additional Tags: Biting, Hand Jobs, Outdoor Sex, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Kissing, Making Out, PWP, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Summary:
Nothing fancy, I saw a list of rough first kiss things and decided to compile them into one condensed and steamy make out session with my favourite boys.
I'm a simple person.... I'm just so happy to see them....
When your bfff is always trying to die the most painful way possible :C (Many thanks to wilwarindi for the invaluable help with Spanish!)

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A piece inspired by @wilwarindi âs fic Caught on Fire. Because I love it so much,
â... Brick touched the tattoo on his left hip. âOh. I forget about that,â Mordecai said with a shrug. âI got it when I was a kid.â The tattoo, all in black ink, depicted two crossed revolvers over a â#1â. âWhy?â asked Brick. âWhy?â âDoes it mean anything?â Mordecaiâs mouth twisted in a humorless smile. âIt means Iâm a fucking good shooter. Even if other people donât wanna admit it*.â