A/N: Not a Halloween lewd for a change, but the new pirate-themed ship, Golden Hind~

Hadn't immediately caught my eye, but upon seeing her voice lines and undecided on what Halloween lewd to do today, I went with her~

Do enjoy~

Gentle Hands

Travelling from one port to another over the sea could be perilous at times.

And not solely because of the Sirens either. Though humanity's enigmatic foes were always lurking and waiting for the right time to strike, there were other threats that humanity had to contest with. Strong currents, waves, and worst of all storms.

Most vessels could handle them reasonably well – humanity had come a long way from their days in rickety wooden vessels barely suitable for beyond the Mediterranean, but even then a wave too strong and a wind too powerful was all it took to sink even the mightiest of vessels. Somewhat ironically, those that proclaimed their ship unsinkable were often some of the first to find themselves playing cards with Davey Jones.

Though the Commander hadn't been so arrogant with his own command vessel, it seems fate was not on his side – and thus, it suffered severe engine problems requiring it be towed back to the port it came from. With them already out at sea, however, they couldn't simply turn back and wait for repairs. Instead, the Commander hopped onto one of his escorts for the remainder of his journey.

That escort being Golden Hind.

Another crack of thunder lit up the night sky beyond the glass panes before him. The Commander watched as the brief fork faded back into nothingness only to soon be replaced by another jagged bolt moments later; the constant flashes of lightning ever changing and never in the same pattern twice, making for a rather alluring showing. Couple that with the dense sea fog and tumultuous tides and the vessel under him creaked and groaned with every lurching wave.

Yet, true to its owner's claim, it did not sink. Whether due to its construction, its nature as a Ship-Girl or even its nature as a member of Tempesta, it refused to break under the galloping waves.

Humming to himself the Commander backed away from the windows. His eyes drifted to the room behind him, gaze drifting between the various oil lamps and wooden architecture of the interior. It was graceful in a rustic, worn sort of way; the holes in the wood plugged by twitching, slithering purple tentacles. Normally the holes were left open, but apparently for his sake she's covered them up. Using her ship's tentacles. It was a bit odd, he had to admit, but he didn't want to judge.

Meandering over to the golden-quilted double bed the Commander sat down on the edge, hands behind himself as he just... decompressed, really. There wasn't much to do on the ship – he hadn't thought to bring any books with him and unlike in his personal vessel he couldn't command the fleet well from a Tempesta ship, so he was pretty much just cargo until they got to the port. Which was, last he checked, about six hours away.

Just then he heard wood creak, the squeakiness of it distinguishing itself from the general groaning of the ship. Several more squeaks followed, growing nearer – until at last his benefactor opened the doors to the captain's quarters.

''I return, darling~ The others are progressing just fine, you'll be happy to note~''

Golden Hind. A beauty of a woman he'd only fairly recently gotten to know, and had since been bewitched by. No guesses as to why; she was a looker even from afar with her voluptuous figure and distinct horns protruding from her forehead. Up close she was even more eye-catching, her dress covering her legs well but leaving her large chest rather thinly covered, only two strips of cloth to cover them.

''Mm? Is something the matter... darling~?'' Hind licked her lips, mirth narrowing her eyes.

The Commander coughed, quickly averting his eyes. ''Sorry, was lost in thought. Have we encountered any Sirens along the way?''

''Not a one, mercifully. Those escorts sent ahead of our fleet have done a fine job of clearing the way – there's hardly any wrecks left either~'' Hind remarked loftily, the doors closing behind her as she approached. ''You've certainly amassed a capable fleet, darling~''

The nickname never failed to bring a dusting of pink to his cheeks. ''Aha, thanks. And thank you as well for letting me sail with you.''

''Oh it's not a problem; you could hardly anticipate your ship suffering issues~'' She crooned.

He smiled. ''Still, perhaps I could repay the favour by helping on deck? Though I doubt I'd make for a good first mate, haha.''

Golden Hind tittered along with him. ''I think you would, with proper training – but alas, I won't let it. Such gentle hands as yours Commander, they should not be tarnished by the labours of seafaring.''

She took his hands in her own, smiling invitingly. ''Especially not when there's so many other uses for such comforting hands~''

The Commander's cheeks darkened. ''Oh, and uh... what uses might they have?''

Golden Hind smirked. No words were said yet his blush darkened further, embarrassment clogging his throat – his eyes attempting to drift aside. An attempt foiled when Golden Hind pulled his hand in and let it touch something warm and soft, his fingers instinctively twitching inwards before his mind caught up – and he tensed when she moaned. It was a deep, seductive sound, brought out from the back of her throat and with a husky undercurrent that made something in him stir.

