marnanightingale | Better than any man's daugher

First, there was

flagitiousabuse, started by the beautiful and talented and seriously HOT

firesignwriter. And there was wig abuse. And it was good.

Indeed, it was SO good that the wigs became smug and filled with pride at all the attention they had received.

And the cannon felt neglected, and unloved.

And they were sad.

And because we love the cannon, we did not wish them to be sad.

So we remembered the wonderous hot and smutty cannonsex of the also beautiful talented seriously hot and also rather twisted

webcrowmancer. And we were inspired. And then there was

cannon_fic

And it was good.

And the fabulous

q_skud_ did post drabbles. And they were good. (Go see!)

There was an M and C drabble. And Jack and Stephen were happy.

There was a Hornblower drabble. And the Indys were happy.

But there was no POTC drabble, for

q_skud has limits and boundaries and stuff, and so far at least, Pirates is one of them

*heh. heh. heh.*

And the Pirates were sad.

Poor Pirates.

And of course, says I to

q_skud_, reading her amazing paired M and C and Hornblower drabbles, if a cannon drabble were to be written in the POTC universe, the temptation would be to make it all hot, twisted, polyamorous theirloveissocannonical...

So I did.

Author:

commodorified
Fandom: POTC
Gillette/Norrington/Groves.
Disclaimer: Still not mine, inexplicably; whatever am I doing wrong? Are they lost in the post?

Warnings:

Consensual explicit cannonsex
Consensual explicit flagitious torment of a Naval Officer.
Several Articles of War Violated. Flagitiously.
PWP threesome drabble
And, heaven help me, more free verse than prose.

Feedback: please. Yes. That would be lovely. This one seriously kicked my ass; I almost gave it up three times. Drabbles are not supposed to eat entire DAYS!

Kisses from the gunner to:

q_skud_ and

gryphons_lair, for inspiration and editorial help,

kd5mdk for a kick-ass beta, and

fairestcat who has just had some wisdom teeth removed and desired H/C with, for all love, no oral sex :-)

Summary: When a dear friend recieves a much deserved promotion, it is both traditional and proper to throw him a party.

Rum-fuddled, naked, singing. Laughing.

“Get his hands, there!”

Cold metal, hard hands. So helpless.

Please.

Laughter.

“Stretch him out properly.”

Please. God.

"One."

Fire.

"Two."

Burning.

“Three”

Biting his lip.

“Eight.”

Screaming into a hard kiss.

“Twelve.”

Slumping.

Caught; lifted.

Held between them, mouths on him, tasting. Rum and tears.

“Better’n ... anyone’s ... daughter.”

Laughter.

Hard hands holding him, stroking. Grasping him. Mouths working.

Please.

Fingers, insistent. Opening.

Fire.

Taken.

Striped arse pressed against cold metal.

Burning

Hard hands. Hot flesh. Stroking.

Screaming into a hard kiss.

Slumping.

Held between them.

“Congratulations ...”

Glory in their eyes.

”Captain.”