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Title: A harbour in the tempest
Author: [personal profile] gmtaslash, principally Trojie
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Given that no-one has yet turned up a book of angsty gay porn by C.S. Lewis, we are going to state that this is in fact NOT his work.
Notes: Title from U2 song 'All I Want Is You'. Written for and betaed by Bridget in order to help her recover from a long and tiring round of betareading - because porn is the gift for all occasions, even if the recipient then has to betaread it. Not part of the PPP series, because there is already a perfectly good Dragon Island porn scene in part two of Duty. However, this could potentially be read as a sequel to For You



'And you're absolutely sure that'll fit up there?' Caspian asked, his brow furrowed with worry.

'One hundred percent,' said Edmund, a determined expression plastered across his face. 'If you'd just give me a hand, that is.'

Caspian regarded the situation for a moment, shrugged, and pitched forward to give Edmund a hand. 'All I can say is,' he said, grunting with exertion, 'that I have a new and improved respect for shipwrights. Their life seems to be nothing but heavy lifting. And splinters,' he added, regarding the calloused palm of his hand.

'Stop being such a big girl's blouse and keep lifting,' Edmund said shortly. 'If Reepicheep sees you slacking he'll be all disapprovingly respectful at you, and I know how much you hate that.'

After some more panting and straining, the new ship's wheel was mounted correctly, and Edmund and Caspian moved out of the way so that one of the sailors who had rather more practical experience than they could affix it to the tiller mechanism.

They hopped off the beached ship and stood back to admire her. She'd come on in leaps and bounds over the last few days, aided and abetted by the strength and new-found dedication of Eustace the Magic Dragon.

'Yes,' Caspian was saying, 'I think when I get home I shall leave romantic pursuits like shipbuilding to the experts and stick with my duties.' Edmund couldn't help noticing the sheen of perspiration on his throat. He was seized with a sudden and unruly desire to lick at it.

'I don't know,' Edmund said, fixing Caspian with a basilisk stare. 'I think there are things to be said for the hardy, outdoor life ...'

Caspian looked quizzical for a moment, then his eyes narrowed. He grinned. 'Oh, I'd agree.'

Edmund let his gaze drift naturally and nonchalantly over the beach, noting the preoccupation of the rest of the crew. And, most importantly, that of Lucy and Reepicheep.

'Fancy a walk?' he asked as carelessly as possible.

'Why certainly. It's too nice a day to spend it standing around.'

Once they'd reached the cool interior of the forest, Edmund spun, laughing, and grabbed Caspian's hand. 'Truly, the time of miracles is at hand,' he said. 'I cannot believe that worked.'

'I think it only worked because we were out of earshot,' said Caspian, locking an arm around Edmund's waist and stilling him. 'We might as well have just walked away.'

Edmund had to concede that point.

'So,' he said.

Caspian smiled at him, pulling him closer. 'So. You were saying something about the joys of the outdoors?'

'Oh yes. Fresh air, singing birds. Privacy ...'

'Yes, I rather like that aspect.'

'Given that we have so much of it, why are we still talking?' Edmund felt the need to ask.

Caspian's arms tightened around him. 'Some of us are so demanding,' he said, his lips ghosting against Edmund's.

'And some of us are teases,' Edmund informed him, leaning up and kissing him soundly. For a while they stood like that, dappled in shade and sunlight and just kissing, slowly and surely.

Caspian broke away first, his breath coming hard and eyes closed. 'It's been too long,' he said. 'Too long since Narrowhaven.'

'Too long to pick up again?' asked Edmund, drawing gentle fingers through Caspian's hair.

'Never,' said Caspian, opening his eyes and bringing Edmund's hand to his mouth, pressing a kiss against chapped knuckles. 'I could wait eternity for you, you know that.'

Edmund said nothing.

'Don't you?' Caspian asked.

Edmund looked away. 'Eternity's a long time,' he whispered. 'Don't-'

'I will,' said Caspian fiercely. 'I will, I swear. I swear it by-'

'Don't,' said Edmund, and kissed Caspian again. It was gentle, but Caspian would have none of it. He took Edmund's face in his hands, the softness of the gesture belying the force of his kiss, needing to show Edmund that he meant his words, to imprint the feel of his lips on Edmund's skin.

He shifted his hold from face to shoulders to narrow hips, pulling Edmund in close, like pieces of a puzzle, meant to fit but ultimately to break apart again, walking him back until his shoulderblades smacked the bole of the nearest tree, then letting go, keeping him there with weight and with kissing, exploring each dip and curve and angle of his body through fine homespun cloth.

'Caspian,' Edmund was saying, panting into his mouth. 'I-'

'Let me,' Caspian said, pulling himself just far enough away, a whisper of space just fine enough to start unbuttoning and pulling and sorting through shirts and tunics and breeches to get to the softness underneath. To strip him completely would be foolish, out here in the forest where anyone could come upon them, where anything might attack, but in Caspian's mind he saw the bed they'd shared at Bernstead and the way Edmund had writhed upon it, naked and trusting.

Trusting Caspian to care for him, like legends said he'd never trusted before.

A hard, slender hand quested beneath Caspian's own clothing, and Edmund's eyes opened. He pushed harder at Caspian, opening the space between them further. 'Let me, too,' he said. 'I've waited as long as you have.'

