Touch-starved

In Madrid Strange thought fleetingly of visiting a brothel. This was because a number of officers he knew were doing exactly this and asked him if he wished to join them. He did not, and after a moment’s pause, said so: but the moment’s pause rather unbalanced him, and after the officers had left he had the unpleasant sensation of not wishing to be inside his own skin. He felt dirty and restless and unhappy. He had declined the offer in part because he did not wish to betray Arabella, but in part (and, he thought, in greater part) because he had not been to a brothel before. This was not due to any particular moralizing in his youth, but because it had never seemed to him a pleasurable idea to spend a night with any one who would not enjoy themselves as much as he would, and he had never had much trouble finding somebody to fit this office.

Title: Touch-starved

Author: Anonymous

Characters: Colquhoun Grant/Jonathan Strange

Prompt:   I want these two men, two men in the the thick of the war, two men who have been in the Peninsula for a couple of years, starved of physical attention, desperate for some sort of release of their sexual desires, and so they turn to each other because why the hell not…they’re two men… they know what the other wants and what the other NEEDS.  Make it desperate. Make it filthy.

Summary:  Strange and Grant have sex in a hotel in Madrid.

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a bird, a stone

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It’s an old panic that wakes him, that keeps him up and gasping into the dead air of his tent. He had been dreaming (remembering, really) that night in the windmill with the – with the cloying heat and the dead air and rot thick in his nose, Strange slashing his hand and lending his life to the corpses, the magic creeping into the air like a gross caricature of a living thing. It’s the kind of night that stays with a person, lingers.

Title: a bird, a stone

Author: cosmoscorpse

Characters: Colquhoun Grant/Jonathan Strange

Summary: Grant is selfish. He knows this, owns it. Or, after Waterloo, Colquhoun Grant has a nightmare.

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Toy Soldiers

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“Lord Wellington wants to see you, Merlin,” De Lancey announced when the army returned to camp, late in the afternoon. “He’s in his tent.”

“Lord Wellington times his requests ill,” Strange said. He had been working all day on a new spell, and had almost finished his notes.

“It is not a request,” De Lancey said. “Don’t keep him waiting, he’s in enough of a bate as it is.”

What impossible task did Wellington have for him now, Strange wondered irritably. Perhaps he would like him to reverse night and day, or throw the mountains into the sea.

Title: Toy Soldiers

Author: fengirl88

Characters: Colquhoun Grant/Jonathan Strange, with Wellington

Prompt:   Strange – Orgasm Denial.  I’ll just leave this here.  [Additional prompters suggested that Wellington might do this to remind Strange who’s boss, or might have Grant do it.]

Summary:  Wellington orders Grant to teach Strange a lesson. It does not go quite as expected.

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