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"Beyond Duty" and "Friendship and Lies" by Belmanoir (NC-17)
Fandom: Hornblower
Pairing: Horatio/Archie
Author on LJ: I don't know. Anyone?
Author Website: I found this at the Sailslash archive: http://www.slashcity.org/hh/archive/0/beyondduty.html
Why this must be read:
Remember what I was saying in my intro post about being a really huge hurt/comfort junkie? Well this one just pushes all my buttons.
The canon (movie-canon) all but comes right out and says that Archie was raped by Simpson. Thus, we have many recovery fics in the fandom. Some are much better done than others. This is my favorite. (One's a sequel to the first, but they almost read like a Part I and Part II of a single fic)
In this story Archie and Horatio get some shoreleave and, as all slashy sailors do, end up sharing a room 'because it's cheaper'. And as all slashy sailors do, they share a bed where talk turns to sex and then talk becomes sex. And although Archie's not keen on the idea, given his past, he'll do anything for Horatio.
The second part ("Friendship and Lies") is where the serious H/C comes in. Horatio doesn't realize that Archie was just being accomodating in the first part. And when they get leave again, he thinks things are going to set up just as well as the last time. Only... not so much:
Written in fist person - Archie's point of view.
His hand is between my legs now, seeking and finding. At the intrusion, I cannot help it - my body jolts in reaction. His breath comes faster. "Do you like that, Archie?" he whispers, and another finger joins the first.
Oh God, I cannot ... My eyes are screwed shut as I bury my fingers in his curls and hold his face close so he cannot see. His lips are busy on my neck as his fingers work me, and from his breathing I know it will not be long before he wants me.
"Horatio," I manage at last. He murmurs something, his breath warm and urgent against skin that feels so cold.
"Horatio, let me turn over."
"Want to see your face..." His lips are still moving on me, but he's moving too, and in a moment it will be too late and I can't do it, I can't bear the thought of watching him as he thrusts and groans and sweats above me, just like Simpson. Not Horatio.
"No."
Desperate, I push at him, thrusting him off me. He does nothing to stop me. Instead, he's staring at me as though I've grown two heads, before his expression changes to awful realisation.
"Archie - did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"No. No. I - It's - " Oh God, why can't I control my voice? "Can't we do it the other way?"
He's silent.
He doesn't want me any more.
ETA: http://www.slashcity.org/hh/archive/0/beyondduty.html
Pairing: Horatio/Archie
Author on LJ: I don't know. Anyone?
Author Website: I found this at the Sailslash archive: http://www.slashcity.org/hh/archive/0/beyondduty.html
Why this must be read:
Remember what I was saying in my intro post about being a really huge hurt/comfort junkie? Well this one just pushes all my buttons.
The canon (movie-canon) all but comes right out and says that Archie was raped by Simpson. Thus, we have many recovery fics in the fandom. Some are much better done than others. This is my favorite. (One's a sequel to the first, but they almost read like a Part I and Part II of a single fic)
In this story Archie and Horatio get some shoreleave and, as all slashy sailors do, end up sharing a room 'because it's cheaper'. And as all slashy sailors do, they share a bed where talk turns to sex and then talk becomes sex. And although Archie's not keen on the idea, given his past, he'll do anything for Horatio.
The second part ("Friendship and Lies") is where the serious H/C comes in. Horatio doesn't realize that Archie was just being accomodating in the first part. And when they get leave again, he thinks things are going to set up just as well as the last time. Only... not so much:
Written in fist person - Archie's point of view.
His hand is between my legs now, seeking and finding. At the intrusion, I cannot help it - my body jolts in reaction. His breath comes faster. "Do you like that, Archie?" he whispers, and another finger joins the first.
Oh God, I cannot ... My eyes are screwed shut as I bury my fingers in his curls and hold his face close so he cannot see. His lips are busy on my neck as his fingers work me, and from his breathing I know it will not be long before he wants me.
"Horatio," I manage at last. He murmurs something, his breath warm and urgent against skin that feels so cold.
"Horatio, let me turn over."
"Want to see your face..." His lips are still moving on me, but he's moving too, and in a moment it will be too late and I can't do it, I can't bear the thought of watching him as he thrusts and groans and sweats above me, just like Simpson. Not Horatio.
"No."
Desperate, I push at him, thrusting him off me. He does nothing to stop me. Instead, he's staring at me as though I've grown two heads, before his expression changes to awful realisation.
"Archie - did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"No. No. I - It's - " Oh God, why can't I control my voice? "Can't we do it the other way?"
He's silent.
He doesn't want me any more.
ETA: http://www.slashcity.org/hh/archive/0/beyondduty.html