Title: Love on the High Seas: "A Sauce All His Own"
Author: Pirate Turner
Thanks To: Ann for her help with the Chinese language
Rating: R
Summary: Chong and Hansel share a tender moment before brunch.
Warnings: Alternate Universe, Slash
Disclaimer: The original versions of these characters -- Chong Chan and Roy O'Bannon from Shanghai Noon/Knights, Hansel from Zoolander, and Hutch from Starsky & Hutch -- are & TM their respective owners, not the author. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

Chinese. Beautiful, succulent Chinese laid out on a glistening table, all beckoning him forward with whispering pleas of "Eat me, Eat me, Eat me!" He swallowed hard, his blue eyes raking the table. It all looked good, but his appetite would not be satisfied with mere food. As he looked again at the tender, juicy meat, all he could think was of the cook who had created such an elaborate feast.

He looked pass the food to his lover, who stood in wait. His naked, light brown flesh reminded him of the glistening brown sauce on the tender meat, and he knew nothing less would do to satisfy his craving that day. He walked around the long table, bypassing a feast beyond most men's dreams, and quickly closed the distance between his lover and himself.

His baby frowned at him, concern etching his handsome features, as he noticed that he did not dip his fingers into any of the foods he had labored on that morning. "Are they not to your liking, baobei?"

"They always are," Hansel reassured Chong with a charming smile, "but what I really want today is . . . " He stopped before him, cupped one hand around his handsome face, and lovingly caressed his smooth skin. He reached out with his other hand and stroked the backs of his fingers in one long, luxurious pet down the side of his love's bare shaft. " . . . a sauce all my own." He leaned forward and took the cook's lips with his in a deep, passionate kiss that told him, beyond words or doubt, that he wanted his wine before the meal today and reminded him that Hansel Hutchinson always got what he wanted.

The End