Analogies
The foot of his Cuban cigar burned orange-yellow embers. Bits of ash broke off and dusted the top of his red and black leather button up vest. Killian's legs were kicked up on the deck, eyes closed, lost in the music of the tides swishing gently to and fro. He would've allowed the swaying waves to rock him to sleep while reared back his chair, but he was desperate to see the night through. It was still, serene and nothing pleased the pirate more than a rum drinking starry night and a Cuban between the lips aboard the Jolly Roger. He threw back another swig from his flask then used the back of his wrist to wipe away the few brown drops that dribbled down his bearded chin.
Clicking heels interrupted Killian's reverie. His eyes peeled open in curiosity but that clicking was all too familiar. It neared the back of his head and he smirked at the fingers that crawled onto his shoulders.
"Am I interrupting?" Regina asked in a hushed voice.
Still grinning, Killian licked his lips.
"Just a pirate and his rum."
"Hmm. So that's a yes."
He snickered through his nose and took her slender fingers between his thumb and index. Tenderly, his lips kissed her knuckles and silently lingered there for a few moments. Regina was taken by his surprisingly meek, affectionate behavior. Their dynamic was fiery and wild, anything but sweet. Hand still coiled in his, she rounded Killian's chair and rested her backside on the edge of the ship. He lowered his feet as to not let go of her supple fingers.
"What's gotten into you?"
"How do you mean?"
"I don't know... you seem different... quiet."
"In my 300 years I've learned that a man's better off speaking less and listening more, Regina."
"Well it's definitely tough to argue with that." She offered a toothless smile. The smile he returned was weak and struggled to spread onto his face.
"Killian. You've got something on your mind, there's no denying that. Tell me."
His turquoise eyes glanced up at her worrying puss then he stood to be face to face with his forbidden lover. Close enough to feel the warmth of her breath, he spoke in a low, smooth voice. Every syllable was silky and creamy like drops of melted honey.
"I need this, Regina. I don't what we are," he cupped her cheek, "but I need it. The danger, the rush, the pleasure of making you hurt in all the right ways."
Though the tips of his fingers were tender and arousing, touch was unnecessary. His words were pure sex. They caressed her skin and teased her body. They curled into a come hither motion that coaxed her core to the brink of aching and yearning. This alone could make Regina wet her panties.
"Your beauty... Your scent." He brushed his nose between her neck and ear. "Your feel." His hands slowly groped at her curves. "Your taste." He swirled his tongue deep inside her mouth then sucked at her bottom lip as he pulled away. "Your sound." Their legs intertwined as he pressed his thigh into her center. A drawled whimper broke passed her red lipstick. "Not a day on the high seas made me feel as alive as I do when I'm with you. And I refuse to give it up."
"I don't want you to."
Their eyes locked in a silent daze before Killian tightened his clasp around her body and kissed her deeply in the moonlight. They were feral and utterly untamed, clawing at each other like ferocious cats in heat. Regina moaned into his rum and tobacco flavored mouth and savored the taste of him as wholly as he did her own. Killian stood between her legs and deepened the kiss enough that they nearly lost of their balance and fell into the water. Their lips parted as they found their footing again, foreheads pressed together.
"Killian," Regina breathlessly whispered. "You say you like hurting me in all the right ways… that you like the danger."
"Aye."
"I trust you enough to try something, something different."
"What is it, love?"
"Hurt me in all the right ways." She murmured as she moved his hands from her back and waist to her ass.
Cupping her apple bottom, Killian measured her dark brown eyes in curious thought of what his lover was suggesting. Regina bit her bottom lip and gently squeezed at his biceps hoping he got the hint. He did indeed understand what she was asking, but he wanted to hear the words. Nothing made him harder than hearing Regina utter her desires in that low, satiny voice of hers.
"Tell me exactly what you want."
"I want you to fuck my ass, Killian."
He raised his hand then slowly dipped his index finger into her mouth watching it slide in between the plump layers of matte red.
"You are one nasty little girl, aren't you?" He oozed as she squinted her eyes and sucked on him. His fingers still gripped her jaw after he pulled the finger out.
"There's just something about you that makes me wanna do bad things."
"Is that your way of convincing me to say yes?"