When enough of them was bare, Caspian could wait no longer, and pushed closer once more, settling naturally into place against his lover.

A few soft movements and they were both panting, Edmund with a leg hitched around both of Caspian's as far up as he could manage, Caspian's hands once more caressing Edmund's face.

'Don't ever let go of this,' Caspian murmured. 'Don't ever. Whatever happens, whoever you - I don't care.'

Edmund's eyes fluttered under their lids. He bit his lip, tugged Caspian in tighter. 'How could I?' he asked, voice raw with something Caspian couldn't identify. 'You know I never ... before. Never before you.'

'Never? But I thought you'd-'

Edmund's hips were jerking erratically now. He laughed, his voice strained. 'Oh, I did that,' he said, eyes screwed shut and body working involuntarily. 'Did that for duty.'

'Then what-'

'Never ... never for love.' Edmund's eyes flew open, his voice broke high and desperate as he came with something like disbelief and desperation in his gaze. Caspian flew over the edge in a rush, caught up by the heat and wetness and the sight of Edmund laid so bare.

Date: 2009-07-14 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miss-morland.livejournal.com
like pieces of a puzzle, meant to fit but ultimately to break apart again

I LOVE that metaphor. And the whole fic, really. *adds to memories*

Date: 2009-07-14 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
That metaphor, in fact most of the fic, came at me right out of nowhere - this was sposed to be silly PWP. But apparently I can't *write* silly PWP where these two are concerned ...

I'm glad you liked it :D

Date: 2009-07-14 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tea-fiend.livejournal.com
If only you'd seen Torchwood, then I wouldn't have had to ask for this. Although you doubtless would have given me Jack/Ianto angst. You're going to love those two, you know. There's so much potential for Deep and Meaningful Angstiness.

Date: 2009-07-14 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
Nonono, I'm trying to train myself OUT of Deep and Meaningful Angstiness, remember?

*conveniently forgets the Merlin fic she's working on and the sweeping Deep and Meaningful Angstiness that's in that as well*

Date: 2009-07-14 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tea-fiend.livejournal.com
Darling, you wouldn't be you without the desire to write Deep and Meaningful Angstiness. It'd be like... like Ansela trying to write consensual fluffy non-explicit porn. It just can't ever happen, lest the world explode.

Date: 2009-07-14 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
*hangs head* Shouldn't I be trying to break out of my cycle of predictableness, though? Rather than have people try and hide their fandoms from me lest I turn them all into cesspits of Angst?

Date: 2009-07-14 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tea-fiend.livejournal.com
Look, sometimes Angst is a good thing, alright? And you can write pretty and silly and fluffy and stuff too, so it's not like you only write Angst. Stop fretting. And watch Torchwood and write me some angst-free smutty retconning goodness.

Date: 2009-07-14 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
*pushes away the fretting*

I can't watch it until you burn it for me :P But then I will, or at least I will try.

Date: 2009-07-14 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tea-fiend.livejournal.com
Only, like, three episodes for me to get and then I will burn it for you and it will be waiting when you get back from America. And then you can watch it all in one go and finally understand why I have spent the past week in shock and denial and retconning furiously in my own head. :P

Also, there is gratuitous mansex.

Date: 2009-07-14 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
You'd better watch Merlin whilst I'm watching Torchwood .. fair exchange being no robbery and all that, and then you can write me more of your amazingly delicious blowjob porn and I'll give you hot fluffy retconning goodness :D

Date: 2009-07-14 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tea-fiend.livejournal.com
Sounds like a plan, boss.

Mmm, retcon...

Date: 2009-07-14 09:17 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-07-14 10:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com
Face it: deep and meaningful angst is your DOOM.

Date: 2009-07-14 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
well, I suppose there are WORSE dooms ...

Date: 2009-07-15 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doilyhands.livejournal.com
ike pieces of a puzzle, meant to fit but ultimately to break apart again,

Stunning.

Date: 2009-07-15 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
Why thank you!

Date: 2009-07-16 04:27 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] hsavinien.livejournal.com
<3 ^_^!

Eustace the Magic Dragon. *snerk*

Date: 2009-07-16 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
Yeah, there was sort of a complete tone U-turn in this fic ...

Date: 2009-07-16 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Title from U2 song 'All I Want Is You'

I kept trying to remember where I'd heard those words before! Which is weird, cause I love that song so you'd think I would know it when it was referenced. U2 make a great Narnia soundtrack.

Given that no-one has yet turned up a book of angsty gay porn by C.S. Lewis

I kinda wish they had, because I bet it'd be great. Maybe like this ;)

Anyway, I really liked this and "Eustace the Magic Dragon" is almost crying out for filking.

Yikes!

Date: 2009-07-16 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] babydraco.livejournal.com
That last comment was me. I've only had four hours of sleep (curses HBP!)

Date: 2009-07-16 03:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
I think that if C.S. Lewis had written such a book it would be awesome but possibly less angsty because he was not down with Teh Angst in his Narnia, or at least, not for long ...

Glad you liked - feel free to filk if you want :D

Torchwood

Date: 2009-07-20 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
so i take it that you are gonna watch torwood? just get hte tissues out ok? trust me i to have been retconning myself

Re: Torchwood

Date: 2009-07-21 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agenttrojie.livejournal.com
I will if I get the opportunity, but I've never watched any of it before so I'll have to start at the beginning :)

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