AN: The inevitable has happened, I got stuck on where to go to the story. I'll try to get it all sorted. Even though I got stuck, I thought a short and sweet love scenes were better than nothing. Enjoy!

Chapter 16

The van rocked with each thrust Misha gave into his body. Klus purred as he pressed the back of his head against the seat he lay spread out on. Gasping as an intense shock of pleasure ran through him. His lover above him moans and coos as he rubs the blue's face with one of his giant hands, never stopping the rhythm they shared in the back of the heavy's van. His toes curl with each motion his lover makes as the medic wraps his legs tighter around the larger man's waist, loving the soft, warm kissing the giant gave him and the attention his hands gave to his body. His own hands had been pinned above him on the seat, as he whimpered with need to touch his red lover that made slow love to him. Creaks from the van echoed throughout the area they were in. The warm forest in which they took their vacation that their bosses allowed every so often. Finally, the pleasure was ending as the giant gave one final thrust and went still, filling the German with his seed. Klus came as well with a strained cry and an arch, covering their , they lay there, enjoying the afterglow of their deed. Smiling at his lover who had taken care to hold his weight on his arms to keep himself from crushing the blue, Klus bent upward and gave a gentle kiss to Misha's lips who responded sleepily and with a smile.

"You are very energetic today." Klus sang softly, listening to his lover's heart beat within his chest. A rumble from the heavy was followed by a coy laugh. "Of course. Have not seen you all month." Had it really been that long since they had been together? It must have. But the blue could not think right at the moment with his brain all melted from his earlier pleasure. Misha had come to him while on the battlefield as the medic had been left behind by the Soldier, whom he had been following. With a quick and passionate kiss, the red heavy had invited the blue to go camping with him. They had gone pretty far from the bases and into a secluded campsite for those who didn't want to be bothered. Ever since they arrived, however, Misha had become rather eager for the medic's attention and had made love to the blue or the third time that day. It was wonderful, of course, but now Klus feared that he wouldn't be able to walk again.

"Been worried about you since the explosion at the blue base." The heavy admitted tentatively with a rub to the back of his neck. "Had you not been with me." Placing his metal hand on Misha's lips, he shushed him. The red heavy wasn't the only one who had been worried. The whole blue team had been in an uproar and even more determined to find out who the culprit was. Dell had checked all the cameras but could not see anyone, leaving the whole incident to suspect a spy had been behind it. But a bomb would not have been a spy's work, especially not a botched one as Vasha had claimed. More or less, Spies tended to stab rather than explode. Dell had been the last one down in the boiler room which left him open on suspicion despite what he claims, and has had everybody watching him for any foul movements. The whole thing had been puzzling and with no DNA to use, they could not find out.

The Administrator was not happy when she found out what happened to the medical ward but sent people over to fix the place up. Which is what prompted a cease fire and a whole three week vacation plus time off for repairs to the building. With that explosion, the teams were being moved to another area on the mountain so the workers can finish up without risk of being in the middle of a ploy war.

"You are being silly." Klus chided good humorously, patting the arm beside him. Misha smiled and nodded, the moon light shining from outside. Looking down at his smaller lover, he wiggled his brow and with a coy grin, took the German in his arms. "Lets go outside." He cheered happily and took the medic in his arms and carried him out the van. Klus sputtered as he covered his privates with his hands. "Are you crazy?! What about our clothes?!" his cry did not deter his gigantic lover as he was laid down on his back so Misha could build a fire and so he wouldn't be even more sore in his hind end than he already was. The campfire was slowly blinking to life as the Russian chuckled and sat beside his smaller lover.

"Is no one around to see." Misha assured and rubbed Klus' thigh, thumb caressing the side of his leg. Brows raising to hide in his long hair, he gave the giant a long stare, not once removing his hands where he had them. With a small laugh, he takes Klus' hands and pry them away, leaving his privates out in the open. The medic shivered from the cold that the fire barely kept away as it grew and roared to life. "No one will see us, Дорогая моя." Klus was hesitant and insecure as he fought to keep from covering himself once again. Misha was right. No one would see them since there was no one else there. But sitting there in the dirt, bare as the day he was born unnerved him, lessons from his time growing up in Stuttgart, of how his mother would scold him for the smallest thing. Yet here he sat. Not at home with his mother back in Germany. He sat on American soil, far away from the Vietnam war, with Misha in a campground far from people. His lover took his jaw in his hand and traced the edges of his jaw bone with a gentle finger, a sad expression on his face while a smile grew on his lips. Almost as if he understood Klus' dilemma.

Pressing his mouth to the medic's forehead, his lips landed on soft black locks of hair. "Ты чудесная." Was the tender purr he heard escape the giant, so silent that Klus could barely heard it as the heavy's other arm wrapped around his body. "Не могу жить без тебя." then the Russian's lips trailed down the blue's face and landed on his mouth, kissing him passionately for the tenth time that night. Returning the kiss just as eagerly, he wrapped his arms around Misha's neck and held tightly.

They made love there on the dirt and in front of the fire. Klus was unable to walk the next morning. He didn't regret anything.

"How long has it been?" The words escaped Klus as he cuddled close to the larger form beside him in the tent, his pajamas caressing his skin as he shifted. The confused grunt came from the tired Russian as his eyes remained shut in much needed sleep. "How long has it been since we've been together? Two months." Another grunt came from the heavy, this time, in confirmation as he replied "Almost. A month and seventeen days." Satisfied with this, the medic shoved his nose into his lover's bulk, inhaling the sent happily as he fell into his own sleep. Muttering a soft "Ich leibe dich."

TRANSLATIONS:

Ты чудесная: You are wonderful (Russian)

Не могу жить без тебя: I can't live without you (Russian)