Fic: Sparkling Stars XI: "Hey, You Two! Get A Room!" (1/1)
Title: Sparkling Stars XI: "Hey, You Two! Get A Room!" (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Chuck Parker, Willy Moss, Christy/Virgil, Lester Gruber, Harrison 'Tinker' Bell, Joseph 'Happy' Haines, Quinton McHale
Fandom: McHale's Navy
Genres: Historical, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Author Chooses Not To Warn
Spoilers: None
Summary: During hand-to-hand combat drills, Christy and Virgil get a little too handsy. 😉
Date Of Completion: November 12, 2022
Date Of Posting: December 26/28, 2022
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, Universal does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1445
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
The entire series can be found here.
The sun beating,
Perfect skin
Heating.
The moon beaming,
Perfect skin
Gleaming.
Mine,
To kiss
And caress.
Perfect flesh.
Edgar Wilding
"Thighs Of A God"
1892 C E.
"All right now, men, we're here to practice our hand-to-hand combat skills."
Chuck's singsong voice meant that he was in teaching mode. The crew sat on the bleachers as Chuck cracked his knuckles and swayed in a swaggering motion. The men were amused but listened attentively.
"Now this maneuver is a tricky one."
After Chuck's lecture, the men paired off and practiced. It was hard work but no one minded. Willy was brewing up a fresh batch of booze at the still, and they would imbibe at lunch. A great reward all around.
Chuck had assigned the pairings, and Christy and Virgil were pleased with their exec putting them together. Virgil flexed his hands. He was in full Crew Mode, and his eyes sparkled with mischief.
Christy liked seeing that. A docile Virgil was pleasing, but so was a mischievous one. They circled each other, their eyes never leaving each other.
Virgil lunged, Christy parrying his move and making one of his own. Virgil made a feint and grabbed Christy's arm, pulling him into his body while attempting to throw him but Christy broke the hold, grabbed Virgil's shoulder, and tried to pull him down.
Virgil kicked Christy's legs out from under him and Christy grabbed his partner's arm, toppling them both to the hard ground. Virgil grunted in pain as his knee hit hard and he grappled with his partner. They rolled around in the dirt and tried to get leverage on each other.
Chuck walked around the various combatants, making suggestions and nearly tripping over Willy and Happy.
Christy rolled Virgil onto his back and straddled him. "Now this is more like it." Christy grasped Virgil's wrists as his captive struggled. "You're all mine now, ha, ha!"
"I'm already yours," Virgil said with a smile. "You think you've got me?"
Christy leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I've always got you."
Virgil's smile grew brighter and he used the distraction to make a move. Christy yelped and ended up on his back with Virgil looming over him.
"Hmm, I kinda like this," Virgil said as he kept a firm hold on his partner's wrists.
"Oh, yeah?" Christy struggled. "Isn't it more natural for you to be on your back?"
"Natural, maybe, but not necessarily standard practice."
"You're pretty mouthy for a slave."
Virgil smiled. "So I've been told." He leaned down and his lips came close to Christy's ear.
Christy brought his knee up between Virgil's legs and Virgil grunted. He rolled away but Christy's legs clamped on his partner's limbs and Virgil ended up on his back again.
"See, perfectly natural," said Christy smugly.
"You're pretty sneaky for a Master," Virgil accused.
"So I've been told."
Virgil struggled, his groin rubbing against Christy's. The blond tightened his hold on Virgil's wrists. Virgil's chest heaved as he was temporarily out of breath. Christy was mesmerized as he watched the skin exposed from his partially-unbuttoned shirt gleam from sweat. The tropical sun was beating down on the parade ground.
Christy licked his salty lips as he watched Virgil writhe. His beautiful captive tilted his head back, exposing his smooth throat. Christy lowered his head, brushing his lips against Virgil's throat.
"Hey, you two! Get a room!" Gruber snarked.
Mr. Parker hurried over as Christy pulled back. "Hey, now, look, you guys. It's against regulations to canoodle during hand-to-hand combat skills practice."
"Sorry, sir," said Christy, exchanging an amused smile with Virgil.
"Come on now, get up. Time for the next round."
McHale wandered in from camp and sat on the bleachers, signaling Chuck to continue the drills. The men started trying to flip each other using moves that Fuji had taught them.
Tinker used his leverage to get the taller and heavier Gruber on the ground. Happy was laughing so hard that Willy took advantage and flipped him almost casually.