Eyes glossed in lust she nodded at the pirate.
"Well it's working." He kissed her lips before taking her hand and leading her below deck to captain's quarters. For a centuries old ship Regina expected it to be repellent and maybe a foul ocean smell, but it was actually quite cozy. The bed was medieval looking and cloaked in some kind of fur resembling a cougar's. A few candle lanterns spread across the room and gave both a gentle glow and a musky aroma that pleased the mayor's senses. Instead of dirty pirate it was more like edgy modern bachelor. Killian closed the door behind them and told Regina to wait there while he went over to the bed and began undressing.
"Getting started without me?" She asked.
"Be patient." He threw off his leather vest revealing the fine hairs across his abdomen and chest. Next would be his boots, then his pants and underwear. Though mostly flaccid, his phallus still hung low and her mouth watered at the thought of it hardening between her lips. Naked, he crawled onto the bed and sat up halfway on some pillows at the headboard. His eyes darkened as he looked her up and down from across the room.
"Stand in front of the bed." He drawled.
Without question she sauntered to the front of the bed, swishing her hips with each step.
"Take your clothes off… slowly."
She curled her thumbs into the waistline of her royal blue skirt before dancing it around her hips, teasing his lustful eyes. Turning around, she inched it down and little by little her black string thong came into view. Her backside was curvy and voluptuous, plenty for the pirate to feast his hands on. Without letting go of the skirt, she glanced back at Killian as she was bent over. The tip of his tongue poked passed his lips and a famished look glossed over his face.
"You like?" She asked.
"Very much."
Smirking, she dropped the skirt the rest of the way, stepped out of them then turned back around to unbutton her black blouse. She threw it to the side and all that was left was her black lingerie and creamy tanned skinned. Motioning to peel her feet out of her black high heels, she was interrupted.
"No. Leave those on." He murmured. "Come here and get it wet." He flicked his eyes down at himself.
She clicked her way to the foot of the bed then crawled her way onto it to between his spread legs. On her hands and knees, she caressed his hips as she lowered her nose to brush against his package. It nestled into his balls then her tongue flattened and swirled over each one. She lifted his flaccid length then slowly licked from the shaft to the tip before sucking it into her mouth. Her eyes looked up at him as she inch by inch, swallowed him whole.
A tingling sensation coursed through his veins as he watched himself submerge into her warm, slick mouth. His eyes squeezed shut and his chest filled with air, stiffened by the swaying tongue around his base. She sucked carefully but entirely, holding him in her throat each time she lowered herself.
As he hardened, his length reached further into her. But she still deep throated all of him, gagging after every few seconds of holding him inside. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and twisted side to side to help blow him faster. Now his breaths quickened watching her drool and bob up and down on his hard cock. It was wet but he liked it even sloppier.
"Fuck. Yeah, Regina c'mon. Make it messy."
She relaxed her throat and swallowed all of him again. He held her head down so she couldn't let him go and before long she started choking and gagging with his thick deep in her airways. When he finally let her up, she coughed and spit out the excess wads of drool. With no regard for her catching her breath, Killian shoved her mouth back onto him and pushed until her forehead pressed against his abs.
"Mmmm god yes." He moaned as he held her there.
She rubbed her tongue on his balls until she gagged on his thick cock and he let her up.
"I'm gonna fuck your mouth. Sit up."
She sat back on her heels and was about to wipe her mouth but remembered how sopping and messy he liked it to be. Now he was standing on the bed, fingers dug into her brown locks and dripping cock erected in front of her mouth. Her hands found his hips and her throat relaxed to ready herself for the abuse it was about to take.
"Open wide."
Killian pushed himself inside her and started fucking her gaped mouth as quickly as he would her pussy. Gripping the back of her head, he was relentless in punishing her throat. She widened her mouth every few strokes to breathe in what little air his cock would allow. For the final stroke he held her head down and she shook her head with her lips coiled around the deepest part of him.
"Fucking hell, Regina! Yes!"
Her throat tightened around him and she clawed at his thighs, desperate for air. He pulled her hair back and she gasped at the ceiling. But before she could fully catch her breath, he yanked her hair toward the headboard.
"On all fours, baby."
