Aboard the "Dark Lady"

[lil miss curious]

I took another swig from the bottle as Norton approached me. Not willing to wait i met Norton half way and started violently kissing him. After getting undressed i slowly ran my finger along his dick making him shuder and it quiver. I slowly moved down and put his cock in my mouth. I started slow but then picked up the pace and started pumping on his shaft. I could feel he was ready to cum and then i stoped and layed back on the bed. Using two fingers I spread open my pussylips and said "Now baby it's your turn to put that somewhere"

 

[Steiner]

Now that Karisma and he were alone again, the Captain threw himself back in his chair - an open admittance of his frustration and anger he would never have made had he not been alone with her.

"Dammit, Karisma, you know you're more ruthless than I am in that regard, but I think you might be right. The only way to stop the crew from causing trouble is to either claim her as booty myself with an eye to selling the wench later, or to set up a rota for the crew."

He felt the frustration mounting in him again.

"Either damn way it'll take the mens edge off for a few weeks - and we have an appointment with the Spanish Treasure Fleet. How many times in their career does a Pirate get everything in the right place at the right time to be able to carry this off?"

 

[poohlive]

Bridgette didn't know how good she really was, or maybe she did. He had a feeling she did, most women knew. Most women who went behind that veil of weakness and realized just how powerful their sex was. They could use it to create or destroy. Yes, Bridgette knew all too well.
He went to her, lying there, smooth with sweat and sex slicking off her body. He spread her legs, letting them wrap around him, pressing his full body against her.
All of the pain and frustrations of the night eased as he entered her, slow and steady. His cock moved passed heated moist flesh, every inch cradling him, caressing him.
As always, she was soo tight, he felt he could cum just as soon as he was fully inside.
Norton nibbled on her neck, staying inside her, wanting that feeling enclosed around him, needing it.
He moved out, pushing back again. His whole body shook with anticipation, over hers. As his hips rolled, on their own accord, pushing and meeting her strokes, he couldn't help but let out a groan.
He wanted to start a slow pace, something nice and easy, but with each stroke he could feel himself moving faster and faster. In the end, his body took over, invading hers, fucking her without malice. His balls slapped against the underside of her ass, with each stroke, they both lunged forward on the bad, like a wave crashing against the shore, only to ebb back to their original spots to start over again.
"Oh, yes," he cried, his mouth, clumsy and fumbling, found hers.

 

[lil miss curious]

He invaded me eager for release. Every pound made a sloshing sound with my wettness. We began to kiss but soon i arched and moaned in pleasure as he sucked my tit into his mouth and assaulted it with his tounge. I wrapped my legs around him squeasing with his every stroke to make sure i got it all in me. I raked my nails down his back and grabbed his ass as i nibbled on his neck. I could feel and orgasm coming over me. But i could keep going becaue i had the talent of having multiple orgasms

 

[papillon24]

Karisma

"I say take her yer self fisrt. Not everyday you come across an innocent like her. Did ye not notice the innocence coursing throught that one. She be ideal for a bit o fun."

Karisma made her way back to his lap back to where she had been before the unwanted interuption, and let light kisses fall on his neck.

"In the mean time captian....let's relieve a little tension"

 

[Steiner]

In the heat of the moment, before, he'd forgotten about the ethical considerations of taking his second in command. Karisma was many things to him, a friend, a strong right arm and a confidante in time of trouble.

None of that mattered now.

As her lips gently brushed his neck and as she pressed down on the hardness in his lap, he found that all these weighty issues resolved themselves into a single, crystal clear, imperative.

His hands slid up her back, and he thrust his hips up slightly, grinding himself into her. His own lips dropped kisses onto her neck and he gently nibbled where her neck joined her shoulder.

