The Good Ship Argyle (Closed)

[momoftwins13]

Julia was aware of every single movement that Alister made in the bed. He tossed and turned just as she did, and even huffed in frustration a few times. Julia lay as quietly as possible but couldn't go to sleep either. Finally she sat up.

"Are you awake?" She asked quietly, looking at the form on the bed above her.

"I can't sleep... Would it be possible for me to go up on the deck and walk around a bit? You could join me if you can't sleep either."

She was hoping by getting some fresh air they would be able to come back in the cabin and go right to sleep, instead of all of this tossing and turning stuff they were doing.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Seemed now she directing the captain more, which bothered him. Sharing the cabin, taking the bunk, now heading to the deck. Bothered not just that she made suggestions to him, but that he kept agreeing to them.

As much as he didn’t want to admit it to himself, she was right. This was going to be a long voyage, but at this rate it would be a longer night. While he may sleep with some time alone from her, the idea of letting her wander the deck unescorted bothered him. Too much can happen on a boat at night to an experienced sailor.

“Aye, I could stand for some air,” he responded, his voice rougher from the restless attempts at sleep.. “Will let me mate go off watch for a while, so would need to stay near da helm.”

He arose and slid his feet effortlessly into his boots, moving with out little delay to the door in a practiced manner. Without even thinking to light the lantern he said, “will meet ya topside.”

 

[momoftwins13]

Alister left Julia in the dark as he quickly went up to the deck. She sat there for a moment before standing and searching for her own shoes. Unlike him, she wast as adept at moving about the cabin.

A few minutes later she emerged onto the deck and looked for him. She didn't see him at first and walked over to the rail. The wind had picked up considerably and she listened to the snap of the sails above her head.

Her long hair blew out behind her and around her face. She shivered slightly. She didn't have a jacket to wear and it was chilly on deck. She hugged her arms around her midsection and stood there feeling the ship rocking beneath her feet in the waves.

She had no clue where the captain had gone and found herself wondering about him. All kinda of questions entered her head but she brushed them all off, not wanting to think about how much she actually thought about him.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Watching her come out on deck in the deck in the dull moonlight gave him a bit of a smile. Clearly now she spent no time on a boat. Between her awkward steps and her the shiver she gave in the wind, she could have had a hat on that was stitched with Landlubber on it.

He strapped the wheel in place and stepped by her to the cabin, leaning in quickly to find his wool coat. He stepped behind her, putting the coat over her shoulders. It brought her close to him, and he caught a scent of flowers of some type. He may have lingered longer than he should, but she had a coat now to keep warm.

“Come, I need to watch the helm.” He stepped back to a wheel two feet in diameter with well carved spools. This portion of the deck sat right above his cabin, and was as wide as the ship going all the way to stern. From where he stood at the helm they could see all of the ship and the sea all around them. The moon was bright enough that the sea glistened. The ship cut through the water, now with a light chop, but kept a good speed.

When he took the wheel, his mind was allowed to settle. His eyes looked outward to the stem, and a calm washed over him. The ship was his, and in his skilled hands he felt every wave, every shift of the sail, and every move she made over the sea.

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia felt someone step up behind her and before she could react a coat was placed upon her shoulders. Alister beckoned her to come with him so he could keep way h over the helm.

Her eyes traveled over the boat in admiration at the craftsmanship that went into it- but what she really was interested in looking at was Alister himself. He was such a handsome man that she couldn't help but look at him every time she got the chance.

The ship rocked and tossed upon the waves, making Julia reach out and hold a rail in order to keep steady. She looked up and saw clouds in the distance starting to take shape.

"Are those that storm you were speaking about?" She asks quietly as she pointed towards them.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He nodded slowly, “Aye Lass. She’ll give us a stir, iff’n we nudge her too close.” The clouds were at the edge of the horizon. In the dark, the lightning flickered through the darkness, too far to be heard. “She’s to the Southeast, seems more Northerly. We’d cut the edge of her, but if she behaves we’ll be fine.”

