Chapter 1Pirates, At Home
“So, boy.” Jason Kent-Mirelli folded his arms. Mock-glared at his husband, half in character, half himself: the self who adored Colby Kent-Mirelli and the sheer fun of tossing Colby into bed, with every scenario that came out of Colby’s imagination plus Jason’s own tabletop roleplaying Game Master experience. “You know who we are. What ship you’re on. You know what we do to stowaways.”
Colby’d come up with this one. Or, to be fair, they’d both had the exact same idea, though Colby had said it first. Only a second or so first. Jason had been about to.
They’d been watching a fluffy very queer pirate-themed romantic comedy, a lazy movie night. Jason had said, “Now I sort of wish we’d filmed that one joke script that you and Ben wrote part of, for Steadfast, with t
