Hinata cringed as she slowly gained consciousness, her head throbbed with a dull ache. Her hand reached up to push her hair out of her face as she sat up in bed and tried to piece together the situation.
Pale eyes grew wide in shocked confusion when she noticed she was only wearing her slip. The silky thin material made her feel exposed, so Hinata scrambled to pull the sheet up to cover her chest in a futile attempt at preserving her modesty.
She glanced around the room, finding Menma sitting quietly at his desk, absorbed in the task in front of him.
"Where is my dress?" she asked without preamble.
"You said you were feeling too hot last night and took it off," he replied, his attention still on his desk. But the casual way he suggested she stripped of her clothes made her ears turn pink.
"Well, where did I put it?!" Hinata blurted, growing more frantic by the second. She had no other clothes, and her thin slip only barely reached her knees!
Menma just shrugged. "No clue."
She pursed her lips together, frustrated by his uncaring attitude. But suddenly a more pressing issue pushed its way to the forefront of her foggy, hungover brain.
The last thing Hinata could remember was kissing Menma on the top deck, his hands touching her everywhere and eliciting needy noises from her lips. The memory of his firm cock grinding against her center and igniting a desperate desire deep inside her core.
But then nothing.
She didn't remember anything about coming back to his quarters or removing her dress. Did they do anything more than kiss?
Her anxious heart pounded against her chest, unwilling to believe such a possibility.
"D-Did we have…" her voice trailed off as heat bloomed across her cheeks. Unable to even utter the word 'sex'.
Menma glanced over his shoulder, softly chuckling at her bashful expression. The mirth dancing in his dark blue eyes suggested he knew exactly what she meant. He stood from his chair and slowly crossed the room toward her. "Why? Did you want to?"
"I-I…" Hinata stuttered as her embarrassed flush consumed the rest of her face, she scooted back in the bed trying to keep some distance between them. "No! I… I certainly do not! I'm a lady!"
"You sure weren't acting like a lady last night," he countered with a teasing smirk before crawling onto the bed.
"What!?" she squeaked, her hands instinctively shielding her private parts as if that could undo what he was suggesting had transpired.
Menma laughed humorously at her reaction. "You were so drunk that you passed out when we returned to my quarters."
"And you didn't…" Hinata whispered nervously. Her body trembled the closer he got.
He reached up, gingerly stroking her blushing cheek. "You seem to hold me in such low regard, my little pearl. Which is ironic really, considering the way you were moaning my name last night."
Pale eyes widened in mortification, she could only imagine what he might think if in her drunken state she revealed all the wanton thoughts she had been having about him lately.
"But alas," he allowed his hand to slip into her dark hair, keeping her gaze locked on his. "I much prefer to fuck an active participant over a limp, snoring one."
"I don't snore!" Hinata interjected with a pout.
"So, I'll wait until you come crawling back to me…" Menma leaned closer until his lips were only a breath away. His heated presence always seemed to cloud her judgment. This inexplicable magnetism urged her to lean forward and press her lips against his. "... which I'm sure will only be a matter of time."
"I don't want you," she lied in a breathless whisper.
A devilish smirk spread across his lips and made her heart race. "Oh really? Then why'd you say you thought about me when you touched yourself yesterday?"
Hinata inhaled a sharp gasp, completely horrified that she had admitted something so embarrassing to the object of her dirty fantasies.
"Oh hush," Menma whispered as he playfully brushed his nose against hers. "There's no need to be shy. How about you just tell me what you want and I can give it to you." His deep voice was dripping with lust.
Her breathing grew shallow as Hinata pressed her thighs together, fighting back the desperate heat pooling between her legs. Her arousal was more apparent without her dress as her hardened nipples peaked through the sheer fabric of her silky slip.
It wasn't hard to imagine the pleasure he could give her if she just allowed herself to surrender to him. Her core quivered at the thought of asking him to spank her again, to tell her how naughty she was as he relentlessly fucked her with his thick fingers until she came screaming his name.
