Black Hawk's Treasure

"What?" Thomas couldn't quite understand why she had flipped out. For a moment, he just stared at her wild temprament with misunderstanding.
"What? What in the hell are you talking about? Ashley, stop."
He had thought this was all over and done with, and now she seemed to go haywire over something. He wanted to call a few of his men in, to possibly detain her. Had she decided to flip? He could tie her up, put her in the brig... if the brig would hold her.
"Stop, damnit. Stop. I told you, I don't want some stupid fight on this ship that will cost lives. You can't call your people every time you don't like something that's done on this ship. We work together, or we all get into a fight over just who's ship this is. I'm not having it any other way, Ashley. This is not going to be a war every time you have another of your tantrums."
Thomas tried to calm everyone down, knowing for a fact he saw more than the Preacher go for his weapon.
"Guys, guys, please. A misunderstanding..." He gave a harsh whisper to Ashley, "What in the hell jumped up your bonnet? British slut? I must have hit you harder than I thought..."
 
Krysta ~

Trying to stay true! Some how in the strangest way this felt right, bout as strange as it was for him to trust me.

"Staying true to a man that's been fighting with his ex ever since she came back....... now they are both stuck on the same ship."

Flinched some when I heard her beyond angry voice calling out to that Preach person. Still I reamained, there wasn't much she can do to Thomas cept shoot 'em and till I hear that gun fire, shall not interfer.

The feeling and warmth that Rodger was providing, indeed was winning. Even if I was with Thomas right now, he'd be so angry and hurt because of Ash, that I didn't really want to deal that right now. Sadly enough. Been dealing with his emotions over her the past few years, and his anger of her the past few days. Guess, in a odd little way, this is a break from it all.

"Whisper things to me..... I don't care what it is... tell of the ship that I would buy and be in charge of...... just like how your lips and sweet words feel."

Looked over to him, the way the night made him look was even more brilliant than the deceding sun. More alluring and even more so tempting. Turned my head enough to bring his lips to mine letting both our tongues dance with passion, slight hint of salty taste from the tears that broke free.
Whispered softly as his lips moved across to my neck and ear, the hot breath of his whispering words made me melt.
 
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Rodger Flint

The kiss was exquisite. Not rushed or overly-passionate like the last one. This kiss was tender, expressive. It told Rodger all he needed to know about the pain Krysta recieved from her lover and his ex being together again. It told of the worry that old flames die hard. It told of the deep need within Krysta herself to be kept warm and safe.

Rodger returned the kiss greatfully and stroked her cheek with one worn finger.

He looked into her eyes, "In your ship, ye will be the queen of the sea. The perfect bride for Posidon himself. I can see her now. No bulky man-o-war for you, nor a fat and slow merchant ship. Ye'll fly the sea in a graceful sloop. Her lines will be trim and neat and she'll cut through the water like a shark. And at her prow will be the most beautiful pirate in all the world."

His voice was barely a whipser and his face was so close to hers he could see the dreams in her eyes.
 
Ashley

She gasped and whirled back to face him. Glaring, he stood to close so she stepped back yet again.. If looks could kill he'd be writhing on that floor in pain right about now.

"Oh yeah, keep pretending innocence.. I just packed up and went to boarding school because I so badly wanted to be bored and lonely... Piss off.. And kiss my ass." Her hand itched to slap him, hard.

"And you say I'm screwed up.." She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. "If I hadn't seen the... Well it doesn't matter.." She brushed him off like a bad habit, straightening up and glancing around the deck.

Some openly stared and other's tried hard to look anywhere but where they were standing.

"Don't bring up wrongs you yourself created as an excuse to be a bastard... And I will just continue to pretend you do not exist.." She flashed him a very sappy sweet smile that was clearly fake.
"I'm just glad my Daddy showed me before I did something even more stupid." She did glare then and moved back inside the captain's quarters.

Her body rigid, her face impassive, she did her best to look out the dirty round window with some sort of interest. With any luck he'd leave her be, she could get back to the main land and go about her business.

She snorted out loud, her own thoughts too hard to believe. After all these years, he was pretending as if he did nothing what so ever wrong... Amazing.. Simply amazing. He needed more help than she did! And why in god's name was she dwelling on this!!? She had bigger worries on her shoulders than Thomas!
 
