Author: Mosh
Fandom: Peter Pan
Title: Poisons, Many Poisons
Pairing: Hook/Smee
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: implied non-con
Summary: For many years Smee has been studying the plantlife in the forest.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to J.M. Barrie. No money being made, no copyright or trademark infringement intended.
A/N: Written at the request of Noblerot, who wanted to see dominant!Smee and submissive!Hook (though through no fault of his own, I must say!). For a short piece, this has very dark themes. 230 words.

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"Cap'n? Cap'n... here, drink this. It'll cure your headache, sir."

"Mmph."

"That's it... all done? Should start working any minute."

Pause.

"Smee... I feel... funny..."

"'Course you do, cap'n. It's poison."

"Wha -?"

Smee rubs his podgy hands together, then hitches up Hook's shirt, popping open the buttons on his velvet breeches.

"Don't worry, sir - it's not fatal poison. Just a little somethin' to get you loosened up, like."

Smee licks his lips; the captain stares up at him, eyes wide and furious. Now unable to move, Hook has no choice but to lie there and take it. Fumbling, messy, pain-pain-pain, red-in-the-face, sweaty, adoring smile, panting, done.

Smee re-buckles Hook's belt, pulling his coat down neatly.

For many years now Smee has been studying the plant life in the forest. He spends most of his spare time there, when he's not on deck tending to his captain's wishes. He's learnt to make balms and medicines from the plants, with a little help from the pixies - wicked creatures, pixies - poisons to dull the ache of scurvy, poisons to effect the mind so that a pirate wouldn't be able to tell who or where he was, poisons to seize limbs, poisons to loosen joints, poisons, poisons, many, many other poisons.

He retrieves a vial of liquid from his pocket.

"Cap'n? Cap'n... here, drink this. It'll make you forget."
 

~Fin~