Hello my lovely readers. I just wanted to give a fair warning that this chapter contains explicit material. I also wanted to mention that this is going to be a three-shot and the next chapter will contain explicit material, well in all honesty it'll contain graphic depictions of sex. Have a lovely time reading and once again if you find something wrong or just need some clearing up don't be afraid to say something. The final chapter has already been written and will go up within the next few days.

I do do not own Assassins Creed.


"(y/n)!" Your father calls the next morning.

"Yes, father?" You enter his cabin.

"I thought I told ye to stay on th' ship yesterday." He says angrily.

"I did." You answered him.

"Oh really? Then why were ye seen at the tavern yesterday after I told ye not to leave the ship? And with a strange lad, no less?" He bellows.

"I was only out fer a couple hours. Ye said ye didn't expect me to stay on th' ship our whole stay. Besides James be hardly a strange lad." You defend.

"James? As in JAMES KIDD?" He yells in surprise.

"Um yes. I met him in the tavern yesterday." You say nervously cause very little was able to surprise your father.

"Ye met captain James Kidd? Ye met the James Kidd who's worse than his father, William Kidd, ever was?" He asks

"Yes. He was really nice." You say trying to calm your father.

"Stay away from him! That lad is nothing but trouble. In fact just stay on the ship. We're leaving tomorrow anyways. We're going t' Kingston come morning."

"What? Why do I need t' stay on the ship? Nothing is going t' happen t' me." You argue.

"I don't care! Ye are t' stay on the ship until we reach the next island."

"Fine." You narrow your eyes and quickly left his cabin. You stomped back to your cabin and threw yourself on your bed. You took deep breaths and tried to calm yourself down. You decide that you aren't going to listen to your father and will try to sneak out.

That night you get dressed to go out and pin your hair back so you could hide it under a scarf. You put on some make up to hide your features and start to leave your cabin. You pause when you notice a crew member sitting outside of your door. You go back inside and try to go out through the window but your father had someone block it. You angrily tear off your clothes and lay in your bed. You can't believe that your father is treating you like a child.

You stay in bed for a few hours before you hear a thunk outside of your room. You get up, put on your robe, and grab a dagger before peeking out of your door. You saw nothing so you step outside with your dagger at the ready.

You didn't notice someone come up behind you until they disarmed you and pulled you back in the room. You started to fight back until you took in the scent of rum, ocean breeze, and spices.

"James?"

He let you go and you spun around to see that it indeed was James. You stood in awe for a second before wondering what in the world he was doing in your cabin.

"What are ye doing here?" You ask slightly panicked at the thought of what would happen if your father found him.

"I told ye that if ye didn't come t' me I would come t' ye." He shrugged. You suddenly remembered that the person watching your door earlier was gone.

"What did ye do t' th' guy outside my door?"

"I knocked 'im out." He says simply.

"Are ye insane? If someone finds him they're going t' alert the whole crew." You ask out of shock.

"That's not going to be an issue. He's around th' corner, positioned in a specifically to seem awake." He explained smugly.

"Hold on. I need t' process this. Ye're in my room on a ship full of pirates because I didn't go t' the tavern? How did ye even get past th' entire crew?" You ask, incredulously.

"That's my secret."

You pinch the bridge of your nose and sit on your bed. You lay back on trying to process things. James approaches your bed and sits next to you.

"Do ye still want your surprise?"

You look at him and nod, figuring that you might as well see what he had for you. You sit back up but you forgot that you were half dressed and let your robe fall open. James had been about to pull something out of his jacket but paused to stare at you.

"What's wrong?"

You look down at where he's staring and you immediately close your robe and start to blush.

"Don't stare at my body ye pervert!" You yell in embarrassment.

"Shh someone will come if ye're too loud. Besides how am I a pervert if ye let yer robe open? I'm a man and I will stare if I see the naked body of a beautiful woman."

"And that's what makes ye a pervert."

"I don't remember ye saying that yesterday. When ye were in my lap, pressed up against my chest with yer nails scratching down my back. In fact ye were enjoying it."

"Shut up!" You squeak and hide your face in your hands. You were blushing bright red and turned away from him. He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you into him.

"Don't ye remember? My hands squeezing yer ass. Ye were moaning and grinding on me. Ye were pushing your chest into me. Remember how much ye liked it when I left this mark?" He whispers into your ear and presses a kiss to the mark on your neck. You shiver and start to breath a little faster and use your hands to cover your mouth. You try to pull away but James wouldn't let you. The only thing to stop you from giving in was the thought of what would happen if your dad caught you two. You take shaky deep breaths and close your eyes.

James suddenly has an absolutely wicked look in his eyes as he watches you. While you try to calm down his hands slowly go under your robe and descend until he's caressing your hips. You start wiggle and moan because your hips, back, and sides are extremely sensitive. You can't help but lift your pelvis slightly and push into his touch. His hands rove over your lower body, taking note of sensitive areas and giving them special attention. His lips join in and he starts to tease your neck. Within a few minutes you are starting to lose control.

"Mm. Ye're looking pretty perverted right now. Is this what ye want? For me to touch ye? For me to kiss ye?" James whispers into your ear. His fingers travel higher until they're just below your breast. You arch into his hand, silently begging for him to touch you more. You can feel yourself start to get wet as you give in to the sensations.

