Lovers 100 : Lost
Title: Lost
Summery: He let him take charge, feeling the cares and worries of duty begin to fade away…
Prompt: 026. Submissive
Pairing: Gillington
Genre: POTC
Rating: PG-13
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
James let Andrew guide him back to lie upon his back on the floor. The rug provided cushion against the wood beneath him, as the fire began to flicker and die in the hearth.
He kissed him with all the warmth and tenderness of a first kiss. His fingers slowly threaded through Andrew’s silky red hair as Andrew’s hands began to roam across his body, touching his chest and coasting along the white fabric of his shirt.
Andrew broke the kiss to gaze into those entrapping green eyes as he lay beneath him. “Shall we go into the bedroom?” He asked quietly, brushing his lips along the corner of James’s mouth.
James breathed his response. “You can lead me anywhere, Andrew.” He kissed him again, slowly.
Andrew drew himself to his knees and then to his feet. He reached down and clasped James’s hand in his, helping him to his feet.
James pressed against him, leaning in. He nuzzled himself into Andrew’s strong embrace. The wisp of a smile came to rest upon his kiss-swollen lips as Andrew swooped him up into his arms, carrying him through the dark and silent house, and up the creaking stairs, protesting under their weight.
James breathed slowly and deeply as Andrew tenderly laid him on the bed and climbed on after him, hovering above him as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He kicked off his shoes and unlaced his breeches before sliding his hand down the long length of James’s torso.
He let himself be undressed, until he was laid bare for Andrew to see. He lightly touched his face, fingers slipping backwards, to rest against the back of his neck with gentle pressure.
Andrew bent his head down and decorated his neck and chest with soft, little kisses of heated and fiery passion, ghostly whispers and tingling memories of a hundred nights of tender and desperate loving echoed in ears deaf to all else.
James let himself fall completely into Andrew’s loving, his gentle ministrations and sultry croons into his ear and against tickled skin drawing him closer and closer to sweet ecstasy. He lost himself in the sensations, doing nothing to stop them.
As Andrew took charge, the weight and pressures of duty and of the day wore away with steady ebbing flows, making way for all else that lay in wait for them as the night edged on. Each moment was lost in time as their bodies came together and touched, naked skin to naked skin. So familiar and known over the years, and yet new and fresh with each time they made love and laid closed together in each other’s arms.
Andrew felt the tension easing from James’s muscles and he stroked and massaged his powerful shoulders, pressing his thigh against James’s. He leaned down to murmur in his ear, whispering secret words known only between the two of them.
Summery: He let him take charge, feeling the cares and worries of duty begin to fade away…
Prompt: 026. Submissive
Pairing: Gillington
Genre: POTC
Rating: PG-13
Author: Rebecca (alienstars2004 / Blueberry Pancakes)
Warnings: Slash
Feedback: Yes, please.
James let Andrew guide him back to lie upon his back on the floor. The rug provided cushion against the wood beneath him, as the fire began to flicker and die in the hearth.
He kissed him with all the warmth and tenderness of a first kiss. His fingers slowly threaded through Andrew’s silky red hair as Andrew’s hands began to roam across his body, touching his chest and coasting along the white fabric of his shirt.
Andrew broke the kiss to gaze into those entrapping green eyes as he lay beneath him. “Shall we go into the bedroom?” He asked quietly, brushing his lips along the corner of James’s mouth.
James breathed his response. “You can lead me anywhere, Andrew.” He kissed him again, slowly.
Andrew drew himself to his knees and then to his feet. He reached down and clasped James’s hand in his, helping him to his feet.
James pressed against him, leaning in. He nuzzled himself into Andrew’s strong embrace. The wisp of a smile came to rest upon his kiss-swollen lips as Andrew swooped him up into his arms, carrying him through the dark and silent house, and up the creaking stairs, protesting under their weight.
James breathed slowly and deeply as Andrew tenderly laid him on the bed and climbed on after him, hovering above him as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He kicked off his shoes and unlaced his breeches before sliding his hand down the long length of James’s torso.
He let himself be undressed, until he was laid bare for Andrew to see. He lightly touched his face, fingers slipping backwards, to rest against the back of his neck with gentle pressure.
Andrew bent his head down and decorated his neck and chest with soft, little kisses of heated and fiery passion, ghostly whispers and tingling memories of a hundred nights of tender and desperate loving echoed in ears deaf to all else.
James let himself fall completely into Andrew’s loving, his gentle ministrations and sultry croons into his ear and against tickled skin drawing him closer and closer to sweet ecstasy. He lost himself in the sensations, doing nothing to stop them.
As Andrew took charge, the weight and pressures of duty and of the day wore away with steady ebbing flows, making way for all else that lay in wait for them as the night edged on. Each moment was lost in time as their bodies came together and touched, naked skin to naked skin. So familiar and known over the years, and yet new and fresh with each time they made love and laid closed together in each other’s arms.
Andrew felt the tension easing from James’s muscles and he stroked and massaged his powerful shoulders, pressing his thigh against James’s. He leaned down to murmur in his ear, whispering secret words known only between the two of them.