TITLE: Adventures at sea 1
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: this part NC-17
PAIRING: Rupert Giles/Stephen Maturin (graphic m/m slash)
FEEDBACK: Oh yes please!
E-MAIL: bookmangal@yahoo.fr
SERIES: Adventures at sea
SUMMARY: Giles travels back in time and met captain Aubrey and doctor Maturin. Adventures ensue. (movie verse but AU).
DISTRIBUTION: ODD; Giles Slash; USCL; Slashaholics. GilesSlashaholics. GRB. Watchergirls. Anyone else ask first please.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television and the UPN Television Network. I do not own the characters and indeed am only playing with them for a little while. The story is written for the pleasure of the author and readers, and has no lucrative purpose whatsoever so there's very little point in suing me. No copyright infringement whatsoever is intended. The story is for entertainment purposes only. The original characters, situations and story are mine however, are the sole property of the author. This story cannot be sold or used for profit in any way. Copies of this story may be made for private use only and must include all disclaimers and copyright notices.
DISCLAIMER: Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World is the property of Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation and Universal Studios and Miramax Film Corp. The Aubrey/Maturin series of books belongs to its author Patrick O'Brian. I do not own the characters and indeed am only playing with them for a little while. The story is written for the pleasure of the author and readers, and has no lucrative purpose whatsoever so there's very little point in suing me. No copyright infringement whatsoever is intended. The story is for entertainment purposes only. The original characters, situations and story are mine however, are the sole property of the author. This story cannot be sold or used for profit in any way. Copies of this story may be made for private use only and must include all disclaimers and copyright notices.
SPOILERS: none.
TIMELINE: past, year 1805, before the Far side of the world.
WARNING: Angst; hot sex. Graphic violence.
THANKS: A BIG thanks to my dear beta, Pat. You are the best!!!
NOTE: BtVS/ The Far Side of the World crossover.
[Thoughts]; * Emphasis *

Stephen sat at his working table smiled when Giles entered the cabin, very pleased to see the other man. He closed his diary, put down his feather in the inkwell, got up and said, "I wanted you all day long." He pulled the older man to him and then kissed him, with his tongue, with force, with passion. "In reality, I wanted you for more than a week. "

Giles returned the kiss with the same ardor, and then he covered the doctor's neck in small licks. "Yes, me too Stephen."

Stephen kissed the other man again and while his mouth was doing its best to drive Giles wild with passion, his hands were doing double duty in their efforts to both rid the Watcher of his clothes while at the same time fondle and caress him into oblivion.

"Stephen," Giles whispered breathlessly.

Maturin took three steps back. Giles remained immovable in front of him. The physician purred and felt his penis twitch with need and want in his drawers. He had under his eyes a powerful and virile man. Eighty kilos of muscles for 6 feet and 3 inches. He focused his gaze on his long and big penis, which was hanging down between his inner thighs in the middle of a nest of curly black hairs.

"Mmmm… very nice." He appreciated circling Giles' navel.

He intended to go lower but Giles caught his hand and drew it across his chest. The doctor chuckled. Apparently the older man wanted more caresses on his upper body… His eyes over the light dusting of the salt and pepper chest hair, Stephen's eyes focused on Giles' nipples. He traced circular movements, feeling the small hard points against the palm of his hand. The Watcher closed his eyes and gave himself up to the surgeon's light sensuous touch. Then the doctor's eyes followed the line of hair from Giles' navel to his groin and his breath hitched at the older man's burgeoning erection…

Unable to wait any longer, Giles bent his head and sealed his mouth to Stephen's. As their lips met, he heard the surgeon moan then groan as the lips beneath his parted, inviting him inside. The kiss deepened as the Watcher explored his partner's mouth with abandon tasting every inch of Maturin's mouth twisting his fingers into the short dark hair. They continued to kiss each other, kisses following one after the other in fast succession, each more perfect than the last. But eventually, the biological need for oxygen even outweighed their mutual passion and Giles pulled back to suck in air. He studied Stephen's face. The doctor's pupils had dilated so that there was only a small ring of blue surrounding them. His cheeks were flushed and his lips bruised and kiss swollen.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, running a hand through the hair that framed Stephen's face. "I love you Stephen." The Watcher then kissed the side of Stephen's head, rubbing his nose in the soft hair behind his ear moaning as the surgeon's soft hands slid up and down his back. "Oh Yes I love you."