His eyes returned to Golden Hind and he put the dots together, his mouth abruptly dry as he realised he was holding her left breast; palm flush to her skin and the meagre flap of cloth brushed aside, leaving nothing to get in the way. The warmth of her skin, the softness, the slight hint of firmness; all of it filled his mind in a n overwhelming rush of sensations. In the back of his mind he tried to quell the rising tide of embarrassment, reasoning other subordinates had teased him in the past, but Golden Hind was different. He had the hots for her.

And she damn well knew it.

''I adore these gentle hands of yours, darling.'' Golden Hind whispered, as if keeping a secret. ''But I can't deny I want to feel so much more of you~''

Distance shrunk – and then her lips connected with his own. Shock jolted through him but Golden Hind held the back of his head, keeping him from retreating, and after a moment he succumbed to her entrancing lips; groaning as he reciprocated. She hummed into the kiss and kept it going, dragging out the moment for a small eternity, the only noise around them being the distant thunder and creaking of her hull.

Until at last she drew back, panting but smiling mirthfully. She didn't hesitate for a second before reclaiming his lips, her tongue teasing his teeth and darting past them the moment he parted them – a groan forced out of him as he retaliated with his own tongue. Their appendages pushed and wrestled together but she was far more skilled than he, dominating him with minimal effort.

At the same time his hands unconsciously drifted up to her chest, cupping her other one as well and groping. Golden Hind moaned a wordlessly encouragement and dammit if the sound of her voice didn't drive him crazy then the softness of her chest very well would; his fingers sinking into her flesh as he kneaded them tentatively. When no protests came though he dared grow more vigorous, his touch more wanton and his lust rising, fuelled by Golden Hind's seductive moans.

Eventually the beauty pulled back, a string of saliva hanging between their lips before it snapped – her lips curling up into a hot smile.

Then her hands slithered down, clutching his belt and unbuckling it. He shuddered, some part of him suggesting he stop her – they were at sea, the Sirens could be about, hell she was a subordinate and he her superior, but any such excuses perished as fast as they came, his will too weak to resist the beauty before him.

With a rattle his belt came loose and a buzz preluded his zipper coming down. Golden Hind knelt before him, cooing as she unfastened his boxers and tugged his dick out into the open – her lithe fingers curling around his shaft and stroking him slowly.

''Hnf...'' The Commander grunted, eyes screwing shut as he tipped his head back. ''Hind...''

''Do relax, darling~'' She cooed back. ''Allow me to to smother you in love~''

Then the next thing he knew her breath tickled his tip, and then he was in her mouth. Plump lips dragged down his shaft and pursed before sucking back up, the motion slow but ever so hot – aided by a wet tongue that coiled around his dick. In the back of his mind he realised her tongue was longer than a normal one but frankly that just made it hotter; a strained groan escaping him as Golden Hind sensually sucked his cock.

Humming around his manhood the Tempesta ship tilted her head slightly, eyes meeting his own even as she sucked up to the tip, her tongue swiftly swirling around it. The ticklish sensation was made all the more erotic by the spit that dribbled down his girth; opaque beads her lips soon smeared into his shaft. The hotness of her mouth was unrivalled and it was all he could do to grip onto the quilt under him, hissing through his teeth as the busty beauty gave his dick a nice long slurp.

Her lips left the tip for only a moment before returning, enveloping him down to the base. He gasped, feeling the tip hit the back of her throat, but Hind didn't even gag. She just hummed mirthfully and bobbed her head, repeatedly taking him down deeper and deeper until she had his entire length between her plump pink lips, her horny gaze fixated on him and him alone as she throated his cock.

''Ahh, Hind, shit...'' He groaned out.

Wet grunts answered him as the beauty worked his dick, her horns in his peripherals as she bobbed back-and-forth. He stared up at the ceiling with lips pursed, trying to keep his moans at bay only to fail in record time – a strained groan trembling out of his throat as she took him deep once more. The hot, enveloping heat was just too much for him, it felt like he might cum at any second just from this much.

Thus it was both a mercy and a shame when Golden Hind pulled back. The absence of her hot wet mouth left him panting and shivering, his cock at full mast and throbbing for more attention. Something that made Hind titter as she tucked aside the cloth covering her breasts aside, laying them bare as she leaned in, realisation dawning on him-

And then she smothered his cock between her tits. Instantly a strained groan was forced out of the Commander, his lips pursed and head tipped back as her large, soft tits squished against his dick. She giggled and pushed them together more, rubbing them even as she began to rock on her knees, the friction slight but the sensation so damn lewd it left him clutching onto the quilt for dear life.

''Oh? You're twitching so much – if you want to finish darling, by all means do~'' Her lips grazed his tip as it poked out from her cleavage. ''I can't wait to feel your seed upon my skin~''

The sensual croon only further pushed him to the edge, his arms tense – that same tension rapidly working its way through his whole body, her tits rubbing up against his cock non-stop, his mind consumed by the sensation as pressure built-!