The memory of that first breathtaking orgasm had her craving him more than she thought possible. A nagging curiosity in the back of her hazy mind wondered how good it might feel to have his hard cock inside her, filling her to her limit.
"I want you to let me go…" Hinata whimpered as she clenched her eyes shut. Her stomach churned with unbearable guilt and shame for the way she so desperately lusted after her pirate captor that she claimed to loathe.
"Nice try," Menma grumbled as he backed away and stood up from the bed. The sensual, tempting heat in his blue eyes faded as a frown marred his lips. He swiped something off his desk and marched out the door with apparent frustration.
Hinata collapsed onto the bed, shoving her face into the pillows, and willed herself not to cry. She was so confused by all these powerful but conflicting feelings. The dissonance was making her headache worse.
She had to get off this pirate ship and away from Captain Menma. But he had all the power, what could she possibly do to turn the tides in her favor?
Hinata had been reviewing her plan in her mind all day, reassuring herself that she was brave enough to go through with it. She was beginning to feel more confident until Menma returned to his quarters. Hinata could sense he was in a poor mood from the angry snarl on his face.
He was soaking wet and didn't bother acknowledging her before he began removing his drenched clothes. It must have been pouring rain outside, which made sense considering the ship was rocking more violently than usual.
Hinata knelt on the edge of the bed, nervously biting her lip. "Captain…" she whispered tentatively.
"What?!" he snapped, clearly carrying his irritation from the storm in his voice.
Maybe this wasn't the right time.
No! No, she made a plan and she had to follow through. She couldn't wait anymore!
Hinata bravely met his dark blue gaze and suggested, "maybe I could… help you undress?"
The soft question made Menma raise an incredulous eyebrow, the implication was obvious and he was clearly surprised how quickly a self-proclaimed lady folded. But it was only a moment before he widened his arms.
"Knock yourself out," he replied with an amused smirk, it seemed her offer was enough to improve his mood.
Hinata stood up and padded over to him on trembling legs. Her heart pounded anxiously against her chest; she could feel his hungry stare watching her shy movements as she began unbuttoning his shirt.
His clothes were cold and wet but his tanned skin beneath was burning hot. Slowly, she peeled his wet shirt off him, leaving his firm muscles fully on display. Hinata swallowed the sudden lump in her throat and allowed her curious fingers to trace over the ridges of his abs and the various scars on his torso.
Her cheeks flushed at the memory of the first time she was caught exploring his body. Hinata's breath hitched when she felt one of his warm hands land on her waist, the other cupped her cheek and tilted her head back to meet his gaze.
The lust swirling behind his ocean blue depths sent a throbbing need to her core. He pulled her closer until their bodies pressed against one another. Her hands found purchase on his broad chest, and Menma slowly guided her lips up to meet his.
The contact made her skin tingle and her heart race. She wanted to believe the memory of his heated kiss was merely heightened by the alcohol, but even sober, Hinata found herself overwhelmed by the passion in each brush of his lips against her own.
His kisses started off slow and tender but began building in intensity. Menma's fingers dove into her dark tresses, gripping the hair at her nape to keep her locked in their kiss. Hinata moaned against his lips when his hand drifted up to grope her tender chest. Menma took advantage of her parted lips and his hot tongue invaded her mouth.
Without the alcohol loosening her inhibitions, she could feel the nervous butterflies in her stomach fluttering at the taste of him. Her movements were tentative at first, but her shy tongue met his and they slid over each other in a slow, sensual dance that intensified the tingling sensation between her thighs.
Her body seemed hypersensitive to each of his affections. Every touch gave her goosebumps or made her sigh. Hinata could feel her mind growing hazy, swept up in a storm of lust and passion, but she had to focus on her objective.
