Gabbit And The Red Tease Ch 01

NOTE: This story has no historical precedent. It is a fictional world rife with pirates and fantastical creatures. There is plenty of sexual play, flirting, but a lot of build up before any actual sex. All characters are 18 or above. Let me know what scenarios you'd like me to write, or you can complain.

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Often a man will walk past another without thought. The mesh of movement is a blur with each step. There's one man, and another, and another. Often, you can understand someone by the way they dress, walk, or talk. While it may not be fair to judge people at a glimpse, prejudice is justified against goblins. Their kind is known for their low intelligence, high criminality, and inability to shut up during movies. Fortunately for Gabbit the goblin, only one of these is true.

Gabbit, a tiny green beast at almost 4 and a half feet tall, sat in a tavern by the shore asleep as his head rested on his arms. The zephyr breezed onto his long sharp ears. He shifted in his bamboo seat from the discomfort. The sound of glass sliding, tapping, and being filled with bubbling alcohol had become a white noise to him. The laughter and cheers faded in the background.

His ears quickened straight. The sound of a pint sliding towards his resting head grew louder. Gabbit used his monstrously fast reflexes to catch the glass with his small sickly palm.

"Ey be careful, you idiot!" Gabbit shouted at the patron.

"Fuckin' goblin freak! Go back to your swamp, filth!" The patron responded with a bellow. The room shot glances at the freaky miscreant and observed his wrinkled green skin, only dressed in a loincloth.

The little monster straightened his back and stretched as he whispered "bastards" under his breath.

Goblins are a rare sight among the human lands, and they only became rarer. Gabbit had grown tired from island jumping away from the Sod Guard. Those damn imperialists who claimed free islands as their own. The fools brought literacy, hospitals, and civility wherever they went--the pirate lifestyle was endangered with every red flag that rose for the Sod Guard.

"Hey, Gabbit." a soft male voice spoke.

The goblin hated the nickname humans gave him, but he had become accustomed to it. After all, it does sound nicer than what he was born with--nothing.

His ears shot up and he groaned "Eh, why you gotta wake up a Goblin? T'is bad luck."

"Gabbit, you oughta be careful. You never know who you gonna anger with that sharp tongue o' yours." The bartender clicked in his mouth.

"They ain't keeping their threats. Humans go woof woof but never bite bite!" Teethily mimicking a dog, the bartender noticed Gabbit's tiny rows of sharp teeth along his wide mouth.

Gabbit closed his eyes again and rested his ugly little head on his forearms. A loud thunk from glass hit close to his elbow.

"Hey watch where ya--" Gabbit paused and looked up.

He saw a fiery redhead with a youthfully innocent face, like an angel. Gabbit froze as he studied her sea blue eyes, luscious lips, and those freckles on her cheeks. This redheaded teen was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She could pass off as a new student at one of the university islands. His cock twitched.

A soft and very feminine voice spoke "Apologies, there. May I sit 'ere?" The woman sat on the empty stool next to Gabbit.

Gabbit was stunned. His eyes gawked at her figure. She placed that perfect ass on the adjacent chair. He licked his lips as his eyes climbed down to her thin neck, past her creamy shoulders, then down to a tight white blouse. His pupils dilated. The white of his eyes were barely visible. Gabbit gawked at the buttons stretching an indecent amount of the woman's cleavage. Her chest was a decorative display of two massive titties squeezed into cloth. Each one was about the size of her head. Those breasts could make any cock vanish between them. Perusing a little lower, he noticed her slim and flat tummy made her proportions look excessive.

The redhead stared back. She noted the gangly frame and his impishly green body.

She broke his trance "finished?"

"Oh, sorry beauty. You are... wow." His eyes darted back to her chest. They were encased in a tight brassiere pushing those tits up into a tasty treat.

"Thank you for noticing." She smiled at the green creature. She picked up her drink and sucked on a thin wooden straw slowly drawing her mouth up and down it. Her luscious lips puckered as she pulled back and moaned "delicious."

She leaned down and stared into Gabbit's face, almost close enough to kiss his cheek.

"Word is... you're Gabbit, yea?"

Gabbit took in the smell of her youth. He leaned in, nodding silently. His eyes fixed on her face.

"My name is Captain Ellya, maybe you've heard of me by anotha' name."

"Uh-sure." Gabbit said without confidence.

Ellya knew his response was indicative of ignorance. She sat up and pushed her tits out to straighten her back.

"I'm known as The Pirate Maiden. The Cold Flame. Maybe you've heard of Miscreant's Muse?"