The doctor frowned worryingly, "Jack has welcomed you on board as a member of the crew. In that case, you and I, we could be court- martialed and then hanged for doing this if someone see us… the article of law number 29 is clear, it says, "If any person in the fleet shall commit the unnatural and detestable sin of buggery and sodomy with man or beast, he shall be punished with death by the sentence of a court martial."

Giles nodded, "How cruel. But no one can see us…" Then he licked the edge of the younger man's ear, blowing in it. Stephen was now purring. "Now take your clothes off love…"

Stephen complied happily in a matter of seconds and he squirmed as Giles, one hand on either side of his semi-erect cock began stroking up and down, alternating gentle caresses with fast, almost rough movements until he was close to orgasm.

"Please, Rupert. I need..."

"Please, Rupert, what? Tell me what you need."

"Rupert, take me in your mouth, please."

Giles squeezed firmly at the base of the shaft easing the urgent need for release, murmuring, "I want to taste you Stephen…" and after that the Watcher knelt in front of the younger man parted legs and suckled the tender skin between thigh and groin and with a grin he moved his head and licked up the length of Stephen's shaft.

Stephen twined his fingers through his lover's graying hair. Playing with the slit at the tip for a moment before opening his mouth Giles engulfed the other man's rock hard cock all the way in to his balls. The surgeon's hips jerked up in pleasure and surprise. Giles held them firmly, massaging the hipbones. He deep throated the red and swollen penis for a long moment, making Stephen writhe, and then he released it with a loud slurp… hearing someone knock at the door.

Dreading to be caught naked and in a compromising position and to have deadly problems then, the two men parted in a flash and then hurried to hang their hammock, to lay down on it and then to cover their naked bodies with a blanket. Stephen as for him rolled on his stomach in order to hide his painful erection and pretended to sleep.

Giles finally said, "Come in!"

The door opened and Aubrey entered the small cabin. He murmured, "Ah! You' re still awake Mr. Giles, good. I didn't want to awaken you. I came to see how Stephen is."

The Watcher smiled and whispered, "He's fine. He just needs to sleep as much as possible. He's exhausted." The captain nodded, "It's unusual to see him like this. He's so active from dawn to late at night…Stephen has never required much sleep."

"Good night captain."

Aubrey nodded, understanding that Giles wanted to be alone. The Watcher too needed to sleep.

"Good night, Mr. Giles."

Giles put down his new clothes under his hammock, climbed in it, pulled the blanket up to his shoulders and closed his eyes. Aubrey left in silence shortly afterwards.

Once alone again, the Watcher waited a moment to be sure that the captain wasn't going to come back, left his hammock and then rolled Stephen over to his back. The surgeon was still erect and Giles could see the tip glistening and begging for relief. The doctor gave a loud groan as the older man enveloped him in his mouth again, taking him in all the way with the first suck again. As he sucked and licked at the erection, Giles rubbed his face into Stephen's crotch savoring both the moisture and the heat radiating from the highly aroused man. The surgeon trembled as he clutched at his lover's head to brace himself against the Watcher's sensuous onslaught. Giles pulled back and sucked down hard repeatedly, picking up the pace. Stephen could feel the heat gathering in his testicles. He could feel the desire tightening in his belly. He knew it wouldn't be long now.

Still the Watcher sucked and licked up and down the shaft; he could tell Stephen was ready. The doctor panted, crying out in a low voice in order not to be heard by anyone on board – except his partner. The animal sounds let out by Stephen urged Giles on, making his own arousal almost too hard to manage. He swallowed his lover whole time after time and sucked hard until Stephen tensed and came with a muffled shout. The older man milked the shuddering organ eagerly, making certain to swallow every last drop of semen that spurted out. Then, when he felt Stephen's member soften in his mouth, he gently released it and licked his lips thoroughly, being careful not to miss one tiny bit of his lover's semen.

