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Polar Explorer RPF - Prompt Post 1
This is for prompts for all things general Polar Explorer RPF.
If you've filled (or started filling) a prompt, please make sure to link it in the comments of the Fills Post. And if you would like to cross-post your fills on AO3, here is the collection!
Under this umbrella you can prompt:
Prompts in line with adaptations of Heroic Age stories can also fit here, for example if you want to specifically prompt Hugh Grant!Cherry from The Last Place On Earth getting wrecked (which someone really should).
No blorbo too obscure for this post! EXCEPT: NO PEARY ALLOWED. God I hate that guy.
Rules:
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If you've filled (or started filling) a prompt, please make sure to link it in the comments of the Fills Post. And if you would like to cross-post your fills on AO3, here is the collection!
Under this umbrella you can prompt:
- Historical versions of Franklin Expedition(-adjacent) guys (Rossier, Gore/McClure, etc)
- Madhouse at the End of the Earth/Belgica Expedition
- Heroic Age of Antarctic Exploration - Shackleton, Scott, Amundsen, Mawson
- Andrée Expedition
- Karluk Expedition
- etc
Prompts in line with adaptations of Heroic Age stories can also fit here, for example if you want to specifically prompt Hugh Grant!Cherry from The Last Place On Earth getting wrecked (which someone really should).
No blorbo too obscure for this post! EXCEPT: NO PEARY ALLOWED. God I hate that guy.
Rules:
1. Be fucking nice. YKINMATO/KINKTOMATO at all times.
2. This meme is CNTW (Choose Not To Warn) but warnings are highly encouraged.
3. Prompts should use this format in the subject line: [SHIP], [DESCRIPTION]
e.g.
Mertz/Ninnis, sex crying
Solo gen can be prompted as well alongside (a) character name and description
e.g.
Gen, Emil Racovitza, discovering a crazy new fish
4. Fills should use this format in the subject line: FILL: [TITLE], [PAIRING], [RATING], [ANY WARNINGS]
e.g.
Fill: The Very Next Day, Cherry/Birdie, E, cw self-harm
5. One prompt per comment please.
6. Multiple fills for each prompt are welcome!
7. You don't have to be anon for your prompts or your fills but we do encourage it because of the vibe. You're also welcome to deanon your stuff by posting on AO3/Tumblr as you please!
8. Feedback on prompts and fills is AWESOME; please take longer conversations to the discussion post.
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FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
(Anonymous) 2023-01-01 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)“Oh, god. Oh, fuck,” Macklin says, breathless, as if in prayer. Worsley is having a religious experience as well, though he hasn’t the ability to say so. “Your mouth, Frank, god. I won’t last, Christ but I won’t last. Please don’t stop.”
Worsley hums his agreement, taking his cock down further, swallowing around him. Macklin sobs softly, clutching at the back of Worsley’s skull, stroking down his hair clumsily. His hips jerk back against the finger questing deeper into him, and forwards against Worsley’s mouth as Macklin’s palm slides along his jaw, his thumb presses at the corner of his mouth, where saliva is gathering and he can feel where his cock slides past his lips. Worsley would take his thumb, too, fit it into his mouth alongside Macklin’s cock, but he can’t say so, can’t stop, can only bob his head quickly, tongue at the underside of him, revel in the taste of him, moaning softly himself.
“Now,” Macklin says suddenly, urgently, fingers gripping his jaw. “Now, Frank, now—”
Worsley hums, and takes as much of Macklin’s cock into his mouth as he can, and lets his eyes flutter shut as Macklin comes in great, stuttering spurts, relishing it as he swallows it all down. He sucks him softly through it, massaging his rim and humming his pleasure, until Macklin is wrung dry and shivering. Only then does he allow himself to be pulled up off the floor and pressed against the wall, opening his mouth as Macklin mutters shaky expletives against it and then licks the taste of himself from Worsley’s tongue.
“Here,” Macklin says, kissing the corner of his mouth, the edge of his jaw as he tugs clumsily at the front of his trousers. “Here, let me, let me, please—”
Worsley helps him to get his trousers open and pushed down just enough for Macklin to get his sturdy, clever hand around him, and he gasps at the touch, achingly hard and desperate. He kisses Macklin inelegantly as Macklin spreads the slick dripping from the head down his shaft and strokes him slow and strong, knowing he won’t last long at all, sighing into his mouth.
“You perfect man,” Macklin is saying, murmuring it against his jaw, his lips. “You wonderful, impossible man. You don’t know what you do to me.”
“I do, Christ, Mack, you do the same to me,” Worsley tries to say, but it’s terribly muddled, his breaths hitching as he jerks into Macklin’s touch.
“You make me insane,” Macklin tells him, his spectacles askew, his eyes tightly shut. “You can’t possibly know— How I thought of you these past months, the things I thought about you, just to keep from, from thinking you were gone, I thought about everything—”
“Yes,” Worsley says, “yes, oh, tell me—”
“Everything,” Macklin says, his voice so heated it’s nearly furious, and he twists his wrist and presses his thumb just under the head of Worsley’s cock and it’s all over, he’s coming harder than he has maybe ever before, and Macklin is kissing his own name out of Worsley’s mouth.
Afterwards, Macklin slumps against him, hiding his face in the crook of Worsley’s neck, and breathes hard against his skin as Worsley comes back to himself. They’re barely holding up their trousers, both their own and each other’s, and their chests are heaving against each other. Worsley laughs first, a breathless chuckle, and Macklin joins in almost instantly, hiding it against his throat, his spectacles pressing into Worsley’s skin.
“Lord, but I love you, Mack,” Worsley says, hitching up his trousers and reeling Macklin in by the waist.
“And I you,” Macklin says, sounding tired and happy and warm. “God help us.”
“God has helped me more in the past months than any man has any right to be helped,” Worsley tells him. “And if that isn’t the world’s most convincing argument for buggery than I don’t know what is.”
Macklin laughs again, helpless, and kisses his throat. “We should get back,” he says. “I don’t know how long we can use the excuse of doctorly business.”
“Every man on this craft is about to get so thoroughly drunk that they won’t remember whether we were here at all,” Worsley says, but he lets go of Macklin’s waist with a sigh. “Give us one more kiss before you go?”
Macklin’s mouth is on his before he’s even finished the last word, and Worsley smiles into it, pleased and grateful. The parting, knowing it won’t be the last, is sweet. “Come,” Macklin says, moving away, shooting him a smile that’s a touch too shy for someone who’s got Worsley’s spend all over his hand still. “Let’s get cleaned up.”
And Worsley follows him, as he would to the ends of the earth—and back again as well.
Re: FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
(Anonymous) 2023-01-01 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
(Anonymous) 2023-01-01 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
(Anonymous) 2023-01-02 04:26 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
(Anonymous) 2023-01-06 01:01 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: and back again, Macklin/Worsley, E 2/2
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