 

[poohlive]

Something ravaged her as he continued his own assault. He felt her, unaware of her own actions, an orgasm sliding into her. She held onto him, and he could only fuck her more eager and desired of that feeling. He wanted her to let go under him, to buckle as his cock drove like hot steel into her.
It was afire with passion now, pins and needles flashing over his sweaty skin. Taut muscles played under that skin driving and forcing every part of him to be in her, with her, need her.
He did need her.
He felt himself grow tight, every inch of him hold back the inevitable release. He threw himself over her, cumming deep inside, unable to do anything more than roll his hips into that sweetened pink tenderness that he had always craved.
His breathing was harsh and hollow on her neck, his entire body screaming with both pleasure and pain.
With trembling lips, he kissed her.

 

[Adapt]

“HEY, HEY! Aren’t you the cook!” one of the deckhands shouted turning from the attention towards the two, then started to laugh in a drunken fit as he stumbled against another, finally being pushed away into another…

“You didn’t just shove this drunken into me, see!” the man without an eye screamed…

“YEA!, I DID” the other bellowed and swung at him, connecting his cheek…

Another man joined, and then another, a brawl on deck ensued…

Countless men fell against the massive cook, separating him from Kit, wild swings of balled fists went every which direction…

Yelling was heard and then things were thrown…

“You didn’t just call me that!”

“YEA I DID!”

“WHO THREW THAT!”

“OUCH, that really hurt!”

Still the fist rocketed across each others flesh, then a hand clasping around Kit’s hand and dragging her below deck, it was dark, maybe to dark, all she could see was that it was a massive figure that held her, maybe Santanna, but he had no gut on him, soon they walked into some light, only to reveal it was Jared who had her by her hand…

“Do not speak child, unless you want to sacrifice your life…” his words were soft but demanding as he led her down the ally ways of the bowels of the deck, hand nearly bruising her own…

“Now Kit” he still thought she was a he…

“Why did Santanna have you by the hands like this?” he questioned letting her hand go as he opened the door to his room, his hand soon upon her back and leading her inside his massive quarters…

The low thud of his door closing was light as he made sure no one followed from the brawl on deck…

“Do not worry about Santanna, he can handle himself, plus Laven will take care of things up there…”

He was a well-spoken man, contradictory to the crew; his hygiene was well kept as she could see, and his hair was neat and his complexion clean…

This was her first time face to face with this intimidating man, and if his height wasn’t intimidating enough, his well toned muscular frame and ability to kill you was…

“Take a seat Kit…” his hand out stretched slightly point to a seat at the table…

His living area was very nice, a personal bathing area, gold furnishings, paintings and portraits and even windows to look out into the vast seas…

Pulling a bottle of wine from his foot locker he poured her a glass and himself one…

 

[Leetah]

Kaitlyn & Santanna

Kaitlyn hardly knew what to do next when they were spotted. The men were shouting so much, she froze, unable to move a step further. She felt herself separated from Santanna suddenly, and her sapphire eyes widened in terror. She cringed from the blows that surrounded her, somehow miraculously missing her, and then her hand was grabbed and she was pulled below deck. The grip was almost too tight, and she couldn't make out who was pulling her along. He was large enough to be Santanna, but the outline of his body did not look right. Then, as they passed through a small ray of light, to her horror she realized that she was being 'rescued' by none other than Jared.

“Do not speak child, unless you want to sacrifice your life…”

~Speak?!~ she thought wildly ~I don't think I could if I dared!~ She had no idea if he knew who she truly was or where he was taking her.

“Now Kit... Why did Santanna have you by the hands like this?”

Kaitlyn realized then that Jared did not yet know who she truly was, and she was relieved for the moment. Now she had to decide what she was going to do about this situation, as he maneuvered her into what had to be his own quarters.

“Do not worry about Santanna, he can handle himself, plus Laven will take care of things up there…”

She nodded dumbly, still unable to find her voice. She knew that Santanna could, indeed, handle himself and the crew. She knew she had to answer Jared's question, for he was waiting. He was showing more patience with her than she would have expected. He was very well-spoken, she found, and very handsome, a fact she'd not noticed before, due to her terror of the man and his reputation.