He needed only the heavy shirt he intended to sleep in to be fine up here. It was cool, but when one is used to it, they are used to it. He remained steady in the waves, hands firmly on the wheel. Occasionally he would look up to the sails, but mostly his eyes were cast out to sea.

“So you know, we are bound to see rough water.” Pointing to the storm, “she will reach for us; water will get high, and see some rain.”

He fought to look upon the woman, doing the best to push down those thoughts that troubled him. Covered in that coat, any glimpse he had with her showed little for his imagination to take in. The shift of the boat caused her to sway, which pulled his gaze her way so it became tougher to hold those thoughts down.

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia listened to his words and nodded. The storm looked dangerous- wicked lightning strikes in the distance and ominous black clouds. It made Julia nervous for what was to come. They were on a boat in the ocean with a huge storm coming their way. Boats sunk. She wasn't a strong swimmer. There could be sharks.

A shiver ran down her spine.

The boat swayed and she caught herself on the railing.

"Alister, are you a good swimmer?" She asked. "I mean you must be if you work on a boat all the time..." She barely gave him time to answer before continuing. "I'm not that good of a swimmer. I rarely got to as a little girl and I'm not that good now."

She stared out at the water for a few moments and then turned to watch his movements as he controlled the ship.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Her stumble near the rail caused him to start, but he held fast. The waves weren’t nearly as strong as they could be, and she seemed small enough to be caught by the rail in these seas. Still, she was some ways from getting her sea legs.

He chuckled lightly when she asked about swimming. “No Lass, not good at’tall. Most of the boys aren’t. We donna get in the sea much. If we fall over, well … yur as good as gone. Would take a while to turn the ship and come back fa ye. Water be so cold that’n time you’ll too frozen to keep swimin’. Ain’t no need to be able to swim out ‘ere.”

He smiled at his words, part of the badge of courage that is being a sailor. Then he realized his audience. “Sorry, Lass, donna mean to scare ye.”

 

[momoftwins13]

Ain’t no need to be able to swim out ‘ere.”

Julia's heart skipped a beat. She glanced down at the black water and then took a few steps back, farther away from it, and closer to Alister. She was close to him but not close enough to touch.

Being a woman from the south, she loved to talk and couldn't stand silence, so after a few moments, she spoke again.

"Are you married, Alister? Do you have kids? It seems like it gets awfully lonely out here... Don't you ever get lonely or homesick? I get homesick. That's why I was in such a desperate way to get home..." She trailed off and winced.

She probably shouldn't keep reminding him about WHY she was here. He didn't want her here at all...

 

[ArcticAvenue]

“Nah, Lass,” he said quite easily. “Just me and the good ship these days. Been that way since I let me home when I was old enough to sail.”

He shrugged some, his eyes still cast out to sea as he talked, letting his thoughts roll outward. “Loneliness is a pain, see. Like in ya foot or head. We all gets ‘em. Some turn to doctors. Some to drink. Some to friends. I has the sea air for pain. I have me ship. She takes good care of me.”

His his mind, the wind was blowing across the high hills above the docks. Ahead of him was a young woman, just keeping pace to stay in front. The breeze blowing the summer dress and her long locks of hair. He couldn’t see her face,

Quickly, he had to catch those thoughts, put them away. Not now.

“And …” he stumbled, “you, Lass? Have ye family?”

 

[momoftwins13]

"I'm not married or anything. No kids. Just my parents. And theyre busy folks so its usually just me. I do volunteer work to keep myself busy but it gets boring sometimes... I bet you get all kinds of excitement out here".

A bolt of lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the distance. "The storm is getting closer" she remarked quietly. A particularly big wave hit the boat, tossing it a bit and causing Julia to stumble a bit, her arm bumping into his.

"Sorry" she muttered.

She took hold of a piece of railing to keep from falling again. "Daddy tells me I talk too much. He says its a southern woman thing... I guess I probably do. You probably enjoy your silence. If I talk to much just tell me and I can stop... Or walk away" she gave him a tiny smile.

"Do you ever have women?"

