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"Gather round hearties, all of ya!" I shouted at the crew, holding all the booty we had just plundered. They eagerly came to my side to get their shares, and I began recounting how much to give each of the boys as I often do. It had become a ritual of mine, ever since I accidentally gave our Cooper a bit too much loot.
"Oh hurry up, would'ya?! There be a beautiful lass back at the haven who I want to impress wit' all me doubloons!" One of them barked, smirking as he spoke. Suddenly, I was caught off guard as I heard a familiar pacing on the ship's creaking floorboards. I looked past our Boatswain to see the Captain stop a few lengths behind our men. He seemed to be deep in thought.
I was always the curious type, as I tended to examine every feature of this man every time we crossed paths. Our Captain was devilishly handsome, powerful in stature. He had one of the best beards the seven seas had ever sea-n (har har har.)
There he stood, dawning a flaming red coat with white trimmings. He wore a tan undershirt that exposed a bit of his hairy chest. His breeches were a charcoal black which was a stark contrast upon his white stockings. I continued to admire our beautiful Captain, watching him flick his head in order to swoop his hair out of his eyes. He readjusted his hat in order to tame his wild fringe. Suddenly, his gaze met mine. He flinched slightly, shocked to have made eye contact with me. Not soon after however, his gaze softened and he grinned goofily. His smiles never failed to make me smile myself, as I suddenly felt myself grinning like an idiot in front of our boys. The Captain offered me a wink and wandered back into his quarters.
"Matey-"
"Blimey! Alright, alright..." I chuckled, handing out each of their shares one by one, recounting them as I went as I had totally just lost my focus again. I shook my head and handed out the last share for our crew. As they all dispersed, I made sure that I had left the double shares that both the Captain and I got. "Perfect."
I scurried across the ship, excited to have my moment with the Captain. We were extremely close but our crew really had no idea. Relationships on the ship were never forbidden and were in fact encouraged, but the Captain wasn't one to show me off. Our relationship was for us and simply whoever else wanted to know I suppose.
I reached the wooden door to his quarters and knocked twice. Without a second to spare, the Captain opened the door and pulled me in, closing the door behind me. He stood tall before me in nothing but his undershirt, breeches, and stockings. He knew it would get a rise out of me, as I was already drooling at the sight of him. He wore his undershirt so well but I knew he would look better without it. He flicked his head to move his hair again and grinned.
"I have your shares, Sir... We really do great as a team." I beamed, raising my hand up for a high five. His hand collided with mine but instead of pulling away, our hands clasped together. He gave it a quick shake in the air, continuing to hold my hand. Giggling, he placed his other arm on my lower back and swept me in for a delicate peck. His mustache tickled my upper lip, and as we pulled away from the quick kiss, I felt the excitement race through my body.
"Aye, that we do! Just put it on me desk. We've better things to talk about." I placed the sack of booty onto his desk and watched as he took a few steps back, now standing in front of the bed that was conveniently placed in the middle of the room.
"And what would that be? What could be better than booty, hhm?" I asked with a smirk, drawing closer to him. I looked up at the Captain, now close enough that we were breathing in each others air. He exhaled through his nose and his smile widened, suddenly swatting his hand to my ass.
"Yer booty, a'course!" He laughed. You see, I may have described the Captain as such a riveting, sexy individual which he is, but he is also extremely, extremely goofy. I expected such a funny remark from him but definitely not the ass smacking. I was pleasantly surprised though as he held his hand there and began fondling my ass cheek, pinching it every now and then. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his bearded chin. I let out a gasp as I felt him roughly grip me. I wondered if he could tell that I was getting wetter as every second passed..
"Oh Captain..." I started before being pulled in for a passionate kiss. I closed my eyes tight, feeling the warmth of his lips on mine. Suddenly, I felt him push his tongue deep into my mouth, possibly reaching as far back as my tonsils. This absolutely shook my entire body as he had never been one to kiss me with such power before. I opened my eyes in shock, but immediately softened my eyes to a close again, pushing my own tongue into his mouth. Our tongues danced in each others mouths, warm spit mixing throughout.
His beard had began to rub against my chin, causing a slight irritation to it. Surely I would get a rash later, but it would've been completely worth it. I would kiss my Captain till I bleed and still not have a care in the world, for it is him and that is all that matters. I put my hands on his chest, pawing at his smooth chest. He took notice to this and pulled his shirt off and soon began unlacing my corset. We sat down on his bedside, continuing to make out. After a few minutes, he pulled away.
"You should realize that you be the greatest treasure 'cross all the seven seas, love." He whispered, his hot breath heating up my ear. He slowly moved his head down and began kissing my neck. I moaned, raising my head with a smile.
"You flatter me, Sir..." I said, taking notice to the fact that he had taken my shirt off and was now traveling down to my nipples. He swirled my left nipple with his tongue, sending my pussy into a throbbing frenzy. I had grown wetter than the deck after it had been freshly swabbed. He sucked harshly, his lips encasing my nipple. He reached over with his hand and pinched my right nipple, sending shockwaves through my pulsating body. He had just begun to fondle my right breast when suddenly he pulled away and frowned.
"Lovely, I told you I don't like when you call me that," He said softly, sounding as if I had just scolded him for doing something bad. "Out there, in front of the crew, it be understandable. But when we're alone, no need." I nodded in acknowledgement and sighed.
"I'm deeply sorry, Handsome, it be habit."