"So this is where Captain Hayes keeps his real treasure?" The man laughed lowly, his gun not lowering.

"No, not really. He keeps it in the treasury room but since you seem a bit daft, I could point you in the direction of it if you want. I'm sure you wouldn't be able to find it on your own." Courtney countered, and even though she knew she was facing a life-or-death situation, she really couldn't help herself. At least if she was going down, she could go down a trooper.

Before the older pirate could retort with what could be assumed to be an angry response, as evident from the scowl that came to his mouth after Courtney's reply, Owen spoke up, "I doubt we could even be considered treasures, really."

Pursing her lips a bit, Courtney curiously watched Owen while the older boy tapped his fingers on the wooden desk casually, "I think stuff like jewels and gold would be considered treasure. Those sorts of things are shiny. Shiny things tend to sell for a lot. I mean, not all shiny things are valuable obviously, but gold and diamonds are both all shimmery and it's pretty cool in a way—"

Bang

The gun went off with a speedy bullet to the ground and Courtney flinched as the man by the doorway sneered in Owen's direction angrily, "I don't appreciate your yapping, boy."

Owen twisted up his face in a manner that appeared more annoyed than anything and Courtney found herself questioning how the hell Owen was really chattering on and on in the face of danger. Then again, he was a pirate…But what pirate didn't carry any weapons!?

"I'm not yapping. But you know what yaps? Dogs. Not the big ones though, they either bark or just stay and sleep all day. But the little ones yap alot. They're feisty and annoying at times but I guess they're cute if they like you. Which naturally makes sense, because why would they yap if they like you? Unless that's their way of saying they love you, which still doesn't make much sense because most dogs lick you if they like you, right? I think that's how it is anyways."

Courtney watched Owen with nothing short but astonishment beneath her passive straight face.

The boy was staring the pirate right in the eyes, a small smile on his lips as he continued talking nonstop…

"Which reminds me, are you the captain of The Rose?" Owen asked simply.

Grunting now, the older male didn't lower his gun, his eyes narrowing in slits as he took a single step forward, "No, I'm not. Though I don't see how that should matter. Now, I've had enough of your foolishness. Hands behind your backs and walk forward, both of you." He stressed with his dark eyes briefly fleeting to Courtney as a reminder that she wasn't forgotten.

Frowning, the royal stood her ground, unwilling to walk forward. Luckily enough, Owen had the same line of thought as he remained in his spot.

The blond put a hand to his chin, "If you're not the captain, then I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that within the next minute, the only person who'll be alive from your ship is your captain."

"Enough!" With the gun raised toward the low ceiling, the rouge pirate leered over Owen's form angrily, "I swear I'll shoot you in the face if you say another word. Now, hands behind your backs and walk over here right now. From this moment you're not Ravenwood's. You belong to The Rose."

This time, unlike what Courtney hoped, Owen held his hands upward a peaceful way before he began dragging his feet ahead ever so slowly. Scowling, Courtney moved to fall in step beside him with his head lowered,

"Owen, what are you planning?" Courtney whispered over to her with furrowed eyes, "Are you trying to make this man kill us?"

Owen's eyes flashed over to hers quickly and her winked with a short smile before rising up his head, "So we belong to The Rose?" He stopped his steps and in response, Courtney stopped hers as well. They were about four feet away from the madman with a pistol aimed at them.

Before the man could respond, Owen lowered his hands, "I don't think so because it's impossible to belong to something that doesn't exist."

Bang.

A gunshot went off so unexpectedly that Courtney winced with her eyes shut. She prepared herself to hear Owen release a cry of pain after being undeniably shot, however when she both heard and felt a body collapsing to the floor with a low moan, she slowly opened one of her eyes.

The sight of the old pirate's body on the wooden floorboards, face first was the first thing her brain managed to register. In his back, a small hole was present that was edged with dark red that seemed to slowly expand on the already dirtied cloth.

Her eyes remained glued to the man on the ground that was now undeniably dead in horror.

It happened so fast.

