FIC: All Your Nights Belong to Me
Title: All Your Nights Belong to Me
Style: Prose
Genre: Drama
Rating: R
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Beckington
Warnings: AU, AWE, Slash, Unanswered Questions, etc…
Authoress: LJ -
cassiopaya, GJ - smw006
Characters: James Norrington and Cutler Beckett with a supporting cast.
Word Count: 215
Summary: James Norrington is given a choice: he can serve Lord Beckett during the day or he can serve him at night.
Notes: Part 11, a continuation of the same night, the second under Beckett’s command.
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Cutler Beckett pictured the scene perfectly in his mind:
James’ body gleamed white in the candle light, a slight sheen on his skin, trembling in anxiety. Each arm was tied to a bedpost with silken cord, sinuous muscle defined in chiaroscuro, and soft panting greeted Cutler’s arrival in the Red Room. Norrington was made to wait while Beckett milked every bit of tension possible.
A noise alerted the Lord’s presence in the room and he saw a flash of green in a disheveled face as James looked over his shoulder. A look of fear, but in spite of it his erection pressed against the linens beneath him at Beckett’s approach.
The reality was less inspiring, however, as Cutler found the Red Room dark and Norrington, indeed tied to the bed, snoring into a pillow. With a sigh, Beckett chided his over-active imagination and sat beside his Admiral on the bed. His hand reached out to pet the man’s long, lean flank.
Drowsily, Norrington came awake slowly and the instant he became aware that Cutler Beckett was stroking his thigh James stiffened like a board. Well, every part of him except that part. It was only through great force of will and control over his emotions and body that he was able to relax into indifference.
Style: Prose
Genre: Drama
Rating: R
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Beckington
Warnings: AU, AWE, Slash, Unanswered Questions, etc…
Authoress: LJ -
cassiopaya, GJ - smw006
Characters: James Norrington and Cutler Beckett with a supporting cast.
Word Count: 215
Summary: James Norrington is given a choice: he can serve Lord Beckett during the day or he can serve him at night.
Notes: Part 11, a continuation of the same night, the second under Beckett’s command.
***
Cutler Beckett pictured the scene perfectly in his mind:
James’ body gleamed white in the candle light, a slight sheen on his skin, trembling in anxiety. Each arm was tied to a bedpost with silken cord, sinuous muscle defined in chiaroscuro, and soft panting greeted Cutler’s arrival in the Red Room. Norrington was made to wait while Beckett milked every bit of tension possible.
A noise alerted the Lord’s presence in the room and he saw a flash of green in a disheveled face as James looked over his shoulder. A look of fear, but in spite of it his erection pressed against the linens beneath him at Beckett’s approach.
The reality was less inspiring, however, as Cutler found the Red Room dark and Norrington, indeed tied to the bed, snoring into a pillow. With a sigh, Beckett chided his over-active imagination and sat beside his Admiral on the bed. His hand reached out to pet the man’s long, lean flank.
Drowsily, Norrington came awake slowly and the instant he became aware that Cutler Beckett was stroking his thigh James stiffened like a board. Well, every part of him except that part. It was only through great force of will and control over his emotions and body that he was able to relax into indifference.