An aroused groan rumbled Menma's chest as her palms began to wander. One hand began undoing his pants while the other slid down to the holster at his thigh. As quickly as she could, Hinata drew his knife and made an attempt to slash him. The blade made contact with his flank and caused him to bleed.
But he was so much faster than she anticipated.
Hinata whimpered as Menma grabbed her wrist in an iron grip, squeezing so tight she was forced to drop the knife. The blade clattered to the floor, and before she could even think to reach for it his other hand wrapped around her throat as he shoved her against the wall.
Hinata clutched at his wrist attempting to lessen the pressure against her throat as she gasped for breath. She trembled in his hold as his snarling lips met her ear.
"You're playing a dangerous game, my little pearl," Menma growled, his voice deep and deadly serious. Hinata hated that despite the nocuous position she found herself in, the husky timbre of his voice sent a shiver down her spine.
But before she could contemplate her seemingly unwarranted arousal, Menma pushed her down on the bed. She inhaled deeply, trying to steady her breath as her hands reached up to touch her tender neck.
"It's really not in your best interest to kill me," Menma warned as he picked his knife up from the floor and wiped the traces of blood on his pants. He returned the knife to its holster before removing the whole thing and chucking it onto his desk.
Pale eyes flickered from his pants hanging loosely around his svelte waist to the wound on his side. The insignificant amount of blood suggested she hadn't cut him very deep, but that didn't mean he wasn't livid that she would dare try to hurt him. Hinata watched him nervously, weary of his next move.
"It's also not in your best interest to piss me off."
Her lips parted, but there was nothing she could say. Her heart pounded violently against her chest as she watched him pick up the rope she had previously been bound by.
Hinata nervously backed up as he crawled onto the bed with a dangerous look in his deep blue eyes. "You clearly can't be trusted to behave."
He pinned her down and began tying her wrists to the headboard. She tried to struggle, but with his superior strength, there was no hope. Tears began to pool in her pale eyes. Why did she think such a stupid plan would work?!
"I-I'm sorry, I cut you…" Hinata whimpered as he tightened the bindings. "I-I promise I won't try it again…"
"I don't give a fuck about a little cut," Menma frowned as he hovered over her, his lips only inches from her own. Darkened blue eyes bore into pale lavender. "I'm mad you did this to me," he told her before pressing his stiff erection against her center.
She didn't mean to, she really didn't, but that delicious friction of his hard cock grinding into her aching core made a wanton moan fall from her lips. Her back instinctively arched into him, begging for more.
A sick combination of amusement and intrigue flashed over Menma's features.
"I knew you weren't that good of an actress," he teased as he rocked his hips against hers again, eliciting another needy sigh.
"No, but I —" Hinata defended weakly, but there was really no denying her arousal. Not when he could see the flush of her skin and the soft panting of her breath. And especially not when he was hiking up her slip to reveal trembling pale thighs.
"Ooh god~" she mewled breathlessly. Her eyes scrunched closed as two fingers teased her clit over her thin cotton bloomers.
Menma leaned in closer and whispered against her ear, "well isn't this interesting… was it the kissing or the attempted murder that got you this soaking wet?"
His deep chuckle against her ear only made her shamefully more aroused. Her hips bucked against his hand as he traced over her wet slit with increased pressure, saturating her bloomers in her own silky juices.
The feeling of his warm breath against her neck made her nipples grow taut. Hinata exhaled a shuddering sigh and tugged at her restraints, she hated the way her traitorous body yearned for his sinful touch and the way her thighs spread wider seemingly of their own volition.
Hinata pressed her head back into the pillows and her lips parted with the softest gasp as Menma slipped his hand into her bloomers to finally touch her without any barrier. The feeling of heated skin touching heated skin made her dizzy.
A desperate moan tore from her throat as he slipped two fingers inside her tight clutch, stroking her in just the right spot. She could already feel the tension in her core coiling tighter with each stroke of his skilled fingers.