"Haha! I think I may be psychic! I planned that so accurately! Woah, thanks for the save, Captain!"

With Owen's words, Courtney glanced upward from the dead body upward to the broken door way where Duncan stood, his hand moving to his side to put his gun away. The raven's face looked like the very essence of all that was fury in the world; however, Coirtney couldn't pay it much mind as she glanced back down at the man who was just killed in front of him.

Duncan just killed him.

"What happened to the rest of them, though? You killed them all too…?" Owen's excited tone slowly died as the blond watched the captain's dark expression flash over to him.

The frosty look that Duncan wore told Owen that he had to shut up and fast, something the man instantly did with a shameful stare to the ground.

"Alright! So they are okay! I told you Owen would be able to handle everything Duncan!" Geoff exclaimed from the doorway, his eyes bright despite the fresh blood that was coated on his face along with a single gash over his cheek.

Owen sent the raven a silent look to warn him of Duncan's mood, but before it could reach him, Duncan turned over his shoulder to give Geoff a glower, "Owen wasn't able to handle shit." His words were harsh and Geoff's mouth dropped instantly. Duncan growled with a hand through his hair, "I'm so fucking pissed off right now."

Frowning, Geoff nodded, "That's understandable… But you know DJ and I are sorry that we weren't able to stop Courtney from being seen outside… If we were, this wouldn't have happened. But everything's okay now and that's what matters, right?"

With a small and shy smile, Owen agreed, "Yeah… I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have let Courtney out of the room. On the plus side, I'm sure you guys managed to snag some stuff from The Rose's ship right? Did they at least have good food?"

"Geoff, Owen get out."

"Duncan—"

"Get out now."

Geoff grimaced and Owen quickly mumbled out a quick good-bye to Courtney and apology to Duncan before he stepped past Duncan and beside Geoff,

Duncan didn't turn around to face them as he spoke, his eyes leveled on Courtney who was still in a daze while she kept her black eyes on the dead pirate's body, "Get someone to fix this door by tonight."

"Alright, mate." Geoff answered while giving Duncan a concerned look that mirrored Owen's toward COurtney. The two turned around and began walking out on deck which was now beginning to be cleared of fallen, dead bodies by the lower members of the crew.

When they were out of earshot, both Geoff and Owen locked eyes with one another their steps not stopping.

Owen spoke first, "Duncan isn't going to kill Courtney, is she? I mean… I know all of this is her fault, but Duncan likes her, doesn't he?" The pirate scowled lightly. He quite liked Courtney and she seemed like a fun person even if she was kind of bitchy.

Honestly, Geoff shrugged his shoulders, "Duncan told me he's fond of Courtney. But even if he says that, you have to remember that he said he was fond me and after I pissed him off for the first time I was tied to the ship's mast for a whole day." Sighing, he reached over to wipe off a smudge from the blond's cheek, though he only succeeded in smearing more blood and dirt from his own finger onto the boy's skin.

Obliviously, Owen blinked, "So Courtney's basically fucked?"

"One way or another. Duncan seems pretty pissed."

Courtney still couldn't over the fact that she pretty much just witnessed someone died in front of her. Not only that, the person who just killed them was now dragging her into his bedroom.

"Let me go!" Courtney exclaimed as her collar was yanked mercilessly into the bedroom door. Duncan ignored her, his stride ahead was strong and each step seemed to make an extra loud noise as his boot came in contact with the ground.

Duncan pushed her onto the bed and Courtney instantly rebounded as she glared up at the raven haired, "You're such an asshole, you know that right!?"

"I'm the asshole!?" Duncan snarled as he stood at the edge of the bed, his blue eyes ablaze, "You little hypocrite. I felt bad for doing this before, but you need to be punished now."

Surprised at the male's calmer way of talking, Courtney prepared to get off of the bed, "Punished? I don't know who you think you are but—"

Duncan's hand was at her chest firmly and when Courtney opened her mouth to tell Duncan to not touch her her words were lost when Duncan's lips roughly smashed into hers.