A little too late she realized what the question probably sounded like. "OH! I mean on the boat. Do women ever come on the boat? To travel or work? Not for... Yeah I didn't mean you personally..."' Finally she trailed off and shook her head.

"Im gonna stop talking now".

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He chuckled while the woman chattered on, about her family and home. It had a calming effect on him for the most part, a simple conversation with a stranger. When the wave washed up against the hull pulling her to him, again he was caught back up into some other thoughts. Surely it was just her arm against his, but in those bulky clothes she had on it could have been anything. Leading him to take a bit of a breath.

As she asked about the women, he started to smile. The way she babbled and festered over her nervousness was more than a little fetching. She was clearly a grown woman, but she almost sounded like a schoolgirl in her nervousness. For some reason, something in him made him blush a little himself.

“Not to worry Lass,” he responded to her, “better to hear your voice than not on these decks. Ain’t more than the excitement we had in years; we ain’t but a simple fishing boat.”

He let a space occur, a slow pause as he pondered the rest of the question. “And No Lass. You be the first of the women we seen. We are a fickle lot, fishermen we are. Can name a boat for a lass, but won’t let one on these decks. Maybe the spirit of the ship, afraid she might not like a girl messing with her boys.”

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia nearly groaned at her awkwardness. She really wasn't used to being around men all this much. Only her family members mostly. She sounded like an idiot. She listened quietly to his words.

"Oh... So if like I fall in the water or break a leg or something it's the ship being mad at me because I'm a girl?" She joked feebly.

The wind gusted again and more thunder rumbled in the distance. Her heart have a leap of unease. They were in the middle of the water with a huge storm brewing. What if the boat flipped? Or someone got washed overboard?

Instinctively she moved a step away from the side- and consequently towards Alister.

"I don't know how to really thank you for earlier... I know you mean are really pissed about it all... Would they have really tossed me.. Tossed me over? I mean... If you hadn't stepped in?"

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He blushed, more than blushed he felt his skin warm from the thanks. "Don't be thanking me from them, Lass," he said as his eyes cast downward. "It be my decision that they stand by. Ye be good to respect them for liscening to me."

He looked to her troubles on deck. She wouldn't have sea legs for ages and being up here only frightens her, yet the sea air would do her some good. Plus if he had her return to the cabin she would be there alone until the next watch well before sunrise.

So he thought of a trick they did when wee folk were scared on board.

"Come over here, Lass. Take the helm. I'll guide ye on the way it works and ye will have the control of our lives."

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia's eyes widened when he suggested that she take the helm. "Y-you want me to steer this thing?!" She asked incredulously. "No way I... I can't do that" she Sheryl her head no. "I'd hit a ... A rock or a ... A whale".

She stood there for a moment until he motioned we over. Taking a deep breath she took the few steps over to where he stood. She glanced at him worriedly.

"Where do I go? And how do I see where we are going?" She asked nervously. "What if something's out there that I can't see and I hit it? Then everybody would surely throw my overboard!"

She was nervous. And she tended to babble when she was nervous. But she never noticed that she was doing it until it was too late.

Slowly she stepped closer and placed her hand next to his, ready to take over the control of the ship.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

"Just keep it straight," he said as he stepped to the side to allow her to right in front of the wheel. "Grip it wit both ye hands, stand steady, look out beyond ta bow ahead of ye's."

It was a simple trick for those still learning. They grip so hard on the wheel it rarely turns, but gives them the chance to focus on something other than the waves. When she took hold of the wheel, he stepped behind her to help guide her if need be. The difference in their heights made this easy.

Standing there he could smell her over the sea. It was faintly of flowers, something nice. Again, he remembered she remained in those cabin boy's clothing and just a few thin threads separated him from her skin; and it made him swallow hard.

He looked out to the sea, giving himself something to focus on as well. "Don't ya worry too much about where we be goin'. The ship, she will get us there."

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia could feel the heat from Alister's body behind her and had to fight the urge to move back against him. It was cold out there to her body and she still trembled occasionally from the chill.

She did as he had said and focused on keeping the ship on the right course. It wasn't as hard as she had imagined.

