Sexy pirates
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valarltdNathaniel Collins and his beloved Adlai Goodman are sailing again.
This is the sexy bit.
Immediately after lunch, he headed down to the Horizon. He let himself into Collin’s cabin to find his captain was just waking up.
“Good morning or good afternoon, rather. Have you eaten?" From the groan that greeted his words, he took the answer to be no. Adlai searched a little and then handed Collins a cup of watered rum. “Hair of the dog that bit you.”
Collins downed it. “How was the wedding night? Lads give you trouble?”
“None. Your doing?" Adlai caught the nod and continued. “She is sweet and I was kind, and we may yet have many children." Collins reached out for him and Adlai went straight into his arms. “My love,” he whispered. Collins pulled him down into the bed, and Adlai went willingly. “Please, are you angry?”
“No. Never at you.”
“At her? You fear she will steal my heart from where you keep it locked in your sea chest?”
Collins shook his head. “Only at the world.”
“Love, tell me.” Adlai stroked his face, his fingers rasping in the morning stubble.
“I won't spoil your day.”
Adlai kissed him then. “Do you need my love?”
“Always." Collins nuzzled into his neck.
“And for always, you have it." Adlai kissed him again, loving and reassuring. “Top or bottom, my love?”
“Bottom,” Collins whispered. Adlai heard the need to be possessed, even as he had possessed Marielena last night.
Adlai sighed. “I feared you would say so. I am spent.”
“It's fine." Collins just rubbed his face against Adlai’s hair.
“And you, my love, are still too drunk to perform as a husband to me." Adlai kissed him again. “We had spoken of you taking to the seas again to fund Breakfront. Before you go, we shall have a night of our own.”
Collins finally smiled. “I won't leave without it.”
Adlai looked up, his blue eyes earnest. “She has my name. My son. But you have my love.” After the morning, he wondered again if he could love them both.
Marielena was more than just a woman. She knew him, in ways Nathaniel never would. She remembered times together, places that were dear to them both, and would make happiness for him on land. She saw the tender side, the caretaker. But Nathaniel knew parts of Adlai that Marielena would never see. He knew the ruthless man who had killed, and fought and lied to regain what was his. He knew the wild sensualist that shared his bed and teased him mercilessly with tongue and fingers and cock. It was all a part of him and he wanted them both.
“That's right." Revived by the drink, Collins held him down and kissed him hard.
“Are you quite so sure you want the bottom?” Adlai asked.
“I think my traitor will decide to come play. Kiss me again, love, and lower.”
Adlai gave a small laugh and kissed him as hard as he had just kissed. “Then on your side, love and I will kiss and caress you until you are willing to be my captain in every way.”
He slid down, licking Collins' smooth chest, and lingering on his nipples until his lover squirmed beneath him. He felt Collins' cock awaken, poking him in the belly and chest.
“Hullo, I seem to have awakened him without kisses.” Adlai headed on down. “But a kiss of greeting should be in order.” He licked along Collins' shaft and flickered his tongue around the head.
“Adlai, my Adlai.”
At that, Adlai swallowed him down, sucking his cock clear to the root. Collins lost his words and groaned with pleasure when Adlai pressed him against the roof of his mouth. His own cock woke, not quite so spent as he had thought it.
“Love, I have had enough of being within someone.” He came back up and aligned their cocks before grasping them. “Let us love as only men may.”
Collins' hand joined his own and together they rubbed, each feeling his own hand, his lover's and the satiny skin of his lover's cock against his own. Adlai relaxed into the familiar sensation, staring into Collins' green eyes, floating on the waves of building arousal. The urgency of the night before seemed to have faded into a slow languor that made him think he could lie here in his captain's arms all afternoon.
Collins seemed to think the same, for his fingers trailed and teased, seldom grasping and yanking. Adlai followed his lead and they enjoyed the quietness and pleasure.
Finally, as the shadows lengthened in the cabin, and the ship rocked more fiercely as the tide came into the little harbor, Adlai gripped them firmly and stroked with intention to peak.
“Ah, Adlai...” Collins sighed as he spent over their joined fingers.
“My love,” he said as he kissed Collins and sent out his own load to mingle on their hands and bellies.
They dozed together for a little longer, their seed growing sticky on their bodies. Adlai realized how much he would miss Collins snoring next to him. He kissed his lover awake again and smiled.
“Come up to the house for supper. Marielena will be missing me before much longer.”
