A/N: well a bit over 2 months in the making… sorry about that… RL and a few writers' blocks down the road and here we are… the final chapter of my pirate story… in a sense it could be considered a follow-up on my two "Buttons" stories, as there is a slight mentioning of buttons in here… ;)

And YES it's still an M rated fic… and for a good reason… ahoy there matey let the treasure hunt begin…

Enjoy… please review and let me know what you all think of this story… good or bad, anything… let me know. Thanks.

Chapter 2

Maria and Georg moved up to their bedroom with eager and fast paced steps, both looking forward to being alone, all alone. No children, no staff, nobody who would interrupt them.

Georg had his arm wrapped around her waist guiding her along the hallway. Maria felt the warmth from his hand through her dress, and she knew that he deliberately had placed his hand low on her hip. She felt his fingers move over the place where her undergarments would have been, had it not been for their passionate interlude at the New Year party. Her mind was still trying to comprehend that they had made love in a rather public place. In their ten years of marriage she had not thought it could even happen. But a small part of her was pleased and exhilarated by the outcome of this night. When she had married Georg she had known that the passion they shared would never get dull or wear down over the years.

When they reached their bedroom Georg opened the door and let Maria walk in first. Maria smiled her thanks and felt her breath hitch in her throat, the fire burning in his eyes had not lessened since the party. She walked into their spacious bedroom suite, not quit sure where they would go from there.

Georg closed the doors with a loud bang, this made Maria jump slightly, and she turned to her husband. Before she was even able to make a single coherent thought she found herself wrapped up in his warm embrace, his mouth seeking her waiting lips in seconds. Her body responded by instinct and she slid her hands around his neck, opening her mouth to his searching tongue.

Only when they both were in need of oxygen did they pull apart, both of them in awe of the passion they felt running between them.

Maria tried to clear her mind, but still feeling his hot breath on her cheek made it rather difficult for her to think. She absently let her fingers play with the hair on his neck, then she moved up to his ears and, knowing how sensitive he was at that particular spot, she let her fingers make trails of fire over his skin.

Georg saw the playfulness in her eyes and he knew that whatever she did, she did it knowing fully well what an effect she had on him. Inside he boiled with heat and he tried to regain some form of composure, but seeing the matching fire burning in her blue eyes he knew he was a lost cause.

-"Avast, me beauty, ye have any idea what ye do to me sanity here." Georg whispered hoarsely into her ear.

His breath tickled her ear and she smiled innocently up at him, then her expression changed to one of pure want and desire.

-"Come show me how ye bury yer treasure…" Maria smiled wickedly and added with a low husky whisper: "… Captain von Rascal."

-"Ah I will do, I will do, all in good time me beauty, but first things first. How do we get rid of yer fine dress here?" Georg gestured down to her dress, and reached for the string holding together her cincher. His fingers fumbled with the small string and after a few unsuccessful attempts he growled in frustration.

Maria laughed merrily; she knew that her husband was frustrated beyond words. Still laughing she deftly undid the bows and knots holding the string in place. The she unlaced the cincher, letting it fall to the floor. Then she turned around and said: "you need to help me with the buttons here in the back."

Georg didn't even try to hide the groan coming from him, when he saw the long row of tiny buttons. It had been one of the maids who had helped Maria into the dress and he had forgotten just how many buttons there really were on her dress.

Maria tried to stifle the giggle escaping her lips when she heard his groan. She knew how much he hated small buttons on her clothes, just as much as she hated too many buttons on his shirts.

-"Be still me beauty, this might take some time." Georg sighed and began the tedious task of opening the small buttons. Maria took a deep calming breath trying not to laugh too much; instead she started to focus on the feel of his fingers grazing over her skin. She felt her skin tingle in anticipation of what lay ahead of them.

When Georg was halfway down her back he let out an impatient grunt and before Maria even registered what he did, he had ripped off the remaining buttons in one quick pull. Maria gasped out in shock when she suddenly felt the dress pool around her feet, and the tiny buttons flying in every direction. She was now only clad in her strapless brassieres. But before she could muster any form of coherent response she was engulfed in his warm embrace, his hands caressing her stomach. She looked down to his wandering hands, fingers tracing the now almost invisible lines that told the tales of her four pregnancies.

Maria felt her body respond to his feather light touch over her warm skin, and the intensity of emotions escalated even more when he started to place small kisses on her shoulder. Her whole body shuddered with desire for the man standing behind her. She could almost feel the smile on his lips when he felt the tremors run through her body. This man knew exactly what he did to her and she loved him for it.

Georg felt Maria lean into his touch, and her body moulded itself to fit perfectly into his. His head was spinning with desire and want, it took every will power of his mind to not just take her to bed this instant. He had promised her a treasure hunt, and such thing would be exactly what she would get this night. Smiling for himself he pulled away slightly and with knowing fingers he removed her brassiere, thus giving him free access to all of her.