“Take a seat Kit…” He indicated a seat at his table, and she took it, watching him move about the beautifully furnished cabin. He took out a bottle of wine, poured her a glass, then himself one. He then seated himself opposite her, and looked at her expectantly. Kaitlyn knew she had to speak now, and she felt she had better tell him the truth, hoping that once he knew that Captain Reaper knew the truth about her, he would not harm her.

Bringing the glass to her lips, she took a small sip to wet them. "Santanna was holding onto me due to the Captain's orders, Sir." Kaitlyn deliberately did not give her voice the low pitch she had tried to maintain before. Looking this intimidating man straight in the eye, she gave him a quick version of just who she was and how she came to be aboard the Dark Lady. Finishing her story quickly, she raised her chin a bit, although her lips and quite frankly her body were both trembling. "The Captain gave Santanna permission to look after me until he decides what to do with me. We were on our way back to the galley when the brawl happened."

Unable to meet his gaze any longer, she dropped her eyes and drank the rest of her wine in one swallow, waiting to see what Jared's reaction would be.

Santanna

The massive cook groaned in disbelief when they were spotted. He felt the girl freeze in her tracks and the next thing he knew, they were surrounded by shouts and flying fists. Her hand was pulled from his own, and as he pushed the rowdy crew members away, he tried to see where Kaitlyn had gotten to. He lost sight of her, and then she seemed to have vanished. Santanna hoped against hope that she might have made her way unnoticed to the galley, but he feared not.

Between he and Laven, they managed to knock some heads together and calm the men down. As soon as possible, Santanna hurried as much as he was capable of, hoping the girl was waiting in the galley, but no such luck. Groaning aloud, he said "Now where have ye gotten off to, Lass?" He began to try to think where to look for her.

 

[Adapt]

Nodding he looked down to her, his finger taking her chin softly…

“Its not right to look down, makes you look weak” as he raised her gaze to view him, a smile on his cheeks, only her, Santanna and Laven have ever seen him with a smile on…

“You know, your story is interesting.” As he rose to his feet, his hand curled around his drink, letting it slide down his throat with ease, the fiery brew hadn’t even fazed him as he turned to look back at her, his fingers then crawling across the belt that kept his should brace on, letting it drop to the lavish bed spread, his form exposed fully to her, the large undaunted and unblemished beauty of his muscles as he stretched, his form was greatly outlined, his muscles like long streams of beautiful sinew as she saw them move under his wondrous skin…

He sighted softly as he turned to look at her…

“Your travels must have been daunting…” he spoke as he neared her, his fragrance soft yet overpowering sensually, something you would expect from a woman, but the fragrance had a strong dominate scent to it…

His eyes trailed down her form as he stood next to her…

He yawned softly as he moved back to his seat, his locks moved with an eerie ease as he took his seat, the seemed to frame his formed cheeks and accenting his deep blue eyes…

“Please do tell me more” his voice was deep, but passionately soothing as he took the last sip to his drink, another glass he poured then topped off her drink…

 

[papillon24]

She felt her body weaken at the feel of his hands. His lips pressed against her neck and a slight groan escaped he lips. she soon found her lips meeting his as her finger danced around under his shirt slowly undoing button after button till it fell open. her lips caressed his and sloly moved down his neck making sure to nibble at his collarboan before continuing htier journy along his chest.

the rest of the ship didn't matter at this point as her hips ground against his growing arousal and groans escaped his lips.

 

[Steiner]

As he thrust his hips up underneath her, grinding his hardness against her body, he realised how long it had been since he'd let go like this. Karisma's body was lithe, vibrant and vibrated like a bow string under his hands, and he foudn himself reacting strongly to her femininity - quality he hadn't even known she'd posessed.

She had pushed him back against the chair, her quick, darting, fingers easing the shirt open and back off his shoulders. He felt her lips leave his and then slide down his body and groaned at the sensation. His own fingers traced the curve of her jaw, neck and shoulders - in a hurry to know the feel of her against him.

