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Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Congratulate? repeated a slightly confused captain. It didn't take long for his confusion to be dispelled. To his credit, Reese managed to hold back a good deal of his surprise at his captive's transformation. His hard blue eyes still locked onto those locks as they fell, nearly reaching what he now noticed to be quite the pert bottom. Curves that would make even a priest balk were now outlined underneath her trench coat. The woman's body held every temptation a man could ask for, and her smile promised ones that would remain unspoken. Reese coughed into his hand, fighting down his obvious reactions to the stunning revelation. At least he could take some small comfort in knowing that he still fancied women. Unfortunately, having one nearly throwing herself upon him was having quite the physical reaction. Whoever had designed naval attire hadn't counted on the wearer having any impure thoughts. No, naval officers were to remain flaccid and reserved at all times. The confinement certainly proved unpleasant now. Well, I do consider myself suddenly congratulated, admitted the captain. He let a flicker of a smile appear, before he doused it, reaching to pull her coat closed. However, I'm also aware that you are still a pirate. I'm not daft, girl, just incredibly aroused, You're hardly some frail, innocent girl shanghaied into service aboard a vessel. At least dispense with that charade. He paused, studying her. By all rights she was his captive. The men would hardly complain if he decided to take advantage of having a pirate captain aboard ship. They'd have to make her his servant, at the least, to make absolute certain that her identity wouldn't be revealed. Twould only take one visit to the pot for someone to realize that the captain was built just a little different than the crew. Now, what precisely are you suggesting we do about your little revelation, hmm? asked the captain, arching his brows. Several ideas certainly sprang to his mind, not the least of which being taking this vision of loveliness into his bed.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

The woman laughed at his comment, shrugging. Something that will by no means change until I die, she stated, rolling up wth long sleeves of her shirt, the letter on her forearm proudly showing. Unlike most she never bothered to cover it up with bracelets. The letter was a reminder of her pain and everything she stood for, after all. I will not deny being the Captain, either, although it might prove to be quite amusing, don't you find? She gave him a boyish grin. A young woman managed to stay afloat, terrorizing the seven seas until the Navy finally got its hands on her. The court will have quite a laugh, don't you think? She questioned, stretching out lazily. Her gaze trailed down to his pants, a bulge taking hold of her attention. She laughed softly, arching an eyebrow. Oh my, I suggest you do something about that first, she poked his shaft lightly. She then turned around, her hips swaying invitingly as she walked toward the bench. She plopped down onto it, crossing her long legs, for a few moments acting as though the Captain was long gone. I'm Desiree, by the way, she stated, realizing that he called her 'girl'. Not quite a girl, if you catch my drift, she chuckled. She lost the habit of speaking in a way appropriate for a women in the society they lived in, saying whatever went through her head. Now, for the revelation...How should I know? I was just throwing it out there, she shrugged. She loved games, and her move was just about over. She liked stirring trouble and watching the snowflake turn into a giant snowball. You are the captain on this ship, after all, she winked, turning her attention to her hair, playing with it absently.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

At least the girl wasn't pretending any more. Her commentary about the courts actually won a laugh from Reese. He shook his head, massaging the bridge of his nose as he pictured it. The judges would burst a vessel. Pirate marking or no, surely a woman couldn't be running the royal navy into the ground. Certainly not a young woman either! Why, young women were meant for marriage, not for the sea-faring life. Yes, they'd certainly throw up their arms at that. The poke upon Reese's shaft drew his attention away from the humorous daydreams. Unfortunately, it also made the poor man jump, feeling himself twitch inside. Yes, the male part of the captain was certainly aware that it had a luscious female tantalizing him. For all intents and purposes, Desiree, what a striking name that, had been throwing herself at the captain. Once more lascivious daydreams danced about his head for a few moments, requiring a narrowing of his brows to momentarily banish. Well, Miss Desiree, I would be Captain Reese. And, I do believe that as a lady, you'll require some... special treatment aboard my vessel. Surely you realize that. My men are already clamoring for your blood. Given this information, he hedged. They'd probably insist that he pass her around like some kind of party favor. Unless, of course, they decided that their revenge and anger at her outweighed their lust. No, he'd have to take her in as a private prisoner. there were several appealing possibilities in line for that as well. I believe our best course of action would be to make you my personal servant. I don't currently have one, and it is standard procedure for an officer to hire one on. We'll have to deal with the consequences of your actions later. Oh, he paused, looking at her. Why did she have to be so damn appealing? An ugly woman would be a good deal easier to deal with. All Reese could do is picture himself bedding her. And we shall have to keep your sex a secret, for the time being. He paused, waiting and watching for her reaction. The only real difficulty would come when they bedded down for the night. Servants slept in their master's quarters...
