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Title: Pirates
Pairing: Nick/Greg, Ricardo/Archie
Rating: NC-17 in some chapters and I'm too lazy to rate each one
Disclaimer: Most characters are property of CBS et al, and I don't own them or make money off them. Although I wouldn't mind taking to the high seas and plundering them. OK, not all of them. OK, Greg. So don't sue, here be monsters. Got no booty.
AU: Completely and wildly AU, doesn't even take place in this century.
Dedicated to kahlualeia who shares my love of Georgette Heyer
Beta and semi-collab by fred_bear aka jennybel75, who held my hand, encouraged me and did research.

Chapter 1 here: here
Chapter 2 here: here

Chapter 3/35



Ricardo tied Lt Sanders’ hands loosely behind his back before escorting him again to the captain’s cabin. Gregory appreciated his restraint; unlike a few of the other men, he did not mistreat prisoners whilst transporting them. The African man even took extra care not to exacerbate his wound whilst binding him. Gregory took the opportunity to drink in the clean, salty smell of the ocean breezes, so different from the stench emanating from the dank straw in his cell.

He entered the cabin behind Ricardo, awaiting his next directions. Ricardo pulled out one of the chairs and invited him to be seated. Gregory settled into the chair as gracefully as was possible, considering his stiffened muscles and bound hands.

“The captain will attend you soon,” Ricardo said, his green eyes kindly surveying the younger man. Although he had tried to tidy the Lt a bit, he really needed a bath, a luxury almost unheard of on board ship in the middle of the ocean. However, he would attempt to arrange something; it was obvious the young man was uncomfortable with his state of disarray.

Ricardo surveyed the table to make sure all was in readiness for the captain and that his requirements had been met. Nodding to himself, he withdrew, closing the door behind him.

Gregory looked about the cabin, but with the only source of light being the candles upon the table, the rest of the room lay shadowed in darkness.

Gregory leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He hated to admit it even to himself but he was afraid. His visit last night with the captain had been so full of unexpected clues that he did not know what to make of it. Being tied and helpless in the man’s presence had aroused emotions that were completely unfamiliar and Gregory could not identify just what it was that he had felt. He knew he did not wish to appear vulnerable in front of the captain, but in fact, in his current defenseless position, he was completely at the man’s mercy.

His nostrils flared slightly as the fragrance of ripened fruit on the table assailed him. A sudden wave of hunger caused his mouth to water and he swallowed audibly.

“Hungry, my little one?”

Gregory’s eyes flew open to see Captain Stokes smiling at him from the shadows where he’d drawn closer, the light barely illuminating his features. Had the man been watching him the entire time?

“Yes,” Gregory answered shortly.

“It will be difficult for you to eat with your hands bound, will it not?” Capitan Stokes seated himself casually and reached for a bottle, pouring himself some wine.

Lt Sanders did not deign to answer. Obviously this was to be another occasion for taunting for how could he eat with his hands bound? With difficulty he kept his eyes from following the glass as the Captain lifted it to his lips, although he was very aware of the movement of the muscles and tendons in the older man’s neck as he swallowed.

“You have only to ask, el hermoso, and whatever you see before you shall be yours.” The captain’s eyes glowed with intensity, his smile waxing brilliant as he leaned toward the Lt, twirling his glass idly in long fingers. Lt Sanders closed his eyes to block the sight from his gaze. He had an intuition that the captain was not only talking about the food on the table, but he did not understand the meaning behind the cryptic comment.

“I would enjoy a piece of fruit, if I may,” Gregory admitted.

“Excellent! I’ll peel it for you and feed it to you, paloma.” The captain’s white teeth flashed in his tanned face as he selected a ripened peach. He used a small pearl-handled knife to delicately lift the velvet skin from the succulent fruit.

“I am able to feed myself if you would but release my hands,” Gregory said, his anxiety shading his words with sarcasm.

“But I don’t wish you to fly away from me, pequeña paloma,” answered the pirate captain with amusement. “And I think I’ll enjoy feeding you from my own hand.” He smiled brilliantly at Gregory, observing with pleasure the slight blush that coloured the young man’s pale cheeks, likening it to the ripe fruit in his hands.

Gregory’s eyes were fixed upon the captain’s fingers, wet with the juices from the ripe peach, yearning to feel them drench his arid throat as he bit down on the firm flesh. Recalling himself, he controlled his longing and sat sedately in his chair, awaiting the captain’s pleasure, unable to keep a small flash of apprehension from his eyes as the captain approached him bearing the cut up fruit on a small platter.