Maria had been so wrapped up in his caresses that she had not registered him removing her last piece of clothing. Only when she felt his warm hands move up and gently cup her breasts did she realize that she was now completely naked. His fingers drew lazy patterns over her soft skin, circling closer and closer to her hardening nipples. Maria moaned impatiently, letting him know that he was for too slow for her liking.

-"Patience me beauty, patience…" Georg breathed into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "We are going on a treasure hunt, remember? Ye have t' have patience."

-"I'm not entirely sure I'm all that good with patience Geo… uhm Captain… Captain von… Rascal… I'm uhm…ah…I…" Maria felt her words evade her when he started to pay full attention to her sensitive nipples.

-"Ye were saying something?" Georg whispered mischievously into her ear, he loved hearing his wife lose her ability to speak. Then he started to kiss and nibble around the sensitive skin of her ear.

Maria barely managed to shake her head, and she knew she had lost this battle. She marvelled how well her husband seemed to know her, her smile only grew wider by this fact. Then she tilted her head sideways giving him full access to the sensitive skin on her neck. Georg took full advantage of this offering, and started to place fire burning kisses down her neck and shoulder.

Had it not been for his arms wrapped around her waist, Maria would not have been able to stand up. She felt her skin burn with blazing fire, and heat pooled in the pit of her stomach. The intensity of the feather light kisses was robbing her of any kind of coherent thinking.

Georg took his time still letting his mouth caress her skin, his treasure map for the night. He smiled for himself, oh this night was far from over, they both knew that, and neither one of them wanted it to end.

After several minutes of slow kisses and light touches Georg gently turned Maria around in his arms. He lifted her face up with one finger under her chin, her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open, her breath shallow and raspy. Having been married to the woman for 10 years he knew beyond any doubt that she was very, very, aroused. He moved his mouth slowly down to hers, capturing her lips in a delicate kiss, that merely grazed her full lips, trying to see if she would surrender to her own desire.

Seconds later he felt her lips starting to respond in earnest, kissing him back with adoration and desire, giving herself up to her own need to be closer to him. The kiss intensified within milliseconds and they both gave into their deepest desire.

Georg barely registered that Maria had moved her hands up to the topmost button on his shirt, but when she impatiently started to tuck and pull at the buttons, he stood back slightly. What he saw on her face was a mix of annoyance and resentfulness over the fact that he at the moment still wore clothes.

-"Why ye have such a hurry me beauty, ye don't…" Georg started out in his pirate voice, but was cut short by his wife's annoyed outburst: "Oh why in heaven's name do they make buttons this small on a pirate costume, I honestly don't think pirates even wore shirts with buttons…I…" Maria looked up at him with frustration written all over her face.

Georg chuckled and then winked at her and added: "or maybe they didn't even wear a shirt at all, wouldn't that been a treat for ye eyes, eh me beauty." Georg laughed at her shocked and slightly mortified expression.

Images of a shirtless Georg walking among his colleagues at the New Year party came to Maria when she heard his suggestion. She giggled slightly by this scene, now that would had been the talk of the feast, no doubt about that.

Georg shook his head, and looked down at his shirt, she had managed to open three buttons, and with the already wide and open collar it was enough for him to pull the shirt over his head. In one swift motion he had the offending garment removed from his body. He kept his eyes on Maria the whole time, and the desire was very evident in her dark blue eyes.

Maria held her breath while he took of his shirt and the second it had landed on the floor she moved closer to her husband, letting her hands slide over his skin. Her fingers followed the planes of his muscles; he still kept himself fairly fit. She felt how he held his breath while she did a bit of exploring. The smile on her lips only grew when his breathing seemed to get shallower and more strained, she knew he tried to keep himself under control, but she knew his secrets and she was very sure that they would soon be moving this to the bed.

Testing the waters, she moved even closer, and let her mouth travel over his chest, deliberately avoiding his most sensitive spots. Georg did nothing to hide the groan coming from him, oh this woman was a wicked little wench and she played her role to a tee. He could see the playfulness in her eyes as she let her delicate fingers make a fiery trail through his chest hair, circling closer and closer to his sensitive nipples. Her mouth followed the path, making his skin burn even more.

When her warm lips finally encircled his hard nipple he lost it, with a groan he placed his hands on her shoulder, pulling her slightly away from his body. Maria looked up at him with hooded eyes, now completely dark with desire. She had a small knowing smile playing around her red lips.

-"Ye know, ye are a little wicked wench me beauty, this is not moving along with patience, didn't I tell ye t' have patience?" Georg asked in mock sternness,

Maria smiled even more, she knew she played her role very well, and something inside her filled with pride. She shrugged her shoulders, and tried to play it cool and innocent, but she could see that he saw right through her.

