My first version of this got a bit ripped apart, so I'm gonna try it again. Kinda the same idea, just written differently. I'd appreciate it if you reviewed and told me this got better (negative reviews kinda kicked my desire to write down a few notches…). FYI: I call it steam-fluff, it describes what I'm writing better, although PWP (plot, what plot?) kinda works. But I prefer steam-fluff, so that's what I use.

And if a solid story/plotline is important to you, turn back now. It's called steam-fluff for a reason.

Unless somehow I've missed the Hunter/Cam steam-fluff in the show, then I don't own them. But what I'd do if I did…sorry. Now for the story. Set just before SoaR.

Hunter came down the stairs silently, hoping to catch his Samurai off guard. My Samurai, he thought. A smile played on his lips, though it quickly disappeared when he caught sight of Cam. He frowned slightly, seeing Cam in front of the computer. As with everyone else, he was concerned. But his frown dissipated when the saw that Cam wasn't working…he was sleeping. His head was in his arms, and as Hunter silently approached, he could see that Cam's glasses were askew.

Although he knew he was putting his health at risk, Hunter leaned over the back of the chair and planted a few soft kisses on Cam's exposed neck. Cam stirred, either moaning or groaning, Hunter couldn't tell. Just as he took a step back, he drew a line down Cam's neck with his index finger.

Cam whirled around in his seat, openly glaring at the man standing a few feet behind him.

"How many times do I have to tell you, not here!" he growled.

The smirk on the man opposite him betrayed the innocent intention of the hands up in the air pose.

"It isn't my fault you work too hard," Hunter replied. "But if you want me to leave you alone…"

Cam watched Hunter turn around, taking a few steps towards the stairs. And in those few steps, not once did he turn around. But he did once he felt Cam rushing toward him. And when he did turn, he was greeted by Cam's lips on his. He was just surprised by the force behind Cam's kiss. Dark hands were on Hunter's face, Hunter's found their way onto Cam's hips.

"I thought you said not here," Hunter reminded, earning another growl from Cam.

"I think it's time that I take a break…an extended break."

Hunter followed Cam up the stairs. Once they were far enough away from the portal, they returned to civilian clothes. Cam pinned Hunter to the nearest tree, his hands already under the white and crimson jersey. The smooth skin, the rippling muscles…

"I hope you intend on finishing what you started," Cam said, his voice low.

"I always finish what I start," Hunter replied.

Their mouths met again, and after a minute, Hunter's jersey was thrown a few feet away. Cam's mouth was busy nipping and kissing Hunter's throat. As much as Hunter wanted to rid Cam of his shirt, what Cam was doing felt too good to interrupt. They soon found themselves on the ground with Hunter on his back and Cam paying very close attention to Hunter's chest.

"Cam…" Hunter moaned, but couldn't muster anything more as the other had moved down, nipping and kissing his stomach.

Cam moved back up, his lips back on Hunter's. It didn't take Hunter long to flip him over. Once Cam was on his back, Hunter leaned down, feeling an intense need to taste his love again. They separated only to remove Cam's black and green T-shirt, then resumed their heated kiss.

They decided that oxygen was, unfortunately for them at the time, necessary. Hunter shifted so he lying half on Cam, his head on the Samurai's chest. And Hunter couldn't help but play with the Amulet a little. Cam was quickly becoming used to the action, he actually found that he liked it.

"I think my break is over," Cam complained, not really wanting to move until a cool breeze passed over both of them.

Hunter nodded. He really didn't want to move, but he knew that Cam was right. Their absences would soon be missed. Hunter smiled to himself, happy in the knowledge that he could be openly affectionate with his love without offending anyone. He just didn't want the teasing that would follow if the pair were late, or gone for too long. Hunter reached blindly for a shirt, putting the closest one on.

Cam laughed a bit, a warm smile spread on his face. Cam met Hunter's eyes, then flicked downward. Hunter took the hint and looked down, then back up at Cam, his face red.

"I just grabbed the nearest shirt…" he began to explain.

"No matter how good I think you look in crimson, you also look sexy in green," Cam interrupted, kissing Hunter.

"I'll just have to raid your closet then," Hunter replied as soon as he could.

"You take mine, I'll take yours?" Cam suggested.

"You got yourself a deal."

Cam grabbed Hunter's hand, their fingers intertwining. The walk back to the portal was silent, no more words needed to be said.

"I better get back to work," Cam said, casting a glance at the waterfall.

"Then I'll leave you to it."