Revealing Waves-Chapter Two
Pairing: Haddock/Tintin
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Humor
Chapter One
Haddock's P.O.V.
It's really a blessing having the company of someone like Tintin. What more can an old sea dog wish?
Sometimes I wonder why he always accompanies me, a man much older than him. Blistering barnacles, I could be his father! He knows lots of people; his profession allows it. There are many boys of his age he could be friends with. More strange, it would be expected a young man like him sought the company of young ladies. I have observed more than once girls inviting him timidly to a date and for my astonishment, he always refused politely.
"Thundering Typhoons, I never saw a lad like you! I only wished I have also handsome women looking at him like that! Any other boy would not hesitate to accept!"
That time he made a strange expression and murmured:
"I'm only looking for the right person, Captain. That's all."
I know this is selfish, but I confess I like his refusals to the ladies invitations. I'm too used to his presence. If it wasn't him I'd be still a sottish fool. His youthful energy gives me strength.
And...
...my heart warms when he smiles to me.
Yes. I have feelings for a much younger boy. And I'm not talking about friendship.
I´m in love with him.
If I make cynical remarks about him and girls it's because I don't want Tintin to even dream about my feelings for him. I bet he would return to his old flat once he suspected it. I don't believe he would stand another man loving him, let alone someone older and ugly as me. I should be satisfied because he likes to hang out with me. He could be like any other young man, enjoying himself with other youths and leaving me all alone in Moulisart,
Whe're enjoying a sea bath together and I'm feeling like an old pervert man, looking at Tintin in his bathing suit. The salty water made it stick more to his frame,evidencing the soft lines of his young body. I couldn´t help but glaring at his round,firm buttocks;the cleft between them was very visible. When Tintin bent to pick up the water in his cupped hands I closed my eyes and thanked the fact we're in the water.
"Captain?"
"Hu...what is it,Tintin?"
"I'm going to the towel. Come with me?"
"Sure."
My towel had some sand on it. I shook the towel while Tintin was kneeling over his own. When I finished I looked at him;he was watching in my direction with an amazed expression.
Blistering Barnacles!
It was me or he was actually looking at my lower belly?
I shook my head. No way! Haddock, old pervert! Tintin isn't like this!
He lay down on the towel on his belly. Water drops ran through his body. His ass made a perfect curve against the horizon.
Stop it!
"Er...Captain?"
"WHAT! Er...sorry lad. What is it?"
I saw him blush with an adorable pink.
"I need help with the sunscreen"
"...sure, lad."
I went to the basket and took off the sunscreen. I turned my head and I confirmed my suspects.
He was staring at me again.
Thundering Typhoons, don't tell me...
He noticed my gaze and hid his head between his arms.
Trying to hid my emotions as much as I could, I spread the sunscreen in my hands. I knelt beside him and began to spread the cream in his milky,freckled back and shoulders. I watched in fascination; he had so many little spots covering his skin. It was hot and soft, the emotion of touching him like this was too much. The sun gilded his ginger head, making it shine. He was the most handsome youth I had ever seen.
He sighed and turned his head to the side. His eyes were closed and he had a soft smile in his lips.
"Hmm..."
Blue Blistering Barnacles!
"Done, lad."
"Thank you, Captain."
"...it was nothing, lad."
"Do you want I put it on you, Captain?"
I almost jump from my skin.
"...yes. It's not like I want to roast in the sun."
If I thanked the fact I was in the water when I was watching Tintin, now I thanked the fact I was lying on my belly. Only for feeling Tintin's delicate,soft hands on my skin was enough to make me have a hard one. I was already aroused by his pleasure when I was putting cream on him. Now this was too much.
"Finish!"
"Thanks, lad."
He lay by my side. Our towels were close. Too close for comfort. His arm touched mine.
"You know, Captain..."
"What?"
"For a sea man, your hands aren't rough as I though."
"You think so, lad?"
He didn't answer. He took my hand instead and I felt like an electric shock to go through my body. His hand looked so small in comparison. He squeezed mine softly. His eyes had a dreamy gaze.
Now I was sure.
This was the reason he never went to a date with any girl.
Better, I was the reason.
He then came back to himself and dropped my hand. I saw his face reddened and he lowered his eyes.
I grabbed again and looked at him in the eyes. He returned the gaze with a startled look.
"Captain, sorry, I..."
I put a finger in his lips, silencing him. Then traced his upper lip with my thumb.
I saw his Adam's apple moving.
I felt confident enough to bring my face close to his. He smiled and closed his eyes. I felt his soft breathing in my lips.
If things are already good, now they were just better.
