Silverfin yelped, more from surprise than sensation. "What are you doing?"
Hawk's fingers rubbed over his skin. "Punishing you."
"Is... this a pirate tradition I'm not yet aware of?"
Hawk chuckled, low and throaty. "Disrespecting one's captain is a serious offense. But this kind of punishment is reserved only for you, my squirmy little minx."
"Oh." Still not quite sure what to think of this, Silverfin tried to twist to look up at the pirate. Hawk made a disapproving noise, hand between his shoulder blades pushing him down and holding him firmly in place. He delivered two more smacks to Silverfin's ass, fast and shuddering. It wasn't particularly gentle, the sensation sharp and stinging, but there was something undeniably arousing in this act, mixing with his desire to make his cock jerk against Hawk's leg.
Hawk's voice lowered as he rubbed over Silverfin's abused skin. "Now... will you accept your captain's punishment like a good boy?"
Silverfin moaned, grinding his cock against his thigh. "Oh yes," he answered, eagerly. There was no need for consideration. "I'll accept anything you want, Captain."
Hawk's fingers dug into the fleshy part of his ass. "Careful what you say," he growled. "I may just take you up on that offer."
Silverfin opened his mouth to encourage just that, but his words were interrupted by another sharp blow. Now that he'd made up his mind to accept it, the intensity of pleasure was incredibly arousing. His blood flow reversed and rushed like a wave headlong to his prick, which sprung forth and stabbed Hawk’s thigh in a fit of unsatisfied fury. Silverfin bit his lip to prevent a loud moan from escaping.
Hawk groaned for him, low and appreciative. "Do you see the error of your ways, now?"
"I..." Silverfin thought wildly. What was the right answer? Would it bring more spanking, or would Hawk stop? And which did he actually prefer? "Yes?" he tried cautiously.
His answer earned him another smack on each cheek. Silverfin whimpered, grinding his swollen prick against Hawk's thigh. "Captain, please..."
"Tell me what you did wrong," Hawk growled, even as the stroke of his fingers soothed the sting of the blows. "Tell me what you did wrong and tell me you won't do it again."
"I... jerked off in your cabin and I won't do it again." He yelped as Hawk's palm connected with his ass, which was becoming hot and sore from the spanking. His face flushed as well, and a small dribble of saliva appeared to attempt to escape from his mouth.
"And?"
"And...?" His lack of response earned him another smack, making him cry out.
"You jerked off in my cabin, without me, and without my permission," Hawk said sternly, fingers hot as he rubbed over Silverfin's abused flesh. "You left a terrible mess on my windowsill like a dirty little slut."
“So...,” Silverfin panted into his own forearm, “it would have been fine if I had asked your permission first and let you watch? Just to be clear?”
Instead of an affirmative, his response pulled a grunt from Hawk's lips. His fingers dug into Silverfin's ass again.
“Captain,please,” Silverfin begged, beginning to lose his mind. “It’s so incredibly swollen, I’m afraid it’s going to explode. Without your permission!”
Hawk let out a breath in reply, low and shaky. His fingers dragged down the crease of Silverfin's ass, sending a shudder of pleasure through him that was almost as nice as when the captain’s cock had been in their place. "That's better," Hawk muttered gruffly, fingers switching to teasing the soft skin behind Silverfin’s balls. "Fuck, you look good like this. Your pretty little ass in the air, all flushed pink...."
Whether it was the bevy of sensation or the heat of Hawk's words that made Silverfin's cock jerk in painful arousal, he wasn't quite sure. "Pink is good?"
Hawk's thumb rubbed up his ass crack again, pressing against the tight pucker of his hole. It was unexpectedly pleasurable - or maybe Silverfin was just so aroused that any contact would have been welcome.
Until that moment, Silverfin had been pretty sure that this particular orifice only had one purpose. Then again, he had been mistaken about his third leg as well. After all, merfolk spawned, notthisodd comingling of flesh and fluids that the bipeds called “love making.”
He whimpered, squirming in Hawk’s lap like a flounder tossed upon the beach. "Captain... Captain,please!"
"Alright." Hawk's voice was rough with need in a way that went straight to Silverfin's cock. "Open your mouth. I'll give you everything you need."
Silverfin obeyed, whimpering as Hawk's fingers moved from his balls, only to reach around and press between his lips. He sucked on the digits hungrily, hips rocking as he ground his cock against rough fabric covering the captain’s thigh, doubtlessly leaving stains on Hawk’s breeches.
Maybe Hawk would let him come like this. If he asked. He tried to ask around a mouthful of fingers but just ended up drooling on the bench, his words garbled.
"Shhh," Hawk murmured, free hand carding through his hair. "Don't worry, little darling. I'll take care of you. You've earned that."
Silverfin emitted a contented grunt around Hawk’s fingers.
