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noxnoctisanima ([personal profile] noxnoctisanima) wrote2007-09-01 12:50 am
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Fic: Seasick

Title: Seasick
Fandom: Sea Patrol
Pairing: Spider/ET
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: No, cause if I did there would be less mooning over the two sole girls and lots more slashy military goodness.
Summary: Spider is seasick, ET helps.  
A.N.: Sea Patrol is an Aussie show about a navy ship which patrols the northern Australian waters…In other words it’s half a dozen men and two women on a boat, with military uniforms, that’s just daring me to slash, especially when they’re as pretty as these two. Sorry to those waiting for Virgin!Connor fic, this demanded to be first in line.
 
 
Spider clutched at his bunk as his stomach rolled with the sea. He pressed his face into the pillow, he’d tried everything, it just wouldn’t go away. Spider cursed himself, what in the world had made him think he would make a good sailor.
 
Spider was still face down in his pillow when the door creaked open. He risked the movement to turn his head and he scowled as ET stuck his curl strewn head around the door. ET grinned at his bad temper, shutting the door behind him and leaning against it, balancing back on one foot, hip jutting out through his uniform.  
 
Spider kept his steadily unhappy gaze focused on ET fore a while before he spoke.
 
“Lay off ET, I’ve tried everything, it won’t go away.” Spider wasn’t sure what it was he’d said that made ET give him the oddly considering look he was receiving at the moment.  
 
ET’s voice was just a touch rough in a way Spider found oddly intriguing.
 
“Everything huh?”
 
Spider’s glare moved up another notch.
 
“Yes everything! Pills, staring at the horizon, everything!” He stopped for a few seconds after that, burying his face back into his pillow as he waited for the nausea to pass. Tucked up like that he missed the grin that was working its way onto ET’s face.  He didn’t miss the hand slipping into the small of his back, warm where his shirt had ridden up.
 
Spider snapped his head sideways to stare disbelievingly at ET, all his mates had made jokes about the navy but he’d never believed they had some truth to them.
 
Spider almost grabbed ET’s hand and pushed him off, almost, because as he turned he caught ET’s terribly blue gaze and it was a mix of mischievousness and want that froze him in place.
 
The hand on his back had trailed up and was now cupped around the back of Spider’s neck, a weight and a warmth that was at once utterly frightening and utterly enticing.
 
ET seemed to be taking his lack of disapproval as approval and had moved closer, his other hand coming to rest on Spider’s hip, the rub of thumb across skin sending shivers up his spine.  
 
“Roll onto your back Billy.” ET’s voice was rough and lightly demanding in a way that Spider found himself complying with without a thought.
 
Somewhere in the back of his brain there was a voice that was telling him this was a horrible idea. There was also a voice that was mentioning that he didn’t actually feel sea sick at the moment, but the biggest part of his brain had fled south at the promise in ET’s voice.
 
Spider was uncomfortably close to the wall as ET squeezed himself into the bunk, the whole long length of his body pressed up against Spider’s.
 
He jumped as ET’s hand returned to his hip, ET smiled, breath warm against his neck.
 
“Shhhh.” He breathed into Spider’s ear.
 
It proved a good caution as ET slid his and down Spider’s stomach and beneath his waistband in the hollow between his hips. Spider bit his lip and his hips jerked upwards as ET awkwardly gripped him and slid his hand down the shaft.  
 
Spider could feel ET’s grin against his neck and barely bit back a whimper as the hand was removed. He almost swallowed his tongue with his groan when the buttons of his pants we flicked open and ET’s hand gripped him more firmly.
 
Oh, Oh, God…he’d fooled around with girls back home, but this was just so far above that.
 
One of Spider’s hands was gripped in the sheets and the other in ET’s shirt as he curled on his side beside Spider, hand starting a leisurely rhythm.
 
Spider startled a little as he felt ET push up against his side, he could easily feel how hard he was and for a moment was terrified that he didn’t know what to do. Then ET had done it again, rocked up against Spider’s hip as he stroked upwards and Spider had shuddered and understood.
 
By the time ET’s thrusts started getting a little ragged Spider had recited the characteristics of category 1 to 5 storms and the onboard communication guidelines and was just barely holding himself back from the edge. Even biting at his own lip he couldn’t quite contain his groans and the soft almost noises ET was making against his neck weren’t helping.
 
ET’s mouth was pressed against Spider’s neck every time ET thrust and as his hips stuttered he exhaled sharply against it.
 
The warm burst of air and the silent rumble against his neck finally broke Spider’s control and ET managed to prop himself up quick enough to catch the resulting groan with his mouth.
 
He let the kiss linger before falling back down beside Spider.
 
“Still seasick?” He asked, staring blithely into the air. Spider’s eyes shot sideways and ET just grinned at him.
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[personal profile] fredbassett 2007-08-31 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmmmm, hot!

And I sympathise with Spider. I get sick just looking at boats.

I liked these guys!!
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[identity profile] noxnoctisanima.livejournal.com 2007-09-04 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. *snicker* i shoudln't get so much ammusement at making someone violently sea sick, but i really do *grin* They are fun guys, i might write them again soonish if they can kick Connor out again, which is insanely hard lately.

[identity profile] entangled-now.livejournal.com 2007-12-21 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
Whoever these people are they should be allowed to be in fic more often. This manages to be real and hot without getting graphic or descriptive at all.

I liked it a lot :)