He began loosening the buttons on her shirt as she kissed her way across his chest.

 

[Leetah]

Kaitlyn

The next thing she knew, Kaitlyn felt large, warm fingers tilting her chin upward, to meet Jared's deep blue gaze.

"Its not right to look down, makes you look weak.” His warm smile took any sting out of the words, and she found herself marvelling that this intimidating man could smile. She had more than half-expected to be chained up somewhere by now, with Jared plying his whip to her bare flesh.

“You know, your story is interesting.”

Kaitlyn watched as he rose, tossed back his drink and glanced at her again. He moved gracefully over to the bed, and she found he reminded her of a big cat, as he stretched after dropping his brace onto his bed. He did have a beautiful form. She found herself aching to sketch him, suddenly.

Jared gave a deep sigh and looked into her own sapphire eyes again. “Your travels must have been daunting…” She watched him as he moved closer, catching a whiff of the heady cologne he wore. It was a very masculine scent, and she found she liked it. His eyes slid down her slender figure, and she swallowed at his scrutiny.

Yawning, he moved back to sit across from her again. “Please do tell me more.” Kaitlyn found herself relaxing somewhat, as he still had made no indication of being angry with her or the situation. The yawn also made her realize just how weary she was herself. She figured Santanna was probably searching for her as well, by now. She sipped at the glass of wine again, not really paying attention to what she was doing.

"There isn't really much more to tell. I don't know what the Captain will do with me. There was just simply nothing else I could do." A tremble crept into her voice. Kaitlyn found she felt very light-headed suddenly and ready to cry. ~It must be the wine~ she thought dazedly, as she was not used to drinking very much at all. "I know I should get back to Santanna, if I may...I'm certain he must be searching for me..." She rose to her feet, tried to take a step, and found that her legs would not work at all. Suddenly, she found herself sitting on the floor, looking up at Jared as the room spun slowly.

 

[Adapt]

He chuckled lowly as he looked down to her…

“No more wine for you” he smiled and pulled her to her feet softly…

Placing her back into her seat, he poured her a new brew, something that helps with alcohol; he smiled as he offered her a glass, placing it on the table…

“I hardly doubt your capable of leaving, I bet you couldn’t even reach the door, let alone turn the knob… “ he chuckled lowly as he downed another glass of the burning liquid, then placing it aside, she remaindered him of his niece he left on an island…

“You remind me of my sisters daughter, her name is Eiien, she is kind of small, much like you, she likes to sing, and she has quite a talent.” Taking another deep sip of the glass…

“Someday you might meet her, I send her and her family from what I make on the seas and they write me back, they live a lavish life… coming from a family of 12 brothers and 8 sisters, you can imagine how much money goes back to the family…” he chuckled…

“I imagine my words must be tiring…” he looked over to her, then taking to his feet…

Setting up a cozy little place for her to bed, at the other side of the room was a small well-made cot, he placed a soft pillow upon it and thick coverings to protect her from the nights breezes…

“You shall sleep here tonight and tomorrow we will find out about your situation…” Snapping a finger, his room caretaker came in from the other room…

“Tell Santanna that Kit is well and safe with me, I’ll keep the vultures of the crew away from her for the night” she smiled and nodded and left as quickly as she had entered…

 

[papillon24]

Karisma

Her body was on fire at every single touch he made. She had never thought that this situation would be possible. Never before had she had a desire quite like this one. His hands drove every nerve in her body crazy with passion and desire.

For so log she had to be hard and tough on the outside never letting anyone near her. Now she was going to be seen as a woman as well as a companion and confidant to the captian.

With a single movement she removed the light shirt from her frame and tossed it aside and let her lips find the captians neck once again

 

[Steiner]

Karisma tossed aside the shirt, and Rieper's eyes and hands raced to be the first to touch her skin. Her body was unlike any he'd known before, a strange mixture of feminine curves and hard planes of muscle. The small scars from burns and blades that any pirate picked up in their career didn't disfigure her, they merely accentuated her differentness, her beauty.