Gabbit nodded "sure yes yes mhmm"

She pulls her face forward to him and whispers "I'm looking for another crew member to join me. Have you any interest in my opportunity?" The redhead leaned in, causing her tits present themselves.

Gabbit began to drool as he imagined shoving his sharp nose and long tongue into her white pillows. Her young face would look enticing with his green cum sliding into her mouth and onto her pale mammaries.

"Uh. What's your pay?" He asked.

There was a slight pause from the lady before her words hastily continued "I give 10 silver a week...." Ellya smiled.

Gabbit thought it was a cruel joke. "A week!?!??! That's barely enough for a day of fishbait!!!!"

"Well, my crew and I have other arrangements."

"Huh? Other... arrangements?" Gabbit felt his cock twitch at the implication.

Ellya licked her juicy lips with her tongue resting on her two front teeth. "I reward crew mates in ways they deserve."

Gabbit's jaw dislocated in excitement "Y-y-y-you let your crew f-f-f... um... d-d-d do!?"

Ellya smiled at his stammers "no, you see... I'm saving that for a great reward, Gabbit. One you may earn." She gave a childish giggle and smiled softly.

"S-s-so tell this little goblin what rewards he can get before your... umm... flower." Gabbit's feet were playfully swinging in his chair.

"I thought you creatures were known for your... big... and... wild... imaginations." Each word became a more sultry whisper.

"Yes lass I'm in!!!" Gabbit jumped to his feet upon his chair and excitedly shook the pirate lady's hand. He wagged his arms faster and harder, noticing how her tits bounced with each up and down motion. He stared directly into her cleavage. Gabbit's cock throbbed toward her boobs, erecting through his brown loin cloth, tempting to spew a load at her bust.

She pulled her hand back. "See you at the docks, Gabbit" She shot a wink and walked away with a sensual movement. Her ass danced from behind and whistles were scattered in a cacophony of echoes throughout the room.

Gabbit watched her until she disappeared into the crowd. "Hey buddy you see that muse!? I'll be fucking that tonight!!!"

The bartender's face furrowed in concern "you know who that is, right?"

"Of course!!! of course!!! She's The Pirate Maiden, The Cold Flame!!! She's the--"

A guffaw cut across the room "Aye you boys see Gabbit chatting with The Red Tease!? Hahaha!!!" The crowd erupted in shared laughter.

"The w-what?" Gabbit's excitement died down.

The bartender motioned with four fingers to come closer. "She's known as The Red Tease on this island and others. The lady has been trying to assemble a crew with empty promises of unlocking her chest. Problem be, it's all hard work and no hard sex. She just using men."

"But I'm not a man." Gabbit said in a paining confession.

He clicked his mouth and sucked in the boozed air through his teeth. "Apologies, but that means she desperate, aye?"

The bartender returned to his duties and Gabbit was left pondering to himself.

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He felt discouraged, but there's no better way to learn than the hard way. The next day, he packed what little belongings he had, mainly rags he used as loincloth, and went to the docks. He walked through the port looking for the Pirate Maiden's ship. Gabbit passed by grand vessels that looked equipped with hundreds of men, but no sight of Ellya yet. As he walked down the dock, he noticed the ships become progressively smaller and dilapidated. One ship especially caught his attention. The sails were a torn dusty white. The wood of the hull looked more mollusk than mahogany. It was infested with black barnacles and white ones that became bleached by the sun. It also had a redhead waving at the top deck.

"Oy! Gabbit up 'ere!!!" Ellya yelled from atop the wooden scourge.

"Oh..." Gabbit looked up as the sun burnt his eyes. A knotted rope was dropped for him to climb, luckily the ship was a pathetically small climb. That was the least of his worries for now, though.

Once aboard, Gabbit was greeted to a sight worse than the hull. The deck was decayed and soggy. Nails stuck out of the floor with mismatching wooden planks from brittle brown to black rot.

Ellya shook her new crewmate's small hand.

Her tits bounced generously through the white blouse. The white cleavage glared in the sunlight.. Gabbit reconsidered the ship's abysmal state if he's welcomed to this yummy view every day. Her leather pants creaked from the tightness as her toned tummy was presented at perfect height for Gabbit.

"Welcome, lad!" Let me introduce you to me crew."

She clasped her hands to her face to shouted "Oy! You bastards on deck!"

Two men rushed from the gallery's stairs. The wood creaked with an irregular tempo. One of them almost tripped on the soggy wood. Their uniform definitely matched the ship, what appeared to be a white collar shirt was stained with soot and fish guts.