"Ooh… oooh~" she sighed, too consumed by pleasure to be embarrassed by the wanton sounds escaping her lips. Menma traced over her sensitive clit in a steady rhythm, his fingers slick with her heady juices.
"Is this what you imagined when you touched yourself?" he murmured against her skin. Hinata whimpered in response as his touch grew more firm, pushing her closer and closer to that blissful peak. "I think such a naughty girl deserves a punishment."
She could feel her body growing tense, the mere thought of Menma spanking her again in combination with his teasing, so similar to the fantasy she had the day before, made Hinata shudder.
Opal eyes shot open when his fingers disappeared, leaving her teetering on the edge of orgasm. Her thighs rubbed together in an attempt to quell the discomfort in her low belly. "Wait… wh-why'd you stop?" Hinata whined.
She practically could feel his lips stretch into a sinister smile before he softly nipped her earlobe. "Why don't you tell me exactly what you want?"
"Huh?" Hinata squirmed, the tension in her core was dissolving but still left her feeling unrelieved and uncomfortable.
"If you just tell me how bad you want me... how bad you want my cock inside you, then I'll let you come," Menma purred.
Hinata clenched her eyes shut and shook her head, refusing to utter such vulgar lies. She certainly did not want those things!
But clearly, her refusal wasn't enough to deter him. A pleasant shiver trickled up her spine as his fingers skated over her hip bone before slowly traveling up to circle her hardened nipples through the silky fabric of her slip.
"That's alright, I can play this game all night."
The teasing promise in his husky voice made her stomach do an anxious somersault. Especially because she didn't know what 'this game' was.
Hinata exhaled a shuddering sigh as his palm slid up the side of her body before capturing her breast and giving it a gentle squeeze. The heady smell of her arousal lingered on his fingers and invaded her nose as he tweaked her tender mounds with teasing pinches. The pleasant pain sent a jolt through her body making her desperate core throb with need.
Her mind was hazy with lust, she couldn't find it in herself to resist when Menma pushed her slip up her body to reveal her bare breasts. She watched with half-lidded eyes as he lowered his mouth to her chest and began peppering soft kisses against her sensitive skin.
Hinata writhed beneath him, mewling breathlessly as he began licking and sucking her pale flesh. She tossed her head back with a moan as Menma playfully nipped at her tender peaks, before lavishing them with hot kisses in apology.
Her knees pressed together as the tingling sensation between her thighs was growing unbearable. She needed him to touch her there and give her that sweet relief her body craved.
"Menma~" Hinata sighed.
She could practically feel him smiling at her desperate tone. "What was that?"
Her wrists pulled at her restraints with a sad whimper. Her hips jumped with wanting. Hinata knew he wanted her to beg, and the tension nagging in her core was just enough to make her whisper, "Captain, please~"
"Hmm," Menma groaned against her skin. Dark blue eyes clouded with lust glanced up at her, making her breath catch in her throat. "That was a nice try, but those aren't the magic words, my little pearl. If you want me to fuck you, you have to say so."
Hinata whined as her body shook with a frustrated tantrum.
"So stubborn," he tsked. "You must really love the torture."
"I don't!" she pouted, her cheeks flushed as she panted out heavy breaths.
Menma pulled her bloomers down the length of her trembling legs. Her eyes widened and her face heated when he brought them up to his nose and took a deep inhale. "Your soaking wet panties disagree."
He tossed them aside before nudging her knees apart again and positioning himself between her spread legs. Nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the way Menma stared at her womanhood with hungry blue eyes.
Hinata bit her lip, watching anxiously as he softly dragged his lips over her inner thigh, giving her the occasional kiss or teasing bite. With each moment he inched closer to her needy center, her anticipation heightened.
Was he really going to kiss her down there? She couldn't even fathom an idea so filthy.
"No! No! Ooooh~" Her half-hearted protests melted into a sultry moan as his hot tongue slipped between her folds. Pale eyes fluttered closed with a sigh as Menma lapped at her sensitive clit with fervor.