Until a jot of cum escaped – and then the dam broke. The Commander let out a sharp moan as he busted his load between her breasts, a thick shot of cum splattering up her neck and jaw before the tip was smothered between her boobs. Potent throbs shook his dick and spurted semen across Hind's fair skin, eliciting a moan from the woman before him – her smirk unfading even as a couple stray shots of cum spurted out of her cleavage and onto the top of her breasts.

''My, so much of it – and so thick too~'' Golden Hind crooned, scooping up some of his seed and popping it into her mouth. ''Mm~''

The Commander had no response; his mouth dry and throat closed up as the dark-haired beauty leaned back, letting his dick slip out from between her breasts. She smiled, peering back at him even as she pushed her tits together, smearing his cum about with a coo of seductive delight.

The Commander wordlessly shuddered, tilting his head back and staring at the ceiling, just catching his breath.

Until he heard cloth shift, flutter, then thump against the floor.

The Commander raised his head just in time to witness the fabric settle, his eyes wandering up Hind's long, creamy legs, only a pair of tattered black panties hugging her hips – that being the only piece of cloth remaining on her voluptuous frame. In their absence her glorious figure was laid bare, his eyes sweeping over her lithe sides and full, plump breasts, his cum still glistening between them like a glaze. Something she undoubtedly knew judging by her grin, one hand hefting her right tit up playfully, causing some of the cum to dribble down.

No words were said – none needed to be, and he sure as hell wasn't going to protest. Golden Hind smiled at that, her long legs brushing against his own as she eased herself onto his lap, one hand caressing his tender cock and lifting him up, his tip teasing her opening – and as one they moaned as she eased herself down onto his throbbing hardness.

''Oh yes, you're filling me up so very much~'' Hind breathed out, a little giggle escaping alongside her words. ''Might I by the first to claim you I wonder, darling~?''

''...perhaps.''

A titter was her answer – and then her lips claimed his own. The Commander groaned into the kiss and leaned back on one hand, his other settling on her ass as she rode him. Her motions were slow but oh so pleasurable, his sensitivity meaning even the slightest bob was electric on his loins.

Hind, however, was eager to hear more from him – her hips rolling in slow, sensual ways that felt heavenly, her warmth pressing into his lap as her arms wound their way around his nape, pulling him in close as she kissed him once more. The gentle rolls of her hips were like she was riding the waves, sometimes taking his entire length inside and other times only an inch or two; the welcoming hotness enveloping him easily.

The Commander hissed, breaking off the kiss and tugging on her rear, but Hind didn't acquiesce to his whims so easily – resisting his pulls and riding him at the same slow pace. Yet he couldn't find it in him to complain, the wet hotness that swallowed his cock up so rapturous he lost the ability to speak; able to only buck his own hips in a fit of need, plunging himself up as she eased down, the pair of them steadily falling into sync.

''Oh my, don't struggle so much~'' Hind cooed, caressing his cheek. ''It's much more fun to just enjoy the moment than to rush to the shore, no~?''

The Commander hissed and slowed his movements. ''Sorry...''

''There's no need to apologise, darling.'' She pecked his cheek, mirth in her eyes. ''You are clearly in dire need of release, so much so even one climax is not enough for you... worry not though, I'll squeeze you dry~''

The crooning words preluded her hands shifting up to his shoulders – and the Commander grunted in surprise as she shoved him back. He flopped back onto the bed and in a heartbeat Hind had her palms on his chest, keeping him down and mercifully picking up the pace a little; her slow rolls becoming gainful bounces, the carnal slap of flesh starting to ring out. Her weight fell upon his lap each time and his cock was buried deep in her love-riddled tunnel, her nectar smeared into his shaft in the brief moment before she bounded back up again, her moan throaty and oozing seduction.

With her palms pressing down on his chest it was a touch harder to breathe, admittedly, but the sight of Golden Hind riding him, of her large breasts bouncing as she moved, more than made up for it. The hypnotic jiggle entranced him, his hands shifting to her hips and holding onto them as he watched them bounce, vividly recalling how they smushed around his dick. A sensation that panged through his loins, amplifying how snug the woman atop him felt and coaxing a groan from his lips.

''Aha, that's it, let it all out~'' Golden Hind ran her hands up to his shoulders, leaning forwards more. ''Release your ooze within me~''

The Commander gritted his teeth and groaned back, bucking his hips and fuelling the fire in his shaft, his need rising – not helped by the fact she was openly asking for it. Her insides caressed his shaft as she bounced, her flesh meeting his faster and faster, bringing him to the brink-!

When Golden Hind lifted herself up, and let his dick slip out.