Stephen floated, barely aware of his surroundings, breathing hard. He felt so damn good. Giles kissed him on his forehead and breathed, "I love you. Now get some rest."

Stephen shook his head. Although he was still dizzy from the intensity of his lover's fellatio, he wasn't about to leave him in such a state… painfully hard and leaking. Once he had regained some more of his strength, he left his hammock and moved back, gazing at the wonderful sight of his naked lover. His eyes traveled over the solid legs, the muscular abdomen, the firm, sculpted chest and broad shoulders, roaming back down to gaze at the magnificent erection awaiting his touch.

"You're beautiful," Stephen whispered in awe. "It's now my turn to pleasure you."

Giles braced himself against the bulkhead and parted his legs wide with expectancy. Unable to wait any longer, the doctor leaned forward; keeping his eyes locked on his partner's and drew his tongue across Giles' throbbing penis. The Watcher clenched his eyes shut and moved his hips up, trying to recapture the wonderful sensation. Stephen gripped his partner's hips with his hands, holding him firmly against the bulkhead. He opened his mouth and slid it all the way down over the older man's straining erection and down his throat, sliding it out and in with minimal effort.

It had been a while since he'd done this, Maturin thought, but if the other man's strangled groan was any indication, he hadn't lost his touch. Giles moaned aloud as Stephen took him all the way in at once. His mouth was hot and wet and felt better on his cock than anything else ever had. This was heaven. Stephen continued using his mouth on his lover. He licked and sucked the hard cock, running his tongue over the head and gently pushing inside the slit. Giles muffled a scream under the onslaught and his hips began to move of their own accord and he began making a sound somewhere between a moan and a low purr.

Stephen continued his ministrations, licking and sucking gently, swirling his tongue around in odd patterns until the Watcher was utterly incoherent and moaning as softly as possible. Then he gradually allowed Giles' cock to slip out until only the tip remained against his lips. He released it with lip smacking sound. He nudged at the tightened ball sacs, licking and mouthing them, licked upward, then took the entire shaft into his mouth again, releasing it slowly to suck on the purplish head.

Pulling back a bit, the doctor kissed the tip whilst slipping his fingers down behind the older man's testicles to the tight ring of muscle. Then he sucked hard on the cock head, humming, and one finger slowly easing inside. He cast a glance up, seeing that his partner had his eyes closed, his lips parted into a smile and was softly moaning. He pulled back one more time, swallowed and then shoved his middle finger deep into the tight rectum brushing against Giles' prostate. The reaction was immediate and sudden: the Watcher bit his lower lips up to the blood in order not to howl in release and he exploded down his lover's throat seeing stars, feeling light headed.

Stephen swallowed quickly then pulled his mouth off his lover's spent penis before standing up. He had time for a single gasp before the Watcher was kissing him hard and deep, determined to taste his essence in his partner's mouth. For long, lazy moments they stayed chest against chest, groin against groin, kissing and touching, basking in the afterglow of loving each other. Then the doctor fished in his coat pocket for one of his handkerchiefs and handed it to Giles, as the surgeon took care of his bloodied lower lip, Giles used the handkerchief to clean and dry himself, and then did the same thing to the other man.

They regretted not to have a bed to share and both returned to their respective hammocks, sated and contented. Giles was the first to fall into a profound sleep, a small smile on his lips. Stephen watched for a few minutes the man he loved with amazing passion, smiling broadly, thinking about the word 'lover' and liked the idea of it, of Giles as his lover, it felt so right. Then he finally drifted off to sleep too.

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Much later in Maturin's study

Giles sat at a small table reading one of the books written by Stephen on the deaths provoked by diseases during long journeys at sea because of the lack of hygiene and medications, when he heard his lover exhale a sigh and then grumble. He turned around to face the surgeon and noticed that he looked frustrated. No - pissed.

The Watcher chuckled, "Lots of authors suffer of lack of inspiration… don't worry your muse will come back."

