"Snowy come on! Let's find the masical gates to the masical wold!"- Pierre said, running with his dog to Haddock´s basement.

When he arrived in front of the little door, his little heart beats fast. Daddy Bear made clear that the boy should never go to the basement, but his curiosity was way bigger than his fear.

He wanted to be an adventurer; he wanted to be a reporter just like his papa. After thinking for a couple of minutes and under scared barks from Snowy he finally decided to go on.

When his little hands were about to open the door, he felt someone taking him away from the basement.

"Blistering barnacles boy! What are you doing here?"

"I w-was seaching for the treasure! I´m an adventurer daddy bear! Just like papa!"

"How many times I have to say that here is forbidden territory?"

"But I´m an adventurer daddy bear!" – Pierre pouted and hugged his father.

"You can be anything you want mon petit. But in somewhere else, not in the basement. Do you understand?"

Uhum…"

"Then let´s go upstairs and play a game!"

"A game? What game daddy bear?"

"Capture the flag"

"Yay! That´s my favoite game!"

For a moment Haddock felt his heart beating fast. There were things on the basement that his husband couldn't even dream to find out. Tintin was a nice guy, but when he was mad he could be the worst person in the world.

After a hard working day, Tintin came back exhausted and with sore feet. Tiredly he takes his shoes off and literally throws himself on the sofa, moaning in pain.

"Mon dieu..."- He sighed low.

"Hem hem… - The captain cleaned his throat, announcing his presence.

"Hi…" – Tintin greeted dryly.

"Do you forgive your old and fool captain, lad?"- The brunette asked fearful.

"I don´t know…"

"Tintin… I don´t even know what to say… I never meant to make you cry. You know How I am when I…"

"Have you been drinking lately Archie?"

"Maybe…"

"Archie?"

"All right… When you´re working I give one or two sips, but that´s all"

"Archie! You promised me!"

"I know what I promised boy. But you know that I´m not strong enough to hold myself…"

"First: I´m not a boy anymore. Second: You promised me that you wouldn´t put even a single drop of alcohol in your mouth"

"Sorry Tintin… I just couldn´t…. I´m just a fool and I know it very well…"

"Talk to me Archie…" – Tintin sat still on the couch and grabbed the captain´s hands between his.

"If you want me to be real, then I will speak the truth…The truth is that I´m depressed" – Haddock felt all the weight disappearing from his back.

"Depressed? Is it true mon cheri? "

"I´m afraid to say that it is. For almost 6 years we haven´t traveled to anywhere else. All you do now is work"

"Sorry If I´m not rich like you"

"No. I´m not trying to offend you. It´s just… We didn´t have adventures for a long time. My life is reduced on stay here quiet, reading my papers and doing nothing else"

"That´s why I told you to sail Archie. You´re only bored because you want"

" I don´t want to leave you and Pierre alone. I just can´t be that selfish"

"No,you´re not being selfish. It´s perfectly normal, especially for a man of the sea like you"

" All right lad… I´ll think about it. Can you forgive me?"

Tintin bit his lower lip and smiled softly, laying his head over his husband´s chest. He couldn´t stay mad with the captain for so long.

"Of course I can… But you´ll promise me again that you´ll not drink anymore"

"Tintin…"

"Please Archie… This can´t be that difficult…"

"For you I will try my angel"

"Thank you…"- The journalist tip toed to kiss his husband sweetly. He knew that all they needed was to feel the touch of the other to make up.

" By the way… I found Pierre playing of adventures today. He´s got his papa´s skills for sure"

"Really? How sweet! Maybe we´re going to have another journalist"

"And I was hoping to have a little sailor, but never mind. The boy is curious and very clever. He´ll be an amazing journalist just like you"

"Own… Trying to make me melt, don't you?"

"Well lad… I don´t need much to make you melt… If you know what I mean…" – Haddock said, biting Tintin´s ear.

"Naughty captain… Only after the dinner…"

"You´re a mean boy… Making your captain wait for so long…"

" You just have to be patient. And I must say that I´m exhausted today. Exhausted and my feet are killing me…"

"Really? How about a little massage… In our room?"

"It would be amazing…"

"Let´s take a nice bath… I´ll give you a massage and then we have our dinner. How about that?"

"Sounds perfect"

1 hour later

Instead of taking a bath first they decided to have their dinner first to enjoy the bath and the massage later. Tintin carried a sleepy Pierre to the room and then headed to his own, where Haddock was already expecting him, dressing nothing but a towel on the neck.

"Bath is ready. Do you give me the pleasure?"- The captain said, offering his hand to the other man.

"Of course"- Tintin gladly gave his hand to Haddock and let him be his guide.

The journalist always enjoyed when the captain took his clothes off. The experienced hands of Haddock would pass from pore to pore and feel every curve, just like if he was opening a very special present.

" ¹ Mon eau nymphe…" –The brunette mumbled, passionately attacking his husband´s neck with his mouth.

"² Je suis mouillé"- Tintin moaned in arousal.

"Behave, naughty boy…"

The water was warm and relaxing. Tintin needed a good bath more than anything. When he stepped in the bath, he could felt all his muscles relaxing and the amazing floral scent made calmed him down.