The Commander gasped, digging his fingers into her hips, the sudden absence of her loins leaving him teetering on the edge – worsened when Hind planted herself down and teasingly grinded herself on his shaft, mewling erotically as she teased him. Pre-cum oozed from his tip and she pressed a finger onto the slit, giggling as she rolled her hips faster, her grinding hastening and edging him closer.

''H-Hind...!'' He gasped out.

''Heehee, if you want it darling, you need to ask for it~'' The pirate purred. ''I won't let you within my hold until you do~''

Pride, maybe even embarrassment, held his tongue for but a moment.

Then that moment passed as he nearly came just from her grinding on his dick. ''I wanna, fuck I wanna cum inside of you-!''

His tip teased her opening, and with a euphoric moan Hind impaled herself back onto his cock. Quick jerks lifted her hips back up and she slapped her ass back down, her motions fast and at stark odds with her pace before, his dick sliding between her wet walls even as they strangled his shaft.

''Mm~! Cum darling, cum~!'' Hind called out with a smile, licking her lips-

-and got her wish nary a second later as he busted his nut, shouting through gritted teeth. Ecstasy rushed straight to his head and his seed erupted by the gallon inside of her, or so it at least felt like – his mind overcome by the single most intense orgasm of his life as her sopping insides squeezed him dry of semen. Aided when Hind reached back and grabbed him by the balls, squeezing repeatedly and mewling when he nutted a bit more inside of her, literally draining him of all his seed.

Only when the torrent slowed did her hips do too – and a delighted giggle escaped the pirate woman as she raised her hips up. His dick slipped out of her and his cum was quick to follow; drooling from her sex even as she teased herself with her middle finger, humming approvingly as she did so. After teasing herself for a moment though her eyes fell upon him once more, her smile retaining its mirth even as she turned her gaze onto his tender, but still erect shaft.

''Oh, you're still eager for more? How delightful~'' Hind crooned as she leaned down, hands on his shoulders and lips to his ear. ''Perhaps you shall take the reigns of me this time~?''

The Commander relished the shudder she coaxed up his spine, her finger tracing a line up it, and without a word he grabbed her sides and flipped them around. Hind didn't even seem surprised and just tittered as he pushed her onto the bed, his hands planting on either side of her and her legs opening for him, the distance between their bodies null – and Hind let out a delighted moan as he penetrated her, his weight crashing down as he hilted within her.

Nary a moment later he pulled out, her loins clinging to his girth and coaxing him back inside – a sharp jolt of his hips filling her up once more. It set the tone for his following thrusts; each as rough and passionate as the last and fucking hot, delighted moans out of the galleon before him, her legs bouncing on either side of him as he ruthlessly began to fuck Hind into the bed. The old frame squeaked and the headboard banged up against the wall but if anything that just added to the moment, fuelling the wanton need within him.

''Mm- mn~! Aha, yes, that's it~!'' Hind cried out jubilantly, snaking her arms around him and pulling him into a kiss – not that it stopped him from slamming between her folds. ''Mm~! Yes, just like that, my darling~''

The Commander groaned back, not trusting his voice in that moment. Even as he hilted himself within her quivering vice he was already envisioning what to do next, the positions, the requests. To bend her over the end of her ship and rail her raw. To carry her around and fuck her as he pleased. To jerk off and bust on her face, to fuck her ass until she squealed, to put a collar on her and face-fuck her – all sorts of sinful, scandalous ideas that he didn't dare utter out of embarrassment, yet ones he could not deny, if only to himself.

Whether she sensed them or not Hind wrapped her legs around him all the same, preventing him from pulling out even if he wanted to. Growling at that the Commander only grew rougher; holding nothing back as he crashed down into her, their flesh loudly clapping together – the primal, ball-slapping sex echoing throughout the captain's quarters, the noise ringing louder than the distant thunder and creaking bed frame.

''Hnf~! Yes, oh yes!'' Tentacles slithered through the woodwork, binding his wrists to the bed. ''Don't stop, don't-!''

Her loins tightened; flesh seizing snugly around his cock – and with a sharp, euphoric cry Golden Hind climaxed. The realisation instantly made him pound her with hasty vigour, her jubilant cry in his ears as he fucked her to his peak, his breath leaving him as he finally nutted inside of her for the second time that night. Her slippery tightness squeezed him dry for every last spurt of seed, refusing to take anything less than every last drop of his warmth.

Until at last he collapsed atop her with a groan. Hind hardly minded, her coo tickling his ear as she held onto him loosely, the pair of them simply laying there as they came down from their highs. Muscles twitched and tensed as the aftershocks rode through them, their breathing harsh but gradually lightening – until with a deep groan the Commander found the strength to prop himself up on his elbows.

''Oh? Perhaps you're eager for more yet, darling~?''

His response came in the form of pinning her to the wall, her throaty noises lost to the clap of thunder

Only them privy to the lurid slap of flesh.

[END]