"This isn't-" her sentence was interrupted by a big yawn. "Sorry. This isn't too hard" she said. "I'm sure it's bad during a storm though". She glanced nervously towards the ominous clouds coming closer and closer. Another chill wracked through her body. Throwing caution to the wind she stepped back until her back brushed his chest, but just barely.

Still, even that briefest contact made her blush and yet want more..

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He felt her body brush against his, and the touch of it was a bit of a shock.

"Swells," he murmured trying to give excuse for their swaying. Still the closeness of her was closing its grip.

Another wave and she brushed into him again. He didn't mind the feel of her close, warm body near warm body. The seas though didn't seem to be strong enough to sway each other together like this.

Then the ship dove over a wave stronger than before. It made him stagger forward and press her between the wheel and himself. In that moment he noticed the effect of those sinful thoughts as his enlarged member found the curve of her bottom through the cloths.

It may have been a moment but in his foggy mind and growing embarrassment it felt like ages. He pulled back and stepped once back.

With a cough and a mumble he said "sorry Lass."

 

[momoftwins13]

Several small brushes of her back against him and Julia wanted more contact. Why did she want to be up against this man, of all people? He had been nicer to her than she had ever imagined, but she was sure he probably still did not like her.

Suddenly the ship took a huge dip into a wave that sent Julia scrambling for hold on the big wheel. It must have taken even Alister by surprise because he suddenly pressed into her from behind.

Her eyes widened in shock as she felt what could only be an erection pressing against her bottom. He was attracted to her. The thought truly surprised her.

"Swells", she repeated his earlier words when he apologized.

She had been disappointed when he so suddenly moved back away from her. Obviously he wasn't comfortable with being aroused around her- as well he shouldn't be. It was improper for both of them to feel that way...

But in reality what about the entire situation was proper?

"I think you can take back over" she told Alister, stepping back and purposefully pressing against him, her butt to his front. "I'm a little chilly... I guess I can go grab a blanket or something from down below".

 

[ArcticAvenue]

In the embarrassment of the moment, he tried to look away from her. How dare he pressed himself into her, would she ever respect him again as one should respect their captain. When she first spoke afterwards he found she had enough decorum to not mention it.

Then she asked Alistair to take back over again. This only meant he could grab the wheel on either side of her, and the pull of the ship brought them closer. He accepted it, thinking only now his mind can wander to more mundane and off of the body that was so close to him.

Once it was in his hands, she stepped back into. He felt the curve of her bottom into him, The filling member found a home just in the groove of that shape. Her warmth radiated into his body. He fought to moan as the touch of her affected him.

Her words registered into his consciousness, but he struggled to keep his senses. This ship didn’t help matters, as it’s slow undulation allowed his hardness to move against her in slow steady shifts. It was then he realized the surprising truth of that moment, she stepped back into him. This was no accident.

“If you are cold,” he breathed between swells, “best be in the cabin. Will … be … some time … before I am relieved.” He grimaced. “That is, til next watch.”

 

[momoftwins13]

He didn't mention the fact that she had pressed against him. Either he thought it was an accident or he did want to acknowledge the fact that it wasn't an accident. But she could feel the hard ridge of him moving back and forth along her botto in a most erotic way.

When she mentioned being cold he suggested she go back to the cabin. She hesitated. She would rather stay up there with him. She didn't like being alone in that cabin.

"Would you rather I be down there?" She finally asked. She didn't want to be a pain to him. If he said he would rather he go down below she would without any fuss. But she hoped against all hope that he would say she could stay up and just go get a blanket.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

In no way was what he was doing was acceptable. In any circle, on any ship, with any woman, his lack of discretion now was scandalous. Yet there was nothing that could be more delicious than this moment with this girl, and his member sliding against her curve. With each roll of the ship over each wave, he moved the full length of his hardened member along the groove of her buttocks. From the moment he began to imagine her body in those thin threads, he was threatened by his own lust. Now, with guilt wracking the back of his head, his body continued its slide up and down the soft flesh hidden by her clothing.