Krysta ~

Rodgers' words and how he spoke of them sent my heart pounding, breathing slowly picked up. He made everything around disappear, making it feel as if I was on the ship... we were on the ship he spoke of. Closed my eyes to relish in the vision they provided, the ship was sleek, long and narrow that would enable to cut through storms, cut through the sea.

Whimpered softly when his words stopped, though felt his face and breath against mine. The slight tickle from the whiskers off his beard. Opened my eyes slowly just see his staring down into mine.

Softly took his hand that caressed me, slowly guided it up under the shirt letting our hands embrace one of the firm mounds that were aching for his touch.

"Tell me more.... wish to know about this beautiful pirate you speak of..."

Tilted my head up, exposing more delicate skin of my slender neck. The warm breath he placed upon it was driving me wild, letting everything drift away with his words and touch.
 
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Rodger Flint

He smiled and rubbed his palm against her nipple. Slowly Rodger lowered his mouth to Krysta's neck and kissed it softly, using it to puncuate his words.

"She will have a firey beauty, like the ocean herself. Her dark red hair shall stream away from her head like a beacon, and the merchants will know that Lady Krysta has come. The will not fight, but give over their booty at once, for her beauty will be equally matched by her ruthlessness against her opponents."

The Rodger gently sank his teeth into the tender skin of Krysta's neck. He heard her sharp intake of breath and he smiled. He released his hold on her neck and continued talking as before.

"This beautiful pirate will be more than a match for any ship sent against her, and the navies of the world will not stop her. She will sail on azure waters always with the wind in her sails and a song in her heart. Her crew will be more loyal than any other crew anywhere, for she will be as loyal to them."

Then he bite her neck again and sucked softly, giving her time to tell him to stop, hoping that she would not.
 
Krysta ~

He had found my weakness beyond reasoning. Words he spoke put more vsions through my eyes, wishing I was there now. Feeling the breeze within the sight, it was so wonderous. Panting softly, whimpering from his bites, moving my hand from his lifting the shirt to bare the flesh as the hand reached above my head.

"Please... don't stop...."

Was all that was able to come out, squirming softly within his touch. Raising my chest towards his hand whimpering for his touches.
 
Rodger Flint

"I shan't stop until you ask it of me."

Rodger's lips and mouth trailed down Krysta's body, licking, biting, sucking. As he moved, his words continued to come forth.

"In all the sea none shall be your equal. You will sail farther, faster, better than anyone else. People all over the world will know your name...Lady Krysta, Queen Krysta, Krysta of the deep salt sea. The tall tellers and ballad makers will sing of your exploits and those of your crew."

At last Rodger's lips carresed her right nipple, already erect though from excitement or the cold, Rodger could not tell. He placed his lips gently over it and kissed it before opening his mouth slightly and taking it in.

His mouth pulled gently on it while is tongue worshiped it in it's own unique way.

For the moment he put aside his visions of the future and sought only to pleausure the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
 
Krysta ~

It was hard to imagine the things he was saying were of me. No-one, not even Thomas as said such words. Tears seemed to stream down my cheeks from everything that was running though my head, Rodgers' words, me being here with him instead of where I should be. Still, none of which made me stop. Felt like I needed this moment;


"m-m-m-m I doubt I can stop even if I chose to..... your sweet words and touch has me at your mercy."

Gasped sharply while his lips closed around my perked nipple. It was aching hard mostly from the coldness, but the ach was from arousment. As if it was reaching for his touch, his lips. Trying to keep the moaning as quiet as possible within the pantings. both my hands above my head, gripping the blanket that was now underneath us, back arched again, pressing the tender nipple up to him.

"y-y-es-s-s-ss m'lord..."

A hand broke free of the blanket, running the fingers through his hair, petting and stroking through the silky strands.
 
"You know, I'm glad too," Thomas stepped back into his quarters, eyeing the way she had cornered herself, wondering just what sort of game she played now.
"I'm glad I went to your father, and he told me the truth about you, cause I was willing to do something that just might have been the single most stupid mistake of my life. Your father was a very bright man, unlike you. He knew people, especially his own daughter."
Anger had reared up in him again. To think, to actually believe she would allw all of these memories to be dug up, and then claim it was his fault for everything that had happened. He did exactly what he had been told to do. She was the one who rejected him.
Thomas kicked the door closed, but the weak rusty hinges didn't allow for the force, and the old door sailed halfway out into the deck before a mate stopped it with his foot.
With a cheekish grin, he told Thomas he would clean it up.
"I think you've worn out your welcome. We're done here. The next island we get to, I'm dropping you off. Whether your crew wants to stay with you or not, that's their business, but I can not allow you to stay here, disrupting my crew, and throwing out wild accusations."
 
