Even MORE In Your Dreams

by AZARAD

Above the heads of Hornblower and Dr. Maudelin, in the Captain's dining cabin, Pellew toasted his celebrated guest once more. Aubrey gulped down another glass of Hermitage and slowly slid beneath the table as easily as a walrus slides from ice shelf into sea water. Pellew sank back into his chair and breathed a sigh of relief. His wine might actually last until they reached Lisbon once more.

A pair of blond heads turn to him. The arched eyebrow of the Earl of Edrington and the pouting mouth of the Arch Imp caught the Captain's attention. His stomach full, his mind drowsy, Pellew wondered if he dared try to stand and walk to his hanging cot inside his sleeping cabin a few yards away.

As he was speculating, his pair of guardian angels rose on either side of him.  They lift him and help him to his feet. Gently, they took his arms and walked him to his sleeping cabin. There, Edrington loosened his stock while Kennedy stripped away the heavy blue coat. Smoothly, the Earl unbuttoned waistcoat and breeches, calmly tugged them off. Archie's warm hands grasped his calf and began peeling away the silk stocking of his right foot. Now, Edrington cradled his left foot in his lap, kissing each inch of flesh as the stocking is pulled lower and lower, revealing a trim and finely arched foot.

Despite the depth of inebriation, Pellew sensed his groin warming as Edrington sucked upon his big toe. The warm hands massaged his foot sending waves of pleasure upward. Not to be undone, Archie treated the right foot in much the same torment, adding tickling to the high arch. Melting into a pool of delight, Pellew collapsed into his bed quivering and moaning.

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A few hours later, over the supper table, Jack Aubrey complimented Pellew upon another fine spread of dishes. Not as rich as some Aubrey had eaten in the past, but close. The best meal he could remember was poor old Tom Puddings. Pellew's eyebrows shot upward.

"Yes, poor old Tom," Aubrey sighed. "One of my very own and he lasted well over a week. Kept me from starving, he did."

"You were forced to eat him? Cannibalism, my dear man?"

"We were in the Blue Cutter and short on provisions. I needed the men to row, you see. Puddings was my lieutenant and therefore expendable. Saved my life, he did. You see, unlike the Doctor, I can't abide eating raw fish."

"I hope you will not have to resort to such a thing often," Pellew said diplomatically, vowing never to allow Aubrey close to Kennedy or Hornblower.

"Oh, we had a trifling scare down rounding the Horn. Fresh meat was gone. Salt pork was going bad and fit only for the crew. I salivated whenever an officer passed me. Then I laid my eyes upon the most delicious looking midshipman by the name of Reede. Not much of a meal, really. A thin reed of a fellow. HA! I am a wit at times. Well, Maudelin came up with the solution. Took off the lad's arm, quick as lightning. Fine supper it was, I must say. Tided me over until we managed to decimate an island of nesting penguins."

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