The captain smiled again as he perceived the flicker of fear in the beautiful young man’s eyes, quickly concealed in the name of honour and pride.

Gregory looked up into the captain’s eyes, impotently awaiting his next action. A strong hand held a piece of the fruit within reach of the Lt’s mouth and his ravenous hunger drove him to open his lips, awaiting the sweet flesh.

The captain held the fruit in such a way that the Lt was constrained to bite into it, the juices running over his lips and down his chin. The sweetness flooded Gregory’s senses and he closed his eyes, overcome with sensation. As the captain watched his sensuous enjoyment, he licked his own lips and hastened to offer his captive another piece, smiling as the young man ate it greedily.

Gregory opened his eyes to find the captain gazing, mesmerized, at his face. He remained perfectly motionless as the captain reached toward him and slowly collected the juice dripping from his lower lip with his thumb. The captain brought his glistening thumb to his own mouth and licked the juice delicately as if tasting something exquisite. Their eyes locked, passionate longing in the captain’s, innocent confusion in the Lt’s.

Gregory blushed hotly, wondering what had moved the captain to such a strange action.

“Lt Sanders,” came the captain’s voice.

Gregory looked into his eyes again, fascinated by the flux of the man’s emotions, now all mocking amusement again as he surveyed his captive.

“May I persuade you to partake of some of this meat or bread?” the captain asked.

“Yes, I believe I will take some,” answered the Lt, somewhat breathlessly.

Sir Nicholas reached for a roast fowl, cutting small tidbits but rather than offering the meat on the point of his knife, he fed it to the Lt from his hand, allowing his fingers to linger on the Lt’s mouth as he meekly accepted the food.

“Did you enjoy your repast?”

“Yes,” sighed Gregory. “‘As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste,’” he quoted absently.

“Is that poetry?”

“Of a sort. It is from the bible,” responded Gregory.

“You must have learned that from your tutors.” The captain’s voice took on a teasing overtone again. “How does the rest of it go?”

“I grew up in an orphanage,” Greg said quietly. “The priest who oversaw it was fond of poetry. Have you a bible?”

“Of course.” The captain got up and laid his hand on a bible with a readiness that suggested more familiarity than one would expect from a pirate.

“Turn to the Song of Solomon,” directed Gregory.

The captain fumbled in the book, locating the requested chapters and read aloud to himself. “By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.”

Gregory smiled, “You skipped a bit there, did you not.”

“Yes. This is quite risqué for a priest, more than mere poetry,” the captain stated.

“Poetry is written to express emotion and inspire contemplation. It is there for us to enjoy and learn from, in both thought and feeling,” Gregory tried to explain.

“Does it move you, little one?”

“Some does, some of what I’ve read stays with me, a comfort when books are unavailable and company scarce.”

The captain pondered this. “Do these words arouse feelings in you?” He rose and approached Gregory again. “Feelings that compare with this?” He touched Gregory’s lower lip with a finger, stroking it lightly, then drew the finger down his chin to his throat, where he rested his entire hand, feeling the beating of the pulse and the muscles moving as Gregory swallowed. He caressed the soft hot skin, smiling as the young man’s mouth opened slightly and his breath quickened.

Gregory kept his eyes trained on the captain’s, again in wonder as he felt himself respond to the man’s simple touch as he’d never responded to any other. He felt the racing of his heart under the captain’s ministrations. He stood his ground with difficulty as the captain leaned closer, eyeing Gregory’s lips.

A knock sounded at the door and Ricardo’s voice came, “Captain! We’ve sighted a ship!”

The captain drew back, leaving his hand resting lightly on Gregory’s neck. “I shall be there immediately.” Looking back at the Lt, he said, “I must thank you for a most enjoyable and shall I say, instructional, evening. I hope to join you again later, but for now I’ve business to attend to. I pray for your understanding but I must secure you to this chair for your own safety.”

Gregory did not know whether to feel disappointed or relieved as he was bound to the chair. He was not sorry to have time to consider, wondering what had just transpired between him and the charismatic captain.

