Chase Your Cares Away: Marv/Don

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(OOC: NSFW - explicit sexual content, D/s dynamics. More content notes to [heh] come!)

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Marvelous falls back onto the bed, arms and legs fanned out, and sighs. He closes his eyes and tries to shut out the day's events; the constant barrage of questions in mind about what do do next, where to go, what tactics to employ, what to do if Plan A didn't work out, what to do if Plan B didn't work out-

It's not often that Marvelous's finely crafted plans don't work, so he doesn't usually tell the others about the plan B and C (and etc.) parts. He keeps those close to his chest and continues to seem omnipotent in his crew's eyes.

It's tiring work being so successful though. And only now that he knows his crew are all back, and safe, and settled has he been able to retire to his own room and take a moment for himself. He might seem selfish to most people, but Marvelous has to be loud and crude about getting what he wants when he wants it, because 99% of the time his mind is actually focused on everyone else. That 1% of the time when he turns to his own needs he has to bark them out before he can forget, take before he starts thinking about the next Zangyack plot. You have to be ten steps ahead of the enemy to stay alive.

He hears the door to his room creak further open; it's so hesitant he knows it has to be Don stood there. He's proven right when Don opens his mouth to ask if he's alright.

Marvelous's first instinct is to say, "Yes, of course! Everything's awesome; we defeated the Zangyack today!" and perhaps, "when's dinner?" because food is a great distraction and stops a lot of people ever having to talk about feelings. And Don has a tendency to worry; Marvelous doesn't want to be the cause of any worry. His job is to protect his crew and make sure they're content, not be the cause of their distress. Sometimes he does completely suck at that though. Sometimes, once in a while, you have to let something else take precedence. Sometimes the crew have to take care of themselves. And Marv has trained them well; they totally can, and do. Honestly most of that doesn't even come from him, it's all them.

His next thought is to wonder if he can just stop thinking.

"Eh," he replies to Don's question, and drags himself into a sitting position. "Sometimes I think it might be nice not to be captain."

Don's face is a mixture of horror and confusion, so Marvelous quickly continues.

"Not that I actually ever want not to be captain," he assures Don. "I love being the captain. It's great being the captain of the Galleon. I mean, the Galleon belongs to all of us, but I'm her Captain, you know?" Maybe Don doesn't know. "We have a certain thing going on," ('special relationship' sounds a bit too fruity), "so I'd never want things to change. It's more..." Time to 'fess up, Captain. "It's the responsiblities." Marvelous gestures to himself in his fine red coat. "You have to admit, I'm not really made for responsibilities. But then I guess that's the point of being a pirate; you're not supposed to have any! But I do, Don. I totally do." Don probably isn't feeling the least bit sympathetic towards him. Marvelous tries to think if there's a way to make him understand.

"Oh!" He says. "It's like, when you're making dinner!" (Maybe dinner will be ready soon?) "You have to decide what to cook, first. And then you have to decide which ingredients you need. And then you have to decide how to prepare them all. And then how long to cook stuff for, and when to mix things together, and how to display it on the plate-" Marv really, truly does understand how much effort goes into Don making a meal. Such delicious, delicious effort. "And even though you love cooking, isn't it kind of a relief when it's all done and dusted and you don't have to decide anymore?"

"I don't want anyone to undermine me on the Galleon," he says. "It's not about that part. I just think it would be nice to get away from that and have someone else make all the decisions for a change. Hypothetically. In a scenario where things weren't really real, but I could still get what I need. I just want a temporary break, Don."

Marvelous sighs to himself again, looking at his boots pitifully. If nothing else his boots are at least utterly awesome, and perfectly showy. He jerks his head up, grinning.

"So to answer your question, I'm alright!" Yep, that will erase the last few minutes of ridiculously embarrassing babbling about stuff. "When's dinner?"

