Lovers 100 : Invitation 3/3
Title: Invitation, Part III of III
Summery: Accepting an invitation can mean everything…
Prompt: 092. Pant
Pairing: Grovington, Navyboy Threesome
Genre: POTC
Rating: PG-13
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
Author’s Note: Dedicated with love to neko_gywn for all the help throughout the creative process.
Part: I, II, III
Part III:
James pressed a gentle kiss to Theodore’s temple.
Andrew ran his fingers through Theodore’s messy hair. He murmured quietly into his ear, and made a soft, clicking noise with his tongue.
Theodore breathed slowly and deeply, cradled protectively between the safety and warmth of his lovers.
James drug his eyes away and let them settle against the curves and lines of Andrew’s face. He sighed. “I can be overprotective of him, I know.”
“Your response to my words was only natural, James.” Andrew said quietly.
“He’s…” James stopped, mouth forming a thin line, “He’s very dear to me. I’ve seen him…” He sighed heavily, “He’s had perhaps more than his share of adverse experiences, in this life. I’ve been able to be there for him, for some, but not all.”
“There are some things we must face ourselves.” Andrew pointed out.
James shook his head, “There was more than anyone should have to go through by their lonesome. It was slow, though I knew he trusted me. I’d do anything… to keep him from being hurt, again.”
Andrew inhaled slowly.
“I don’t think you meant to.”
Andrew nodded.
James’s emerald eyes turned to a soft, warm tone as he gazed down at Theodore’s sleeping form.
“You’re so content… both of you.”
“I could stay like this, forever… with him in my arms.” James touched his bare shoulder, stroking his skin lightly.
Andrew wondered why he had even been invited into what looked like the perfect picture.
“He was the one, who brought it up.” James said, quietly. “He’s been struggling with his feelings for you for years.”
Andrew bit his lip, looking worried.
James chuckled quietly, “I didn’t go along with it, just to make him happy. We talked about it, for a long time. We worked through things, together, and we both agreed.”
“What’s brought him to this point?” Andrew asked.
James shook his head. “That’s not my story to tell.”
“Will he? Tell me, ever?” Andrew raised an eyebrow.
“He wants to.” James nodded. “But sharing… such intimate details, about one’s self…”
“It’s never easy.”
“I was so happy… when he came to me. It wasn’t just that I wanted to help him, but that he chose me, that he came to me, to ask for help.”
“We all need a friendly hand, and a comforting shoulder, sometimes.”
“He’s never really had someone to watch over him, before.” James murmured.
Andrew smiled softly, “You’re a fine protector, James.”
Summery: Accepting an invitation can mean everything…
Prompt: 092. Pant
Pairing: Grovington, Navyboy Threesome
Genre: POTC
Rating: PG-13
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
Author’s Note: Dedicated with love to neko_gywn for all the help throughout the creative process.
Part: I, II, III
Part III:
James pressed a gentle kiss to Theodore’s temple.
Andrew ran his fingers through Theodore’s messy hair. He murmured quietly into his ear, and made a soft, clicking noise with his tongue.
Theodore breathed slowly and deeply, cradled protectively between the safety and warmth of his lovers.
James drug his eyes away and let them settle against the curves and lines of Andrew’s face. He sighed. “I can be overprotective of him, I know.”
“Your response to my words was only natural, James.” Andrew said quietly.
“He’s…” James stopped, mouth forming a thin line, “He’s very dear to me. I’ve seen him…” He sighed heavily, “He’s had perhaps more than his share of adverse experiences, in this life. I’ve been able to be there for him, for some, but not all.”
“There are some things we must face ourselves.” Andrew pointed out.
James shook his head, “There was more than anyone should have to go through by their lonesome. It was slow, though I knew he trusted me. I’d do anything… to keep him from being hurt, again.”
Andrew inhaled slowly.
“I don’t think you meant to.”
Andrew nodded.
James’s emerald eyes turned to a soft, warm tone as he gazed down at Theodore’s sleeping form.
“You’re so content… both of you.”
“I could stay like this, forever… with him in my arms.” James touched his bare shoulder, stroking his skin lightly.
Andrew wondered why he had even been invited into what looked like the perfect picture.
“He was the one, who brought it up.” James said, quietly. “He’s been struggling with his feelings for you for years.”
Andrew bit his lip, looking worried.
James chuckled quietly, “I didn’t go along with it, just to make him happy. We talked about it, for a long time. We worked through things, together, and we both agreed.”
“What’s brought him to this point?” Andrew asked.
James shook his head. “That’s not my story to tell.”
“Will he? Tell me, ever?” Andrew raised an eyebrow.
“He wants to.” James nodded. “But sharing… such intimate details, about one’s self…”
“It’s never easy.”
“I was so happy… when he came to me. It wasn’t just that I wanted to help him, but that he chose me, that he came to me, to ask for help.”
“We all need a friendly hand, and a comforting shoulder, sometimes.”
“He’s never really had someone to watch over him, before.” James murmured.
Andrew smiled softly, “You’re a fine protector, James.”