#mcstan

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Terror (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alexander McDonald/Stephen S. Stanley Characters: Alexander McDonald (1817-c.1848), Stephen S. Stanley Additional Tags: Exhibitionism, Anal Sex, Masturbation, I was aiming for a triple drabble so you might charitably consider this a double triple drabble, with a bonus 78 words Summary:

obligatory current tune - the windmills of your mind - mel tormé

current obligatory tune - the moon shines bright - john renbourn

two clowns together on a ship

The tighter the fist, the looser the sand

As for the drabble thing: Stanley or McStan, please?

send me a terror character/ship & i’ll write a drabble about them

As they lie, half-asleep, in Stephen’s berth, entangled awkwardly into a mess of limbs to keep from falling out, Stephen abruptly comments, “I think your medical technique is adequate at best.”

Alexander snorts a laugh against the line of his collarbone. “Oh, really? So you love me in spite of that, hm?”

“I would object to the claim that I love you at all,” Stephen grumbles, but there’s not much sincerity behind it. “I was merely suggesting that if this cold continues, somebody ought to help you improve it.”

“I see…” Alexander slowly traces a circle over the palm of Stephen’s hand, and Stephen barely restrains a shudder. “Well, you’re far too busy for such a thing, so perhaps I’ll ask Mr Goodsir.”

Stephen stiffens, and Alexander chuckles. “You,” he snaps, quietly, “delight in being infuriating.”

“Mm.” With a gentle smile, Alexander leans up to kiss underneath Stephen’s jaw. “All that pent-up energy of yours needs to go somewhere,” he teases. “Is this one of my techniques you think needs improving?”

“I’m not going to dignify that with an answer,” Stephen replies, haughtily.