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Don closes his eyes and lets his head tip back as Marvelous slips his hands beneath his shirt and moves them slowly up his waist. He does just as he’s told, stroking his way up Don’s skin with slow, careful hands, and Don lets out a soft sigh. He hadn’t realized how badly he’d been craving some proper attention until he’d actually gotten it - his whole body feels hot and tingly, shivers of excitement running up his spine, and his cock is starting to throb even though neither he nor Marvelous have so much as touched it since they started. Marvelous’s thumbs brush tantalizingly close to his nipples as he pushes Don’s shirt up towards his shoulders, and Don doesn’t bother trying to hold back a whimper - he’d told Marvelous to make him feel good, after all, so there’s no harm in letting him know he’s doing a good job of it!

Don raises his arms above his head, and Marvelous pushes the shirt up over them, his hands closing easily around Don’s wrists as he pulls the shirt all the way off. Don can still feel the traces of Marvelous’s touch from his hips all the way up, his body practically quivering from it, and once the shirt is off it feels natural to drop his arms back down and drape them around Marvelous’s neck to steady himself. “That was good,” he says, a little breathless, “that was so good, you’re such a clever boy.” He moves one hand to take Marvelous’s chin in his fingers and kisses his waiting mouth, then reaches back to slip his fingers into Marvelous’s hair. He closes his eyes and rests his forehead against Marvelous’s for a moment so that he can catch his breath. This is all so intense, and it’s only going to get moreso as they go, and as much as Don is enjoying it, he knows he needs to pace himself. And if Marvelous senses that, and moves his hands to steady Don himself, well, Don’s not going to punish him for it.

Don lowers his arms from around Marvelous’s neck and leans back so that he can pick up Marvelous’s coat from behind him, and puts it back on over his bare skin. “Now,” he says, pulling the sleeves over his arms, “we’re going to do things a bit differently this time.” He moves one hand to Marvelous’s hip and snaps the waistband of his underwear again. “Take these off,” he says. “They’re in my way.” He pushes himself up onto his knees so that Marvelous will have room to maneuver, and braces his hands on Marvelous’s shoulders. He’s well aware that this will bring his bare chest into Marvelous’s line of sight, but since Marvelous doesn’t have permission to touch yet, he’s just going to have to restrain himself.

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Marvelous knows he is going to get a kiss for that and already has his chin tilted up to look at Don's face anyway, his mouth slightly parted in expectation. He smiles into the kiss after hearing Don's praise. He could tell from Don's reactions that he needed that! The pretty whimper, and the slight tremble to his body as it was touched. Maybe Marvelous needs five times as much contact (and about just as many more orgasms) than Don to bring them to the same point satisfaction-wise, but that doesn't mean all watching and no touching is the way it has to be for Don all of the time! That's no good at all! Marvelous knows he's good enough with his hands for that to tide Don over for a little while now, until he can stand some more.

His breathing is short and sharp, and Don presses his forehead to Marvelous's as he fights for control over it until it is slower and steadier. Marvelous's instinct is to put arms around Don to anchor him, but he only tentatively reaches up to Don's hips after he discards the shirt to the floor, fingers barely skating his skin first, so that he can assess whether Don approves or not. He doesn't seem to have a problem with it at all, so Marvelous places his hands on Don properly to hold onto him.

Until Don recovers, at which point he reaches behind himself for Marvelous's coat to put it back on again - apparently it isn't going anywhere just yet! Marvelous ducks his head to hide his smile. Which means he is looking down already when Don pings the elastic of his waistband again. That little action really grabs your attention! Lightly stinging his hip, but not in a way that causes any actual pain. Marvelous has no idea what doing things differently means, but he would love to find out! "Yes sir," he says for good measure as he wriggles swiftly out of his underwear - he knows what could happen if he forgets to say it! When he has them off he looks back up to find Don's chest right in his face and has to press his lips together to hold back a whimper of his own.

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Marvelous obeys Don’s orders and tugs his underwear down past his thighs, slipping it off without any problem at all despite Don’s position limiting his mobility. He’s completely naked now, a gorgeous sight that Don takes a moment to admire. And he has to smirk when he sees the way Marv reacts upon realizing that Don’s chest is so close to his face.

