PSL with revmeup

[anotheroldfashioned]

You're really smart and observant. You know yourself. And-

[he pauses. Fuck. What does he know?]

...Tell me.

[He moves to settle back and study her. His hands flex to reach for her fingers but they stay put. Trying for sincerity. Trying for a piece of reality. Trying to actually build up a part of himself that he's never really worked on.

He takes a swig of alcohol and stares at nothing before stifling a burp and wiping his mouth. He mumbles an apology before looking at her. Now he's sinking into drunk - but the buzz is still holding out and he wants to focus on the woman in front of him. The strange candygirl he'd somehow...connected with.

He hadn't come here expecting her to say "stay" (even if for the moment) or anything else. They ripped at each other and now...well now he feels unrestrained. It's scary. It's freeing.]

...I owe you that much.

I'm sorry I didn't listen earlier.

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[revmeup]

I never told you, so there wasn't anything to listen to.

[ She twists to face him on the sofa and draws up her knees. One arm stretches along the back of the couch, reaching for but not touching. ]

Well. What do you want to know?

[anotheroldfashioned]

You said you left everything behind for someone.

[He pauses] I never bothered to look you up because you just seemed so happy to be with me.

You get me. I didn't want to ruin that. But if you don't want to talk about him...

How'd you end up not practicing anymore? Psychiatry.

[He's always thought it was a little pointless but he's also-coming to realize - he's a little unbalanced himself.]

[revmeup]

Oh jeez.

[ Going for the hard ones right away. She puffs up her cheeks and blows her bangs out of her face. ]

I got assigned a patient. It was my first year of practicing and I had no business working alone with someone so ... intense. But it wasn't a great hospital. No real oversight.

We fell in love. He asked me to get him a gun. Broke out, started a riot, strapped me to an autopsy table and sent four hundred volts into my head.

We were together for years.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[Jesus.

He always thought his life was the pit of the pit, but then she mentions this and he's angry - not irrationally so but for someone who had to go through that she's remarkably calm.

His features don't change.]

So you ...killed him right?

[He was in the war. The gulf war - Don Draper's charred corpse smoking, arms and legs twisted.]

I mean that's what I would have done.

[There's a twitch of something but he's not Dick Whitman who had panicked and cried anymore.]

...I mean that makes sense.

[revmeup]

[ She smiles and shakes her head. ]

He dumped me.

Anyway, it's not like I could just go back to work helping a murderous psychopathic narcissist escape, so now I do crime instead.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[That's one thing that she has on him. He technically killed Don Draper. It was an accident but it did happen. And Anna loved him still. Anna knew Dick Whitman and said he was a good person and...

He moves to take her hand along the back of the couch.]

...They mentioned a woman who robbed a jewelry store awhile back dressed in a costume.

You knew her?

[And he sighs.] I mean I forged this identity so. Legally I've also done crime.

[revmeup]

You know her too, and she did a lot more than made the news.

[ She winks and squeezes his fingers. ]

So what next? Childhood traumas? Favorite tv shows?

[anotheroldfashioned]

I mean if you want.

[He pauses. It is so hard to not say we don't have to talk. We could just fuck. He holds her fingers and keeps holding them as he stares at her.]

I mean. We could save it.

Until I leave. Until I head to California. We could just take it one day at a time. You could tell me what you want.

Since you know everything about me.

[He's never tender with her. It's hard to put a lid on that beast.]

You could come with me. I'll-

[He was terrified of getting caught before but now.]

I could make you a new identity. Help you get on a plane, whatever you want. Just for the moment.


[It's all masks.]

[revmeup]

Come with you, and what? Watch you run away when your new, free life isn't what you hoped?

[ She lets go of his hand to grab the whiskey bottle and take a long pull. ]

I'm never sure with you, if you want me because I'm me or because I'm the opposite of what you already have.

I like you, Don, but you'll break my heart in a second if I let you in.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He's left a string of broken hearts in his life and of course - of course someone who he connected with wouldn't want him. Of course-]

Life only goes forward.

