Disclaimer: See first chapter
Spinelli, legs akimbo, lazily traced a scar from a bullet wound on his mentor's chest with an index finger. Hot and sweaty, he was content to remain locked in Stone Cold's embrace while the man absentmindedly played with the fringes of his hair.
"Stone Cold," he ventured. He suddenly felt vulnerable, worried that what had happened between them had somehow been his fault… a mistake which the man he currently lay entangled with would steadfastly regret. Something that would never happen again…
"Spinelli," Jason's voice was husky.
"What was this? I…"
Jason's fingers stilled as understanding dawned, "This is us."
A/N: Look to this site for future adventures between Jason and Spinelli and an unexpected third party who will complicate matters for our two protagonists.