-"Okay, let's move this to where the treasure hunt begins." Georg stated and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed. Maria squealed in surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck. In the short distance to the bed, she had already begun kissing his neck and playfully nibbles at his earlobe. Maria felt a low rumble from within her husband, and she knew he was losing control.

When she was placed on the bed, she looked up at her husband, who now started to remove the last pieces of clothing he still wore, when he joined her in the bed she asked with feigned innocence: "so how does one go on a treasure hunt? What should we do now?"

Georg had placed himself right next to her, his head rested in his hand so he could look down at the temptress lying next to him. His free hand drawing lazy circles over her stomach and then he said quietly: "ye me beauty, will not have t' do anything right now, I've got me treasure map right here…" he gestured his hand over her body, "and all ye need t' do is lay still so I can read it properly." Before Maria could even reply to this, he placed a soft kiss on her lips. When he pulled away he shook his head slightly and placed a finger over her lips, he had seen her need to speak so he added: "and ye need t' be quiet, no talking, understood?"

Maria swallowed her words and nodded silently, she felt her skin start to prickle with anticipation on what he had planned for her, for them, on this night.

Georg used his free hand to slowly draw fiery patterns all over her skin, and very deliberately avoiding her most sensitive places. Two could play this game of desire and he knew that it would take every ounce of will power for Maria to keep her body still during his treasure hunt. He gave her a wicked half smile and then let his mouth follow the path of his fingers.

Maria was starting to wonder if her mind would melt down completely before he would finish his treasure hunt. The only thing registering in her mind was his mouth and fingers that travelled over her very sensitive skin. Her grounding point was her tight hold on the bed sheets, and her fingernails digging into the palm of her hands. Anything else had gone into oblivion for her.

Georg started to whisper words of endearments against her skin: "oh such beautiful skin… soft to the touch… warm and glowing…ah the gentle slopes of the hills…" his finger trailed over her breasts, "the highest peak, a beautiful rose bud waiting to be kissed…" his mouth followed his fingers over the mounds of her breast.

Maria felt her breath hitch in her throat in anticipation, oh she really wanted, no needed him to pay full attention to her sensitive buds. She had never experienced this, for her to be so painfully aroused that all she could think of was his mouth on her breasts.

When his mouth finally closed around her taut nipple, she cried out in release. Hot and blazing fire shot through her body, making her womanhood pulse with need and desire, and he hadn't even touched her down there.

Georg smiled while he kept paying attention to her very hard and erect nipples. When she started to move her lower body closer to his he whispered: "ye need to be still, me beauty… remember patience…" he looked up at her face and he saw every heated emotion run over her features. It was a sight that he would treasure forever, and certain that he would see again. He let his mouth move further down her body: "a field, waste, and soft to the touch, leading me closer and closer to me treasure." He let his hand slide over her abdomen and let his fingers linger just over her womanhood.

Maria moaned in frustration, she was not sure she could take anymore; her mind was only focused on what her husband was doing to her. When she looked down at him and saw the fire within his eyes, she knew that he would eventually grant her the release she so desperately craved right now. With a small wink he let his fingers skim over her hipbone and continued down one of her legs. Maria let out an almost wailing, impatient sound that surprised even her self.

Georg raised one eyebrow when he heard her outburst, he knew that she was standing on the edge, falling, falling into the abyss, and only he could bring her the release she yearned for. He felt her whole body shudder with anticipation and desire when he moved his mouth up her legs. Gently spreading her legs he whispered: "I do believe I've found me treasure, ah yes indeed, a treasure, not only for the eyes, but for all the senses. Smell…" he took in short breath of air through his nose, "touch…" he let one single finger trace the line that hid her folds. "And taste…"

Maria had her eyes fixed on him the whole time, and when he whispered the last word against her womanhood she instinctively raised her hips, wanting him to give her the release she needed. When she felt his tongue slide over her warm folds, she closed her eyes and her body shuddered in ecstasy. This was what she wanted, needed this very moment.

The world evaporated around them and they started a slow dance of desire and passion. Georg played her like a fine-tuned instrument, knowing exactly where to touch, caress, lick, and kiss. When Maria finally fell over the edge and plummeted down into the abyss of a passionate release, she cried out in pleasure.

Georg had his arms wrapped around her waist, and while she still trembled from her orgasm he whispered: "shh… I got you… oh me sweet beauty I love you… shh… I got you me luv'…I love you…"

When Maria felt her body return to a somewhat normal state she opened her eyes and looked down to her husband. He had a huge grin on his face, she smiled in return, and she was still trying to comprehend what just had happened between them. Their lovemaking had always been passionate, but this was by far one of the more intense experiences she had ever had. She felt a small giggle escape her lips; she was still in a state of bliss and didn't try to hide it.

