homecoming

Homecoming

This fic was a response to the photo challenge on the Below_Crush_Depth list, captioned: "Hi, sailor!"

Lee Crane stood on the dock as the mighty submarine Seaview sailed into her home port. It felt strange seeing it from out here; normally he would have been on board, eager to get home. Especially after a long mission like this one. For the past six weeks, she had been surveying some of the deepest parts of the ocean floor, out in the middle of nowhere. With her Captain left behind in Santa Barbara.

Their last mission, two months ago, had been a top-secret ONI action. Which as usual ended up with the Captain a lot worse for the wear. He'd been pretty badly beaten and bruised, but worst of all had broken his leg in two places. When she'd left on this relatively simple mapping mission, he hadn't yet been medically certified for duty, so Seaview left without him.

Lee had grumbled about it, although he had to admit that crutches in the relatively close confines of the sub would have been beyond awkward. And it had been a long time since he'd had more than a week off at a time. So ultimately he'd resigned himself to his fate, spending the first couple of weeks hobbling around the Institute offices taking care of whatever paperwork he could, and driving the admin staff crazy. Angie, Admiral Nelson's secretary, had finally thrown him out, saying she'd better not see him again until Seaview got back into port.

So from that point on he was truly 'on vacation.' Except he had nobody to share it with. All the people who mattered to him these days were out on Seaview. Face it; with their schedule, who had time to make friends on shore? He knew a few people who worked at the institute, but not well enough for them to take time off while they were working to keep him company. And with his leg still in a cast, he couldn't play golf or tennis. For a normally active man, this was maddening.

But not half as maddening as knowing that his love was half the world away. He was lonely, and bored, and even though Harry had driven him nuts hovering over him in the two weeks Seaview had been in port, he would have given anything to feel his lover's rough hands on his body now. Every night seemed to last an eternity without Harry by his side. He cursed his lover's devotion to duty, and especially to the science which drove this mission. How often did they get even a week in port when they could be together?

At least it had been his left leg in the cast. Although he couldn't drive his sports car, the stick shift needed both legs, he could at least borrow Chip's, which had an automatic transmission. He'd taken a long drive up the Coastal Highway, just enjoying the scenery and the beautiful spring weather. He had to admit, he couldn't remember when he'd last been this relaxed. The only thing that could have made the trip better was if Harry had been with him.

But now, he was finally free of the damned cast, and Seaview was coming home. He couldn't wait to see the man he'd dreamed about every night.

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Admiral Harriman Nelson was about as grumpy as he ever got. Which was saying a lot. Seaview's XO Chip Morton couldn't help chuckle, knowing the reason for the brilliant scientist's foul mood. // You'll get your hands on him soon enough, Admiral! // It had been a long, and for most of the crew, boring mission. Everybody's tempers were a little strained. It would be good to breathe fresh air again. And some quality time with his much-missed Captain was just what the Admiral needed.

At long last, Seaview was safely moored in her underground berth at the Nelson Institute. An orderly near-panic ensued as everybody tried to get off the boat at once. Nelson and Morton hung back, letting the crew have first chance as they watched from the conning tower. Chip wasn't at all surprised to see the Admiral's face light up as his eyes caught a familiar face waiting on the dock for them.

Finally the crowds heading down the gangplanks thinned enough for an anxious Admiral to push his way through. As he barreled along, Nelson forced himself to calm down. As much as he wanted to take Lee into his arms the minute he reached him, he knew that wasn't a good idea. So he forced himself to be calm as he approached the object of his desire.

As he got close enough for a good look, the vision almost took his breath away. In the two months since the accident, Crane had let his hair grow out. Instead of his usual military close crop, his head was covered in loose dark curls. Nelson's fingers itched with the desire to run through them. And the casual striped shirt, open at the neck to reveal just a hint of the dark curls there. Oh, lord, how was he going to make it back to the penthouse without making a fool of himself?

"Admiral! Welcome home! How was the mission?"

Even the simple handshake was sending an electric current through his body, targeting his groin. Somehow he managed to answer as Lee took custody of his bag.

"Fine, Lee, just fine. But I think we're ALL glad to be home �"

Lee laughed and swung into step beside him. He lowered his voice so that no one else could hear him. "Not as glad as I am to have you back, Harry!"

Nelson chuckled. "Do I detect a little cabin fever?"
Lee grinned. "That and another kind of heat �"

They found Lee's car in the garage and headed directly to Nelson's penthouse apartment atop the Institute. Once inside, Lee dropped the Admiral's bag and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

For several minutes, they stood there, locked in each others' arms, oblivious to everything except the kiss. Finally, Lee pulled away, leading Harry over to the couch. He flopped down at one end, leaning back on one elbow, and smiled seductively up at his lover. "Hi, sailor. Come here often?"

Nelson laughed and threw himself down on the younger man, finally burying his fingers in those irresistible curls. "As often as possible," he murmured as he bent to kiss the full lips. Laying full length over his lover's body, their groins pressed together, Nelson's hands couldn't decide whether to stay buried in the dark curls, or leave that heaven to attack the already-partly-open shirt. Eventually, the shirt won, his hands slipping each button open, then pulling the tails out of the casual slacks below. His kisses moved down the long, elegant neck, tracing across the collar bone, while his hands slid through the dark curls here. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of cologne and pure masculinity that was Lee Crane.