TBC

el hermoso, beautiful
paloma dove
pequeña paloma, little dove

Comments

[littleminx.livejournal.com]

Forsooth, but thou hast slain me.
(yes, yes, wrong period, but somehow more appropriate than "LMGUDISJ BRAIN GOO") (well, almost)

The captain held the fruit in such a way that the Lt was constrained to bite into it, the juices running over his lips and down his chin. The sweetness flooded Gregory’s senses and he closed his eyes, overcome with sensation.
....
i think, perhaps that was the hottest image in this chapter. Or at least, one of the top ten. I wanted to lick him. I had to mute the tv because i couldn't focus. Suddenly, i want fruit. Juicy, juicy fruit. Or, i want to lick it off him.

Bear in mind Greg is only 21 in this and oblivious.
*glee* (That is all)

So, the Captain has left the sweet pequeña paloma tied to the chair, huh? Also, when do we get some hot WarrickRicardo/Archie action? (There's a pairing i've never read. And plus, pirates.)

He touched Gregory’s lower lip with a finger, stroking it lightly, then drew the finger down his chin to his throat, where he rested his entire hand, feeling the beating of the pulse and the muscles moving as Gregory swallowed. He caressed the soft hot skin, smiling as the young man’s mouth opened slightly and his breath quickened.
Yes, yes.. mine too. You'll be glad to know, i put The Man on hold to read this story. ("Um.. hon? Are you reading that slash again?" "Yes, quiet please, Favourite." "...." "Pirates." "Ohhh.")

Pirates rank up there with the consensual non-con for me. HEY.. this.. is.. almost.. just a shade of.. *panties burst into flames*

[schizojuc.livejournal.com]

Forsooth, but thou hast slain me.
(yes, yes, wrong period, but somehow more appropriate than "LMGUDISJ BRAIN GOO")

LOL!

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Woo! This is a comment worth getting! Love LMGUDISJ BRAIN GOO Snork! What's gonna happen when we edge closer to NC-17-ness?

I am so glad you like the Peach Incident (refer below to schizojuc'c comment). I seriously think that is one of the hottest seduction scenes I've ever written and nobody even takes their clothes off. I needed a couple days off from the story after I wrote it and I don't even know why. Um, I'm with the licking it off him part, I think he's extremely lickable.

Ricardo and Archie have to talk first, give them a break. Hee! But it's coming up. I just feel so sorry for Archie, he never gets any and he's soooo cute. I love when he and Nicky watch semi-nude women in vids at work (for the case, of course) and both of them are trying so hard to play it straight, saying Blam! and other straight boy things. Ha! Get a poker face, boys.

Love your whole dialog with the Man, Pirates. Ohhhhh. Snork.

You are making me so happy with your comments, I just want to kiss you and put out your panties. (Don't get burned.) THank you so much. XOXOX

[littleminx.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time, The Man and i went to a Hallowe'en party that had a pirate theme. The Man wore a pirate costume that i made. Didn't even protest the lace cuffs. *swooon* Message from The Man: "Please stop encouraging her". *snickers*

Archie is adorable. i have a soft spot for cute little nerdy boys. Especially trekkies. HOWEVER...Archie in The Red Shirt transformed him from cute to DAMN HOT. In my mind at least. I am looking forward to him getting some hot pirate love.

'Blam!' = overcompensating. The lab was staffed by the Hot Gay Boy Modelling agency. There is no other explanation.

[tmi]Don't worry about the panties on fire. When this story goes NC-17, they'll put themselves out.[/tmi] I have faith. :)

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

ROTFLMAO! They'll put themselves out! You topped yourself! (heh heh, she said topped) I added panties on fire to my vocab and now I gotta add they'll put themselves out. Snork!

I love that the Man sent me a msg. Too funny! But I'm glad he didn't protest the lace cuffs. I totally think the lab was staffed by the Hot Gay Boy Modelling Agency, I've always thought so. DO you remember Rich, the alternate gun tech? He was in All for our country for sure, and another few. Cuz he's gonna be in this too.

I also think Archie is quite adorable. And he needs hot pirate love.

I love your comments. Love you!

[littleminx.livejournal.com]

Love you too!

*snickers* I'm glad that wasn't too much tmi. Can't say the same for when they do get it on though. *gleeeee*

i send The Man snippets of your stories, on occasion. Especially the Masquerade ones.. (He won't of course, go read them himself, afraid of the gay police or something, boys are so odd.)

i don't remember Rich at all!! I tried to Image Google him and came up dry! My google-fu is weak at 4 am.

