"Are you alright?" Hawk asked finally, softly. "Did I hurt you?"
"No. I'm good. I'm so good, I..."
I love you, he wanted to say, and held it back. So much had been going well, but a sudden anxiety rose up in him. He couldn't jinx it.
Instead he forced a smile. "I like being breakfast. And you being my breakfast, though I didn't get to put you in my mouth. Cocks look rather like sausages, don't they? Do bi- people make jokes about that?"
Hawk's brows knit together as he watched him, laughing softly, shaking his head. "What a peculiar boy you are, Finn Silver," he purred, kissing him again, and as they cuddled close, Silverfin's anxiety bled away into blissful relaxation.
It was hard to think about bad things with such a handsome naked man in front of him, after all.
There was a pattern of freckles above Hawk's left nipple that looked very much like the Grand MerSir constellation, Silverfin decided. Taking over the world astride his land horse, with his scepter pointing north and his tail curling down towards the sea - and Hawk's lovely nipple. It was a nipple Silverfin was happy to conquer, leaning over to trace his tongue around the darkened flesh. It perked and pebbled under his tongue and he let his lips close over the hardened nub, sucking and toying with it.
"We have to finish the resupply." Hawk's chest vibrated under his lips. His fingers, though, stroked from Silverfin's hairline back along his scalp, tangling in his dark curls.
“Can’t you just tell your servants to resupply for you?” Silverfin muttered. "The crabs are so efficient."
“I don’t have servants, little darling,” Hawk chuckled into his hair. “I havehands, and not even very obedient ones, at that.”
“I can’t imagine why they would not obey a king as handsome and fearsome as yourself.”
Hawk’s eyes sparkled with a note of wonder and he placed a kiss on Silverfin’s nose that was almost reverent. Silverfin hummed contently, wrapping his arms tighter around his pirate’s muscular waist.
“You should stay here with me. What’s the point of havinghandsif they don’t do the work for you?”
“If I stay here with you... Not that I would love anything more...” Hawk appeared to blush for a moment and his hands stilled in their wandering over Silverfin’s relaxed limbs. “But we’d miss theEstrelaentirely, wouldn’t we?”
TheEstrela. Why did the mere mention of it send a shiver of dread through Silverfin? Surely he was worth more to Hawk now than just gold. "There will be other ships," he tried, and watched Hawk's brows knit, his eyes darkening.
"The first thing you must learn about captaining," Hawk started, "is that I have a responsibility to my crew. They're expecting this prize. A prize thatyoubragged about to anyone who would listen, need I remind you. Without the prize, they will mutiny, and if they mutiny, I will no longer have a ship.”
“TheOrca!” Silverfin exclaimed, suddenly shocked. To imagine his Pirate King without his vessel was like to imagine Mami Wata without her throne.
“It doesn’t belong to me,” Hawk explained patiently, his fingers tracing over Silverfin’s neck of their own accord while his lips traced over the shell of Silverfin’s ear and then kissed his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine.
“You have very strange rules of kingship,” Silverfin muttered, as his ability to think lowered a few fathoms.
Between their bodies, heat welled up and sweat pooled, their skin stuck together by a mixture of bodily effusions. The scent of their recent lovemaking still clouded Silverfin’s brain as much as Hawk’s soft touches and murmured endearments. He nuzzled his face into the hollow of Hawk's neck, licking up the stubbled roughness and revelling in the salt of his skin. "Stay a few moments longer. I'm an invalid."
Hawk laughed softly against Silverfin’s hair. “Oh, you are, are you? You seemed perfectly capable a few minutes ago when you were grinding up on my cock like some fierce Valkyrie.” Silverfin had no idea what that was, but he did not appreciate the implication. “At least if I leave, you can have Doc LeBaron tend to your injury.”
"I'd rather have you tend to other parts of me." Well aware that he was pouting, Silverfin turned his mouth up towards Hawk's. "Your fingers are far gentler and far more talented."
For a moment, he thought Hawk was to acquiesce. His lover took the offer of Silverfin's mouth with a pleased hum, hands sliding down to splay at the small of Silverfin's back. Yet, he pulled back, climbing out of bed and leaving Silverfin cold and naked between the sheets on his own.
"My fingers will give you what you desire once we've resupplied," he said, pressing his fingertips briefly to Silverfin's lips. "With interest. If you behave and let Doc LeBaron see to you."
"Then I can misbehave later?"
"Perhaps."
Silverfin leaned back against the cushions, watching the perfect globe of Hawk's muscular ass as he moved across the cabin to pour water into the wash basin.
Part of him regretted telling Hawk about theEstrelain the first place. Funny how his tool to catch Hawk's interest had become his bane.
Now he wished they didn't need the damn gold at all.
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