BlackLynx17: Wink! RATED M


Title: Love At First Sight

Secret Title: Pirate Love

Summary: Wendy is a princess forced to be married at the age of 18. It wouldn't be a problem for her if she had fallen in love with her fiance, but alas fate is not too kind. Determined to runaway to chose her own love, she runs into a nice man who rescues her from her guards. Thinking this man is her one true love, she decides to escape with him. She had no idea that her true love was a no good pirate.


Chapter Thirty-Nine

Stressed Out


"Dammit."

Wendy looks up and sees Mest hunched over at his desk, running his hands through his hair. He does that a lot when he's frustrated. Doesn't he know that if he pulls at his hair he'll end up bald? She doesn't think she'll like a bald Mest, not as much as one with a full head of hair. He goes back to scribbling on the papers scattered around him, groaning and hissing every so often. Normally by this time he's curled up around her while she's reading her book, snoozing away as she runs her hands through his hair, but not tonight. He's been at that desk since it got dark slowly getting more and more angrier... Wendy hums a little as she looks back at her book. She borrowed it from Erza and it was giving her plenty of ideas to try out with Mest... maybe if she tried one of the ideas out...

Wendy closes her book and walks over to where her husband is. Mest hears her footsteps coming over and rubs his face.

"Sorry, I'll be in bed in a minute," he tells her.

"Don't worry Mest, just ignore me," she says softly.

Ignore her? Mest raises an eyebrow and turns around; Wendy has a determined look on her face as she shifts his chair. She struggles, completely, and he stands up so she can reposition his chair. She whispers a small thanks before that determined look reappears on her face. Slowly she goes down on her knees and spreads his legs apart.

"Wendy?!" Mest calls her, alarmed.

"Hmm?" She hums, trying to undo his belt buckle.

"What are you doing?" He asks, reaching out to stop her hands.

"Didn't I tell you to ignore me? Just go back to doing your work and pretend I'm not here," she answers, smacking his hands away and unbuttoning his pants.

"I don't think I could if I tried-" he hisses as she tugs his pants down and frees his member.

Wendy grins to herself slyly. Alright, just like in the book. Mest isn't prepared for when his little princess wraps her mouth around his dick. He lets out a shallow breathe and throws his head back, hitting it against the chair as she rolls her tongue around him.

"Wendy- Wendy- ah- Wendy!" He moans out.

She's doing good, she's doing good! What should she do next? She just read about it. They would lick, suck, bob, and bite lightly. Wendy starts puckering her lips and sucks him hard; Mest really starts to let out moans now and he spreads his legs wider. He must really like that.

"Oh God, Wendy," Mest hisses.

He can't help but reach out and grab the back of her head, setting a slow pace as he fucks her mouth. Wendy continues to suck and lick, scrapping the top of her teeth against his shaft. She flinches when he pulls her down as he moans out loudly, cumming into her mouth. Something foul enters her mouth and she has no choice but to swallow since he's holding her there. Mest opens his eyes wide and lets go. Wendy leans away with a grimace on her face, drool trailing down her lips.

"Ugh, that was not good," she frowns.

"Wendy- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to- you didn't have to! Please forgive me!" Mest begs her, coming down from his high.

"Huh? Forgive you? For what? Did you not like that?" Wendy asks, tilting her head.

His face freezes, "er- no, I actually loved that a lot."

Her entire face lights up, "really?! Because it was my first time, I was a little worried you wouldn't enjoy it. I just wanted to do something for you since you seemed really stressed. If you really loved it I'll do it again if you want!"

Mest looks at her face and starts laughing. He stands up and kicks off his pants, picking up his wife off her knees and carrying her to their bed.

"I love you so much wife. I can't think of anyone's wife who'd give their husband a blow job because they're stressed. You didn't have to Wendy, but I did love and enjoy every second of it. Maybe next time you give me a little warning? Before you go at it?"

"Okay, as long as you warn me before you come as well. It really didn't taste all that good. I can't see why you like licking my cum down there."

Mest leans down and presses their lips together, "because I absolutely love the way you taste. Okay, good to know. No more cumming in my wife's cute little mouth, but that doesn't go the other way around. I would love to return the favor," he grins at her as he tugs her pants down.

Wendy's face immediately heats up and she squeezes her knees together, "you don't have to, I wasn't expecting anything back-"

"Trust me Wendy, I want to."

He kisses down her stomach, tugging the rest of her pants down, kissing right between her folds before he sticks his tongue inside of her. Wendy throws her head back and moans out loudly. This didn't happen to the heroine after she gave a blow job to her hero, but Wendy definitely wasn't going to complain about this.