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John Porter, britsh soldier, multiverse, multiship fc: Richard Armitage tag:iamjohnporter

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"Hey, buddy!" Damien Scott was always loud, even when the man was suffering from a hangover. The American leaned over John's shoulder and offered him a steaming cup of coffee. "You're looking a little sleepy. Here. This should perk you up a little." -porter-stonebbridge-scott

John looked up as Scott leaned over him with a steaming coffee. The smell alone had the potency to keep the dead awake... so it was probably just enough to keep him awake for half an hour more."Thanks. I might need more of this stuff, though. I'm ready to fall asleep standing up."

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"Well its more… looking for new recruits." She said to him "Some paperwork, some travelling and basically watching people we think may work out for it, before we get them in. A little like I did with you in the very beginning."

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"I'm actually not equiped to be a recruit.", John pointed out. "I wasn#t even technically equiped to go back into active duty. Ptsd. So what made me the newes agent?"

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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She kissed him lightly “I’ll keep you busy.” She whispered softly “And If you want, you can help me with some stuff.” She breathed and kissed him again.

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"What stuff?", he whispered softly against his lips. "i'm not one for paperwork, I'm afraide. I'm action, not paper."

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"I mean duty." She replied and smiled softly "I didn’t think you were." She whispered and kissed him softly "I never thought you would fuck and run." She breathed. "But yeah, you will not be on duty for a while,"

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"Damn... I'm stuck on this without anything to do?" Brilliant. He'd go mad, he'd honestly go mad in here

[richard-crispin-armitage]

Lucas North, Series 9.  Edited photos from RichardArmitageNet

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"I don’t expect you to come back for a while, don’t worry, Fury wouldn’t dare piss me off right now." She said a little smirk on her lips "Kinda punched him." She said and looked at John. "So.. about last night." She whispered and looked at him.

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"Come back? To duty? Cause if you mean here: I'm not leaving. Not so fast", John whispered. "I'm nto the type of guy to fuck and run."

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She stroked his chest lightly “Shh, you have to try.” She breathed soothingly, wanting him to rest and sleep. He needed to, he had to take it easy.

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He slowly woke up after a few hours of sleep. John looked around to find her in the room still. “Have you not rested?”

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She lift her head and looked at him and nodded softly “Yeah, I have.” She breathed and stretched, yawning a little “You ok?”

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"I am getting better, I think.", John answered. "I'll still be out of it for a while unfortunately." But he would heal and be back eventually. "The torture left its marks."

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She stroked his chest lightly “Shh, you have to try.” She breathed soothingly, wanting him to rest and sleep. He needed to, he had to take it easy.

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He slowly woke up after a few hours of sleep. John looked around to find her in the room still. "Have you not rested?"

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She laughed softly and kissed his cheek “Yeah, that really wasn’t rest” She blushed lightly. She stroked his chest “Well how about you get some sleep and we can… figure this out tomorrow.” 

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"I don't think I can sleep.", he said. Bup sleep soon proved him wrong. He struggled to open his eyes again and eventually fell asleep.

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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Amelia was trying to catch her breath as she looked over at John, blushing “Same here, and its a damn good thing that these rooms are sound proof.” She laughed.

She rolled onto her side “Are you ok? Not more sore than you were? And still… well.. hearts ok, and everything?” She asked and placed a hand on his chest.

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"I am still alive." John laughed a little. "But in dire need of rest. Because that did not qualify as such."

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Amelia laughed softly “He sure does, and I hope he doesn’t watch us with that one eye.” She said “And You’re seducing me huh?” She asked and kissed just above the line of his bottoms. “Hmm.. Funny, I’m the one down here being seductive.”

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"I am giving it my best shot.", John answered with a smirk. it ended the way it had to end: Them having a tumble in the hay, so to speak.

The smirk was still plastered onto his face as she rolled off of him. He held her hand. "That was... the best sex I had in years."

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"Oh I will tell you..", The man whispered as she straddled him. This was technically against the rules, against every rule probably. So… this was not exactly good. But he just could not care less…

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She kissed down his neck “You know… this is seriously frowned upon..; me as.. your recruiter, but its our little secret.” She whispered between each kiss placed on his chest. She moved down a little more and smirked, playing with the hem of his pants.

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"Well... I am the one seducing you.", John pointed out rather sure of himself. "Anyway who could possibly find out? Who would care? Fury has one eye left."

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"Oooh." He laughed at that. As if it was something bad. "I would not mind, my dear, not in the slightest. Be my guest."

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She kissed him again and slowly moved to straddle his lap “If you start to hurt, tell me.” She said softly and kissed his neck “I need you Well.” She whispered softly.

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"Oh I will tell you..", The man whispered as she straddled him. This was technically against the rules, against every rule probably. So... this was not exactly good. But he just could not care less...

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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"But..", John began. "I heard endorphins and various hormones released during orgasm actually aid healing." He could play that game too, after all. And she did not seem to mind. He paid attention.

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Amelia laughed softly and stroked his chest “What if I get carried away?” She smirked “And I want to do more then kiss you.” She whispered and kissed his jaw lightly, smirking as she did.

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"Oooh." He laughed at that. As if it was something bad. "I would not mind, my dear, not in the slightest. Be my guest."

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In a "Compromising" Position.

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That was the wrong question to ask a soldier without romatic relations. The worst kind of wrong actually. He had a history of falling for honey traps for a reason after all. And so he grinned.

"Below the waistband maybe, dear?"

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She rose a brow “Now we both know you should be resting, I think if I did anything down there, neither of us would be resting.” She whispered “Yes, you may be on your back, but you will be worn out.” She winked at him. She pressed her lips to his “After you heal.” She promised. “How does that sound?”

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"But..", John began. "I heard endorphins and various hormones released during orgasm actually aid healing." He could play that game too, after all. And she did not seem to mind. He paid attention.

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"I’m injured.", John answered. "Wouldn’t say that’s okay. But it will heal. Can you… kiss me again?"

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"Yeah, you are, but at least you’re not in cardiac arrest anymore." She pointed out. She smiled and then slowly smirked "Where?" She whispered.

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That was the wrong question to ask a soldier without romatic relations. The worst kind of wrong actually. He had a history of falling for honey traps for a reason after all. And so he grinned.

"Below the waistband maybe, dear?"

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"It’s fine. I have been trained to endure torture after all." And he had one so. He had endured so much torture already. "This here is literally nothing compared to what I’ve had before.

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"So have I." She reminded him and stroked her hand lightly over his chest "Doesn’t make it any easier to see it happen." She breathed "Especially not to you." She sighed. She looked back into his eyes and smiled softly "I’m just glad you’re ok now."

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"I'm injured.", John answered. "Wouldn't say that's okay. But it will heal. Can you... kiss me again?"