Nassau, December 1, 1719
Lighting rolled in the distance followed by a low clap of thunder, the rain hadn't arrived yet but was sure to be upon them before daylight broke. Edward sat at a table in the crowded Tavern watching as the sea lapped against his docked Jackdaw.
They had been settled for nearly a week and the crew began to grow anxious for more plunder and adventure. Some filled their time with drink and others wasted money on whores, but most of them took to whispering amongst themselves. Musings of possible mutiny danced along his ears but he couldn't be bothered to defend himself.
He releases a sigh loud enough to quiet their whispering and lowers his gaze to his tankard. He glares bitterly, finally reaching the bottom of the mug. He raises the mug up and the barkeep quickly bounces over to refill his glass. He palms over his eyes, feeling a migraine in the making.
He hears the old bench he's sitting on creak next to him but doesn't bother to greet his unwelcome company. They sit quietly for a few minutes before a hand slaps itself down in front of him.
Edward moves his gaze over to the offending object, the hand was a bit smaller in size but they were obviously working hands, covered in old scars. Perhaps they were a soldier? He follows the hand up to a red cuff, to an olive jacket and of course to a tan face with hazel colored eyes, his face contorted in that ever present smirk.
"Kidd." He growls, the venom practically dripping in his voice. The young man, who couldn't have been older than seventeen, only replied with a curt, "Kenway." The syllables rolling elegantly off his tongue. The two sit silently, Kidd completely oblivious to Kenway's obvious discomfort. The teen simply sits back in his chair with arms crossed and a large smirk plastered across his face.
He orders a drink from a passing waitress. She gives him a flirtatious smile and ghosts her hands over the lads smooth face. Kenway growls when she places her hand a bit too close to Kidd's thigh. Kidd's smirk widens and he sends his friend a mischievous wink. Kidd whispers something into the waitress' ear and she giggles, giving Edward a scandalous look. Jaysus what is that lad up to now?
Edward's mug was set down in front of him and he took a large gulp of the liquid. He glances down at her hand again, her hand ghosting just over the front of his trousers. James connects eyes with Edward and winks, bucking his hips up once against the woman's hand. Edward's face turns red with anger, That should be me in her position! He shakes his head, this was no way to think about his friend.
Edward shifts uncomfortably in his seat and Kidd smirks. The waitress arrives, ale in hand, When did she leave? As the woman turns to tend another table Kidd leans forward and gives her a hard slap to her arse. The woman giggles and leans over giving James quite the show. Are they fucking? They're fucking aren't they? Kenway sinks lower into his seat and watches at the woman slinks away.
Edward downs the rest of his drink and glances back to his best mate. James mouth was forming some sort of sentence but the amount of drink Edward had consumed- Wait what did he say? James glares at the man and finally his voice comes in clearer. "Are you even listening Kenway?" Edward shakes his head and shifts his gaze, which had been locked at the teens lips, back up to his eyes.
"Sorry mate, you were saying?" James sighs and leans back in his chair, "Your mind is drifting Kenway, what in God's name are you doing here drinking yourself to death. Shouldn't you be off looking for them riches you're always on about?" Edward sighs and looks past the young captain. The last bit of the sun finally dipped over the horizon and now left the small shanty town blanketed in darkness, lit only by the stars above. "I'm just frustrated I guess." His voice trails off and James quirks an eyebrow, "About?"
Edward purses his lips and lies, "Almost caught the sage but he nearly blew the Jackdaw out of the water." James eyes gleam in the moonlight and he throws an excited fist to the table, splaying legs open just enough to cause a tightening in Kenway's breeches. Is this an invitation or am I just reading too much into it? I'm reading too much into it, Jim's obviously into woman. Edward shakes the thoughts from his mind.
"Put your ambitions to better use Kenway. Find the sage with us!" Edward leans back pulling away from James' hand and shakes his head. Us being the assassins, Jim just will not take no for an answer, Jaysus how much more clearer should he make it? "I have no interest running with your lot and looking like a loon. No, I'll find my treasure alone. I want a taste of the good life, an easy life."
