Title: A Bump In The Night

Author: Jenn

Rating: NC17

Warnings: It's written by me, viewer discretion is advised. Graphic non-consensual (?) M/M Sex

Summary: Murdock gets a late night visitor at the VA

Disclaimer: I don't own the A-team, just borrow them from time to time to amuse myself and others. Stephen J. Cannell owns the rights to them Comments: Please

By Jenn

The man positioned himself in a chair behind the door where he knew he would be well hidden. The lights had been off upon his arrival, and due to the late hour, he figured the pilot would not likely turn them on upon entering. *Not that it would matter if he does, * the stranger thought to himself, *he doesn't seem to be much of fighter when faced head on,* he laughed.

A beam of light shot across the room for a brief moment, as the door opened and then quickly shut again. Murdock crossed the room, removing his jacket and shirt along the way, and sat down heavily on the bed.

Wasting no time, the figure moved stealthily across the floor and came up behind him unnoticed. Looping his left arm through the pilots, he anchored his hand on the back of his neck, while his right hand instantaneously clamped firmly over his mouth preventing him from calling out. In one swift motion, Murdock was pinned beneath the man, face down on the bed. A knee came down on his upper back forcing his face into the pillow. Not giving him a chance to struggle, one arm was yanked above his head and fastened to the head board by a belted restraint. Keeping his face in the pillow, the stranger followed suit with the pilot's other arm. Then he lay down on top of him.

Murdock thrashed about wildly, but the calloused hand returned to his mouth and the man jerked his head back forcefully to let him know how serious he was. He tried screaming to no avail, as he felt a hand dive between himself and the bed. No words were spoken, as his pants were forcefully yanked down. Murdock froze in shock as he realized what was about to happen. The man paused, lifted his hand to Murdock's face, and gently stroked his cheek. The kindly gesture only served to confuse the pilot.

Murdock could hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down, and the unmistakable feeling of an erection, being stroked across the crack of his ass. His breathing quickened as the fear began to grip him once again. Too many of the larger, and more violent patients in the hospital had made this particular threat to him, to take this lightly. A ball of cloth was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, replacing the hand. Murdock was now being pulled up by the hips, and a pillow was shoved under his stomach for leverage.

Once again the hand delve beneath him, this time to take hold of his shaft. He fondled it for a minute, running his hand along it's length and squeezing the moist tip between his thumb and forefinger, then sliding back down again, repeating the process over and over. The hand pulled away, only to come back from behind, between his thighs. The man slowly rolled Murdock's balls around in his palm, caressing them, and gathering them together to the base of his shaft until it slowly began to stiffen. Murdock then felt the man's tongue caress his anus, coating it with saliva, before sticking his tongue deep inside. Murdock whimpered and almost began to sob for himself, because he found himself wishing the stranger would Fuck him.

As the need grew, he thrust toward the slick powerful muscle tasting him. The tongue withdrew. There was no penetration but Murdock could feel the man begin to thrust against his crack hard. He could hear his assailant's breaths began to come in quick, soft grunts, as he was preparing to take him.

Murdock's body stiffened. The fear was slowly being replaced with need and it frightened him. His entire being screamed out for satisfaction. Then it came, the gentle pressure of the man's cock head poised at his entrance, and a hand firmly spread across his tailbone, to anchor him. Murdock could feel himself opening up for the man ready to swallow him whole. Murdock grunted and sobbed through the cloth, while the tears streamed down his cheeks, ashamed of himself for not having any control over his body. The man grabbed for Murdock's cock once again and jerked it hard, while thrusting deep into his tight ass. Murdock's grunts came from deep inside him, as the man nailed him over and over again with sharp and precise movements.

After a few minutes, an arm wrapped under Murdock's chin and gently raised his head. Murdock was now staring straight ahead with his eye tightly shut, afraid of what was to happen next. The arm moved up a little higher and hovered under his nose. While taking heavy breaths, he managed to catch the scent of a very familiar cologne. His head dropped down to the pillow as he relaxed a bit and allowed the thrusting and pumping to carry him into euphoria.

As the man exploded filling Murdock's ass with his hot juice, Murdock's body began to jerk and his cream spilled out across his bed and pillow. He lay there trying hard to catch his breath through his nose. The man leaned across his back, and while feathering tiny soothing kisses across the back of his sweat soaked neck, he pulled the damp cloth from Murdock's mouth, taking the time to wipe the spittle that trickled out of the corner his mouth, and simultaneously trailed his finger across the pilot's lips.

His voice was sweet and husky as he finally spoke. "How was that Captain?" He asked, gently wiping the tears off of Murdock's cheek and kissing it.

Murdock laughed lightly, while he trembled in his arms. "Colonel, that's the last time, I let you act out one of your fantasies...."

"Really. " Hannibal stated plainly, and began to roll off of him. "Don't forget Captain, you're still tied up."

"You didn't let me finish." He said in a tremulous voice. "That's the last time I let you act out one of your fantasies without warning me first."

Hannibal sat on the corner of the bed smiling as he unfastened the restraints.

Murdock rolled over, still out of breath, staring into Hannibal's mischievous blue eyes.

Hannibal rubbed his hand over Murdock's quivering abdomen and heavily heaving chest. He bent down and delivered a bruising kiss to him, tangling their tongues together in a passionate battle, while grabbing one of his erect nipples and squeezing down hard, smiling as Murdock moaned into his mouth. Hannibal finished the kiss by gently trailing his tongue across Murdock's soft lips, before tucking his cock back into his pants. He reached into the pocket of his jacket, which he was still wearing, and pulled out a cigar. He clenched it in between his teeth, and headed for the window.

Before exiting he turned to look at his victim one more time. "That was your warning Murdock," He said with a smirk. He climbed out the window and grabbed the pane, "see you soon," he smiled. He then winked, closed the window, and left.

Murdock fell asleep right away, with a huge smile on his face....

...and a few knots in his stomach.

THE END