Rodger Flint

Encouraged by her words, Rodger sucked more deeply of her breast. His other hand, rough with the work of the sea, began to fondle Krysta's other breast. He rubbed his palm across it in a circle. His thumb and forefinger found in next and they began to roll the tender tiny orb between them.

Rodger's other hand meanwhile had started sliding down Krysta's body toward the top of her loose fitting pants. He bit her nipple gently as he slid his hand beneath the hem of her pants and bit her neck as his fingers found her labia and gently stroked up once, toward her clit.

Rodger kissed Krysta's lips as his fingers found her clit and began moving it in the same motion as he was moving her nipple.
 
Ashley

"Wild accusations?" She snorted and shook her head. She really had no more to say to this man.. ever. She just glanced at him and walked out.

She strolled down the deck, finding Preach whitling or something with some rope. "We'll be left at the next port, from there we'll have to figure out what to do next. If you still wish to come with me?" She glanced around the deck, noting all of the crew was indeed thomas's.. Funny how he felt this ship was now his. Jackass.

Pay backs would come, she'd put to rest all of this and more. The nerve of that man! Suggesting her father would say a single bad thing about her! What a loon..

Shaking herself out of it, she glanced up at Preach, "Shall we discuss options below with the rest of the crew? You have something I'd like to get back.." She was going to burn that map, thats all there was to it.. Then she was going to steal herself another ship and capture vallen.. And when she got him...

She glared hard at the deck, unseeing what was before her, but picturing Vallen's face.. She was tired of being kicked around, insulted and lied to..

"I'm going to go below..." She turned and went down to find the galley. Surely Sally would have some sound advice.. Get Mia and Daniel with them, figure out what they could do and how they would do it? She had little of value but she knew how to get some coin and quickly.. Smiling to herself, she could already see where this was going and what was going to happen.
 
Ashley

"Charles.. you are.. a good man." Flashing him a smile, she tucked his bible safely into her shirt for now. Once below decks, she could retrieve her map and give him back his trusty bible.

She didn't have a prayer of hope right now, but she wasn't going to let that get to her. She walked beside her First mate and wondered if she would ever get the hang of this?

"Anything inspiring Preach? I need something uplifting... Lord knows my luck has almost ran out on me.. Day one.." Shaking her head, she didn't know if she wanted to kill, scream, cry or just laugh.. She was a freakin' mess!

All well.. Such was life.. Things never did go perfectly for her. She entered the kitchen and sat down at the table (only table) nearest to Sally.

"You have a heart of gold woman.. I wouldn't be cookin' for these back stabbin' bunch." Sampling some of the foods available, it wasn't no meal for a king, but to her, It was perfection.

She sighed again, munching on some soup with her fingers, not caring who said what about it, her mind mulling over the nearest ports and all possibilities?

"Can you believe that insane man tried telling me my father warned him away from me? And not in a flattering way either.. Jackass implied my father thought I was.. Well something was wrong with me... " She gave an unlady like snort and plucked a chunk of something from the bowl before popping it into her mouth.

"I think he is using opium or something.. he made no sense what so ever. Why, if my father hadn't shown me that marriage annoucement, who knows what would have happened.. Most assuredly, I would not have suffered through finishing school." She smiled and sampled some watered down drink. "Though, I can read thanks to those uptight.. err.. Nuns." She flashed Preach a little smile, not wishing to offend him.. Course it would be hard to offend someone who warped the bible to suit his needs.

Stewing still with anger, she tried her best to forget about it and plan. "The nearest port I can think of is Angel's Landing.. If we're on the right course.. Know anyone there? We might have to resort to ship stealing.." She whispered leaning towards Preach. She didn't like the hovering men in the room.. Though Thomas was safe from her stealing this hunk of drift wood.. Still meant she needed a ship to catch hers.

"Hey? Where is Mia and Daniel?" Another slippery finger full of food was slipped into her mouth as she glanced around.
 
'Salty Dan' Moore

He tried to keep his dignity about, especially in places where he saw crew from the Bilge. If there was one thing he didn't want, he didn't want to look injured in front of them. He was on a ship, Captained by a man his Captain and former Captain both had a stick shoved up their ass about. It caused tension when captains didn't like each other.