James slams his other fist to the table, interrupting the band's music, all eyes on him. "No one honest has an easy life Edward," he stands up slowly, Edward's eyes never leaving his empty cup. "and it's aching for the one causing the most pain." James storms from the tavern and the band resumes their song. Edward watching the sway of his hips as he leaves, he lets out an annoyed sigh and orders another rum.
Edward stands, having been denied yet another drink, "Bah, I 'ave m' own 'n the Jackdaw, I ain't wasting another cent in this pox infested pub." He shouts and stumbles, nearly falling down the steps. He holds tightly to the railing as he tiptoes down the weathered old stairs and glances up at the sky. The clouds finally started to thicken above him and he hurries as fast as his drunken body will allow.
As he plods through the dusty town he stops, What a lovely voice. He hums along to the shanty and stumbles towards the familiar voice. He finally reaches the silhouette perched delecately atop a fallen palm. His feet kicking in the air as he hums quietly to himself, Edward's lips poke into a small smile. He'd never caught the lad off guard before, he was going to have fun with this! Edward stumbles towards his friend and throws his arms around the teen's waist leaning his head heavily against his shoulder.
Kidd stiffens and cocks his hidden blades but relaxes once he lays eyes on the drunken blonde pirate. "Christ Kenway! You scared me half to death!" The teen tugs at the larger male's arms in an attempt to pull him off, "Now get your natty hands off me!" Edward's grip tightens and he nuzzles his face against the lad's neck. James' face brightens and leans, ever so slightly, into his embrace. Anyone else wouldn't have noticed but Edward did, so he smirked.
He grazes his lips against James' neck, who rewards him with the smallest of sighs. His smirk deepens when James squirms in an attempt to hop from the tree. He tightens his grip and nibbles just under his jaw, "Jim, did I ever tell you just how handsome you are?" Kidd groans, defenses quickly crumbling away, "I recall so once," he takes a sharp breath in when Edward finds that sweet spot on his neck, "What do you want, Kenway?"
Edward climbs over the tree, gracefully falling face first into the sand. He hops up like nothing happened and brushes the sand from his chest. Kidd lets a snicker escape his lips and Kenway is on him in seconds. He leans in, warm breath ghosting over Jim's flushed face, "I think you know what I want." What a cocky bastard. James' face turns a deep shade of red, his eyes flick down to his sleeve.
He tugs at the fraying material and mumbles, "I think you've had too much drink Edward." James can nearly taste the rum on Edward's breath, he leans closer and James instinctively shuts his eyes, "I think I've had just enough." He brushes a feather light kiss to James' lips then leans back, gauging James reaction. He laughs, having never seen the lad so flustered before.
James furrows his brows and pulls Edward by the collar, crashing his lips angrily to the blonde's. He can hear his heart in his ears, but who cares, Edward kissed him first! Edward rolls his hips into James, who groans in response. James' wraps his arms tight around the older pirates neck, leaving barely a gap between the two. As Edward trails his hands down the teen's waist he thinks, too slender for a man. Then James rolls Edward's lip between his teeth and all though were lost.
He groans deep in his throat and Kidd smirks, he grinds against Edward's arousal begging for another taste of the sound. Edward grunts between kisses, "Jaysus K-idd". His tongue darts tracing the outside of the teen's lip and he opens them without hesitation. Edward's tongue rolls lazily inside James' mouth, mapping out the new territory. His hands wander to James' sash and he tugs lightly, ready to claim his prize.
James halts his hands and Edward pulls away reluctantly. Kidd licks his lips and with a smirk and grinds against his errection, "Can we take this somewhere a little more private?" Jim tilts his head towards the sky, the clouds thick and heavy above, "besides it looks like it'll rain any minute now."
Edward glances up and a drop of rain lands on his cheek. Should we do this? He looks back where James had been. "Well are you coming Kenway?" He whips his head to the side, Yes we should! His eyes darken with lust as he watches the lad's firm arse. He takes off after his best mate, "Wait Jim!"