Not one to be outdone, Lee's hands worked at Nelson's back, tugging the uniform shirt out of his pants and sliding up underneath. It felt so good to touch the warm skin he had missed for so long. He let his hands slide down, his fingertips sneaking under the belt, but unable to get any farther down. He pulled them out and slid them over the Admiral's backside, caressing the soft flesh.

"Oh, god, Harry! It's been so long! Too long!" Lee moaned as Nelson's teeth worried at one taut nipple.

Nelson chuckled and let go, straightening up to let Lee's hands finally unbutton his shirt. As usual, he had skipped the uniform's necktie given the lack of any dignitaries to impress. Now Lee's hands ran through the soft ginger fuzz on Nelson's chest. He sighed softly as he shrugged off the superfluous shirt.

Sitting up like this put their groins in direct contact. Harry rocked gently, rubbing, enjoying the sensation as Lee's fingers found his nipples. His eyes were half closed, lost in the pleasure.

And then Lee's hands slid down to undo his belt, caressing the hardness below. "Oh, yes. Far too long, my love!" Nelson moaned as Lee's long fingers opened his pants and coaxed his cock out of its hiding place in the shorts.

Lee's mouth began salivating at the sight of that beautiful organ, long and thick and dripping with desire. "Harry. Please. Get up. Let's go to the bedroom �"

Nelson nodded and all but fell off the couch trying to get up. Somehow they made it to the big king sized bed, leaving a trail of clothing in their wake. This time Lee landed on top, pinning Harry to the bed as his kisses worked their way downward. Finally, he reached his destination, licking it like a Popsicle. Nelson moaned loudly, clearly wanting more, but Lee took his time, teasing and tasting, until the Admiral's hands finally found those glorious curls again and pulled him down. "God, Lee, suck it already, will you?"

It was hard to laugh as he followed the Admiral's order, engulfing the swollen cock with his warm, wet mouth. Nelson sighed happily at the sweet friction. Lee sweetened the pot even more, letting his hands slide down to cup the heavy balls and tease at the tight pucker behind. Before long, Nelson was writhing beneath his hands. He backed off, kissing a trail back up the Admiral's chest before finally reclaiming his mouth.

Nelson was panting when he finally let go. "Lee, why did you stop?"

Lee smiled. "I want you, Harry. Want you inside me."

"Oh, lord, yes!"

"Bur first, suck me a little." He maneuvered into position, straddling Nelson's shoulders, leaning on the headboard to angle his cock down toward Harry's waiting mouth. Slowly, he thrust into the warm cavern, feeling Harry's tongue swirling around him.

Nelson focused his entire being on the beautiful man before him. His hands wrapped around the powerful thighs as Lee fucked his mouth. But all too soon, he withdrew and came to lay beside Harry. He claimed a tender kiss.

"OK, enough. I need you, Harry!"

Nelson didn't have to be told twice. He reached over to the nightstand for the lube and began preparing his lover, only to find him already prepared. He grinned. "Lee? You scamp!"

Crane laughed and pulled his legs up, inviting his lover in. Harry quickly got into position and pressed in gently. Lee moaned as he felt Harry's cock filling him, bringing him a sense of completion he'd been without for much too long. Harry began thrusting slowly, then faster, then slow again, wanting this to last forever. But Lee's earlier ministrations made that difficult, and almost too soon he felt himself exploding, shooting his hot seed deep into his lover, then collapsing over the body below him.

Lee gave Harry a few minutes to recover, but he still wanted his completion. He gently rolled them over and positioned himself between Harry's legs, his fingers once again teasing at Harry's entrance. A generous amount of lube let his fingers slip in, gently stretching and probing, wringing a moan from the already exhausted man. Finally, he entered, working his way in slowly. Harry's eyes spoke silent words of joy and love at again being joined. This time they moved slowly until the very end when Lee simply couldn't hold back any longer.

Now truly exhausted, they cuddled together in their bed. Nelson's hands once again found those irresistible curls. Lee chuckled softly.

"I take it you like the long hair?"
Nelson blushed. "It's � different. Yes, I like it."
"Well, you know, I think I could get special dispensation from my commanding officer to keep it this way �"
Nelson laughed. "You know, you're right, I think we could arrange that."

Lee got serious, leaning up on one elbow to look down at his love. "Harry, don't ever leave me alone for weeks like this again. It's hard enough sometimes on Seaview when we can look but not touch. But not even being able to look �"

Nelson sighed and pulled his young lover down to pillow those soft curls on his chest. "I promise, laddie. I missed you too, terribly."

Lee smiled. "Good. Because you're not getting out of this apartment for at least three days. I loaded up on groceries so we don't even have to go out to eat. By the time I'm done with you, Harry, we're both gonna need those crutches!"

They laughed together then fell into a light doze, happy for another safe homecoming.

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