Title: All At Sea
Fandom: Disney (The Little Mermaid/The Princess And The Frog)
Challenge: #105 Teach
Pairings: Eric/Naveen
Rating: NC-17
Words: 497
Warnings: Contains adult material
“I don’t understand,” Naveen admits, pushing his wet hair back from his forehead. “You have men to do all this for you, yes?”
Eric laughs, a little disbelieving. “The ship is manned by fine sailors,” he agrees patiently. “But that doesn’t mean I’m just going to sit back and allow them to do everything for me.”
“But you’re a prince,” Naveen says, brows raising incredulously, and Eric’s laughter grows more raucous. He’s met royalty like Naveen before, spoiled and carefree, but somehow Naveen makes a quality that should be shameful into something charming. He’s so good-natured about being raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, so self-aware, that he’s impossible to dislike.
“True, but a knowledge of sailing is a useful skill,” Eric explains. Especially on a night like the one they’ve just been through, waves lashing angrily against the ship’s hull. Eric’s soaked, and although Naveen stayed safely back and out of the way whilst Eric and his crew tackled the storm, he’s still equally as drenched. “I’d be happy to teach you.”
Naveen shakes his head thoughtfully, before his expression shifts in the swinging light of the lamp. There’s a sense of playfulness to him at all times, but it flares brighter in his eyes, grin turning predatory, and Eric finds himself freezing in place as Naveen drops to his knees before him.
The chill of the ocean clings to Eric’s skin, but Naveen’s hands are startling warm as they settle on his hips.
“What are you doing?” Eric asks in a voice suddenly gone hoarse.
Naveen looks up at him with a glint in his eye. “You have your skills, my friend,” he murmurs, thumbs massaging slow circles through the wet fabric of Eric’s breeches. “And I have mine.”
It’s not that Eric is naïve; he’s been aware of Naveen’s flirting since reaching Maldonia. It’d be difficult not to notice, since Naveen isn’t given to subtlety. And he’s not totally inexperienced, he’s known intimate touches like this before.
Still, the first brush of Naveen’s mouth against Eric’s crotch has him making a noise that’s earnest and loud.
Naveen grins up at him, clearly pleased with the reaction.
Eric swallows thickly.
Naveen’s hands hold him steady, mouth dragging over the lines of Eric’s hardening cock through his breeches. His lips are smooth, his movements firm and sure, and Eric presses a hand over his own mouth, painfully aware of the way sounds travel through the ship.
And Naveen, oh, he wasn’t joking about his skills. He has Eric gasping in no time, making needy sounds muffled by his palm, hips bucking against Naveen’s heat. Eric slips his fingers into his mouth, eyes falling shut, mind racing with the idea of what this would be like from Naveen’s position, how it would feel to have Naveen’s cock pressing down heavy against his tongue.
Eric can’t imagine successfully teaching Naveen how to sail, but the prospect of Naveen teaching him this is a very promising one indeed.