"No answer? Maybe I should stop." He slows his hands and starts to pull away but you grab his hands and press them to your breast.

"Don't-Don't stop. Please." You whimper. He smirks sexily and squeezes your breast. You let go of his hands and place one arm behind his neck while the other rests on his leg.

"Good girl. Now tell me what ye want. Do you like it when I talk dirty to ye?" He asks tweaking your nipples.

"I-I" You stop and bite your lip to hold back a moan.

"Come on. I want to hear ye say it. Tell me what ye want me to do." He tugs on your nipples sharply, making you moan loudly.

"Yes~. I love it~." you moan out

"That's a good girl. Now tell me what ye want me to do, love." He asks teasing your neck.

"I~I want ye t~to touch m~me." You pant out between moans.

"Yer going to have to be more specific than that. They're are just too many places I can touch you." His words makes you let out a soft moan. He teases you and uses one hand to drag down your torso and skim the top of your panties before heading back up to your breast.

"I~I don't k~know. I~. W-want ye t~to touch me all~. Over." You panted unable to concentrate. He seemed to take great pride in making you barely able to speak.

"All over? So ye want me to touch you here?" He roughly squeezes your nipples and you're just barely hold back a scream. "And here." He bites your neck then licks it to soothe the bite. You don't completely stop the scream that time. "Here too." He grabs your ass with one hand and squeezes it then starts to massage it. "And can't forget to touch ye here." His other hand moves down to start rubbing your already wet core under your panties. You gasp in surprise before letting out a long moan. Your arm around his neck tightens and the other hand squeezes his knee in an attempt to stay grounded. He lets go of your ass and pulls you into his lap with your back to his chest before scooting back towards the headboard. He set you between his legs and grabs your breast with his unoccupied hand. You no longer try to hold back your moans and wiggle your hips, trying to make his fingers enter you. You whine when he pulls his hand away and begin to protest when you realize he's pulling your underwear off so he can have better access. You do your best to help him by removing your robe and panties while he works on your bra. When he's done he returns his hands to their previous positions.

"Look at ye, naked and spread for only my eyes to see. So beautiful. Tell me, has anyone else touched ye?" He asks, letting his index finger enter you. You moan and squeeze around him. He hisses and let's you relax a bit before moving in and out.

"N~no. Y~ye're the first~." You moan out.

"Mm so my naughty little girl is a virgin?" He asks smirking seductively. You can no longer speak so you nod instead. Your head tilts back to lay on his shoulder and turn to look at his face

"And has my naughty little virgin ever touched herself?" He asks with lust filled eyes. Yet again you nod and notice the lust in his eyes grow as he groans at your answer. He adds another finger to your moistening cunt and starts to do scissoring motion.

"I would love to watch. Will y' let me watch next time?" He whispers in a sexy rough voice. You moan and quickly nod. You grind your hips on his fingers and in the process bump into his covered erection. He groans and unintentionally jerks hips forward grinding into your ass. You both moan at the contact and you can't help but to continue grinding on him as he adds another finger.

"P-please. M-more. I need more." You whine. He presses his thumb against your clit and moves his fingers faster. You moan the loudest yet and your hips spasm. You push your lips to his in a rough kiss and practically scream into his mouth as he pushes his fingers against your g-spot.

"Right there~. Do it again~." You moan and push against his fingers. He's quick to repeat his actions and soon you can't even think straight.

"James. James. James." The only coherent thing to come to mind was his name. You continued to only say his name until you were blinded by a white light as you were hit with your orgasm. Your body shook as you walls clamped on his fingers and James had take possession of your lips to keep you from screaming his name too loud. You slowly come down from your orgasm and watch James lick his fingers.

"Not bad."

You start to giggle out of exhaustion, disbelief, and post orgasm bliss. James, despite the hard on you against your back, looks pretty serene to you. You stop giggling and press a kiss to his lips.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." You say when you pull back.

"Will ye come back?" He asks.

"I don't know. If I do I don't think it'll be for a very long time. My father is over protective and nearly had a fit when he found out that I was in the tavern with ye yesterday. That's actually why I didn't go to the tavern tonight, he didn't want me to see ye." You explain. James look to be in deep thought when you finish. The room is silent for a few minutes before James suddenly smiles.

"Where are ye sailing t'?" He asks.

"Kingston. Why?" You ask, confused.

"I'm sure everything will work out. We'll see each other sooner than you think." He says in a secretive manner. You look at him curiously before just deciding to trust him, he hasn't led you astray yet and he has been true to his word.

"Alright James. While I would love for ye to stay it would be best if ye leave soon, while the cover of night is still around to hide ye from the crew." You say reluctantly.

"I know." He says and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. You moved out of his way so he could stand.

"Will ye see me off tomorrow?" You ask, hopefully.

"Of course." He says and sends you his signature smirk before exiting your room.

A little while after he's gone you sit and ponder how things escalated so quickly. He went from just a guy found curious and attractive to someone you wouldn't mind spending your nights with. You also suddenly remember that he never gave you your surprise.