Edward slams James hard against the side of his ship, their fingers entwine and Edward places a hard kiss to his mouth. He grinds his hips against the younge captain's, James can feel his arousal hard against his thigh. Edward pulls away, leaving the lad panting. He nibbles down his chin, to his neck, and stops just collar of his shirt. Edward's eyes flick up to James' as he sucks a large dark mark into the pale skin .James bites his lip in an attempt to stifle noise as Edward continues his assult.
Eventually he pulls away, admiring his handy work. James watches Kenway through heavy lidded and pulls him into a lavacious kiss. James pulls away leaving Edward wanting more, he wink, "Let's get inside before this advances any further. We don't need no prying eyes." Edward bends forward to connect their lips again but James is gone. He feels a tug on his wrist and he's being pulled onto his Jackdaw. His feet hit the deck and he's drug into his cabin before he can reply.
The door slams shut and James shoves Edward against the wall. He grunts and James lands on his knees. He pulls Edward down into a sloppy open mouth kiss, making quick work of the laces on Edward's trousers. He groans when James finally pulls him from his confines. The air is cool against his hot skin as he stands proud in anticipation for James' warm mouth.
Kidd licks his lips with a twinkle in his eye, he gives Edward a wink then plunges down. Edward throws his head back against the door as he takes his whole length. James swirls his tongue around his shaft and Edward thrusts forward once. James pulls back, releasing him with a pop, giving him an accusing look. Edward smiles sheepishly, apologizing, "Sorry." Kidd rolls his eyes and drags his tongue from base to tip with a smirk. Edward groans again and runs his fingers through James' brown locks.
James groans, pulling Edward from his mouth and looks expectantly up at him. He grumbles something under his breath and James stands and whispers, "What's that mate?" Edward leans forward and nibbles at the teen's ear lobe, "I said, I can't wait to fuck that tight arse of yours." James grins and releases his grip, "I was hoping you'd fuck more than just my arse, I didn't realize you were a sodomite."
Edward leans away confused, watching as James saunters towards the bed. He sits down with legs crossed and an eyebrow cocked. He pulls the bandana from his head and slowly lets down his hair. Edward watches in facination, He's got more hair than I thought. James shrugs out of his coat and winks. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, and Edward can't peel his eyes away. The white linen falls to the floor and Edward gasps, "You're a woman?"
James laughs and leans back onto the bed, tugging her boot off, "Aye, I thought you found me out. I didn't know you actually wanted Kidd in your bed." Edward's eyebrows rise but he stalks quickly to the edge and pounces. His hands cup and he licks playfully at her breasts "I'd much rather be in bed with you." He nips at the top of her breast and her mouth opens with a gasp. He rolls his tongue over the nub and she shifts uncomfortably under him.
Edward's hands roam her body, trailing up and down her sides, she groans and slides a hand under he waistband. Edward grabs her wrist, "Now now Jim, there will be plenty of time for that later." He pulls her hand away and slips her pants off in one swift motion. He kneels, his warm breath ghosting over her, Christ, She could practically feel herself dripping! He swipes a finger down her slit and she shivers in excitement.
He sticks a single digit in and begins a slow, insufrable pace. Her hips begin rocking in time with his fingers and he licks once at her clit. She gasps and her quickens his pace, she groans and grips his hair tight, "One ain't enough Kenway." He smirks and slows his movements, "Oh? Well go on, tell me what you want." He sees a flash behind her eyes and she pushes him down. He hums and the vibration shoots straight to her core, "I see."
He grabs onto her hips and lowers his mouth, "Is this," he pulls her clit into his mouth, sucking gently. She throws her head back against the mattress, "What," he frames her lips with his tongue, "you want?" She sucks a sharp breath in and tugs on his hair. He pulls away with a smirk and she cracks one eye open, "Go on, say it." She pulls him back down and shouts loud, "Oh god Kenway! Just fuck me already!"His eyes flash and he practically rips his clothes off. "If that's what you want."