An electric-like sensation instantly rippled down the royal's spine as Duncan's mouth continued to work at hers. Though it took a couple seconds, the moment Courtney realized what was going on, she immediately tried to push the male off of her, though it's in vain as her mouth is forcibly opened by Duncan and the taste of salt enters his maw.

Duncan pulls away for a brief moment and his blue eyes lustfully glare down into Courtney's, "I'm the Prince of the fucking Seven Seas and if you know what's good for you, you'll shut your mouth. You look prettier that way."

"You bastard—mmhm!" Duncan's lips were back, and this time Courtney felt a sharp slice of pain on her bottom lip right after Duncan's teeth offensively bit onto it amid the kiss.

Now coming to the understanding that all forms of resistance against Duncan's assault was futile, Courtney stopped her efforts right after Duncan began pushing her onto her back on the bed. The pirate captain appeared to notice this as well and it almost felt like he smiled a bit into the kiss.

Duncan pulled away after a few more seconds and stared down at Courtney, her eyes still coated with anger, but it appeared nearly dulled into annoyance, "Are you a virgin?" He hoarsely questioned, an eyebrow arched upward.

"W-what!? Why the fuck would you need to know that!? Get off of me!" Courtney coughed out as she attempted to rise up; however, Duncan was now practically on top of her, straddling her.

The captain's hand slid under Courtney's chin, forcing her to stare up into Duncan's harsh blue eyes that "If you don't answer, I'll fuck you so hard my dick will come out of your nose." His words were serious and Courtney found a bit of the color in her face washing out. (a/n: omfg! i just- sorry?)

In disbelief she coughed, "You aren't serious."

"I'm very serious." Duncan snapped as he began to shrug off his over coat before he started pulling down Courtney's own trousers to the brunette's mortification, "I'll be honest with you, Courtney. I like you. You're very attractive for a royal, I have to say. I thought a majority of royalty were fat and simply disgusting. You proved me otherwise. But, even with your pretty face, you talk too fucking much." He truthfully informed as only Courtney's pants remained.

When Duncan's frown nearly twitched into a smirk, Courtney growled as she tried kicking up one of her legs to prevent herself from being touched, "I don't talk too much! You're just pissed that someone's finally standing up to you!" She grunted out, "Now, if you'd please, give me back my trousers and get off of me—"

"Don't act like you don't want me to fuck you." Duncan mocked with a scowl, "Also, stop trying to stall, now if you want this to be quick and less painful on your part, I suggest you shut your mouth, take off your pants and get on your hands and knees."

Challengingly, Courtney glared up at him, "If I don't?"

Duncan leered back down at the royal, "Then I suppose I'll just put my dick in you as roughly as possible."

Not expecting that kind of response, Courtney gave a groan, "Can't you just—" Before she could even finish, Duncan was already working on tearing off her pants.

With her womenhood out in the open and Duncan's irises scanning it over, the raven haired male snorted and Courtney instantly found herself growing annoyed with how arrogant the male seemed, already knowing what that meant.

Inserting both his index and middle finger into his mouth, Duncan watched down at her as he took his now wet fingers out and lowered them down toward Courtney's womenhood. The princess winced in pain the instant she felt the two digits enter her.

Duncan being the bastard that he was wasn't the least bit gentle.

"F-fucker." Courtney managed to breathe out as she glares up at the male that doesn't seem at all apologetic.

"Ten members of my crew were killed today." Duncan informed as he roughly twiddled his fingers from within Courtney, he boredly watched down at the squirming royal, "Not only that, but at least a dozen others are wounded right now."

He removed his fingers and the relief Courtney felt was instant. Duncan now began to undo his belt buckle as he rose off of Courtney a bit,

Once more, she tried getting up, but even she knew she wouldn't have gotten far when Duncan pushed her back down into the mattress.

With his pants lowered and his hardened cock out, Courtney found slight panic entering her as she watched Duncan begin to straddle her once more.

Duncan's hand slid beneath her chin once more and Courtney was forced to watch into the pirate's eyes.

