Summer Dream-Fic
Pairing: Haddock/Tintin
Rating: T
Genre: Romance
It was a beautiful summer morning and the two men relaxed on the grass of the Chateau de Moulinsart. Tintin was lying on his back in a towel, feeling the sunlight caressing his skin. The Captain was by his side, with arms folded under his head and eyes closed.
The young man looked at him, noticing the stretched chest and the large brown nipples. He couldn’t help but insisting on staring. His friend’s torso exuded strength and safety. Anyone who was lucky enough to be able to rest in those strong arms and next to his chest couldn’t ask for more.
Tintin blinked, what was going on with him?
He sighed and tried to relax. It wasn’t time to have such thoughts. He had found a family there in Moulisart, good friends…what more could he want?
There was one more thing, though…
He stared again. The hairy chest rose and fell softly; seeing the Captain so calm was quite a rare sight.
Again those nipples, so hard and large, he felt like being hypnotized by them. He looked almost involuntary at his own, small and pinkish in comparison. His hand touched a soft nub, and he felt it hardened under his touch.
A larger hand found his and Tintin almost went out of his skin.
“C…Captain?”
The elder man didn’t respond; he only moved the lad’s hand to his own chest and began to rub. Tintin wasn’t able to move, it was like a dream. The curls were soft under his palm and when his fingers found the dark nubs he felt his shorts become suddenly tighter.
He sucked hard and dared to find Haddock’s gaze. Cobalt-blue eyes looked at him with something he only could describe as lust. He was suddenly pulled over the Captain, chest rubbing on chest. Haddock lifted his chin, looking him straight in the eye. When he talked, his voice was hoarse.
“Tintin…why only look…if you can touch?”
Not waiting for an answer, he put his lips to Tintin’s. The boy melted in the kiss and closed his eyes. It was a dream to come true…when those arms embraced him he felt in heaven. Their nipples rub on each other and he shivered. They broke the kiss. Haddock put his mouth close to Tintin’s ear.
“You like my chest, hum? “ He kissed his earlobe. “Well, I love yours.”
He put his mouth against Tintin’s tanned chest and licked each nipple. The boy moaned softly, the sensation was indescribable. The Captain’s tongue was talented, like he was used to doing it. He took a hard nub between his experienced fingers, squeezing softly and taking the other between his lips. His teeth nibbled very softly at the nub; Tintin thought he was about to die.
Haddock kissed softly the nipple he nibbled.
“You’re beautiful.”
Tintin ran his hand over the broad chest. The Captain- his Captain- deserved to feel pleasure as well. He circled timidly a large nipple, surrounded by dark curls. It fitted that chest so well. Haddock’s nipples were manly, they were made for him. He lowered his head and put his lips over a brown nipple. It hardened under his tongue and he felt the Captain’s hand over his head. The curls tickled his face and he stopped the licking for a moment to rub his cheek over it. He sighed contently, still don’t believing he was touching Haddock. The young man looked at him tenderly.
“Mon Capitaine…”
Haddock leaned his forehead against Tintin and kissed his nose lovingly.
“L’amour de ma vie.”
They rested embraced, the sound of nature lulling them. Tintin felt so safe, in his Captain’s arms. He thanked his courage; he would never be able to give the first step. He faced criminals, guns, the death itself- but no matter his bravery on that matter he would never be brave to admit his feelings to his friend.
A bell rang. Lunch time. Haddock smiled at him.
“I think we need to go, lad. We can be back to…business later.”
Tintin smiled and kissed him. This entry was originally posted at http://slashgoddess80.dreamwidth.org/6311.html. Please comment there using OpenID.
Rating: T
Genre: Romance
It was a beautiful summer morning and the two men relaxed on the grass of the Chateau de Moulinsart. Tintin was lying on his back in a towel, feeling the sunlight caressing his skin. The Captain was by his side, with arms folded under his head and eyes closed.
The young man looked at him, noticing the stretched chest and the large brown nipples. He couldn’t help but insisting on staring. His friend’s torso exuded strength and safety. Anyone who was lucky enough to be able to rest in those strong arms and next to his chest couldn’t ask for more.
Tintin blinked, what was going on with him?
He sighed and tried to relax. It wasn’t time to have such thoughts. He had found a family there in Moulisart, good friends…what more could he want?
There was one more thing, though…
He stared again. The hairy chest rose and fell softly; seeing the Captain so calm was quite a rare sight.
Again those nipples, so hard and large, he felt like being hypnotized by them. He looked almost involuntary at his own, small and pinkish in comparison. His hand touched a soft nub, and he felt it hardened under his touch.
A larger hand found his and Tintin almost went out of his skin.
“C…Captain?”
The elder man didn’t respond; he only moved the lad’s hand to his own chest and began to rub. Tintin wasn’t able to move, it was like a dream. The curls were soft under his palm and when his fingers found the dark nubs he felt his shorts become suddenly tighter.
He sucked hard and dared to find Haddock’s gaze. Cobalt-blue eyes looked at him with something he only could describe as lust. He was suddenly pulled over the Captain, chest rubbing on chest. Haddock lifted his chin, looking him straight in the eye. When he talked, his voice was hoarse.
“Tintin…why only look…if you can touch?”
Not waiting for an answer, he put his lips to Tintin’s. The boy melted in the kiss and closed his eyes. It was a dream to come true…when those arms embraced him he felt in heaven. Their nipples rub on each other and he shivered. They broke the kiss. Haddock put his mouth close to Tintin’s ear.
“You like my chest, hum? “ He kissed his earlobe. “Well, I love yours.”
He put his mouth against Tintin’s tanned chest and licked each nipple. The boy moaned softly, the sensation was indescribable. The Captain’s tongue was talented, like he was used to doing it. He took a hard nub between his experienced fingers, squeezing softly and taking the other between his lips. His teeth nibbled very softly at the nub; Tintin thought he was about to die.
Haddock kissed softly the nipple he nibbled.
“You’re beautiful.”
Tintin ran his hand over the broad chest. The Captain- his Captain- deserved to feel pleasure as well. He circled timidly a large nipple, surrounded by dark curls. It fitted that chest so well. Haddock’s nipples were manly, they were made for him. He lowered his head and put his lips over a brown nipple. It hardened under his tongue and he felt the Captain’s hand over his head. The curls tickled his face and he stopped the licking for a moment to rub his cheek over it. He sighed contently, still don’t believing he was touching Haddock. The young man looked at him tenderly.
“Mon Capitaine…”
Haddock leaned his forehead against Tintin and kissed his nose lovingly.
“L’amour de ma vie.”
They rested embraced, the sound of nature lulling them. Tintin felt so safe, in his Captain’s arms. He thanked his courage; he would never be able to give the first step. He faced criminals, guns, the death itself- but no matter his bravery on that matter he would never be brave to admit his feelings to his friend.
A bell rang. Lunch time. Haddock smiled at him.
“I think we need to go, lad. We can be back to…business later.”
Tintin smiled and kissed him. This entry was originally posted at http://slashgoddess80.dreamwidth.org/6311.html. Please comment there using OpenID.