And with the mutiny and attack on the Bilge, he didn't blame them. He was almost begining to wish he'd left with the rest of the crew when Ashley took command, but he'd stuck with it, even though it'd gotten him nothing but shot.

Finally, Mia brought him around to a room. He didn't look around to well, but instead threw himself on the nearby cot. He sighed, laying back on it. It wasn't the best, but it was decent enough, and better than the floor.

"So, Mia,....wha' ya think'll happen?"
 
Krysta ~

The feeling felt so right, so overwhelming that I could barely think straight. Just the timing felt all wrong, since he had stopped whispering, very, very slowly I was coming back into focus. Clawing down his back with confusing frustration.

"I..you..this-s-s-s"

Short breath escaped when his fingers found the treasure they had been seeking. Legs seprated instantly for him, rolling my hips to his touch. Sweet tender kiss in return of his. Luckily his biting wasn't hard enough to leave marks, but they sure as hell felt good.
Out of no where that sick feeling deep insidethat tells you something is going to happen, that likes to ruin things that are fun over took me. Mind and body were at war with eachother, something I hadn't felt, soo hated being out of control. Though I didn't make any movements to stop Rodger. In between deep moans and panting whispers;

"Please.... don't think ill of m-m-m-m-me... but....m-m-m oh goddess-s-s-s.... but.. think we should not do this... not now... but.. but I don't wish to leave you un satisfied...... nor do I want to stop..... just know that he'll be looking for me soon.... and I don't wish .....m-m-m-m-m-m ... wish to be found like this.... m'lord .... please forgive me..... please....."

Panting hard, was hard to get the words out, specially since I really didn't want to stop. Wanted, needed this right now, but that gut feeling that Thomas would be looking for me soon broke out and wouldn't go away. Quivering slightly with how his fingers toyed with the tender clit, making it twitch wildly aching for more. I hated the fact of leaving him unsatisfied, but no way Thomas can find me like this, I didn't have much choice than to stop. God I hate that gut feeling, that little voice that tells you when your doing something wrong and your about to get caught. Wish I had duct tape to shut that voice up.

"I want this more than anything........ just..... just the timing is all wrong.... m-m-m-m-m-m goddess that feels so-o-o-o- o good..."
 
Rodger Flint

Rodger withdrew his fingers and licked the sweet honey that had gathered on them. He had the look of a gracious loser, but he was determined to put up a good front, for her sake.

He slowly put his shirt back on, the cold suddenly making realize how much his abused back ached. When he had done he sat oposite this creature of beauty and smiled at her, somewhat sadly, but still with grace.

"As you wish, Krysta of the deep blue sea."

Despite all of the romantic sounding things he had said earlier, it wasn't until he called her by the name he had given her imagined self that he realized that he was beginning to fall for her.

He sighed and put a hand to his head, wiping his bandana off his head and then resting his forehead on that same hand. He stared at Krysta, his mouth turned up in a sad smile.

"Aye, looks like I've fallen for the wrong girl again," he thought, "I must've done something horrible in a past life to deserve playing the tragic lover over and over in this one..."
 
Krysta ~

Was heart broken has he lifted off me, layed there for a good few moments with my eyes closed. Caught my breath while numbly fixing my clothes, still remained on the floor of the nest though. Seriously didn't want him to stop, but know this will most likely be the first place Thomas will look for me, it wasn't good. Kept my eyes closed as he spoke;

"No, it has nothing do with you.... It's my fault for allowing this to go this far.... I should have never lead you on like this."

Sitting up crossed-legged, caught the sadness that dwelled in his eyes, even through the smile the sadness lingered.

"To be honest, me and him haven't been in this relationship for more than a few days. We've known eachother for many years, aye, that's what makes it harder. If me and you would have met before those days, there would be no hesitation."

Stood up and walked towards him, placing a simple, but loving kiss onto his lips.

"I would take you with me on my new ship, more than anything I would love to keep you by my side. But if you do not wish to, I will understand."

Stepped back and off to his side looking over the edge just in time to see Ash and a few others walked away.
 
Rodger Flint

"Surely a reltaionship that has existed so briefly can be gotten out of..."

Rodger gave it his last try, knowing full well that it was likely yo be in vain. Even so, he stood next to her, still embracing her, knowing, hoping that she could not deny him that. The ship was far below, and it was dark. Even if her lover were to look up, he would see nothing but a vauge sillouette of the two of them.

He wondered how he was supposed to stay on this ship for the indefinite time it would take for them to get to port, working next to this diety every day, knowing that he would be side by side with a woman who had rejected him.