As Haddock soaped him, he could feel all the pain going away. His husband seemed kind of a brute sometimes, but he had magical soft hands and he knew exactly where to touch.

"Right there… "– Tintin moaned when his husband found the hard knot in his back. That was particularly painful, but with the massage the pain was going away.

After soaping the journalist, Haddock placed the sponge over the board and pulled the ginger for a long kissing section. First he gave soft butterfly over the other´s lips, tasting every single flavor.

Both of his hands skid down Tintin´s shoulders to elbows, all his weight settling over the smaller one to pin him down.

"Shall we move this back to our room?"

"Sure…"

Carefully the captain roses up from the bath and carried his little husband in his arms, leading him to the bed and placing him like a precious and expensive vase.

Heat pours off the journalist´s bare skin as he feels Haddock´s hands touching everything it could.

"Do I have your permission?"

"Yes captain... I´m all yours"

Haddock could spend hours staring at his husband´s ass. The journalist was attached to a stupendous one. Firm, with a high gorgeous curve that fits perfectly in the captain´s hand.

Tintin makes a sweet noise when the captain spreads him open and licks a hot, wet stripe from balls to hole.

"Can you get even cuter?"- Haddock says, firmly kissing the tiny muscle.

"Oh captain…"

The captain flicks a quick lick at Tintin´s tight entry, then another and then one more. He knew that his husband loved that kind of foreplay.

No one knew the journalist´s body better then Haddock. One firm lick is all he needs to get the ginger´s spine arching and knees skidding wide.

He gave tiny licks with a soft pressure, only the tip of his tongue pressing inside, sometimes pushing it in deeper.

"Hmm…"

"Mon dieu… Feels so good captain…"- Tintin moans shyly, reaching down to adjust his dick, rubbing off on his palm a little.

"Hmm…"

Suddenly Tintin laughs when he feels the beard scrapping on his cheeks. He used to love that feeling. It felt raspy, yet extremely nice.

He didn´t last longer. Soon he was panting with satisfaction and then the captain would take control all over again.

"That was amazing…"

"Excuse me"- Haddock always had his ritual before sex. First he makes himself harder and then he would pass the oil around the erection and turn back to his man.

The beginning was always difficult. Even after years together, Haddock´s size was still big for the young journalist.

But there was something different. Now, Tintin needed just a few seconds to get used with the head, and then everything would slide in very easily.

First the thrusts were slow and deep as the captain stared delightful by the contorted face of the younger man. Soon his lips searched for the smaller one´s kissing him sweetly.

Sometimes he would catch Tintin´s pink nipples inside his mouth and give little love bites.

"Oh my…" – the journalist moaned low; the warm length feeling his insides.

Haddock quickened his pace as the thrusting became quite easier. The noise of the bed squeaking could be heard very clearly.

On a certain moment the captain was so fast that Tintin´s little body was being moved back and forth only be the strength of Haddock´s hips.

"You love it don´t you?"- The brunette said, biting the other´s ear.

" Mon dieu captain… You´re so deep"

" Want it deeper?"

"Yes!"

"Oh really?"

"Yes… Yes…Yes…"

"Oh…. Here it goes boy…. Hmm…hmm… Ohhh"- Haddock came furiously inside his partner.

" Oh my Captain…" – the younger said, cumming right after his husband.

It was with extreme regret, but intense pleasure that Haddock pushed into Tintin one last time; his orgasm painting the ginger´s hole in cream white.

However he didn´t stopped completely, rocking back and forward, gently milking himself dry.

After he pulled out of the younger, he let his body fell completely relaxed. Since he was heavy, he would roll up quickly to the side to not hurt his husband.

"You´re beautiful…"- Haddock said, pulling the ginger to a soft kiss. His hands caressing his Tintin´s smooth face.

He was not lying. Tintin was the most beautiful thing in the world that he has seen, despise of his beloved sea of course.

"I love you captain… Maybe I´ll be able to take a vacation and then we could finally have our honey moon. Properly, just like it should be"

"What about Pierre?"

"He can come with us and Nestor. We can sleep in your apartment next to the beach and Pierre can stay with Nestor in our private beach house"

"That´s an amazing idea lad… Are you talking about Hawaii?"

"Indeed…"

"But there´s nothing more romantic then Paris"

"Anywhere with my beloved one is the most romantic place in the world…"

The End

By Vicky

Now that´s the end ;.; Thank you for everyone who reviewed/read my story *-* I hope you guys like the last chapter,because it was made with a lot of love *0*

Special thanks to Angel X Kairi for the mpreg drawing *-* She´s amazing ;.; Special thanks to Snickerdoodle Black, Bianca Castafarina, Witch Knight Daisy,Loubega and Tintin lover!

Here it goes a little fanart that I´ve made for the story: (posting it again for the end)

http : /vickymyo .deviantart. com/ art/ Haddock-and-Tintin-293906342 ( you just need to join the points and the bars together)

¹ Mon eau nymphe –It means " My water nymph" in french.

² Je suis mouillé- It means "I´m wet" in french.

Thank you very much guys *-*

See you soon!

Bye Bye