Arched back and winded lungs, she waited on all fours for the cock to finally fuck her tight ass. He unhooked her bra and took it off, next her panties would be gone, the black stilettos would stay. They turned Regina's usual sophistication into cum hungry slutiness and he loved the sight of it.
While on his knees Killian bent over and used his tongue to slick some of the seeping wetness from her pussy to her ass. She was throbbing and in need of much more friction but it still pleased her.
"Ah baby that feels good." She whimpered.
"And you taste good, baby." He hummed into her pussy and trailed his licks to her ass once more. He spit and drooled on the tight opening to get her ready for the stretch of his girth. "You want me inside your ass?"
"Yes, baby. Please."
"Please what."
"Please fuck my ass, daddy. I want it hard and deep. Make it hurt so good please."
"Yeah? Pretty please?" One hand on her hip, he teased the outside of her ass by rubbing the tip against it.
"Pretty plea-"
He pushed the tip in before she could finish. Soft sighs left her lips as her entire body paralyzed, waiting for more of him.
"Relax, baby. Let me in." He pushed in a little more while holding her sides.
"Oh fuck.. Killian! Ahhh!" She cried as she grabbed a fistful of sheets, gasping in between words.
"You can do it, c'mon." He pushed himself inside her until his entire erection couldn't be seen.
Her back curved and the scream she bellowed out was deafening.
"Shh you're alright, love." He whispered then bent down to kiss the top of her spine. "You're alright."
Her moans sounded like cries of agony, the pain deep in her belly was gnawing and tight. But, ironically, it was pleasurable and warm. It sent tingling sensations through her cheeks, up her stomach and around to her swollen vulva. He slowly began pumping into her once she settled down.
Each time his cock fucked deep inside her, she let out a throaty sob. The sheets twisted her wrists as her only source of relief. But the more he stroked, the more the anguish began to ooze and she yearned for more.
"Faster, baby."
He pulled her hips back only slightly then quickened his stroke, thighs slapping against the back of her more audibly now.
"You like that?"
She was too lost in the sensations to speak. Only wailing moans could be heard.
"I can't hear you." He slapped her ass and continued fucking her.
"Yes! Yes! I love it! More daddy, please!"
Now he fucked her harder and groaned at the tightness of the muscles around his cock.
"Fuck! God, your ass feels so fucking good." His jaw dropped and head reared back, still pounding into her. Their moans almost synced now as both were overwhelmed by the intensity of how good the other felt.
Killian's chin returned to his chest and he reached around to finally give her slit some much longed for friction. Her nub was so aroused and sensitive that the sudden contact made Regina squeeze her legs shut and squirm away from him. But they remained connected.
"Come back here, lass." He repositioned them then put his hands on her inner thighs to pulled them apart even though they resisted. His fingers found her clit once more and started rubbing circles on it.
"Oh fuck, Killian! Fuck that's amazing!" She moaned as she grabbed at his wrist.
He started fucking her ass again while his fingers worked their magical ministrations. Soon after, pressure swelled between her legs and she felt herself about to come undone. The dick digging deep into her ass pushed her orgasm even closer.
"You're gonna… make me… cum…" She panted before her back curved and her orgasm exploded through her body. Her cries and screams were seemingly unending as Killian didn't let up. He fucked her powerfully the entire time she came and waves of squirting cum trickled out of her pussy. She clutched and bit at the sheets. Her ass pulsed with each ripple of the orgasm that still hadn't released its grip around her body.
The rhythmic tightening of her ass around Killian's cock brought him to the edge. He grimaced as his own orgasm surged through his core and took hold of him. His stroke sputtered and his semen creamed the deepest parts of her insides. He pushed himself entirely within her while the last of his peak twitched away.
Now both their bodies were weakened and limber. Her knees were barely able to stay up anymore and trembled as she lied her head on the pillow. Killian himself felt his body giving out. His upper body slouched down and he pushed down on Regina's hips so she, and he, could lie flat. On top of her back, he curled his hands underneath her arms and interlocked their fingers.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you?" He asked in a hushed, breathless voice, cheek rested on hers.
Maybe she was too weak or maybe she was utterly entranced by the ecstasy of her cosmic orgasm, but she didn't reply. She just closed her eyes and rubbed tiny circles on his knuckles with her thumb.