He sighed and looked out over the dark sea.
 
" I don't wish to hurt you, nor deny you of your sweet words and desires. Thomas has been through a great deal, for I am sure you have. I can't promise what future beholds us, but I can say tonight is one of the worse times to be leaving his side."

Watched with hatred as Ash walked freely among the decks, letting it overcome the lust. Though Rodgers embrace, that no way I could deny, allowed some passion to linger.

"He should have never let her aboard in the first place."

Whispered under my breath, still haven't seen Thomas come out of the cabin. This slightly worried me, not knowing what she had done this time.

"Maybe I should get my own ship, I don't need the treasure, almost don't want it if she stays. The tavern will provide more than enough gold for a fine ship..... I don't know any more... just tired of her treating him as she does."

Lowered my head, closing my eyes, thinking that maybe I should get out on my own someday. I couldn't leave Thomas right now, he needed me there for him.... yet...

"Don't think for a moment that I'm rejecting you... That is the last thing I could do. Besides, we hardly know eachother and I'm not in my right frame of emotions. I'm just taking caution right now. He's been hurt more ways than one tonight, to find his lover in the arms of another is seriously the last thing we all need."

Turned around in his arms, smiling at him. He could see how much he meant to me right now. Just being here with me was more than any simple sex could provide.

"I wish to enjoy you, not be an emotional mess like I am now. I can only hope you can understand."

My delicate fingers ran through his hair, caressing his face.
 
For a long time Thomas stood at that open door frame, looking like a rotted gaping tooth without the door fixed yet. He stared at the floorboards, making little lines darting through them one by one. He stood there for more than half and hour, as the sun set all around him, staring at the hard and cruel foreign ship under his feet now.
She had rejected him, all those years ago. She had told him to stay away, she wanted more of her life than to be married to him..
And now? Now she claimed it was his fault?
Had it been his fault? That we was born that of a common peasent wife and her sailing husband. He spent years at sea, and got nothing more than a second mate. His mother, a calm and kind woman, who raised him up since birth, sometimes never seeing her husband for years at a time.
Once Thomas had been old enough, he yearned to go out with his father. They left mother alone, to die back in London. His father had been killed years ago, some pirate quarrel.
Did she blame him not to be born of a Captain? Not to be a man with satus in this world? Is that what she wanted? Would that make it his fault?
Two cabin boys came up, with some screws and rusty hinges. In a moment, they fixed the door, so it shut out the world now.
A man came in later, offering him soup, but he refused.
"Go take it to someone who's hungry."
Thomas sat back behind the desk, as night deepened the shadows around him now. Only a few windows shown out to the world, but that was just as dark. Thomas, tired, exhausted, and running a roller coaster of emotion, rested his head over his folded arms on the desk.
He cried himself to sleep.
 
Ashley

"Sally.. What would you have me do? I can not reason with Thomas.. He is off his rocker! His mind is all.. woooo woooo." She made a motion with her hand around her ear, drawing little circles in the air.

"I can't make a deal with that man.. His word doesn't mean shit.. besides when I pointed out what a rotten worm he was... Well you get the idea. He wants me off his ship.. One piece or several pieces." She scooped up the last of her stew and suckled off her fingers. It wasn't settling as well as she had hoped, but her mind was too torn up over all the hurtled accusations.

Nothing made sense.

Thomas swore he wasn't married... Then swears her father warned him about her? What in the world was going on before she left? TO think about that gave credit to Thomas's insanity and reasons.. Her father would never intentionally hurt her...

She flinched with the thought, now she was doubting her father! God! She grumbled under her breath and tried to push the thoughts away. Shoving the bowl away with her hand, she ran her hands over her face, wishing she had a solution.

"The only gold I had was on my ship.. I have little of value save my property on ..... " She blinked a few times.. She had quite a bit of land and a large house on pirate island!

"Think I could trade my property for a ship?" She glanced up, hope sparking in her eyes. "If I can't find the treasure, I will earn gold and buy some else where on the island... no loss there." She flinched again, it was her mother's home too.. survival was important.. more so than a house and lands.

"Home is where the heart is... " She glanced up and Preach and ignored Sally's grumbling. Sour woman.. She loved Sally dearly but she was sucking on lemons lately.. Course in this galley, She'd complain too.

"Be honest here... What is the easiest solution?" She wanted their advice, she couldn't think clearly at all anymore.
 
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