Fic: That's the British Way [drabble]
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Title: That's the British Way [drabble]
Author: Alex
Fandom: Sharpe [Sharpe's Honour]
Characters: Sharpe, Pierre Ducos; implied Sharpe/Harper
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: Is treasured.
Warning: Implied sexual violence.
Disclaimer: Sharpe belongs to Bernard Cornwell.
Summary: Sharpe in a difficult situation.
Notes: Written for the
seans_50 September film challenge.

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If there was one thing Sharpe was a dab hand at, it was keeping up a proper front, as good as any gentle-born officer.
He’d displayed no emotion to the Frogs who’d captured him; he’d sneered at the bastards who'd pushed, shoved, and kicked him all the way to a filthy, dung-smelling cell.
But now he knelt bound on the damp, chill floor of a French encampment. Pierre Ducos delicately touched Sharpe’s cheek in a mocking parody of tenderness, and then smiled at what he saw.
Ducos, it was rumored, had a reputation.
For Christ’s sake, Pat, he thought. Hurry.
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Author: Alex
Fandom: Sharpe [Sharpe's Honour]
Characters: Sharpe, Pierre Ducos; implied Sharpe/Harper
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: Is treasured.
Warning: Implied sexual violence.
Disclaimer: Sharpe belongs to Bernard Cornwell.
Summary: Sharpe in a difficult situation.
Notes: Written for the
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If there was one thing Sharpe was a dab hand at, it was keeping up a proper front, as good as any gentle-born officer.
He’d displayed no emotion to the Frogs who’d captured him; he’d sneered at the bastards who'd pushed, shoved, and kicked him all the way to a filthy, dung-smelling cell.
But now he knelt bound on the damp, chill floor of a French encampment. Pierre Ducos delicately touched Sharpe’s cheek in a mocking parody of tenderness, and then smiled at what he saw.
Ducos, it was rumored, had a reputation.
For Christ’s sake, Pat, he thought. Hurry.
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