Duncan contemptuously stared at her, "Tell me, whose fucking fault is it?"

"I—Arghhh." Courtney groaned out the instant she felt Duncan enter her. Despite the short prep from before, the pain is still intense and the brunette clutches the bed sheets beneath her desperately.

He gives a single thrust and the pain rockets throughout her body, clouding her thoughts as her throws her head back and gasps helplessly.

"I asked you a question, whose fault is it?" Duncan questioned again, his hand moved downward to Courtney's hip where he began to soothingly rub, making a pleasuring sensation for the royal, though the pain still felt in her womenhood was all that he really focused on.

Courtney stared up at the ceiling blankly, "Duncan… Get out, right now." She weakly commanded, her voice nearly quivered into a moan but she was unwilling to become a complete victim. She willed herself to stay strong. Show Duncan she wasn't going to be dominated so easily. This was all so unexpected and if she had warning, she would have stopped it.

Duncan clicked his tongue, "Answer me first. Whose fault is it that I'm currently missing so many of my men?" Duncan pulled himself out before mercilessly thrusting back in, easily earning a sharp and quick gasp from Courtney.

"What does it matter!?" Courtney growled up at him, "You fucking won the battle anyways! You're still alive, unfortunately! There's no need for you to be… Urgh… Doing this!" She protested angrily.

At this point, despite the pain, Courtney can't lie that she's feeling pleasure from this, especially with the way Courtney's hands had began trailing themselves over her body. Duncan's hand is suddenly at his cock and Courtney can't help but shudder as the pirate begins to stroke his manhood.

With her eyes shut, Courtney tried to resist the dirty tactics Duncan was using to undoubtedly get him into a pathetic, begging mess, but it was hard with so many emotions and thoughts penetrating her mind.

Appearing to notice Courtney's struggle, Duncan licked his lips, a smile fighting its way to his face as he watched down at Courtney, "You're stubborn and feisty. I like that about you." At that moment, he started to rock his hips from within and all though it wasn't as painful as before, the feeling wasn't all too enjoyable.

"I may have to stop it since I don't want you liking me, you sadistic bastard." Courtney moaned out as she felt Duncan's pick up the speed.

"What did I tell you before?" Duncan grunted before he rocked himself back into the brunette that hissed in pain instantly, "You look your best when you don't talk."

With each rock and thrust, Courtney's feelings are off the wall as she finds herself moaning in pleasure from Duncan's skillful yet crude methods. Yet Courtney can't deny that it's bringing her loser and closer to a climax.

Then, all at once, Duncan stops.

Confused at the lack of rhythm occurring within her, Courtney opened her eyes to view the raven haired pirate captain as he fully pulls himself out of the antsy royal.

Unable to truly find words to say at the empty and unsatisfied feelings she held, Courtney gaped at the pirate who bent downward at the side of the bed to pick up his fallen over coat after pulling up his pants.

"What are you staring at?" Duncan dully inquired with an arched brow, "I'm done."

What?

"What?" Courtney choked out,

She was on the peak of a climax and Duncan was done? He couldn't just stop like that! If anything, he himself hadn't even reached his end yet! He couldn't be done!

"I'm punishing you, not giving you pleasure. Instead of letting you finish off and be content, I'm letting you stay the whole night without satisfaction. Enjoy it, love." Duncan cruelly laughed as he fitted his coat over his back with a swift wink the royal's way, "I can't wait to do this again some time. Hopefully we'll be able to go all the way if you behave yourself."

Still not fully registering the situation, Courtney grunted as she attempted to sit up, her body still weak, "You dirty little bastard!"

She just got cheated out of sex.

How does that even happen!?

Duncan released a snort, "I wonder if you'll still be calling me that after the world finds out that the Princess of the United Kingdom was just fucked into a mattress by a 'lowly' pirate."

Instantly, Courtney's anger was flushed into that of embarrassment as the true degree of the situation at hand settled into her mind.

"Shit." Courtney cursed into her hands the moment Duncan exited the room.

What the hell did she just do!?