[He stares at his hands before looking back at her.]

I want you because you're...I just feel like I can be ...something real around you. Like you...like I want to match what you want.

That's why that sincerity thing - woke me up I think. Because I thought I was real around you.

[He doesn't rise but he does look away for a moment before looking back at her and nodding slowly.]

But I understand. I didn't intend to come here to ask you to run away from me. Which...which is weird for me. Because I always want someone to come with me.

[He laughs weakly.] I get lonely.

I don't know. To thank you? To...to end it? To just sleep together? Just to have dinner? I don't think we've ever once actually had a meal together in the time we've been together.

[revmeup]

You just got away and all I want to do is keep you. Isn't that awful?

[ She turns away and runs her fingers through her hair. Gets up and paces the length of the room and back. She folds her arms and just stares down at him for a long while. ]

If you ask me to come with you, I'll do it.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He rises, because. This is a connection that's solid and real and he - It's like Midge. It's someone who challenges him. Raising one hand to her cheek, he breathes hard and heavy.]

We don't have to go now.

It'd take me time to get materials but we'll go to California.

Or anywhere and I..

[He wants to run his fingers through her hair, he wants to be tender before letting out the caged lion in his chest.]

...But we can take time. A minute or an hour. A day or a lifetime. I think you might be the only person who'd leave me if you needed to but I...

I just want to know you.

[revmeup]

[ She turns her face into his hand and kisses his palm. She sighs heavily and closes her eyes. ]

Aw shit. I'm gonna fall in love with you.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He tosses around love casually. And it's ironic because he loves so intently, so powerfully - but love is short. The thing with Midge, the thing with someone willing to run away with him...

He cups her face in his hands to meet her gaze.]

...Love is for children.

[He gently stroked her cheek.]

I...care. About you. And that's new. Which is why we will talk. And we will walk, and if you're a criminal then I am, and if you're afraid then I'm afraid because I think...I think that's what caring is.

[He presses a gentle gentle kiss to her lips.]

You're beautiful. Not the candy girl, but just...you. And I want to see how it looks.

[revmeup]

[ She sinks back down on the couch and pulls him with her, tucking herself under his arm with her head on his chest so she can hear his heartbeat. She needs the reminder that he's real, and here, and this is actually happening. ]

Stay. As long as you want to, and when you want to leave then I'm leaving with you.

[ She's quiet for a long moment. Her fingers fiddle with the buttons on his shirt for something to do. ]

My dad would trade me for a six pack of beer. When he got sick of my finding my way home again after, he dumped me with some nuns and skipped town.

And my favorite show is Looney Tunes cartoons.

So that's pretty much everything there is to know about me.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He pauses]

Well.

We have more in common then...anyone I've ever met honestly. You know about my...step mother's cat house.

[He leans in, forehead pressed to hers, laughing against her skin.]

Looney Tunes is pretty good. I'm admittedly more of a Game of Thrones man but I could get used to cartoons.

[revmeup]

[ She tilts her face up to kiss him, her fingers on the back of his neck, and it's softer and sweeter than anything they've shared before. ]

You still okay with this?

[ Not the kissing, obviously, but dropping everything he built up for himself. His perfect American dream storybook. ]

[anotheroldfashioned]

[His own kiss is gentle - but he's restraining himself. He's holding himself back because he leans against her and she says You still okay with this.?]

I was always looking for something more. The dream's not what I thought it was.

[He laughs]

I'm tired of pretending I'm something that I'm not.

[His hand slides to the small of her back and freezes there trembling.]

[revmeup]

Then don't pretend.

[ She feels his fingers tremble and pinches his side. ]

I can take it. Promise.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He's stiffening below her, tugging at his jeans, he leans into her kiss as his hand slides down to cup her rear, kiss hungry. Pulling away, he starts to kiss away from her lips. He's not in good shape and he can't lift her as he wants to but instead he might move with her to a wall, to a flat surface, his voice breathy.]