They dressed and went up the path together.
This is the sexy bit.
Immediately after lunch, he headed down to the Horizon. He let himself into Collin’s cabin to find his captain was just waking up.
“Good morning or good afternoon, rather. Have you eaten?" From the groan that greeted his words, he took the answer to be no. Adlai searched a little and then handed Collins a cup of watered rum. “Hair of the dog that bit you.”
Collins downed it. “How was the wedding night? Lads give you trouble?”
“None. Your doing?" Adlai caught the nod and continued. “She is sweet and I was kind, and we may yet have many children." Collins reached out for him and Adlai went straight into his arms. “My love,” he whispered. Collins pulled him down into the bed, and Adlai went willingly. “Please, are you angry?”
“No. Never at you.”
“At her? You fear she will steal my heart from where you keep it locked in your sea chest?”
Collins shook his head. “Only at the world.”
“Love, tell me.” Adlai stroked his face, his fingers rasping in the morning stubble.
“I won't spoil your day.”
Adlai kissed him then. “Do you need my love?”
“Always." Collins nuzzled into his neck.
“And for always, you have it." Adlai kissed him again, loving and reassuring. “Top or bottom, my love?”
“Bottom,” Collins whispered. Adlai heard the need to be possessed, even as he had possessed Marielena last night.
Adlai sighed. “I feared you would say so. I am spent.”
“It's fine." Collins just rubbed his face against Adlai’s hair.
“And you, my love, are still too drunk to perform as a husband to me." Adlai kissed him again. “We had spoken of you taking to the seas again to fund Breakfront. Before you go, we shall have a night of our own.”
Collins finally smiled. “I won't leave without it.”
Adlai looked up, his blue eyes earnest. “She has my name. My son. But you have my love.” After the morning, he wondered again if he could love them both.
Marielena was more than just a woman. She knew him, in ways Nathaniel never would. She remembered times together, places that were dear to them both, and would make happiness for him on land. She saw the tender side, the caretaker. But Nathaniel knew parts of Adlai that Marielena would never see. He knew the ruthless man who had killed, and fought and lied to regain what was his. He knew the wild sensualist that shared his bed and teased him mercilessly with tongue and fingers and cock. It was all a part of him and he wanted them both.
“That's right." Revived by the drink, Collins held him down and kissed him hard.
“Are you quite so sure you want the bottom?” Adlai asked.
“I think my traitor will decide to come play. Kiss me again, love, and lower.”
Adlai gave a small laugh and kissed him as hard as he had just kissed. “Then on your side, love and I will kiss and caress you until you are willing to be my captain in every way.”
He slid down, licking Collins' smooth chest, and lingering on his nipples until his lover squirmed beneath him. He felt Collins' cock awaken, poking him in the belly and chest.
“Hullo, I seem to have awakened him without kisses.” Adlai headed on down. “But a kiss of greeting should be in order.” He licked along Collins' shaft and flickered his tongue around the head.
“Adlai, my Adlai.”
At that, Adlai swallowed him down, sucking his cock clear to the root. Collins lost his words and groaned with pleasure when Adlai pressed him against the roof of his mouth. His own cock woke, not quite so spent as he had thought it.
“Love, I have had enough of being within someone.” He came back up and aligned their cocks before grasping them. “Let us love as only men may.”
Collins' hand joined his own and together they rubbed, each feeling his own hand, his lover's and the satiny skin of his lover's cock against his own. Adlai relaxed into the familiar sensation, staring into Collins' green eyes, floating on the waves of building arousal. The urgency of the night before seemed to have faded into a slow languor that made him think he could lie here in his captain's arms all afternoon.
Collins seemed to think the same, for his fingers trailed and teased, seldom grasping and yanking. Adlai followed his lead and they enjoyed the quietness and pleasure.
Finally, as the shadows lengthened in the cabin, and the ship rocked more fiercely as the tide came into the little harbor, Adlai gripped them firmly and stroked with intention to peak.
“Ah, Adlai...” Collins sighed as he spent over their joined fingers.
“My love,” he said as he kissed Collins and sent out his own load to mingle on their hands and bellies.
They dozed together for a little longer, their seed growing sticky on their bodies. Adlai realized how much he would miss Collins snoring next to him. He kissed his lover awake again and smiled.
“Come up to the house for supper. Marielena will be missing me before much longer.”
They dressed and went up the path together.
