As Peter gazed out over the sea Miles Morales came up the steps and stood next to the Captain. "You did a great job Miles." Peter complimented. "Thank you Captain." The dark skin youth said. "There's no need to call me that." Peter insisted as he turned the wheel slightly so the ship would go down the right of the island up head with another was to their right. It was truly like they were sailing through a huge river valley as well the sea. (Like River Valley and North Atlantic from Assassin's Creed Rogue.) "There's need to use formality with Miles. It just feels strange…"
Miles nodded in understanding. "You can be one heck of a Spider Captain yourself you know." Peter said. "Perhaps common your own crew after we free Brooklyn of the HenchLords influence." Miles blinked. "I'm not sure about that Pete. I'm more of loner than a leader." Peter snorted. "So was until recently as a saying would emerge from Captain America's lips. True leaders are those who don't want it."
"Yeah he definitely would say that." Miles said before smirking. "But probably more inspiring than how you said it." Peter gave an exaggerated look of hurt as if he was hurt by his friend's words. Yet both let out laughs. Peter clutched his side as his wound flared with brief pain. "You okay?" Miles asked worried. "Yeah just hurt a little bit when I laugh." Peter said. "But alright."
"You should let Esmeralda double check it." Miles suggested and speak of the devil the raven hair Gypsy appeared on Peter's other side. "Right said Morales. Captain would you follow me to your cabin." It wasn't a request as Esmeralda took Peter's arm to pull him away as Miles took the wheel smirking. Descending the stairs with Esmeralda on his arm Peter saw Saleya passing out food and drinks to the crew. The Succubus gave the Gypsy a wink as they turn to go into the captain quarters.
"Please remove all your clothes and take a seat?" Esmeralda asked and Peter smirking obeyed. After removing his guns hostlers, coat, hat along with his boots Peter removed his shirt slightly wincing as the motion stretched his skin around his wound. Esmeralda stood patiently with a smirk on her lips, pushing her large breasts up with her folded arms so they threatened to pop out of their own accord. "I believe I said, All your clothing did I not?" She asked and Peter gazed at her for a moment before dropping his pants and underwear at the same time and was satisfied by the Gypsy's eyes going wide when she laid eyes on his soft cock between his legs as he sat down on his bed with his back against the wall.
"What now?" He asked. "Well since you gave me an enjoyable show it's only far if I do the same." Esmeralda said before beginning to dance. Peter watch as the Gypsy's body spun and twisted in such a way that his cock started to become hard. Especially when she began removing her clothes starting with her top removing in one swift movement and letting her breasts with the darker harden nipples free. Peter's eyes also felled on Esmeralda's well tone stomach before the purple sarong was removed showing off her dark velvet looking legs leaving only her pink ribbon in her hair and her gold jewelry. Which jingled as she moved towards Peter whose cock was now standing at attention.
Esmeralda climb atop the bed stand over Peter with pussy leveled with his face. "Care to show me your skill with that mouth of yours?" She inquired and smiling Peter started running his tongue over the Gypsy's pussy. Esmeralda moaned as his tongue moved up and down her slit testing the waters and finding them warm and welcoming began venturing further in, causing the raven hair woman's legs to start shaking as pleasure washed over her like the tide.
Which only rose more when Peter added his fingers in the mix pushing two fingers into her cunt and started fucking her with his fingers while his tongue lapped up the juices coming from her pussy and twirling around her nub. Esmeralda tangled her fingers in Peter's hair in order to remain up right even with the pleasure given by his lips. Even his beard was helping by slightly tickling her flesh as his mouth moved. She spoke words of pleasure in Romani the language of Gypsies so the only words Peter knew was when she spoke his name or swore the words fuck or yes. "Eu Cumming!" (I'm Cumming.) Esmeralda cried out and Peter locked his mouth over her pussy while using his incredible strength to hold the woman in place and upright as her legs collapsed.
After her juices finished running Peter lowered the raven hair woman down to sit on his lap as she attempted to regain her breath. "You are something else." Esmeralda said after a minute smiling. "You know we're only just getting started." Peter said also smiling. "Oh definitely." She said spinning on his lap so her back pressed against his chest just like their way to Ben's camp on… dinghy/horse? Yet again Peter's memory of certain events seems counter to how the world should be. But Esmeralda didn't give him time to ponder those thoughts as she rose then sank down on to his cock.
And even as his shaft began filling her womanhood Peter's hands came around the Gypsy to began fondling her tits. Which made Esmeralda moaned amplified right before muffling them by tilting her head back to began kissing Peter as his sword continue to filled her until it was fully sheathed to the hilt and all the way to the raven hair woman's womb. Her body shuttered against Peter which only brought her more pleasure when moved even in the slightest because of his firm hands on her breasts and cock in her which made shivered again and nearly brought her to the edge of a climax which became shorter as she began moving up and down the Captain's cock.
Which broke the kiss with Peter and aloud Esmeralda voice to echo into cabin switch back and forth between English and Romani. Peter watch the raven hair Gypsy bounce on him for a bit before releasing her breasts to grab under her knees holding her up and started thrusting up into her. "La naiba asta Cock!" Esmeralda cried (Damn This Cock!) as their flesh slapped together along with her juices sprayed out each time Peter bottom out.
"I need to changed positions." Peter said before tilting the sideways so they laid on their sides across the bed with him still holding her left leg up by the knee while his right hand reach to grabbed one of her nipples to tweak it. Yet not loosing the pace of his hips and soon Esmeralda went over the large fall of pleasure and fell over into her climax. Which tighten her walls around Peter's cock like a vice that send him over his own falls and began sending torrents of his white seed into the caverns that was Esmeralda's womb.
Sweat glistened over the two's flesh and their breaths were heavy yet finished they weren't and once strength returned to them they continued their love making with Esmeralda saying things in her native tongue that Peter could not understand but were oaths and enchant-ions of binding. But not Peter to her but the other way around and gladly Esmeralda swore them knowing she would not regret it especially since unaware to Peter until much later the curse bracelet adorning her wrist that kept her in Queens fell off and disappeared into vapor.