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sansenmage.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2005-12-10 02:22 pm
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Privilege of Rank by Moon Jaguar (R)
Greetings, I am
sansenmage, sailing the Hornblower Reccer for December. My mission is to rec stories that defy fanon conventions--well, or at least offer character insight. Enjoy the ride, but beware of the green midshipmen.
Fandom: HORNBLOWER
Pairing: Bush/Styles
Author on LJ:
moonjaguar
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read: Genre Romances can be summarized as "In the beginning, two people hate each other, but by the end they fell in love." This has none of the traditional romance, even though Bush offers one indecent proposal to Styles because he is, well, horny. So how about some unromantic smut minus the flowery language? I say yes, especially since not only the pretty and shiny gentlemen deserve attention.
Bush winked and reached up, taking hold of Styles' face in his long hands. Styles grunted in shock as lips met his, kissing one corner of his mouth, gently, carefully, avoiding the cut. Bush drew back and remarked, "You cleaned your teeth-- just for me. Glad of it." He cut off any reply Styles might have made with his lips. Bush's tongue poked in softly and Styles wrapped his arms around Bush, kissing him back a little roughly, jaw stubble rasping. Bush's skin quickened and tingled at the scrape of beard stubble, nearly causing him to forget to secure the door. As well as attending to his teeth, Styles had washed very recently, in fact he smelled of soap still.
Privilege of Rank
Fandom: HORNBLOWER
Pairing: Bush/Styles
Author on LJ:
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read: Genre Romances can be summarized as "In the beginning, two people hate each other, but by the end they fell in love." This has none of the traditional romance, even though Bush offers one indecent proposal to Styles because he is, well, horny. So how about some unromantic smut minus the flowery language? I say yes, especially since not only the pretty and shiny gentlemen deserve attention.
Bush winked and reached up, taking hold of Styles' face in his long hands. Styles grunted in shock as lips met his, kissing one corner of his mouth, gently, carefully, avoiding the cut. Bush drew back and remarked, "You cleaned your teeth-- just for me. Glad of it." He cut off any reply Styles might have made with his lips. Bush's tongue poked in softly and Styles wrapped his arms around Bush, kissing him back a little roughly, jaw stubble rasping. Bush's skin quickened and tingled at the scrape of beard stubble, nearly causing him to forget to secure the door. As well as attending to his teeth, Styles had washed very recently, in fact he smelled of soap still.
Privilege of Rank

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