Her lips were busy at his neck, making his head arch back in pleasure, but his hands were perfectly free to slide up the rippled stomach, with its bands of muscle, and up over her ribs until he was gently cupping her breasts in his hands. His fingertips worked in whorls over her skin as his thumbs sought out nipples that were already tightening from the attention.

 

[Leetah]

Kaitlyn & Santanna

Jared was laughing softly at her, but not in a mean way. Kaitlyn knew she must look ridiculous sitting on the floor, but she could not seem to find her feet temporarily.

“No more wine for you.”

The tall man smiled at her and pulled her to her feet, helping her back to her seat with care. He poured her another drink, explaining it would help her, and urged her to drink it down. She hesitated at first, but disliking the helpless sensation she felt, she decided to try it. Wrinkling her nose at the taste and scent, she managed to get most of it down.

“I hardly doubt your capable of leaving, I bet you couldn’t even reach the door, let alone turn the knob… "

Her head still felt very muddled, even after drinking the other concoction, but Kaitlyn felt that he was probably correct. She wasn't sure she even knew where the door was at present. Sitting where she was didn't seem too unpleasant a prospect at the moment.

“You remind me of my sisters daughter, her name is Eiien, she is kind of small, much like you, she likes to sing, and she has quite a talent.”

She liked listening to him talk. His voice was deep and soothing, and she found herself relaxing at last. She found herself a bit discomfitted that she reminded him of his neice, and she didn't understand why that would bother her.

“Someday you might meet her, I send her and her family from what I make on the seas and they write me back, they live a lavish life… coming from a family of 12 brothers and 8 sisters, you can imagine how much money goes back to the family…”

She watched him drink and listened to him, wondering just how often he talked about his family, or had conversations such as this with anyone. Very little, she would guess. ~He has a good heart~ she thought, liking him more and more by the minute, not realizing that some of her feelings were induced by her inebriated state. She would have liked Jared nonetheless, but perhaps not with the same emotion.

“I imagine my words must be tiring…” He glanced at Kaitlyn.

"Oh, no, not at all. I was enjoying listening." Her tongue felt a bit heavy as she answered, and he chuckled again. She watched as he moved across the room to set up a cot.

“You shall sleep here tonight and tomorrow we will find out about your situation…”

~Here!~ she thought ~Sleep here...in the same room with him...~ The idea did not bother her as much as she might have guessed, once again another attribute of the alcohol still working in her system. At least he had made her her own place, and would not take her to his own bed.

Kaitlyn listened as he instructed his steward to inform Santanna of her whereabouts for the night. She couldn't help but wonder what the big man would think, but she knew she'd be safe here at least. She was still seated in the chair, and now she'd have to make her way over to the cot. She rose unsteadily, but kept her feet this time, making her way slowly over to the cot. She sat down on it, and bent to pull off a boot. That was a mistake, as she lost her balance and once again landed on the floor. Even though the alcohol was slowly disappating in her bloodstream, she was unused to any, so it was taking longer to sober her up.

Santanna

He had been searching all over the ship for his wayward charge, cursing all the while, but had had no luck. He wasn't about to go back and let Captain Reaper know he'd lost the girl, but he'd searched almost everywhere. Santanna had gone back to the galley in frustration, to try and think where else she might be and with whom. He gulped down a mug of ale, and was just about to head out to check with Norton, when Jared's steward entered the galley.

She quickly informed him where Kaitlyn was and that she was safe. Santanna snorted, and nodded. "Thank ye Lass, for tellin' me. Now send this message back t'th' Boy. Tell 'im to remember the Cp'n'll be wantin' 'er whole til 'e decides what t'do with 'er. I know 'e will, but ne'erth'less..." The girl nodded and headed back toward Jared's cabin.

Sighing heavily, the old cook sank back down onto his stool. "Ah, Lass....we'll see what the 'morrow brings..."