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Sorry - falling asleep have people around, so couldn't type much. Desiree listened to his words as he spoke, seemingly uninterested. Meanwhile, however, her mind was weighing its options. She could kill him without a weapon or using whatever she could find in his cabin, that wasn't much of an issue. However what would follow? A bloodfest with her getting torn to shreds by those angry men that were so eager to throw her off board. Mhm...I am a Captain, not a Miss or a lady, she replied, although she had no idea whether her ship still existed or was swimming with the fishes. Your men would want a piece, yes, she stood up swiftly, walking up to him again. They wouldn't kill me though. Even you, a strong will man, can't help it with a woman next to you. I know what the ocean does to people, she licked her lips, her voice remaining a soft, mesmerizing whisper. Her hands slid up to her breasts, pressing them together. Those will ensure my life, she chuckled. But you are right, I wouldn't want to be passed around between those men, she nodded. However, I am nobody's servant. I would rather die than become one, she added, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes. She took a step closer to him, her chest almost touching his. I suppose I could remain your private prisonner, if you are offering your bed, she grinned, not bothering to clarify on what exactly she meant by that comment.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

that's fine. As long as you don't suddenly start with tiny responses, we should be fine. Reese arched a brow at her insistence upon the title. Such pride and fire in a captive was, again, admirable. This woman certainly had her charms, though she also was quite aware of that fact. Already Reese had to admit to finding her far more appealing than most of the girls he'd met prior. That was certainly not information to be shared though. Well, Captain Desiree, began Reese, managing to somehow keep his voice stern, even as she flaunted her feminine... charms, you would indeed be killed, most likely in a painful way. For you see, several of my men would enjoy you. Most likely several times in fact. I'd give you perhaps a day of their affections before you begin to wish they'd end your life. Of course, there are those like Willows, who has little interest in your, he licked his lips, charms. So, you are in my protection now. He reached to adjust the stiff collar of his shirt. This was foolish. Stupidly foolish. It would serve him far better to cast her off to his men and let them do as they would. There would be no long term repercussions to such an action, beyond a slight pang of guilt at thinking that he'd harmed a lady such. Yet the captain knew he'd succumbed at least partially to her charms. He wanted her. He wanted to taste those teasing lips. he wanted to steal her breath in a kiss. Feel that lush flesh beneath his fingers. Yes, they certainly knew what happened at sea. You can call yourself a private prisoner if you wish, but in public, I'm going to have to call you my 'man,' Reese had to chuckle at that. And yes, now he actually smiled at her, an oddly charming expression on his tanned face, I am offering you my bed, Captain .
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree chuckled at his comment. None of his men had it in them to kill her, except maybe Willows. The man seemed tough, and filled with bloodlust yet she saw even the most ruthless of her pirates stop and think for a second before killing a woman. Unless of course...She had a hard time not giggling as she thought that the big man was possibly not interested in women at all. Then there was the remote possibility of her men killing someone he knew. She dismissed the matter at that, thinking back to the way the sergeant acted. Oh, yes. Willows is unreliable, won't last long, either. Letting his emotions pass before his sense of duty. My men would never dare do such a thing, she stated almost defiantly. She was prideful when it came to her crew. Despite what one could believe they had a list of rules pinned to her doors and any violation could result in death or loss of members. Few were actually killed. Most were given a pistol, a bottle of rhum and enough food to last for a day or two and left on an island. Hearing his following question, she grinned. She liked the Captain, it would be a shame to kill him. It didn't change the fact that when an occasion came, she would have to do it. Her short attention span quickly took the woman to the blood lusty corner of her mind, one where most of her famous raids were conceived. Oddly enough his smile tore her right out of it, making the woman's heart pause for a second. Damned ocean, she told herself, blaming the weakness and needs of her body. I could live with being your man, she grinned, her eyes trailing up and down his body slowly. She knew what he wanted - his uniform was clearly not conceived for it. I just hope the rest of your crew can, she added and turned around, bending over to pick up her hat, quickly tucking her hair underneath it. She then wrapped the bandages around her chest over her shirt and pulled her trench coat on. Despite her flirty, seductive attitude she wasn't going to actually do anything, not yet at least. For the moment she counted on laying back and watching the seed of destruction she planted grow and turn into full blown anarchy. It would be quite a test for the Navy dogs, and if things went even remotely as she planned by the end she could find a way to escape. If she escaped, the crew would live as well. There was more to her crew than the men sitting in the old, rotting cells. So, when is my relocation? She wondered, studying him.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

