Disclaimer: I do not own Abby or Luka (although I wish I did). The pirates are all mine, though!
Author's note: This story was written in response to a Fanfic challenge. The criteria were to write a story featuring Luka and Abby in another time period.
This story is rated NC-17.
Atlantic Ocean, 1725
"Capin', there's a ship on the port side!"
"What does she look like she carries?"
"She must be filled with gold doubloons!"
"Take her and her Captain!"
"Will do ma'am!"
Kaboom! Went the cannon. "She's been hit!"
"Haul her in, men!"
With grappling hooks, the pirate's scruffy men pulled the ship closer. They boarded the ship, in search of pieces of eight, rubies and diamonds.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be a merchant ship, but there were barrels of rum on board. The pirates decided to plunder her anyways.
"Who dares attack my ship?" A tall man with a thick accent stood before the pirates.
"We come from Capin' Abby the Bloodthirsty Lockhart's ship. She has sent us to take you captive!"
"And kill yer men!" another pirate piped up.
"I shall not go. You'll have to kill me."
"Don't think we won't!" the second pirate started to charge the strange captain.
"Stop! She'll have our heads if we don't bring him back!"
"A woman? Your captain is a woman?" The stranger asked this incredulously.
"She's the most powerful woman to sail the seven seas! Now march!" The first pirate drew his sword and pointed it at the stranger. The stranger followed, more because he was intrigued by the prospect of a lady pirate than from fear of her bumbling henchmen.
The pirates brought the stranger and the rum on board. They let the ship and the rest of its crew sink, save for the few that escaped in a raft. They liked to prove that they were bloodthirsty pirates, even though their captain was a woman.
"What do we have here?" Captain Abby looked over the stranger. He was tall, with dark hair and sparkling ocean colored eyes. Captain Abby looked him over from head to toe. She liked what she saw.
"This is the Capin' from t' other ship. What shall we do with the grog, Capin'?"
"Take it to the galley. Have a celebration. Don't come back for a while, and don't bother me."
"Yes ma'am!" The scruffy pirates cheered as they ran down to the galley with their treasure.
Captain Abby drew her sword. "So, Captain, tell me your name."
"My name is Luka. I was sailing to America, bringing goods to the colonies."
His sexy accent made Captain Abby melt. She put her sword down. "You won't be going to America for now, Captain Luka. You are at my disposal. If it pleases me, I may let you go where you wish. But, I may not."
"I will do whatever pleases you, Captain Abby." He really meant that. He stared at the petite woman, with the long flowing brown hair whipping in the ocean breeze. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even though she was dressed like a man, he could see that she was all woman underneath. He found it incredibly sexy to be in her command.
"I think you'll have to follow me to my cabin, Captain. I'll decide on your fate there."
He followed her obediently.
"So Captain, tell me. Do you have any family?"
"No. I'm a single man. What about you?"
"I killed my husband. I found him with another woman, so I used my sword on both of them. He wouldn't have wanted to live, once I finished with him, though."
Luka was utterly intrigued. He had never met such a strong, beautiful woman before. He realized how badly he wanted her.
Abby looked Luka over again. He looked so strong and handsome. So much better than her philandering, departed husband. She stepped forward, and pushed him down onto her bed. She stood in front of him, and kissed him.
Luka was surprised. Not that she kissed him, but by how quickly she did so. This was a woman who knew what her wanted. He smiled to himself. She wanted him. He moved his hands along her back, as she continued to kiss him. He pulled her in closer. She opened her mouth, and traced his lips with her tongue. He responded by opening his mouth. She pushed her tongue in, and explored his mouth. She reached down, pulled his shirt out of his trousers, and over his head. He had a strong, muscular chest. She kissed him again.
He pulled her small body closer to his own. Her could feel her hardened nipples though her shirt. She moaned softly, as he caressed her back. He unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her bare breasts. He pushed the shirt off of her shoulders, and took her left nipple into his mouth. With his fingers, he massaged her right breast, while he sucked her left nipple. Abby moaned again. "You please me very much," she whispered softly. His hand traveled down her stomach, until he found the drawstring to her trousers. He untied it, and they fell to the floor. He quickly pulled down her pantaloons as well.
She could feel the wetness collecting between her legs. She was quivering with desire for this stranger, the handsome and sexy captain that her crew had captured. She reached toward his trousers, and felt the hard bulge below his waist. She unbuttoned his trousers, and he sat up slightly to slip them off, along with his underclothes. She started to push him down on to the bed, but he picked her up and laid her on her back instead. He kissed her lips. He then kissed along her jaw, and down her neck. He followed down to her breasts again, taking each nipple into his mouth and sucking. While his tongue teased at her nipples, his hand trailed down her stomach again, and then down between her soft thighs. He pushed a finger into her soft, warm fold, feeling the silky wetness. Abby sighed, and moved her hips toward him. He moved a second finger in, and felt for her clitoris. He began to stroke it softly. He looked into Abby's face, and saw her look of rapture. He kissed her again, and began the descent of kisses down her body again. This time, he reached his destination. Although he could feel the unbearable tightening in his groin, he held himself back. He buried his face into her warm fold, seeking out her clit again with his tongue.
Abby was moaning with pleasure. She had not planned on their encounter happening like this. She was usually the aggressor in these situations. It was a wonderful feeling for a man to make sure than she received pleasure. This stranger was different from the other men she had captured before.
As he continued to taste inside of her, he could feel her beginning to come. He could no longer contain himself either. He raised his head and looked into her eyes once more. "I want you," she said. He wasted no more time. He slid his throbbing shaft into her silky wetness. As he pushed himself into her, she raised her hips to meet him once more, moaning as she did so. He continued to push himself into her, and their bodies found an intense rhythm. They moved together for what seemed like an eternity, until he finally released himself inside of her. He collapsed on top of her, while he sought to catch his breath.
He moved to the side of her, and held her in his arms. "Did I please you, Captain Abby?"
She smiled. "Very much so. You are free to do as you wish. You can leave the ship at our next port, and I will find you a new ship and crew. You can continue on to America, if you wish."
"I think that I am looking for a career change."
"Doing what?"
"Well, I've always been fascinated by piracy. Do you think you could use a first mate?"
"I can indeed."
They kissed each other once more, before continuing to have a long and wonderful night.