 

[papillon24]

A slight gasp escaped her lips as his fingers grazed her nipples causing them to harden, gently at first then rougher.

She wrapped her arms around him drawing him. With a sudden movement she pulled him to the floor on top of her.

"Aye captian. your touch in one I'd never expect"

 

[Steiner]

Pulled off balance, he landed atop her with the thigh of one leg between hers. His hands had slipped from her breasts in the fall and were now either side of her shoulders, supporting his body just off hers from the waist up.

From the waist down, however, their limbs were tangled tightly, providing them leverage for the grinding that both their hips were doing. Dropping his head, he bit lightly on the flesh beneath her collarbone and above her breast, letting the passion blind him to everything but the woman beneath him. His hips ground down, pressing the aching hardness of him into the soft but firm thigh beneath him. Her hips lifted beneath him, grinding the heat of her into his own thigh. His hands dropped to the waist of her breeches as he realised they were both more than ready.

 

[Adapt]

Smiling softly, he moved over to her, taking to his knees, her fingers tracing over the laces of her boot and pulling it off her foot, looking up to her with a smile as he slid over to the other and pulled the other off and tucking it under the cot…

“Your clumsy, got some alcohol still in you?” he asked with a soft smile, his fingers tracing over the soft skin of her foot, looking towards her toes, his smile softly broadening, it had been a long time since he had seen a delicate body on the ship, maybe to long, also reminding him of his absent of a partner on the skin…

Sighing softly he looked up to her, his fingers tracing up her calves before pulling away such a tender touch, his eyes trailed up her form and locked eyes with her, oh there were many things he would love to do with her, but like he had always did he held back such emotions, still always trying to keep it from showing thru his eyes, he had always had a bad time with that unless he was angry with the crew…

Moving to his feet, looking down to her with a smile, his gingers tracing her cheeks, his thumb sliding across the raised cheek bone, his fingers sliding across her ear and tucking back a stray strand of her hair to behind her ear…

“so young, I cant imagine why you would want to be on the ship” he sighed as he pulled his warm digits away from her, turning towards his bathroom to clean himself before bed

 

[papillon24]

A slight gigle escaped her lips at the amusement of their situation. The thought quickly fled her mind as her ground against her. She felt her body lose control at his touch. She wanted him and need more.

She knew that he wanted the same. She could feel his manhood swelling with every grind and each tiny bite get a bit harder. From time to time it would make her wince bet noting would stop this activity anytime soon.

 

[Steiner]

She giggled, as if amused, but she also pressed her hips up against his - and the flush that was tinting her skin also betrayed her feelings.

Captain Rieper let his mouth travel down her body as he slid down her, flicking his tongue over one of her nipples, then nibbling kisses down her belly until he reached her waist. His hands urged her hips up off the floor as he popped the buttons on her breeches and started to slip them from her hips.

As she was revealed his mouth travelled over the newly exposed flesh, kissing her thighs, her hips and travelling in decreasing circles towards the juncture of her thighs.

 

[Leetah]

Kaitlyn

Kaitlyn felt herself flushing with embarassment at Jared's kindness, as he smiled gently at her again, coming to her aid. He pulled her boots off with such tender care, she was amazed. His fingers on the soft skin of her foot made her shiver, for it was a delicious feeling. It made her tingle slightly in many places, all over her body.

“Your clumsy, got some alcohol still in you?” His tone was light and teasing as he spoke. He looked over her small foot as he traced the skin, his touch soft and gentle. She would not have thought that this big man would be capable of such tenderness, nor of causing her to feel anything but fear. She found herself very confused at the sensations he was causing her to have. His fingers moved upwards, caressing her calf very intimately, and again causing her to shiver with pleasure. His eyes moved up her slender body and locked with hers, and there was a sweetness in his gaze that belied the way he treated the men. The light in his eyes spoke volumes, but then the curtain was drawn over his gaze again, and she saw nothing but humour in them again.

