Pirates!!!
Sabine Liebling
The amber wood gleamed under the twinkling lights from the candelabra as the ship lurched along with the waves. The sure-footed Captain did not stumble, but took a deliberate step closer. Haven�s breath caught in her throat as she felt the power and pride radiating from him.
�I commissioned this ship, you know,� he said, turning to admire the modest room. �Chose every detail. I hoped it would be� charming.�
Haven turned to peer at the space. Great paintings of sea-going vessels adorned
the shiny wood walls, while intricate brass instruments and clocks lined the bookshelves and desk. Fine, expensive parchment curled up around a solid paperweight in the shape of a lighthouse, gleaming here and there with gold accents. A massive bed took up most of the cabin, the deep red and navy linens complimenting the nautical theme. A fitting room for a captain, I suppose, she thought.
Quite suddenly, the captain was at her arm. Haven turned back to him quickly, feeling his warmth on her side. She held her breath as he reached out for her. He took only her arm for now, and led her gently to the chair at the desk. Crossing the cabin with brisk steps, he reached into the expansive cabinet built into the wall, and brought out a sparkling crystal decanter.
�My lady, you seem to be in quite the delicate condition. Perhaps a spirit would calm your nerves.� He proceeded to pour her a stiff drink into a small crystal goblet. As he brought it to her, she noticed his strong hands held the goblet gracefully. He means to handle me with those. Shall I let him?
Haven looked at the bronze tinted liquid sloshing in the glass in time with the ocean�s beat and decided it was better down the hatch than not. She grabbed the glass firmly and tossed her glossy head back. The drink poured down her throat like a swift waterfall, and she threw her head back up, the drink done, her eyes shining.
�That was perfect. I�ll have another.� she declared with all the firmness she could muster. The Captain raised his eyebrows, bowed slightly, and returned to the bar to pour her another.
�It seems I�ve received more than I bargained for you in you, Miss Altide.� He turned back to her with another little bow. �Just be sure you don�t drink them too swiftly. It is a drink for sipping, after all.�
Haven blushed, realizing her brashness had actually displayed her ignorance of the drink rather than the opposite. Smiling meekly up at him, she took the drink from his hand and lowered her eyes, long black eyelashes fluttering over her slightly flushed cheeks.
�Ah, Haven. You mustn�t do such things around a man who is trying to control himself on a lady�s behalf. After all, I am your� host� for the evening.�
Haven drew herself up as she pondered his meaning. He says �host� but what he really means is �lover.� How can I let him? What choice do I have?
His dark eyes flashed as his fine brow wrinkled. �Haven, I can well guess where your thoughts lie. Believe me, many before you have questioned themselves in your position. And all came to cherish it, believe it or not. You too, will meet with the grace that must come naturally in a situation such as yours. You have no choice, you are thinking? But you do. Your choice is pleasure. Shall you please Yourself with your new duties, or only your masters? That choice is what I am here for. That is the choice I give you tonight. I will bring the awareness of pleasure to you, the great joy of it. When the night is over, you will grasp pleasure, will yearn for it, will do anything for it. And that is when you are perfect, my sweet Haven. That is when you are ready.�
Haven shuddered under his intense dark gaze. �You� you can�t possibly know.� she replied shakily, her voice firming with each word. �You have done this countless times, you keep telling me, as if that were to reassure me. But you have never been here. You have never been hopeless, and alone, and� and frightened!�
�No, I have not. You are correct in that.� The Captain sighed deeply. �Haven, I will not harm you. Think of me as your guide, your benefactor. I am here to help you, to bring you to greater things. And if you cannot think of me as that, well, at least I will have the fun of it. Enough talking.� And with that he eyed her lavisciously, his eyes assessing her every curve. Haven felt naked under the tucks and frills of her expensive gown. She shivered under his gaze. His dark eyes burned into hers as he pulled her to her feet and held her close against him. His strong arms pressed into the small of her back, and her pert breasts heaved up against his chest. She was short of breath, and her deep blue eyes gazed up into his. She felt slightly intoxicated and almost wished he would kiss her.
And then he did. His mouth met hers in a fiery embrace of passion, his tongue probing over her sweet lips, parting them, and delving in. He nibbled on her lower lip, and as she overcame her reluctance at the sheer joy of it, he moaned into her mouth. Haven stood on tiptoe to throw herself more into the kiss. She became aware of that sensation between her legs, and at her breasts, that slowly spreading fire that seeped through her, driving her a little mad, and making her pant and squirm and move slightly against him in time with the tide.