Stephen groaned and said, "I need to take a rest because I can't manage to concentrate on my work. Because of you." He sighed and added, "I want your knowledge and experience Rupert. Since I know who you are and where you come from and especially from the time in which you come, my brain is in perpetual excitement and my work is falling by the wayside – my writings and my work as the surgeon of the Surprise. I have thousands of questions to ask you and I know that you won't answer any of them. I am very frustrated! And also angry with you."

Giles nodded, "I understand what you feel love, but I have explained why I can say nothing to you."

The doctor grimaced, "Yes I know Rupert but it is so frustrating! All this knowledge and experience… so close - and that I cannot reach. The scientist in me as well as the spy are both dying from curiosity, a curiosity which will stay for me insatiate." Stephen regarded his lover from behind the blue haze of his spectacles, pouted playfully and said, "You're mean! I hate you!"

The older man chuckled and then kissed the surgeon's brow, "I'm going to leave you alone and do some cleaning in sickbay. Once alone you will think of me a little less and you can begin again to write … see you later Stephen." Then the Watcher stood up and left the small room.

Before continuing writing his medicinal treatise on venereal diseases of seamen (after they had had sexual intercourses with whores in harbors around the world), Stephen blocked his ears with cotton balls coated with wax so that the silence could help him concentrate then he plunged his feather into the inkwell.

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Later in sickbay

Giles was cleaning the floor of the weakly lit and empty sickbay with a broom when a man appeared holding his right wrist. His fingers were covered with blood and the Watcher guessed that the seaman had injured himself probably with a knife. Since it was nothing too serious, he didn't think of calling Stephen who was busy writing in his study. He was the doctor's assistant after all!

The man greeted Giles carrying his injured hand in his hat and extended his injured arm towards the Watcher saying to him. "I cut myself with my knife, and the bleeding will not stop sir!"

Giles smiled, "It's all right. Happily the doctor possess a good antiseptic [Thank God! Stephen prepared one from plants, because in 1800 there was no antiseptic on board ships – doctors if I can call them doctors, rather butchers, cleaned wounds with salt to avoid the gangrene! Barbarians!] And I do know how to suture wounds. Sit down on the chair there, near the table. I am going to search for what I need."

"Of course sir."

The doctor's assistant had just turned around when he suddenly felt a violent pain in his back and screamed in agony – a scream quickly muffled by the hand of the seaman who plunged the blade of his knife more profoundly into the flesh of the Watcher.

Still maintaining his hand over Giles 'mouth, the seaman turned Giles around to look into his eyes as he repeatedly stabbed him in the ribs before suddenly morphing into a red-skinned and horned demon.

The evil creature said, "I immediately knew that you were a Watcher when they brought you on board the Surprise! I can detect a Watchers' aura. Once you are dead, you will not be a threat to me." He then reverted back into his human guise and stabbed Giles in the belly.

Giles moved back on wobbling legs his hands pressed on his new wound, and gathering his last strength managed to take the broom, used it to hit the demon on its head, several times, then seizing the opportunity as the creature was half stunned, he broke the handle of the broom against the border of the operating table and then plunged the makeshift stake into the heart of the demon, killing it.

The Watcher leaned against the operating table knowing that he was going to black out. His head was spinning; the only sound he could hear was the whoosh of the blood in his ears and the rapid rate of his heart. He knew that he did not have much time left and he didn't want to die without seeing his love one last time. He wanted to head for the study but was unable to take a single step. He collapsed on the floor like deadweight. He tried to stay conscious, fighting the darkness creeping along his vision and the pain pounding through his abused body. He vaguely saw a shadow looming over him, whispered, "Help me!" in the brief moments before his consciousness fled.

"Dear God!"

Higgins almost retched. There was blood everywhere, and it was coming from Giles. A quick examination showed that it was flowing heavily from three different sites, the chest, abdomen and back. He dropped to his knees and felt for a pulse. Miraculously there was one, faint but steady. Knowing that time was of the essence, Stephen's apprentice made a dash towards the study, crying out, "Doctor! Doctor!"

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