Her lips were parted, panting out shallow breaths as the tension mounting in her core grew faster than before. Her previously denied orgasm made her all the more sensitive.
But again, Menma halted his ministrations the moment she was about to come, making Hinata whine as she desperately pulled at her restraints.
He climbed up her body, before silencing her whimpers with a bruising kiss. His lips were hungry and aggressive, his tongue bullied hers.
"Please, Captain… Please~" Hinata sobbed. The heady taste herself on his tongue made her light-headed, practically dizzy with arousal.
"You want me to make you come?"
"Yes!~"
"Then say it," he growled against her lips. "Say you want to come on my cock."
She could barely think straight, so overwhelmed by sensation. Her body was begging for release.
"Please," she sighed, her voice small and breathless. Her eyes clenched shut. The desperate need festering in her core demanded she say anything he wanted. "I want… I want to come on your cock. Please, fuck me, Captain. I-I want you so bad."
"I thought I liked you loud, but that sexy little whisper… fuck, that was hot," he told her, before smashing his lips to hers in a rough kiss.
It was only a moment after he pulled away, that she felt Menma's hands on her hips, forcing her to turn over. Propped up on her knees with her wrists crossed, Hinata grabbed the headboard for support before glancing over her shoulder with hazy pale eyes.
Her lips parted with a soft gasp, watching as Menma hastily undid his pants to free his throbbing cock. She grew nervous as he stroked himself in preparation, it was so much bigger than his fingers, she couldn't imagine fitting inside her.
But her worries faded to the background as he traced over her weeping core with the tip of his cock, bathing in her silky juices and making her shudder in anticipation. Her hips jumped in response when he teased her swollen clit.
"Is this what to want?" he husked.
"Yes!~" she moaned shamelessly. "Captain, please."
"Well, when you ask so nicely like that, how can I refuse?" A smug grin spread across his lips as he tilted his hips forward. Her moist folds gripped each inch of his hard cock as he slowly buried himself in her wet heat. Hinata's lips part in a silent scream at the painfully pleasant stretch.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Menma groaned as he filled her to the hilt. His fingers sunk into the pale flesh of her round hips with bruising pressure as he gave them both a moment to adjust.
Hinata whimpered below him as he began pulling out before pushing back in, finding a steady rhythm. Each slow drag of his hard cock was better than the last, she hung her head with a sigh, surrendering completely to the mind-numbing pleasure he provided.
"Ooh… oooooh!~" she mewled as his hand reached between her thighs to play with her needy clit. His pace began to increase until his hips were snapping against hers with punishing force. Her breathing grew ragged as whimpers of pleasure fell from her lips.
She could feel her moist walls tightening around his thick cock as he filled her again and again. Her heavy breasts bounced with each rough thrust of Menma's hips. His persistent fingers circled her clit with just the right amount of pressure to heighten her pleasure.
The tension in her core grew painfully tight, compounded by her multiple denied orgasms. Hinata was sputtering unintelligible praises and curses as she climbed toward that blissful peak.
"You gonna come for me, huh? You gonna come on my cock?" Menma growled, his breath was labored from the arduous pace of his thrusting hips. Her knees trembled and every muscle in her body seemed to tense as a tidal wave of unadulterated ecstasy washed over her.
"Fuck, Menma!~" Hinata was practically screaming as an explosive orgasm racked her body, but he continued to fuck her quivering pussy, prolonging the tingling tremors, and bathing his cock in her heady release.
As her inner walls milked his stiff cock, she could feel his pace falter and his hands tense, teetering on the precipice of his own orgasm. Menma exhaled a throaty groan as he spilled his release inside her with a few final thrusts.
Hinata hung her head with exhaustion, feeling as though all the energy had been zapped from her body. Pale eyes fluttered closed as she attempted to calm her breath and succumbed to sleep instead.
A/N: ahh! thanks for reading! I love to hear your thoughts and reactions in the comments!