If he let his emotions rule him, you'd already be at the bottom of the sea, reminded Reese. The woman certainly held onto her pride. Dug into it like a cat fighting for the last bit of meat. You'd almost think that she was the captain and he the prisoner. Indeed, her change of position seemed to have affected her disposition very little. It was almost baffling. Enough certainly to set Reese on edge. He'd have to watch this one. As for being his man, you'll have to live with it. I'm not giving you an alternative, insisted Reese. Indeed, he wouldn't even if he could actually think of any. The woman was most likely headed toward the hangman's noose. Even her sex wouldn't protect her from that, not once the judges beheld the marking on her wrist. Yes, she'd still baffle them, and everyone would mock the Navy for a good time, but unless circumstances changed somehow. No, this was the only route, and they'd have to sail it. Reese could only hope they didn't wreck. Odd, but as he watched Desiree dress, the first thing to come to mind was how horribly uncomfortable it must be to bind those bountiful breasts. Naturally no such words passed his lips they were still in quasi-public, and Reese was every bit the proper gentleman. Gentleman or no, he still found his thoughts lingering on those luscious orbs. She's still a pirate, man. Worse, a pirate captain. And you can already tell that she didn't get it by spreading her legs and inviting the crew. No, this woman thinks and acts. And she's killed. You'll have to play her game to beat her... and I'm not even sure how that will turn out. Immediately, he answered, nodding toward her. He headed out the door, leaving the cell open for her. Dimly he was aware that he'd turned his back on someone who only moments before he'd just labeled a cold-blooded killer. Yet he also knew her to be an intelligent , cold-blooded killer. Meaning that she wouldn't attack him until she was sure it would actually benefit her. Now the only result from an ill-advised attack would be an irate Naval captain. Said captain might very well take to the harsher punishments. For now, Reese strolled along, moving with an ease. His mother had always said that he walked as though he'd been made for a ship, and Reese hadn't heard anyone who'd disagree with the sentiment. His rolling gait worked well with his lean frame. Now it had an almost jaunty step to it. The man in the naval officer realized full well that a delightful, comely lass was about to sleep in his quarters for the next few weeks. Of course, he would wager her as likely to remove his genitalia as to do anything pleasant with them, but it was the thought that counted. I don't suppose I have to give you any specific orders? nothing along the lines of 'don't give yourself away'? he asked, not turning as he walked. Had to deal with guards and such as they headed topside.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree grinned at his comment, not pushing things any further. Every good player knew where to end their turn, she wouldn't press the matters just yet. She silently watched him, her eagerness to leave the cold, dirty cabin not showing in the slightest yet god knew she wanted out of there. Piracy was never easy - sometimes they went on for a few days without food until a ship came by. Gold could only do so much when in the open sea. This, however, was simply disgusting. She saw a rat or two run by, squeaking softly before running away. Despite her strong will the knowledge that she was caught was driving her mad. Usually, she would only get caught if it was part of the plan. This time, she had to wing it, create a universe out of nothing. She was glad he dropped by her cell before the desire to twist the necks of those holding her behind the bars kicked in and she began pacing the cage like a tiger. She hated the Navy as much as they hated her. They lacked real moral values, Desiree found. They silently complied to the lies thrown at them and never as much as questioned. While it was perhaps a skewed image, there were bits and pieces of it that were, indeed, true. She didn't respond to Reese as he tried to return his role of a Captain. She wouldn't prevent that from happening, in truth she was surprised he let her go on setting up the field for so long. The woman expected him to cut her short and decide everything on his own instead of letting her choose and propose. Perhaps the Gods were still with her. She shadowed Reese as he walked, her pirates watching him with disgust yet remaining silent. They were taught to act with dignity until further command, and while certain men made snarky comments most remained silent. When they saw her, however, they gripped the bars, watching her with a horrified air. Most seemed to think that Willows's offer was accepted, that it was the true end. Brushing by them, she winked, quickly spelling out brief instructions with her hands. The instructions were fairly simple stay and wait for further command. Leaving her pirates behind, she walked along the stairway and toward the fresh scent of fish and salted water. No need for orders, she replied lazily, watching the setting sun with fire in her eyes. She didn't think she would see it again until they reached the shore. Suddenly, she heard the men grumble as they saw her, almost hissing. They circled the Captain, questioning his reasoning.