Gently, his callused fingers strayed over her cheek, and he pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, much as a lover might do. Then he took his hand away slowly, and Kaitlyn found she immediately missed the warmth of his touch. He sighed and said “So young, I can't imagine why you would want to be on the ship” Before she could answer, he was moving away toward the other room. More confused than ever, Kaitlyn pulled herself to her feet and onto the cot. She was exhausted and it felt wonderful to lie still at last. She felt herself drifting quickly into the realm of sleep.

She seemed to be back at home suddenly. She was in the drawing room again, and wearing one of her prettiest dresses, and waiting for someone. Her Uncle came into the room and grabbed her wrist, dragging her along in an unbreakable grip. She fought him, but seemed to have no strength. He dragged her into what now appeared to be a dungeon cell. Quickly, he chained her wrists above her head, closing iron manacles around them. Smiling an evil smile, he called out and Edgar walked in, holding a large knife, his eyes glowing. He slowly strolled over to her and cut her dress away, until she stood there in her underthings, and then he cut those away too, leaving her naked. His eyes burned into her as he moved closer, his hands roaming over her flesh, pinching and hurting her. She could not seem to make a sound....her voice seemed to have deserted her. Now Uncle Hiram called out again, and the crew members from the Dark Lady began filing in.

"Yes, that's right boys, we'll see just how high and mighty she is after you're all done with her...." her Uncle said gleefully. "Now, who'll be first?"

As the men moved toward her, Kaitlyn finally seemed to find her voice and began to scream. She was still screaming when she felt warm, large hands shaking her.

 

[Adapt]

After so many moments he stepped back into the room and heard her scream, he ran towards her, dropping to his knees as his large hands curled around her shoulders and shook her slightly…

“Hey, hey, Kat!” he spoke wit no harshness sin his tone, his fingers pleaded with her to wake, as he pulled her up to sit on the cot, his eyes walking her as he pulled her to sit…

“Kat…. Wake up…. Your having a bad dream” he called out to her, again the absents of a harsh tone as he suggested she fall out of her dream…

He could see her eyes slowly shift and slightly open as he held her…

“Kat… you ok?” he asked as she stirred, he was not usually dressed, his pants removed and only undergarments that reached the mid of his thighs remained, his hair was regally formed into long stings of beautiful golden silver hair that was pulled back behind him…

“Seems you had a bad dream” he smiled down to her, again the look of passion swirled in his eyes as he leaned closer, to her, she could feel his hot breathing tickling the sensations against her neck as he leaned in closer, his fingers burning circles of heated lust against her creamy skin, all he wanted was a kiss, to feel another’s lips, to taste, touch them…

His lips seemed to draw closer…

Losing words he leans in closer, their eyes locked, separation could only be afforded if she didn’t feel the same ways towards him, intensive icy blue eyes, seemed to get lost into hers as he pulled closer, lips barely touching, his lips whispering how she looked as the moon hit her, she could hear those words under the touch of her own lips as he tilted his head and pressed a gentle kiss to her, his hands soon found themselves to be wrapped around her wrist and pulling her hands backs so she fell into the cot, him along with her, his so perfectly formed had seemingly found a match with hers, molding so perfectly to hers as his tongue found her lips and pressed for entrance, his breathing was still slow and continuous as he breathed his heated passion filled breathing along her upper lip, finally finding that it stuttered as he offered his breathing, before taking her own, the taste of her supple skin was more superior then he had imagined as his hands clenched tight to her wrist, being careful not to harm such a delicate sculpture of heavenly flesh…

Suddenly he found his senses and pulled back, nearly violently from the deep kiss, lips breaking, saliva shared seeped from his lips down to hers, a trial of sweet saliva connected them for a moment before sagging and gone into the gleam of her own lips…

“I, I cant do this” he softly spoke as he looked down to her, her form arrayed as an angel, his fingers pulled from her wrist, fingers, tender and pleasure laced slid down long her wrist, the touch of fine silk, never marred ended at her elbows as he pulled away…

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself” he panted briefly as he stood up to his feet, his head still slightly spinning as he started to walk…

“Good night Kit…” he spoke a slight hesitation in his divine voice as he looked back to her, the rays of the moon had soaked her in deep whites and shaded her in deep blues, such a beautiful girl, a shame he could do noting more with her…

 

[Leetah]

Kaitlyn

Kaitlyn felt the hands shaking her, warm and real, but she couldn't seem to free herself of the nightmare at first.

