LMOM 2011: Day 14
Title: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 23 Reloaded Author/Artist: KateKintail Rating: R Pairing: Remus/Horatio Hornblower Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011 Disclaimer: This work is not endorsed by JKR, the WB, Scholastic, the LEGO Group, or anyone else, for that matter. It's just for fun and no money is being made. Notes: This is a tribute to my LMOM 2008 project, a crossover with Harry Potter/Doctor Who and dozens of other fandoms.
“It really is a stunning ship,” Remus said, standing on the poop deck and leaning back to look up at what could have been a mile or two of the masts and sails and rigging.
“Have you not been shown about yet?”
Remus shook his head as his gaze moved down to where the TARDIS stood on the deck, guarded by several wary marines. The Doctor was off somewhere and Remus worried about leaving the TARDIS alone, now that it had been located and hauled up from the depths of the ship.
“The lobsters’ll look after it,” Captain Horatio Hornblower said, cleverly having deduced the meaning behind Remus’ gaze. “Come. Let me give you the tour.”
Remus followed the man across the deck and down. He didn’t take in very much of the names and uses of places, honestly, but still found it fascinating. No matter how long he traveled with the Doctor, he wasn’t sure he would ever get used to stepping backwards in time like this. And this particular stop was like walking right into one of those books about the Age of Sail he had devoured when he was young.
“And this is my cabin.” Hornblower gestured to a door. It looked as though he meant it to merely be something to glance at. But Remus had second thoughts and walked right in. He immediately fell in love with the small room, the charts spread out on a table, the small bed, the pipe organ. “Do you play, Captain? Ah, the organ, I mean. The, ah, musical instrument.” He flushed at how sexually charged it seemed all his words were.
“Me?” he laughed, as though it were the most absurd thing he had ever heard. “Not at all. I am completely tone deaf.” He rubbed the back of his neck then took his hat off. “Though I’m not sure why I just told you that. I don’t tell many peop—”
He broke off mid-word as Remus pressed his lips to Hornblower’s. “Your secret’s safe with me, Captain.” He spoke breathily, his voice full of lust. It took only a second, but Remus felt himself being grabbed, pushed, and manhandled to the far wall of the cabin.
“We have strict rules in the British Navy,” Hornblower explained. “If you were one of my men, I would have to flog you for that.”
“Good thing I don’t serve under you. But I’ll serve you, if you like. And if you feel the need to take a heavy hand to my arse, I’ll not complain.” Remus felt his trousers being pulled down, a hat placed on his head, and a cracker so stale it was hard as a cock shoved into his mouth. He bit down hard on it as Hornblower took him, his cries muffled sufficiently.
When they were done, Hornblower continued the tour, ending right back on the deck. Hornblower guided Remus’ hand to the wheel and let him feel the power there for a few moments. And Remus, feeling liberated with the salty air brushing his face, realized he hadn’t taken off the captain’s hat.