Gerald Poole and the Pirates: Part I
A distinctly queer adventure full of internal conflict ensues when a gentleman and a sailor are captured by pirates.
A little bit of adventure, romance, and queerness in the 18th century Mediterranean!
An adaptation of my TweetFic, Gerald Poole & the Pirates. This is going to be posted in several parts, with this one being 14.2k in length.
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
Content warnings: consent issues throughout and sexual threats, violence, period-typical racism and homophobia, self-esteem and identity issues.
“… and this is Second Lieutenant John William Wicks,” said Captain Lewisham.
The captain himself was a tall man, grizzled in the way some men old beyond their years were, with hollows showing on his thickly stubbled cheeks and dark shadows underneath his eyes. His lips were darker in colour than his skin, which was naturally pale but made uncomfortably red by the sun, and he didn’t look after them, it was plain to see, because they were chapped and Gerald could see a bitten mark on his lower lip.
He couldn’t have been older than forty-five, but he might have passed for sixty.
