to the surprise of no one, i wrote a tender, but spicy, fic of @into-the-daniverse‘s rodrigo and my fan apprentice, hadassah, in the pirate au we have for them. i love them together so much.
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rodrigo loves waking up warm. the sun on his face, burrowed comfortably under blankets, is a safety he doesn’t feel often. his bed carries memories, both good and bad, and they’re all precious to him. most precious of all is the way he can hold his lover in his arms, the center of his world, at night, soft lines and soft breath while they sleep, lips parted like they’re waiting for his kiss. he almost never wakes up before them, and today is no exception.
his body wakes up slowly, inches at a time. he can smell them, their intoxicating scent, like mountain air late at night, when the sky is so clear the stars feel like they’re staring back. when his eyes flutter open, they overtake his vision at once, and he smiles at the sight. he never thought he could feel this way for one person, an all-encompassing desire wrapping around him, cushioning him. it’s a safety he never thought he deserved, never thought he’d have on his own without having to beg for it.
they’re already watching him, lavender curls spilling around their shoulder, lips set in a small, gentle smile. rodrigo would have never dreamed that one day someone would look at him the way they look at him now. the sight is almost overwhelming, and he takes them in completely, the planes and curves of their body set aglow from the sunrise. their eyes glitter, that impossible golden glow that pushes him to his limit, knowing it’s for him. as long as they continue to glitter like all the stars in the sky, he knows they love him.
“good morning,” they say, voice silken and soft, dripping with honey. It’s music to his ears, and his heart thumps hard in his chest. suddenly there’s too much space between them and he’s the loneliest he’s ever been. the only cure is their touch, their body against his, pressed together with no space between them, skin hot and slick as the sun continues to rise ever higher in the sky.
he reaches for them on instinct, and they come to him. it’s a dance they never had to rehearse to master, the way their bodies move together, the way they fit like they were made for each other, built from flesh and bone with their names stamped into each other’s ribs. his arms wrap around them, smooth skin just beneath his fingertips, clouding his mind of everything outside the way they feel, the way they touch him.
they open for him immediately, like they always do, and he kisses them deep. he groans when they kiss him back, meeting him head on. they taste sweet, like they always do, and he pulls them flush against him. Hands slide over skin, and he slips one down to grip their thigh, wrapping their leg around his waist. his hips move without much thought, grinding against them, lost in the early morning haze, thoughts stuck only on them, on the way they looked at him when he first woke up.
“happy birthday,” they murmur into his mouth, their fingers gently carding through the hair at the base of his neck, tender. he presses forward again, the grasp he has on their hips growing urgent as he desperately tries to be closer, to show them just how much his heart beats for them. everywhere they touch him burns, fire simmering inside of him, ready to spill over. his lips move from their mouth to trail down their jaw and underneath it, sucking and biting marks in between kisses. he wants to breathe poetry into their skin, wants to worship all of their sensitive spots, wants to feel them melt in his arms while he bites his name into their neck. rodrigo’s nails scratch them as he holds them tighter, palms gliding across them to grip their ass.
“tesoro,” he moans, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. “tesoro, please. please.”
“i made you cake,” they whisper, fingers catching him under his chin to tilt his head back up to meet them, and then brushes hair out of his eyes. “keean decorated it. i thought maybe we could spend the morning together before everyone else wakes up, just the two of us. watch the sunrise up on the deck, have some cake, and then we can come back here and you can kiss me all over, for as long as you want.”
“promise?” rodrigo’s voice shakes with need, low and urgent. “i want you so bad.” they nod, and he breathes out, centering himself. he lets himself be pulled in for one last lingering kiss, grinning into it. “okay. i love you, tesoro. waking up to you is the best part of my day.” he lets them go long enough for him to trail his fingers down their arm, catching their hand to pull it up to his lips, kissing the inside of their palm. his grin widens when their cheeks flush, biting back a chuckle at the predictable way they respond to his sweet talk.
“okay, okay. enough. let’s get up before keean eats all the cake himself.”
“whatever you say, mi luna. i will hold you to your promise later, though. i don’t want to hear you complain when i keep you here for the rest of the week.”
“jima wouldn’t let you shirk your duties for a whole week. you can try, though. i’d certainly like to see him come in here to drag you out.” he pouts, but wraps an arm around their waist to pull them back against him.
“i’m the captain, here,” he murmurs, lips brushing over their neck. their eyes flutter shut for a second, and then they press their palms against his chest, pushing him back. “okay. fine. i’m getting up.” he gives them an annoyed look, but when they turn away from him to get out of bed, he softens, expression melting. he last twenty years have been hard, but some days he feels like the luckiest man alive. he lets himself watch them move around the room for a few moments, and then throws the blankets off himself to join them.
The Temptation of Tuross lake - the winter Mulloway day trip
The Temptation of Tuross lake – the winter Mulloway day trip
Sitting in the office all week, I felt the itch. And it got worse and worse as the week went on. Sitting inside does something to me. Immersed in a world of computers and email, it makes me feel disconnected from the ‘real’ world – it makes me want to be outside! With an eagle eye on the wind forecast and the tide chart, I ummed and aaaahed my way through to Friday. To go fishing? or not to go?…
Hey guys! This is my good friend’s band, they’re starting out and you should totally check them out. This song features Michael Swank from Myka Relocate.
They’re playing a show April 25th at The Boardwalk in Sacramento, CA. I’d really appreciate it if you’d check them out and like them on Facebook! www.facebook.com/VisionsInSleepMusic