"Aye, Cap'n!" The two men said in quick breath. One of the men was burly and tan with some gray hair. The other was such a young and scrawny lad that his clothes looked to be draped over a skeleton.

"Gabbit, meet ya new brothas! This big one 'ere is Ree and this smaller one is Feet."

The two simultaneously spoke over each other "Nice to meet you Rabbit!" "Hello brother Gobby!"

Ellya walked past the boys holding their chins up with her delicate hands. "You boys get to know each other. Do ye chores and maybe we'll have some fun tonight." She shot a wink and a subtle kiss in the air. The two crew members became cross eyed and blushed red.

The captain entered her quarters and slammed her door. The crew were left alone to look at each other.

"Gosh you a gobbyin!!!" Ree said.

Gabbit observed the slurring speech.

Feet whacked Ree on the head.

"Aye nu-huh he's Gibbert--you oughta say 'is name collect!" The lanky boy corrected.

"Ah, sorrys Gobbit." The big man said.

Gabbit noticed the two definitely weren't the sharpest men he's encountered, yet being brothers on the same deck felt offensive to his high (goblin) intelligence.

Gabbit asked "what duties have we for today, brothers?"

Feet scratched his sparse facial hair as Feet picked his ears.

Ree attempted to speak in some type of English language. "Doody? Yea we jus gon fishin so we be preparing for sail."

Gabbit knew it would be a long day. He accompanied the two throughout it. He fished with them and taught them to use bait. He scrubbed the deck, and taught them to use sand and salt. Seeing these morons "function" put the puzzle pieces together on the sorry state of this decaying watercraft.

An hour later, they began to prepare the sails for tomorrow's departure. Gabbit noticed the lacking finesse of Feet and Ree as they would yank the sails, growing the tears as each white textile was pulled with the delicate touch of a chainsaw.

During the evening, Gabbit had some time to gut the fishes and chat with the two simpletons. The crew were chopping fish and unceremoniously tossing them into jars filled with salt. The dim light of candles in the crew's quarters were filled with gaps of moonlight seeping through, Gabbit grew annoyed with the muttering noises of Ree and Feet. They sat jumpy, filling jars of fish, making audible laughs and chuckles, completely lost in their thoughts if they're capable of any.

Gabbit asked "so, brothers..." He dropped the last fish in a jar and shook his hands dry "...what caused yous to join this crew?"

Feet cheered "For da lady! The Pirate Mitten! The Cold Fame! Huhuhuhu!!!"

Ree looked over at his companion, smiling with his buck teeth. "To be truths full. I am here for something more important.... THE LADY!!! It was a first sight at love, you sees. She said she be give favors with her mouth huhuhuhu!" The two morons laughed like a horse in heat.

Gabbit sighed to himself. Perhaps the laughter of the bar was more of a warning than a challenge.

The green creature stood up and walked away from his newfound friends. Ree and Feet began to converse to each other about the possibility to touch Captain Ellya.

Gabbit could hear the conversation muffle as he walked up the deck. He was in deep thought of his worries. Perhaps he should leave the ship before they sail. This was clearly a mistake. To be stuck with these fools and a tease. It may not be worth--

"Ah fucks!" Gabbit slipped on the deck. His hip was scraped by splintery moist wood. His unusually strong nose could smell his scrape's bleeding. "That does it!"

Gabbit stomped towards the Captain's Quarters staring at the floor to avoid another injury. He saw the lights were on inside Ellya's room. He approached the door and noticed the hinge's gaps were a bit uneven. Gabbit stopped and saw movement.

"Fuck me..." Gabbit muttered to himself, watching through the gaps of the hinges, as he saw Ellya stretching her fine body. Her hands combed through her red mane and over her kissable neck. The white blouse stretched on her petite, yet busty frame. They were just unreal... Gabbit began to hyperventilate, then his breath froze as he gulped in air.

The heavy chested pirate began to unbutton her blouse. Each time a button snapped back, she sighed relief from the release of her cotton strain.

She moaned audibly, "that's much better." Those slim arms frame her hourglass figure so cock-twitchingly well. Those legs are long enough to wrap around any man's waist.

She pulled her arms from the sleeve and threw her blouse on the bed.

"C'mon... show those tits... turn for me, you fuckin' tease..." Gabbit spoke in the dark. He watched blissfully enjoying the crisp air until the smell of fish suddenly came.

"Yeah, turns around, lady!" Ree said from behind.

"Fuck!" Gabbit whispered loudly to turn to Ree and Feet.

"Hello Gobby. You liken to watch?" Ree said.