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Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Humor
Chapter One
Haddock's P.O.V.
It's really a blessing having the company of someone like Tintin. What more can an old sea dog wish?
Sometimes I wonder why he always accompanies me, a man much older than him. Blistering barnacles, I could be his father! He knows lots of people; his profession allows it. There are many boys of his age he could be friends with. More strange, it would be expected a young man like him sought the company of young ladies. I have observed more than once girls inviting him timidly to a date and for my astonishment, he always refused politely.
"Thundering Typhoons, I never saw a lad like you! I only wished I have also handsome women looking at him like that! Any other boy would not hesitate to accept!"
That time he made a strange expression and murmured:
"I'm only looking for the right person, Captain. That's all."
I know this is selfish, but I confess I like his refusals to the ladies invitations. I'm too used to his presence. If it wasn't him I'd be still a sottish fool. His youthful energy gives me strength.
And...
...my heart warms when he smiles to me.
Yes. I have feelings for a much younger boy. And I'm not talking about friendship.
I´m in love with him.
If I make cynical remarks about him and girls it's because I don't want Tintin to even dream about my feelings for him. I bet he would return to his old flat once he suspected it. I don't believe he would stand another man loving him, let alone someone older and ugly as me. I should be satisfied because he likes to hang out with me. He could be like any other young man, enjoying himself with other youths and leaving me all alone in Moulisart,
Whe're enjoying a sea bath together and I'm feeling like an old pervert man, looking at Tintin in his bathing suit. The salty water made it stick more to his frame,evidencing the soft lines of his young body. I couldn´t help but glaring at his round,firm buttocks;the cleft between them was very visible. When Tintin bent to pick up the water in his cupped hands I closed my eyes and thanked the fact we're in the water.
"Captain?"
"Hu...what is it,Tintin?"
"I'm going to the towel. Come with me?"
"Sure."
My towel had some sand on it. I shook the towel while Tintin was kneeling over his own. When I finished I looked at him;he was watching in my direction with an amazed expression.
Blistering Barnacles!
It was me or he was actually looking at my lower belly?
I shook my head. No way! Haddock, old pervert! Tintin isn't like this!
He lay down on the towel on his belly. Water drops ran through his body. His ass made a perfect curve against the horizon.
Stop it!
"Er...Captain?"
"WHAT! Er...sorry lad. What is it?"
I saw him blush with an adorable pink.
"I need help with the sunscreen"
"...sure, lad."
I went to the basket and took off the sunscreen. I turned my head and I confirmed my suspects.
He was staring at me again.
Thundering Typhoons, don't tell me...
He noticed my gaze and hid his head between his arms.
Trying to hid my emotions as much as I could, I spread the sunscreen in my hands. I knelt beside him and began to spread the cream in his milky,freckled back and shoulders. I watched in fascination; he had so many little spots covering his skin. It was hot and soft, the emotion of touching him like this was too much. The sun gilded his ginger head, making it shine. He was the most handsome youth I had ever seen.
He sighed and turned his head to the side. His eyes were closed and he had a soft smile in his lips.
"Hmm..."
Blue Blistering Barnacles!
"Done, lad."
"Thank you, Captain."
"...it was nothing, lad."
"Do you want I put it on you, Captain?"
I almost jump from my skin.
"...yes. It's not like I want to roast in the sun."
If I thanked the fact I was in the water when I was watching Tintin, now I thanked the fact I was lying on my belly. Only for feeling Tintin's delicate,soft hands on my skin was enough to make me have a hard one. I was already aroused by his pleasure when I was putting cream on him. Now this was too much.
"Finish!"
"Thanks, lad."
He lay by my side. Our towels were close. Too close for comfort. His arm touched mine.
"You know, Captain..."
"What?"
"For a sea man, your hands aren't rough as I though."
"You think so, lad?"
He didn't answer. He took my hand instead and I felt like an electric shock to go through my body. His hand looked so small in comparison. He squeezed mine softly. His eyes had a dreamy gaze.
Now I was sure.
This was the reason he never went to a date with any girl.
Better, I was the reason.
He then came back to himself and dropped my hand. I saw his face reddened and he lowered his eyes.
I grabbed again and looked at him in the eyes. He returned the gaze with a startled look.
"Captain, sorry, I..."
I put a finger in his lips, silencing him. Then traced his upper lip with my thumb.
I saw his Adam's apple moving.
I felt confident enough to bring my face close to his. He smiled and closed his eyes. I felt his soft breathing in my lips.
If things are already good, now they were just better.
This entry was originally posted at http://slashgoddess80.dreamwidth.org/8148.html. Please comment there using OpenID.