�Oh Haven, I think you know very well what pleasure is, and I am so very lucky to be the first to fully teach it to you.� He whispered into her ear. She sighed and threw her head back as his mouth bent to her neck. He nibbled his way down her neck and goosebumps ran from his touch all the way down her spine and back up. His hands slid lower and pressed her hips and backside against his groin, where something hard and hot pressed against her mound, through her thick dress. In a rush of passion, Haven grabbed fiercely at the jacket covering his broad back, almost tearing it, throwing herself into the kiss. Her leg inadvertently crept up him and rested on his thigh as she stood on her tiptoes to press herself more fiercely against him, rotating her hips in a primal manner she didn�t quite understand fully.
The Captain responded in kind, and murmured against her sweet skin as he nibbled down her neck. His hands were everywhere, and Haven wanted them in further places as well. Was there something in my drink besides alcohol, Haven briefly wondered, that I should feel so lusty in so short a time? But Haven did not have time for thoughts like this, not when her immediate world was consumed with the Captain, his strong hands, his fierce gaze, his soft lips, and his obvious interest in her.
Haven felt a wonderful sense of freedom. After all, Dwyll and I used to kiss like this� although my family would have killed him had he ever gone this far! The sensations running through her were similar to her times with Dwyll, but she had always been a bit reserved. Something had clicked inside Haven. She realized that this was her life for the foreseeable future, and if she had pleasure in it, so much the better. What was life but pleasure, anyway? And maybe a little pain�
Haven gasped as he tore the front of her dress open, and bent his head to her breasts. Her nipples formed little erect buds for him to toy with, and the agony and pleasure swarmed over her, overwhelming her. She felt hands on her backside support her as she swooned, guiding her to the bed. He laid her across the navy coverlet, his own body covering hers, his hands and mouth still at work. Haven struggled for a moment to get the rest of her dress off. He paused, leaned up, and then tugged as well. Of course, not being given any undergarments to wear, just the gorgeous gown, was now not an embarrassment, but a delight. She was open to him, exposed in his site. He sat up on his haunches and gazed down at her. The candlelight played across her smooth skin, casting a golden hue and making her eyes dance. Her curves were perfectly accented by the dim lighting, the lovely shadows and highlights jumping out for him to feast his eyes upon. A bit of curly light blonde hair sprung up from between her thighs, the candlelight hitting that as well and making it gleam.
�Oh Haven,� swore the captain, and swiftly removed his jacket, tunic, and pants as well. Spreading out along the length of her, he brought his mouth back to hers, and continued the exploration of her body with his own. As his mouth moved from her lips to her neck, so his hands ran from her neck to her breasts. Lips followed hands, and they went lower and lower together. Haven squirmed and moaned, rolling her head back, and lifting her hips up to meet his eager mouth. He breathed in the scent of her, and pressed her hips back down on the bed. His strong hands pried her legs apart, and the sight made him almost lose control. She was so lovely. He bent his head to her and lapped as if he was a kitten and she the sweetest milk. Haven shrieked a bit in pleasure and threw her hands over her head to grasp the headboard there. She pushed her hips back up and this time he grabbed her backside with both hands, and dove in further, licking and sucking and now nibbling and then licking in slow slow then fast circles, always rhythmic, and always so so wet and delicious. The tingles that had started in between her legs and ran up her spine were racing now, all over her body, so much so that she started gasping, panting, and almost lost control.
The Captain stopped, and looked up at her as her body stopped right before it fully started bucking. She whimpered, and looked up at him a bit, thrusting her hips back up at him. He slapped at her behind a little, and smirked. �There is no denying that I want you.� Haven uttered. �Take me. Overcome me, do with me as you will.� She demanded.
He complied. Moving back up her long luscious length, he spread her legs apart with his hands, and positioned himself in between. He bent to kiss her as he slipped inside. He stopped halfway in, as she gasped against his mouth, and her tightness quickened around him. Feeling her muscles ease a bit, he slid in the rest of the way. He stayed there for a moment, just letting her get used to the feel of him. Haven couldn�t believe the feeling. She realized she now felt full in a place she never realized felt empty. He pulled back out again, and then pushed in, starting a rhythm inside her. One hand reached to her buttocks and lifted her hips up to him more. Haven moved her body in time with him, every thrust creating more of the tingling waves.
to be continued... 8/17/06