"The Cap'n removing her clothes early haha" Feet said.

Gabbit noticed both men rubbing their crotches through their dirty clothes. He found his brothers pathetic, yet he shared in the same desperate delinquency. The goblin thought he may be another fool to Ellya's collection.

Gabbit looked at the door and knocked loudly with his fist. *thump* *thump* *thump*

Ree and Feet angrily looked at Gabbit "what yous doin' Rabbit!?"

The Captain's footsteps approached the door.

"Ah you ruins the night!" Ree spouted as he walked away with a hard-on. Feet ran along, too.

Ellya opened the door "Ah, Gabbit. How's ya first day, mate?"

"Let's talk a bit" Gabbit walked into her room.

She felt his pomposity for such a small and insignificant creature. He certainly carried himself better than Ree and Feet.

The Captain sat on the bed. She was wearing her white blouse but without a brassiere. Her sharp nipples poked through fabric. Her long legs were smooth and toned as she folded them over each other. The sound of her legs were musical as she crossed them.

Gabbit was standing in front of this beautiful young woman with an angry and confused throbber.

The green imp inhaled deeply and exhaled. "I want to know what this is."

"Well I don' know what ya mean, mate?" Ellya posed in a cute fashion with her lips puckered and head tilted.

"You understand what I mean, love. You ain't a pirate" Gabbit stated coldly.

"But I am." Her voice was sweet and gentle, but with a hint of facetiousness. "This is my ship. That is my crew. We are a pirate family"

"You're too young." Gabbit interrupted her from the spiel. "You are far too young."

"I am an adult woman."

"How long have you been an adult woman, love?" Gabbit snarked.

"For all my life I've been a--"

"How old are you, darlin'?"

Ellya's face changed. The confident and sultry woman crumbled a bit into her insecurities.

Her eyes were towards the ground, lower than Gabbit. "I uh-- I turned 18 last week, but have been a captain for 2 years."

"What..." Gabbit was shocked. There was that same mix again. The arousing thought of her being a sexy 18 year old, but the reckless disregard for safety to follow someone so inexperienced.

"See! I expect that from others when they know!" Her voice raised as she was easily upset by the reaction.

"Ya know, Captain. It's not being 18 that's the issue. I quite like that... it's the uhh." Gabbit trailed as Ellya sat straight up on her bed. She adjusted her neck up. Those massive tits were pushed forward almost spilling from the unbuttoned blouse.

Gabbit shook his head in concentration "But uuuh. The ship's condition. That crew of morons. You don't know what you're doing."

"I learn through experience and ain't nothing wrong with that, yea?" She responded.

"Being a pirate is a dangerous lifestyle, but being a beautiful pirate is a mistake."

"Ain't my fault I'm the most beautiful raider."

"B-but... Why choose this life when you can find some rich old guy to marry? You're a pretty lass" Gabbit stated as a matter of fact.

The Captain had heard this advice before. She had been expected to disregard her dreams for the sake of societal expectations, but it was enough.

Ellya exploded "Because I am not just a piece of meat with huge tits and a tight ass!"

Gabbit recoiled back as he saw the Cold Flame come to life.

Her face marked with aggressiveness "I know I'm beautiful and I use that! I offer my body to you scummy creatures because I need a crew! I sail this rotting debris because I need a ship!"

"But why choose this life?"

"Because I'm looking for the man that led me down this path when he took my parents!"

Gabbit had never been with family, but knows humans are attached to blood-related figures.

With the same fierceness in her name, the Cold Flame continued to yell "because I want Pirate Captain Goldstriker!"

Gabbit wanted to console the sexy woman, but was taken aback slightly.

"You don't need to worry. The Sod Guard are taking over every island. Eventually, they'll get Captain Goldstriker and you can live in peace knowing that."

"Stupid, goblin! Some things are too big to fail." Ellya said curling her lip.

That angelic and youthful face was littered with ferociousness. Gabbit's erection was confused.

Gabbit took a step forward and asked "so why hire a goblin? Are you so desperate?"

Ellya rolled her eyes. "Unlike the rest of my crew, I have great need for you."

Gabbit felt a bit of excitement through his loins. "Really?"

"You'll make sense of it once you meet Goldstriker"

"And when do we meet him?" Gabbit inquired.

"I have plans, but... yea... nothing concrete."

"So what's the first step?" Gabbit asked.

Ellya confidently stated "I make a name for me self."

"You understand I'm asking for a plan, yes?"

"Well I ain't got no yet! Ya see, I got to build me a crew!" She stamped her hand on the bed with juvenile frustration.