Somewhere in his mind, he found the right answer to her question, “If ya cold … blanket be prudent.”

As if on cue, the ship tilted Port side from a wave. He stumbled slightly, and pulled a hand from the wheel to catch her. The hand landed onto her stomach, right where her shirt met her pants. His arm wrapped around her, and now the hand felt the warmth from her torso.

Without even acknowledging this, his mouth stammered, “If ye tired .. the bunk be better.”

 

[momoftwins13]

Alister's reflexes were fast. As the ship tilted to the left, Julia did too, but he was there to catch her. His big, work roughened hand spreading across her abdomen, right above where the men's pants met the shirt. She suddenly wished that she had on proper clothes- something that would make her look nicer than she did. She wanted to impress Alister.

She was about to say she would stay up when she yawned and thought again.

"Will you be coming to your bed when you get relieved?" She asked quietly. At his nod, she made a decision.

"I will go to the bunk room... But please promise to wake me when you come in so you can have your bed".

She wished suddenly he would just climb in that bed with her, snuggle up behind her where she would feel his...

Shaking the thought away she gave him a small smile and then turned back to fonts the bunk room. She climbed into the comfort of his bed, inhaling the scent of him from the sheets. She found the pillow that smelled most like him and snuggled up to it, falling asleep rather quickly. She wasn't aware that as she slept, the shirt she was wearing rode up, exposing her flat belly and lean hips where the pants sagged slightly from being so big.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

She left, and for the first time in too long, he breathed. The boat sailed on over the waves, he kept the watch in the dark of the night, and he finally was left with his thoughts. Shame overtook him. How dare he molest that poor girl, someone he only met hours before. There was no reason that an upstanding, godfearing man like Alister should take advantage of this girl.

Yet she did not move away.

He could still feel the heat of her body next to him. He could still smell her hair. Most of all he could feel that way her curves merged with his. How so easily he could lay into her and mold his body into hers. In that brief moment where his hand found the littlest of flesh on her stomach he almost lost all of his self control.

It could have been a few heartbeats, it could have been hours, but when old Chester came up on deck he had the opportunity to be relieved. Chester said his bunk was rattling more than normal, saying it was bad luck of the girl that woke him in the night, but since he saw the Captain taking the night watch and since this trip needs fresh eyes, he relieved his Captain.

Entering the cabin with a candle lit, he saw she was asleep in the bunk. Her light hair covered her face and the pillow, which to him meant he could keep the candle lit until he was ready. He pulled his boots off quietly to not wake her, but his eyes remained her way. He told himself it was to look for signs of becoming too noisey. In the dim light, though, her body brighten the bed. Most of her back was exposed by the rising shirt. The pants drooped so that her bottom peeked out. She was as uncovered as any woman he’d seen in years, and there in his bunk. Maybe not of her own doing, but he couldn’t ignore the reinvigorated stirring he felt seeing her this way.

He looked to the floor. Water had come in through a window from the waves and wet the bedroll. That hadn’t happened before, but nothing he could do about it now. He blew out the candle, that was the last thing he did that he felt was in his control. Somewhere he had removed his shirt, slid his leathers off, and moved to the bunk in only his long woolen britches. He slide beside her in the bunk, laying his head down onto the pillow. At first, he just lay in the gap between the edge of the bunk and her, but to do this he had to lay behind her, like two spoons on a table. Once again, the smell of her took over his senses. Her warmth was near, and he ached to reach for her to feel her once more.

 

[momoftwins13]

Julia never stirred when Alister climbed into bed behind her, spoon position. He didn't touch her immediately but apparently at some point during their slumer, Amber subconsciously rolled toward him until her ass was nestled against his growing and her back was against his chest. His arm was slung across her in a possessive position.

Eventually she stirred from her slumber, awakening slowly to the most delicious feeling of being wrapped close to Alister. She stiffened for a moment, trying to remember what was going on. But he was just sleeping as she had been. They were merely cuddled together.

She shifted slightly, trying not to wake him but needing to stretch out. She moved slowly but it apparently wasn't enough because eventually she felt him shift behind and she grimaced.