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

I have searched for a screen cap of Rich, but of course, can't find one. He's in more than one ep, but the one I firmly remember him in is in Season 4, All for Our Country (in which Greg is very lickable). Nick and Warrick are in the lab and they go in to Rich to talk about the gun. Nick asks where do you keep the sodium rodisnate, and Rich says "on top of the file cabinet." Then Nick asks, "What do you get with plastic and cola," and Rich gets this techno-rgasmic face and says, "soda silencer." So I hope you get to see him, cuz he's cute. :-D

[schizojuc.livejournal.com]

Again love love love this chapter! Especially the innocent confusion in Gregory! Plus the way he can quote the bible (though it's interesting what he chose to quote.) And can I say, I got hungry for fruit after 'The Incident with the Peach' (as it shall from hence be known!) Smoking!

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Yeee-ees, interesting that he should find the Songs of Solomon, but really, what teen doesn't? Snork! And interesting that he chose to read the "he" from his POV and not a woman's. I LOVE "The Incident with the Peach" which I shall now call it forever more. I really feel like that is one of the most seductive things I've ever written without anyone disrobing. *fans self* Glad you love it and I hope I can continue to please. Thank you so much for reviewing, you wouldn't believe what a review ho I am. Sigh. Would that it weren't so, but if you are so kind as to review, I thank you. Mwahhh!

[serenity151979.livejournal.com]

That bit with the peach was one of the most erotic things ever! I had total visuals with that one!

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

You know it makes me soooo happy that you said that. I feel like it's erotic too (even tho Ican't quite put my finger on why) and it gave me the wibbles. And nice visuals. I can just see them doing it, tho in modern times, I bet Nicky would have just licked the juice off Greg's lip. And prob Greg wouldn't have been tied to a chair. Snork! Thank you so much for reviewing. XOX

[verisimilit-de.livejournal.com]

I love this story. I love that you update it everyday. Thank you for bringing Nick/Greg pirates into our lives.

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

The world needs more Nick/Greg pirates. Yay! I'm so glad you love it and I just thought it would be a nice experiment to get it all written and then update everyday. I hate losing track of stories I'm following so here it is. Of course, it took a while to write, which is why I haven't been reading anything. XOX

[umbralillium.livejournal.com]

SQUEE! Pirates! Sorry I haven't replied to the previous two chapters, but this one was too delicious to let it pass without comment. I quite agree with littleminx, Pirates is a kink that is quickly rising in my list, especially with a story such as this.

And can I just say that I love that you've adjusted their speaking style to fit the time period. Proper grammar was so much more apparent when one spoke in those days than it is now. Bravo!

Pirates

[(Anonymous)]

Wow I love this Pirates my favorite fantasy. The Kings English and sexy fruit feedings . All I want for Xmas is some of this Please.

Re: Pirates

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Mmm, sexy fruit feedings, yum. Well, I hope you'll like where my Pirates go! And I will keep updating. :-D

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Gee I hope you'll like it and thank you for commenting. It makes me feel better to know people are actually reading it. I think I started this after seeing POTC but I instantly thought of Nick and Greg on shipboard.

I loved writing this and adjusting their speaking style, it's affecting my daily life and all my writing now, whenever I get back into this. Thank you!

[mapsandlegends.livejournal.com]

The pirate is one of my most favorite creatures, and this story is probably the absolute pinnacle of AU happiness for me. I really love what you've posted so far, it's amazing stuff.

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Wow, I'm so glad. The pinnacle. Jeepers. Well I'm gonna keep posting daily so I hope you enjoy. And I really love that you left a comment. Thank you!

[slightly-frayed.livejournal.com]

...I love peaches. *Whimper*

Seriously though, I really don't understand why this is so hot. Actually, I do but I choose not to be my sickeningly analytical self when it comes to beautiful words that make me tingle just a little. XD Thank you once again for opening me up to this lovely world of yours. Love you.

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Looooove peaches. Yeah, me either, but it is so I'm happy. I am so glad you chose to enter this world and I hope you enjoy it. I have a feeling I have trouble ending fics because the worlds are so dang fun. Oh be analytical if you want. Love you!

[inpurity.livejournal.com]

Delicious. Oh so very delicious.
You know how to write and traslate sensuality. Everything is vivid and rich.
Great job.

[catlover2x.livejournal.com]

Oooh, thank you, that's a lovely compliment. I love how you used the words too. I hope you'll continue to enjoy because it's a long ride. Thank you so much for reviewing.