He places a tender kiss to her lips and runs a calloused hand down her leg, stopping just at her hips. He positions himself and pulls her into a softer, passion filled kiss. She wraps her legs around his hips and his tip just teasing her opening. She tightens her legs, encouraging him on and he looks into her eyes. Searching for God knows what, she pecks his lips and he thrusts.
He begins a slow even pace and she gasps, "Edward if you don't move faster I swear to G-hod." Her words die on her lips when he hits that certain spot inside her. He grins, pulling her into another heated kiss. She rakes her nails down his back causing marks that will last for days. He hisses and picks up his slow pace. The room is filled with the sounds of her quiet gasps and his low groans.
She lets out a loud shout, "Edward oh fuck, faster!" He squeezes her arse tightly, lifting her of the bed. He slams into her hard and fast, pleasure tightening like a coil. He chews at her neck leaving more colorful memories for the morning. He gives her a hard slap to her are cheek leaving a red welt. She gasps and with only a few more thrusts he has her falling over the edge. She clenches tightly around him pulling him into his own orgasm and spills his seed inside of her. She was far too wrapped up on her pleasure and he was way too drunk, to think about pulling out.
They both collapse against the bed panting. Edward pulls out of her and she curls against his side. Their skin, hot and sticky and the scent of sex filled the air. They lay there quietly, listening as the began rain pelting the side of the ship. Her eyes become heavy and she slowly drifts off to sleep until Edward breaks the silence, "So what's your real name lass?" She chuckles behind closed eyes and replies, "Mary Read to my mum, and them I call friends."
Her eyes pop opening, revealing beautiful brown, she rolls onto her side abd props her head up with her palm. "But not a word to anyone," She grips tightly to his balls and he squeezes his eyes shut in pain, "Or I'll unman you as well." He opens one eye and she winks at him, Edward smirks and she rolls over pulling the blanket with her.
Nassau, December 2, 1719
Mary is the first to wake up, she hangs her head in her hands remembering the events of the previous night. How could she have been so stupid? She spent all night with a man so pissed drunk he probably wouldn't even remember it the next day. She gets out of the bed gathering her clothes, slowly buttoning her shirt, Hopefully if he remembers anything he will at least remember to keep my secret.
She shakes the thought off and ties her bandana back to her forehead.
She hops off the bed and hurries out of the room, hoping to leave before any of the crew were to wake. Her eyes linger on his form for a moment and whispers, "Maybe another time." She hops off the Jackdaw and wanders her way to the Tavern to order a drink.
"Drinking this early in the morning Captain Kidd?" A familiar red head questions. James makes a face at her frowning, "I've told you before Anne just call me Jim." She smiles and hands the bottle off to James, "So what's got you so upset this early in the morning?" She takes a swig from the bottle, "I'm not upset, I just need to clear my mind." James is interrupted when she hears a rusty voice behind her, "What're you going on about Kidd?"
She whips toward the voice and watches as Thatch and Hornigold approach her. "I'm going after Beckford's plantation, they've got a stockpile of goods just waiting to be plundered." Thatch laughs and pats her hard on the shoulder, "Yer a dreamer just like that Kenway, aye. Speak of the devil."
"Morning all." Edward stumbles into the tavern, Boy does he look hung over. He has an angry scowl on his face that has her reeling back, Shite I knew this would end badly. "What bit you in the knickers Kenway?" Hornigold taunted, "Did you have a bad lay?" James stiffens and cocks a brow, "Aye Kenway, did you have a bad lay?" Edward turns away from the group, and Kidd's heart drops, "No sir, just itching for plunder."
Thatch laughs and points out the marks on Kidd's neck, "James here looks like the one with the bad lay! Look at the size o' that bruise she left ya!" James pulls up her collar a bit higher blushing, "I wouldn't say it was bad." Her eyes flick over to Edward but he avoids her gaze, Shite, he regrets it. She frowns, sets down her glass, heading for the docks. "I think it's time for me to go." She says her goodbyes and hurries away as quickly as her feet will carry her, "Stupid Mary, Stupid!"