“See something you like?” he teases, lowering himself back into Marvelous’s lap and running his fingers down Marvelous’s chest. “I know I do.” He looks back down at Marvelous’s cock, flushed and fully erect again, and traces his fingertips up and down the bare length of it. “Mmm, you’re all ready for me, aren’t you, with your nice big cock just waiting to be put to use again...” He gives the head of Marvelous’s cock a pinch before moving his hands to Marvelous’s arms, running them down to his wrists. “And you’re so good with your hands, too, I don’t want to let them go to waste.”

Don lifts Marvelous’s hands back to his chest, the same way he’d done earlier but with both of them this time. “Remember what I had you do earlier?” he says, positioning Marvelous’s hands so that his thumbs can brush over his nipples. “You did it so well, I want you to do it with both hands now. Just lightly, like before, don’t get carried away. And while you’re doing that...” He puts one hand on Marvelous’s shoulder and lowers the other back to his cock, but this time it’s not just to tease him. Don wraps his fingers around Marvelous’s cock and starts to stroke it in earnest, a little on the rough side - he wants to wear Marvelous out, after all, to work him until he’s too tender to come anymore, and he’s not going to get there by being gentle. “While you’re doing that, I’m going to make use of this.”

Though the simplicity of the stroking motion allows Don to focus more of his attention on the wonderful things Marvelous is doing to his nipples - he has to tip his head back and whimper again at how good it feels - Don can’t let Marvelous think all he’s going to do is jerk him off. After a minute of stroking him, Don shifts his own hips forward, close enough that he can rub Marvelous’s cock against his own. He can’t bear to deny himself attention any longer, but he still can’t afford to let himself get too excited yet, so he leaves his underwear on and rubs the very tip of Marvelous’s cock up and down the bulge of his own. “Mmm, that’s good,” he whimpers, the pleasure of having Marvelous touching him in his most sensitive places flooding his senses. “Tell me how much you like having me use you like this,” he adds, his voice husky, “and ask my leave when you’re ready to come.”

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See something you like? Don asks, and Marvelous can't resist admitting it with another, "yes, sir," spoken quietly but very emphatically. He would say more if he thought he'd be allowed to, since Don appreciates the compliments so much, but at least he can tell he's affecting Marvelous again and again. Every time Don touches his cock, no matter how teasing or how firmly, Marvelous just wants to insist that yes, it's big, and hard, and ready to please Don however he likes! Don doesn't give him time to even think about doing it before giving him his next directions.

And he did say it was time for something a little diffferent. Different, and requiring much more control. Marvelous allows Don to raise his hands until his thumbs are over Don's nipples - both this time instead of just one - and as he flicks his thumbs lightly across them to assure Don he understands, he thinks yes, he can do this, he can play lightly at Don's nipples and not get carried away. Probably. Except that once Don has done that he reaches down and squeezes Marvelous's cock, but doesn't let go again the way he has been doing. He actually starts stroking a little more fiercely than Marvelous would've expected of him! It's a shock, but a good one. A really good one. Marvelous gasps, hips jerking, but he manages to keep himself firmly in place otherwise Don might be knocked off-balance.

He has to takes a moment to concentrate on whether his thumbs are still playing gently across Don's nipples, because matching the pace of Don's stroke would've been a bad idea. It's a fun thing to have to balance really - he can play gently with Don's sensitive nipples, and at the same time be receiving some rough stroking to his cock, and Don gets to experience both rhythms at once too! It's pretty clever of Don.

But he isn't just going to jerk Marvelous off. Don pushes his hips forward, and then their cocks are rubbing together, though through the fabric of Don's underwear. Don is actually using his hand on Marvelous's cock to control where he rubs Don, and how firmly. Marvelous isn't even being given the choice of grinding against one another and seeing what happens naturally. He really is being used.

"I love it, sir," he insists when Don asks him to say how much he likes being used. He tries to keep his hips from jerking too hard again, circling his fingers over Don's nipples were the lightest touch he can muster. "I love you doing whatever you want with me, making use of my hands, and my mouth, and my cock to pleasure you. I'll do whatever you want, I only want to make you feel good, so good. Please tell me what else I can do for you to make you happy. I'll do anything."