What do you want me to do to you.

What do you want to do to me...

[God.]

I feel free.

[revmeup]

[ The sudden intensity takes her by surprise, but she rallies quickly. Matching need for need, pulling at his clothes, pressing for more of everything. ]

Anything you want. We're celebrating your escape and we have all the time in the world.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He makes a move to lift her against the wall, looking for a bedroom, looking for something because he wants her to be his, and him to be hers because right now he's drunk on freedom. His trailing kisses turn into gentle nibbles down her neck as he frees his cock.]

Condom? Condom?

[revmeup]

[ There's no bedroom. She sleeps on the couch, when she sleeps here at all, which is a logistical puzzle for later.

She tilts her head to give him more of her throat and reaches between them to wrap her fingers around his cock. ]

Yeah, uh- I got 'em ... somewhere. I think? It's gonna take me a minute to find.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[Fuck.

fuck. He moves to lift her against him to move her to the couch, continuing to kiss down her collarbone to her breasts, to her nipples, to lie her down.]

I am going to make you cum so fucking hard.

[revmeup]

[ She coos and squirms under his attentions and can't get out of her clothes fast enough. As soon as her back hits the cushions, her legs part for him and her hand finds his cock again. ]

Jesus, this is what you've been holding back? How dare you keep this from me.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He chuckles, smiling proudly, running a long finger down her leg to her ankle, fingers slow and deliberate.]

Darling you haven't seen half of what I can do.

[He shrugs out of his flannel as he feels himself stiffen. His cock is impressive - most women stare in shock and her being impressed is a welcome change. He purrs.]

I'm about to make you sing eating you out.

[revmeup]

Well damn.

[ She runs her fingers through his hair and pushes his head down with a grin. ]

Get to work, mister.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He's good at making women feel good. He knows the G-Spot, it's an instinctive skill. He licks at it, tonguing at her clit. His tongue probes deeper, pausing to suck at it before slowly kissing his way up to her stomach, smirking all the way.]

Fast then slow.

That's how we do this kid. Fast. Then.

[Another kiss]

Slow.

[revmeup]

[ She slides her knee over his shoulder while he's between her thighs and digs her heel in to his back. ]

We can go any speed you want, as long as you don't stop.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[He's not stopping until she cums. He's not stopping until she screams his name he's determined. sliding kisses down to her vagina, tongue slowly probing at her clit before he sucks once more.

Women taste good. They always have and he really did learn from the best with all of his experience. Pausing briefly, he inserts a finger, gently probing before he returns to his work between her legs.

He can be devoted.

He can be loyal when he is free to be himself.]

[revmeup]

[ Her fingers tangle in his hair and her hips grind against his face. She's always been weak to this, and he's good at what he does.

It isn't long before she's panting, gasping, begging for more and calling his name. ]

[anotheroldfashioned]

[Perfect. Stroking his own cock across her cunt, he gently probes her clit with a thumb as he jacks off with his own cock, watching her breasts bounce and sway.]

...Say it. Say my name.

[revmeup]

Fuck.

[ She can barely remember her own name when he fucks her and now he's making her keep track of which one to call him? Motherfucker. ]

Don, I swear to God, if you don't fucking fuck me right this goddamn minute I will never forgive you.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[fuck it.

fuckit

He slides the tip of his cock in, slowly moving it in and out before thrusting into her faster. And faster. He can feel.his own orgasm building as he tries to hold it in]

I'm holding on babe. I'm fucking -

[he's very conscious of his size and skill, and they've done this before but he wants this to be...what? The start of something new?]

I'm fuckinf!-

[revmeup]

[ Her legs wrap around his hips, squeezing tight, keeping him close. It's not enough still, it might never be enough, so she props herself up on one elbow and throws the other arm around his shoulders. Their foreheads are pressed together. The only thing between them now is skin and sweat. She kisses him as her orgasm peaks.]