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Title: Off The Edge
Author: Nox
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Pairing: Hawkeye/B.J.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own it, not mine. No offence or liability intended
Warnings: Slash
Summary: It was always fugitive for them.

It was always fugitive for them, behind tents and under the covers, always careful, always hiding.

They wanked a lot, not because that was what they preferred but because it is easier to hide your hand down someone’s pants then another man kneeling in front of you sucking your cock.

It’s not terribly subtle.

They steal kisses in the darkness between tents, quick and terrified, fingers leaving hot brands on their skin as the blood on their hands and clothes smears and mixes.

They press in close, flinching at the noises of the camp, fingers slipping under the bland olive green of clothing, B.J.’s fingers fisting in Hawk’s dark hair, holding him close with just the slightest pain for their sins.

What they have is built on madness and fear and need and is tempered with terror and guilt and pain.

And it’s exactly what they need.