Georg loved the sound of her giggle, and he saw every emotion run through her eyes. He kissed her womanhood one last time, and gently caressed her thigh with his cheek. This action caused Maria to laugh even more while she spluttered: "oh Georg please, your beard is tickling me… I'm… I'm a bit sensitive after… oh… oh please stop…"

Georg laughed out loud, and continued to gently rub his cheek against her thigh, making her squirm and move her lower body away from him. But he held her hips in place, then changed his tactics and let his mouth move over her soft skin, then his cheek once more. This made Maria giggle again, and he could see she tried to look stern, but the twinkle in her eyes gave her away.

Maria was tying to speak through her laughter, and when he paused his antics for a few seconds she said in a mock stern voice, trying to make it sound as piracy as she could: "Avast ye scallywag, stop right there ol' man 'cause ye're in big trouble… I…"

-"Oh ho, I'm in trouble eh? I'll give you ol' man, me beauty… I'm no ol' man… I do think that ye are the one being in trouble here… me beauty." Georg cut her of while he crawled up her body, stopping to trail short kisses up her abdomen, making an effort into letting his beard tickle her once in awhile.

Maria gasped in surprise and tried hard not to laugh when she felt his beard tickle over her sensitive skin. When he reached her face she let her arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her waiting mouth.

The kiss was full of passion, and future promises of more to come, Maria didn't want this night to end. She pulled away slightly and looked at her husband with feigned innocence and asked: "hmm… when do I go on a treasure hunt, it seems to me that you're the only one who have found a treasure." She raised her eyebrow and gave him a lopsided grin.

Georg groaned in response, this woman certainly knew how to make his head spin and lose control. He leaned down and whispered into her ear: "ye can go on a treasure hunt right now if ye want." He rolled over on his back, pulling her with him so she now lay partly over his chest.

Maria rested her head on her folded hands on his chest and smiled sweetly, while nodding her head. She let a hand run up and caressed his face, ears, neck, and ending at his lips. Then she raised herself up and kissed him fully on his lips, telling him with no words how much she looked forward to her treasure hunt.

Georg tried his best to lay still while his wife let her fingers and mouth trail fiery hot trails down his abdomen. She read her treasure map with expertise and knowledge; she knew where to find her way to her own treasure. From time to time he let out small moans when she hit a very sensitive spot. Whenever he did, he saw a small knowing smirk on her lips; she certainly knew his weak spots.

When she reached his manhood he let out a long hissing sound and closed his eyes in elation of her action. It was not often that she did this, but he felt as if he had just died and gone to heaven.

Maria looked up at her husband and when she saw his closed eyes and exhilarated expression, she knew that he was close. She moved up his body and whispered into his ear: "I need you, I need you now."

-"Ye got me, I'm all yours." Georg groaned in response, guiding her hips over his waiting manhood, letting her know that she was right where he wanted her to be. Maria raised her eyebrows in surprise; it was not often that they made love in this position.

When their bodies joined together they both moaned out in ecstasy and they soon found a rhythm bringing them closer and closer to the edge of passion. Finally they reached the highest peak and together they tumbled into the abyss.

Maria collapsed on his chest, her breath was uneven and she had a hard time focusing on anything other than the amazing feelings running through her body. Georg had his arms wrapped around her waist, his fingers making small circles on her back.

Georg held her tightly in his arms, relishing in the aftermath of their passionate lovemaking. He was amazed how this night had progressed, all as a result of him dressing as a pirate. Smiling for himself he sighed out: "this sure is a night worth remembering, eh?"

Maria nodded her head while looking up at him and said with a low voice: "Well if that was Captain von Rascal, I definitely want to meet him again." She smiled wickedly and let her hand run through his bearded cheek.

Georg chuckled and let out a laugh, hugging her closer to him and stated: "well I'm just happy that we decided to buy the costumes." Then thinking about it he added: "but I think we need to search for the buttons for your dress, it really did look quit astonishing on you. Wouldn't mind seeing you dressed up in that again, me beauty." He finished the sentence in a low pirate drawl. At this Maria giggled and hid her face in his chest. She felt her face heat up slightly by his words.

-"But don't get you hopes up too high about the beard, really not my thing, sorry, but it's gone in the morning." Georg stated and scratched his cheek: "It itches when I get warm."

-"I love you, and can't wait to go on a treasure hunt with Captain von Rascal… soon… with or without a beard… I don't care… love you." Maria whispered and initiated a kiss. Georg drew her face up to his waiting lips, letting her know how much he too wanted that to happen. The kiss was short but filled with promises of future pirate interludes.