“Hey, hey, Kat!” The voice was deep and soothing, familiar, but the terrors still held her, her eyes closed tightly, shaking her head slightly. She felt herself being gently pulled into a sitting position, still shaken gently. “Kat…. Wake up…. Your having a bad dream.” Now she finally managed to break free of the fiends of sleep, her eyelids fluttering open and focusing on the tall man whose hands grasped her upper arms ever so softly.

“Kat… you ok?” Everything about Jared spoke of tenderness at the moment. Even in her befuddled state, Kaitlyn couldn't help but notice that he was barely dressed, clad only in underthings, the rest of his magnificent body bare. He was absolutely breathtaking to behold, particularly in the moonlight streaming into the cabin. The light caught in his hair, turning it into burnished metal, as he looked down at her. He smiled softly.

“Seems you had a bad dream.” He was leaning in towards her now, and she saw the same light in his eyes that she had seen earlier before he had closed his emotions to her gaze. She felt his warm breath flowing over her exposed throat, and found she liked the sensation. His hands felt as if they were burning into her skin, but not painfully. He was moving towards her, his lips getting closer and closer. Kaitlyn found herself wanting his kiss, again, surprised that this man could inspire any emotion but fear in her. Perhaps it was just the need for the touch of another human being right at that moment, still so close to the terror of the dream, but she knew instinctively that that was not the entire reason.

The icy blue eyes locked on hers, and seemed to say 'you have the power to end this if you choose'. She could not...did not want to. Now his lips brushed hers, and he was murmuring to her how beautiful she was bathed in the moonlight, almost words of love. She had never been spoken to in such a manner, and it was intoxicating, even more so than the alcohol she'd consumed earlier. His hands crept downward to her wrists, and lifted them, holding them as if she were made of fine porcelain. He was kissing her a bit more firmly, but still very softly, as they fell, in slow motion back onto the cot.

Their bodies moulded together, and Kaitlyn could feel every inch of Jared's hard flesh pressing against her softness. He felt good, marvelous, in fact. She felt so protected and safe at the moment, and gave herself up to the kiss. She felt his tongue trace her lips, a new sensation entirely, and was unable and unwilling to deny its request for entrance. The kiss deepened until she was sharing his breath, and longing for something she could not put a name to. His fingers tightened on her wrists, but not painfully. She returned the kiss with ardor, hoping it would never end.

Then, Jared's lips were wrenched almost violently from hers, and her eyes flew open, seeing him sit back up, looking down at her with an unfathomable expression on his face. Had she done something wrong? “I, I cant do this.” His voice was soft, and had a note of regret and possibly even sadness in it. His eyes stayed locked on her, drinking her in, passion still lingering in the depths of his gaze.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Kaitlyn wondered if she had given him the impression somehow that she found his attentions unwanted. She wanted to speak, but did not know what to say. She reached out a hand towards him, but he had already turned his back to her and was moving slowly away. “Good night Kit…” She let her hand drop back to the bed, suddenly registering that he had called her Kat before, and now was back to Kit. A wave of disappointment washed over her, wondering what she had done wrong. She watched as he glanced back at her, his gaze now completely unreadable. He hesitated for a moment, then moved to his own bed.

Kaitlyn lay there, pondering what had just happened. She stared up at the ceiling, listening to the creak of the ship and the far away shouts of the crew that were on night watch. She heard Jared turn restlessly in his own bed, and wondered what his thoughts were and what the morrow would bring. She felt sleep slowly claiming her again, and found herself thinking idly how nice it would be to have Jared's arms about her as she slept.