Princess Emma walked through the dark streets of the city where she lived with her parents. Or used to live.
She was wearing leather trousers and a long black jacket. She'd hid her breasts by tightly binding a sheet around them. Nobody could see she was a girl after she'd cut her hair a little shorter and bound it in a manly ponytail, and that was exactly what she wanted.
She entered a dark pub and sat down in a corner. She ordered rum and looked around while waiting for it. There were a lot of men playing poker with a whore on their lap, and here and there some men were fighting. She shivered. This wasn't exactly where she wanted to be, but she was searching for a ship, and this was probably the best place to find a captain.
The door opened, and a group of men stormed to the whores. A figure slowly followed the men and she looked at him. He was clearly quite important, because others moved out of the way when he passed.
Emma looked at his hands, and quietly gasped when she saw a hook shining where a hand should be. She'd heard of this pirate. That must be...
"Captain Hook!" A whore hugged the pirate tight, pushing her breasts in his face. He lazily pushed her of him and smiled. "How's it going, Sophie? You missed me?" The whore sighed dramatically. "Oh yes, captain! I was so lonely without you." Hook smirked at that and sat down on a table by his companions. This was her chance.
She stood up and sat beside him. "Hi," she said, but Hook ignored her completely. "I was wondering if you could take me with you on your ship." She said a little bit louder. Suddenly, the whole pub looked at her and she blushed. Then, they all started laughing. "HEY!" She said angry. "I can fight and I'll make myself of good use, I promise." She yelled. Hook looked up and down her body. "Sure lad, of course you can fight." He ignored her again.
Emma took her dagger and held it against his throat. "Let me rephrase that, captain. You'll take me with you." To her surprise, Hook started to laugh. "Well well, the lad has guts after all. I like that. You know what, you come with us and proof you're as useful as you say. If not, we drop you at the next port, okay?" Emma lowered her dagger. "Fine."
Hook and his men were returning to his ship and Emma followed them. "Here she is." A very drunk Hook said after a while, and Emma stood in front of a magnificent ship. "THE ROLLY JOGER!" Hook yelled, and Emma laughed. Hook turned to Smee, his first mate. "Mister Smee, you show the lad his room. It's the small room next to mine."
Smee nodded and tolled Emma to follow him. They stepped on board of the Jolly and Smee opened the door to the living quarters. "The last room is from the captain. You don't enter it unless you have the permission, understood?" Emma nodded. "Your room is just next to his. It's nothing much, just a mattress and a small chest, but it's all you'll need." Emma smiled. "Thank you sir." "Good night, lad." Smee said, and he disappeared out of her room.
Emma closed her door. She was so tired, she couldn't keep her eyes open for one more minute. She fell asleep without a second thought.
A knock on her door woke her up. "Lad! The captain asks you in his cabin, and you shouldn't keep him waiting." Emma sighed. "Coming!" She made sure she looked presentable before knocking on his door. "Come in." A rough voice said.
She entered his room. It was a lot bigger than hers. She bowed before him. "Good morning, captain." He groaned. "Yeah, it would be if not for that damned rum." She heard him mumble. Emma stood up to face him. "You wanted to see me, sir?" She asked. "Yes lad, I've decided you'll be my personal help. You'll clean my room, bring my diner and do everything I ask of you, understood?" Emma nodded.
"Good, you may start with making me a bath. Ask mister Smee for the water." She nodded again and left the room. After ten minutes, the bath was all filled up with hot water.
"You haven't told me your name yet, lad." Hook said as he removed his coat. Emma blushed when she saw his chest as he removed his shirt too. "It's Emm...ett." She saved herself just in time. Come on, Emma. She thought. You can handle this. He moved to feel at the water and she saw his muscles perfectly lined in his body. He was gorgeous.
He started working on the laces of his leather pants and she turned around. "So, Emmett, how did you land in that little pub?" "I... Uhh..." She started, but Hook took her shoulder and turned her around. "Emmett, we're both men and I like to see someone's face when I talk with him." Emma nodded quickly and tried to hold her eyes on his face, in which she failed.
He was so... manly. And it was the first time she got to see a naked man. She started her story again. "My parents were always nice to me, but they locked me away in their little farm while all I wanted was to be free, so I'm running away from them." Hook stepped in the bath. "And where do you want to go?"
"Anywhere." Emma answered. "As long as it's my choice." Hook nodded and started cleaning himself. After a few minutes, Hook stepped out of the bath and Emma handed him a towel. He dried himself and Emma kept her eyes on the ground. "Now, Emmett," Hook said as he putted his pants on. "How long has it been since you've had a good bath?" Emma tried to think, but couldn't remember how long it has been. "A while." She just said.
Hook smiled. "You can use mine while I eat breakfast." He said. Emma blushed. "Can I take one in private, please?" She whispered. Hook laughed. "Come on now, lad, I won't judge. Just undress and get yourself cleaned up." Emma took a few steps back to the door. "I seriously think I..." Hook stood up and went to stand right in front of her. "I said... UN-DRESS." Emma walked to the bath and stood in front of it with her back turned to him.
He would certainly find out now. She removed her jacket and felt his eyes on her back. She blushed and slowly removed her shirt. The sheet was now the only thing that kept her upside from being bare. She heard Hook stand up behind her. "Now now now, what have we here?" He loosened her hair and it fell over her shoulders.
She stared at the ground and covered her upside while he circled her. "The lad... is a lass." He said slowly. "Look at me, girl." He said when he stood right in front of her. She looked at him. "I thought so." He growled. "You're Emma right? The wanted princess?" She nodded and blushed. He sat back down on the chair by his desk. "Okay then, princess, undress."
She swallowed. "Wh... What?" He smirked. "I offered you a bath, so you'll take a bath. Un-dress." He said while tapping his foot on the ground. She slowly removed the sheet and her trousers until she was completely bare under his view. She stepped in the bathtub and covered her breasts.
When he didn't say anything, she looked at him and gasped when she saw his member was out his trousers and he was lazily stroking it. "What are you doing?" She breathed. He grinned. "Just enjoying the view, love, don't mind me." She blushed. "Unless you feel like helping me, of course." He added.
She shook her head and he laughed. He sat down next to her and removed her arms from her breasts. "There, that's better." She heard him breathing louder and louder next to her and he groaned when he spilled his release over his hand. She blushed again, and he gave her a towel. "Okay, princess." He said with a sex voice while she dried herself. "From now on you sleep in my room and if you want to stay out of your parents hands, you'll do whatever I say. Do we have a deal?"
Emma looked up to his face. "You mean with whatever you say that we... That I... You know." He laughed. "Gods, princess, you're bloody innocent. It means I'll fuck you whenever I want." She swallowed loudly.
"If you promise to be careful the first time, we have a deal. But only if you promise my parents won't find me." Hook smirked. "It's settled then, welcome aboard the Jolly Roger, princess.