"Ow!" Happy rubbed his butt.
"Gotta stay alert, Hap," Willy laughed.
"Think you can flip me, Christy?' Virgil asked.
"Oh, baby, any day of the week."
Virgil's smile made Christy's heart pound. He feinted and had a grip on Virgil, who counteracted with a swift move of his own. Christy slid his leg between Virgil's thighs, taking him by surprise. The blond managed to flip Virgil, who landed gently with Christy's help.
"Toldja," Christy smirked.
Virgil swept his leg out and kicked Christy's legs out from under him. Christy yelled, "Hey!" and Virgil was on him, the two men grappling for dominance. Christy was on his knees and Virgil was on his back trying to grab his arms. His groin brushed against Christy's backside. Christy straightened up and nearly knocked Virgil in the head
"Hey!" Virgil ducked out of the way just in time. He grabbed Christy's hips but the blond knocked his hands away and nearly cut Virgil's legs out from under him. Christy scrabbled away and got to his feet, pressing his knee into Virgil's chest and forcing him down onto his back.
"Always on your back," Christy said as he cut Virgil's next move off and grasped his wrists, feeling the cold metal of the other man's slave bracelets. Christy pushed his partner's legs apart and slid his body between them.
"Get a room, people!" said Gruber.
"Okay, practice over!" said McHale.
Christy smiled as he brushed his knee against Virgil's groin. He offered Virgil a hand up, pulling him close.
"You guys get back to camp. Christy, you and Virgil work off that excess energy in the slave hut," McHale said.
"Right, sir." Christy took Virgil by the arm and hurried off toward camp as McHale shook his head with a chuckle.
Christy and Virgil made it back to camp in record time and disappeared into the slave hut. They were on each other as soon as they cleared the doorway. Clothes ended up on the floor as they hungrily kissed each other, Christy pushing Virgil to the bed. Once Virgil was on his back, Christy climbed on top of him and gasped, "I can't wait."
"Neither can I." Virgil spread his legs wider. "Do it."
Christy plunged deeply into his lover's body, both of them quickly falling into a familiar-yet-glorious rhythm, electricity tingling along their skin as Christy thrust deep and hard while Virgil clutched his hips tightly. The brunet's nipples peaked as he arched upward, Christy smiling through his lust. Virgil was already ready for some nipple play. He reached down and pinched one.
"Ooh," Virgil said, and he breathed, "More."
Christy obliged while he kept busy thrusting in and out of Virgil's body. He could feel himself coming, all the foreplay in hand-to-hand class making this short but sweet. He spurted deep into Virgil, whose cock spattered Christy's belly. Christy leaned down and kissed Virgil's stomach before pulling out.
Christy cleaned them both up and then stretched out next to Virgil, caressing his chest and stomach, applying cream to the scraped knee that had landed hard on the ground. His blue eyes sparkled as Virgil smiled.
"Guess we couldn't wait," Virgil chuckled.
"Guess not. We already had plenty of foreplay."
"Yeah, that was fun." Virgil snickered. "Not sure Mr. Parker was thinking about this as the results of his hand-to-hand class."
Christy laughed. "I'd say you're right." His index finger circled a nipple. Virgil's breath hitched. "Yeah, I'd say it was an unexpected benefit."
"For us?"
Christy rubbed under Virgil's left nipple, sliding his finger up to touch the tip. He could feel Virgil quiver and then shake as Christy took his nipple in his mouth.
"Mmm," Virgil moaned. He cradled Christy's head, urging him to continue.
Christy detached but worked the other nipple, his hand brushing Virgil's hip. Virgil's moans were as delicious as he was. Christy sucked harder. Virgil's body bucked.
"Yum," Christy said as he detached and Virgil whimpered.
"Please, Christy."
"Please what?"
Virgil's eyes were pleading. How could Christy resist? He resumed suckling a nipple while gently stroking his partner's cock.
"Ooh!"
Virgil proved the fact that FH carriers had a very quick refractory period compared to a normal's. He came with a cry and Christy released his nipple
"Man, you're messy."
Virgil smiled as his chest heaved. "Sorry."
Christy cleaned his hand and sat in the bed. He massaged Virgil's chest. "I can't get enough of you."
"Same here." Virgil caressed Christy's stomach. "Christy?"
"Yeah?"
"Whether I'm your lover or your slave, you make me happy."
Christy's heart lurched and he continued massaging . "Me, too, baby, me, too."
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