Lovers 100 : Please Restrain Your Enthusiasm
Title: Please Restrain Your Enthusiasm
Summery: Companion to 049. Gasp - “New Positions”
Prompt: 084. Restrain (also naughty challenge at rnotc
Pairing: Gillington
Genre: POTC
Rating: R/NC-17
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
“Tell me again, why we’re doing this?”
“It worked in the crow’s nest, didn’t it?”
“Yes, but didn’t we also agree it was more trouble than it was worth? We nearly didn’t get down, in case you’ve forgotten. And in any case we’re not in the crow’s nest, now.”
“No, we’re climbing the rigging.”
James sighed heavily. “Let’s just do this so we can leave.”
“Well, honestly James- please attempt to restrain your enthusiasm!” Andrew rolled his eyes skyward, sarcastically.
“If we fall, it’s all your fault. If we’re discovered, you drugged me and dragged me up here half-conscious. If I get hurt-”
“I get the point, James.”
“I’m not sure you do. We’re still in the rigging.”
“Would you rather us be in the rigging of the Intrepid? Then we’d have another good hundred feet to fall.”
James grumbled something under his breath.
“At least this time we undressed before we got up here.” Andrew did not fancy the idea of attempting to remove clothing while grasping tightly to the ropes.
“You didn’t forget the oil again, did you?”
“I didn’t forget it! That was mutual.”
“Fine. But you have it?”
“Yes…” Andrew pulled the vial from the tie in his hair.
“Let’s get moving, then.”
Andrew didn’t need much encouragement. He started to pour it into his palm, but James stopped him.
“Oh no you don’t.” He snatched it from him. “You had your way with me in that damn crow’s nest… now it’s my turn.” James dumped its contents into his palm unceremoniously, holding himself steady with the crook of his elbow around a sturdy rope. He hooked his foot up high and lifted himself up, slicking the length of his cock, bringing himself into near full hardness as he did.
Andrew slowly worked himself closer.
James reached up to prepare him.
“Already taken care of, love.”
“What?”
“I at least had the foresight to know this was not going to be easy, and also that we weren’t going to want to stay for very long. As time is of the essence…”
“Well pardon me for foreplay.” James scoffed.
“Save it for when we’re not in the rigging, James.” Andrew clenched the ropes in sweating hands, trying to regain his grip.
James let his foot loose and swung around him, pressing his back into the knotted, sea-worn ropes. He kissed him as Andrew spread his legs and drew them up around him.
Andrew groaned throatily and arched back as James entered him swiftly. It took all he had to hold on.
James grunted and held fast, using the toned muscles in his arms to draw himself upwards to thrust.
What followed was a series of strange noises, cries of pain, a few low mumbles of pleasure, and many colorful curses, in several different languages.
James opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t form the words. He merely held on tightly to the ropes, which had long since begun to dig painfully into his skin.
“No one ever said sex in the rigging was good, James.” Andrew grumbled. “Just kinky.”
James nodded, conceding.
The silence fell between them for a moment, as they thought how best to detangle themselves and return to the comfort and safety of their bed.
“Sorry about your nose.”
“It’s all right…”
“At least you’ll have a story to tell, now.”
“Yes… I’ve never taken a foot to the face in the rigging before… during sex…”
“If that doesn’t earn you something, I’m not sure what would.”
“A foot to the face in the rigging, or during sex?”
“Eh… either, I suppose, but surely the combination of the two.”
Summery: Companion to 049. Gasp - “New Positions”
Prompt: 084. Restrain (also naughty challenge at rnotc
Pairing: Gillington
Genre: POTC
Rating: R/NC-17
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
“Tell me again, why we’re doing this?”
“It worked in the crow’s nest, didn’t it?”
“Yes, but didn’t we also agree it was more trouble than it was worth? We nearly didn’t get down, in case you’ve forgotten. And in any case we’re not in the crow’s nest, now.”
“No, we’re climbing the rigging.”
James sighed heavily. “Let’s just do this so we can leave.”
“Well, honestly James- please attempt to restrain your enthusiasm!” Andrew rolled his eyes skyward, sarcastically.
“If we fall, it’s all your fault. If we’re discovered, you drugged me and dragged me up here half-conscious. If I get hurt-”
“I get the point, James.”
“I’m not sure you do. We’re still in the rigging.”
“Would you rather us be in the rigging of the Intrepid? Then we’d have another good hundred feet to fall.”
James grumbled something under his breath.
“At least this time we undressed before we got up here.” Andrew did not fancy the idea of attempting to remove clothing while grasping tightly to the ropes.
“You didn’t forget the oil again, did you?”
“I didn’t forget it! That was mutual.”
“Fine. But you have it?”
“Yes…” Andrew pulled the vial from the tie in his hair.
“Let’s get moving, then.”
Andrew didn’t need much encouragement. He started to pour it into his palm, but James stopped him.
“Oh no you don’t.” He snatched it from him. “You had your way with me in that damn crow’s nest… now it’s my turn.” James dumped its contents into his palm unceremoniously, holding himself steady with the crook of his elbow around a sturdy rope. He hooked his foot up high and lifted himself up, slicking the length of his cock, bringing himself into near full hardness as he did.
Andrew slowly worked himself closer.
James reached up to prepare him.
“Already taken care of, love.”
“What?”
“I at least had the foresight to know this was not going to be easy, and also that we weren’t going to want to stay for very long. As time is of the essence…”
“Well pardon me for foreplay.” James scoffed.
“Save it for when we’re not in the rigging, James.” Andrew clenched the ropes in sweating hands, trying to regain his grip.
James let his foot loose and swung around him, pressing his back into the knotted, sea-worn ropes. He kissed him as Andrew spread his legs and drew them up around him.
Andrew groaned throatily and arched back as James entered him swiftly. It took all he had to hold on.
James grunted and held fast, using the toned muscles in his arms to draw himself upwards to thrust.
What followed was a series of strange noises, cries of pain, a few low mumbles of pleasure, and many colorful curses, in several different languages.
James opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t form the words. He merely held on tightly to the ropes, which had long since begun to dig painfully into his skin.
“No one ever said sex in the rigging was good, James.” Andrew grumbled. “Just kinky.”
James nodded, conceding.
The silence fell between them for a moment, as they thought how best to detangle themselves and return to the comfort and safety of their bed.
“Sorry about your nose.”
“It’s all right…”
“At least you’ll have a story to tell, now.”
“Yes… I’ve never taken a foot to the face in the rigging before… during sex…”
“If that doesn’t earn you something, I’m not sure what would.”
“A foot to the face in the rigging, or during sex?”
“Eh… either, I suppose, but surely the combination of the two.”