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree's odd silence made Reese all the more edgy. They had just walked by every member of her crew, and she didn't have anything to say to them? No instructions in secret code, no words of encouragement? Something smelled. The woman must be using some other form to issue orders, or possibly they had already discussed a plan like this. Either that or she wasn't nearly as intelligent as Reese gave her credit for, and he refused to believe that. Once they'd left the pirates and the lone guard behind, a portion of Reese's men swarmed them. It did his heart some good to see that at least some of his crew had stuck to doing their jobs, actually minding the boat. But even most of those looked askance at their captain and the unbound pirate following close on his heels. It certainly didn't improve matters for the cacophony of noises and insults to begin again. A handful even suggested that the pirate was pretty enough anyway. Just needed a little grease to make things run smoother. Some laughed, but all drew silent at a sharp look from Reese. He rose his hand, further silencing his men. There will be no such talk of impropriety aboard my vessel. We are the Crown's men, and will conduct ourselves in such a fashion, insisted the captain. He folded his hands behind his back, gathering his strength and drawing himself up. Command entered his voice, making it sound heavier and louder somehow. In fact, I do believe that whoever suggested such a course of action will gladly volunteer for extra duties. Smithers is always looking for men handy with potatoes, this brought a bit of a laugh from some, even one or two of those who'd been making the suggestions chuckled. Still some scowled, and Reese struggled to make note of all the faces. If he'd known how much work there was to captaining, he would have state a ship's officer. Now, I'm sure some of you are wondering why I have a pirate captain shadowing me, yes? Well, the simple answer is that he shall be my man for the rest of the voyage, thank God no one protested yet, as we are all aware of my lack of such. He shall, therefore, be staying in my quarters. Now, he is still our captive, so I'm sure that a few of you officers can find work for him to do. teach him a little humility, now Reese turned and smiled at Desiree, letting that sink in before he turned back. Now, I'm going to retire to my quarters and instruct my man on his duties. You've done a remarkable job today, gentlemen, let's continue the work. Dismissed. Thankfully most of the men peeled off at the command. a handful glowered, one or two spat, and at least one man muttered something about the captain wanting that grease. Sailors were sailors, even aboard a vessel like that. Reese merely gave them a sweep, before heading toward his captain, a hand wave indicating that Desiree should follow.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree's lips parted in a crooked toothy grin as she observed the scene. She could almost feel the hatred of these men around her. Given the chance, they would kill her if they didn't know about her gender. Otherwise, she knew what would follow and even Willows wouldn't stop it. So, she didn't take the remark about teaching her humility too seriously, hoping that he would realize what a mistake he was making when she explained it to him - unless he realized it already. Well played, Captain, she chuckled as he headed toward his cabin, following him closely. What a speech, Crown's man, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at that comment. The Crown was a joke, and people like herself were eager to see it fall apart or land into the hands of someone true to their words. Queen Elizabeth, in her eyes, was the only worthy monarch. Strong willed, intelligent and impossible to place to submission, facing the Armada with her frail little hands. If there was a person in the world Captain D'Aether aspired to resemble it was her, aside the dramatic love stories. She preferred to spend her life alone to avoid being humiliated by a man like the one Elizabeth loved and was betrayed by. Realizing that the break between her words was growing too long to even be dramatic, she cleared her throat. But what will happen when I take this coat and hat off to work? Ever seen a sailor dressed like me? I doubt your men would teach me humility while my clothes are those of a Captain, she stated, cocking her head to the side to watch his back. She followed him in silence for the rest of the target, up until they were by the cabin's door. She brushed her hand over his hips, her eyes traveling over the side of his face. So Captain, what were those duties of mine? She purred, biting on her lower lip.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Naturally Desiree had more witty comments regarding how Reese ran his vessel. Really, did the woman have nothing better to do than make snide remarks? Were it not so utterly charming, it would almost be grating. Even worse, Reese had a feeling that a good deal of her words rang true. Yes, his speech was mostly lies and pomp. That's how you got the men to actually do anything. At least she'd complimented him on it, though he couldn't say how sincere that was. They'd finally reached the door of his quarters, and once more she peppered him with questions and innuendo. By now he'd already grown used to that from her, and took both in his able stride. We'll settle you up with clothing. I have a subordinate who should be able to work with you. Wouldn't want your dashing outfit to be ruined, the captain easily replied. He took the door in hand, opening it. now that they'd returned to private, he actually stepped aside, allowing Desiree to cross the threshold first. She'd find the room livable enough, if slightly stark. A small desk stood alongside one wall, a journal, a Bible, and a handful of other things laying about. If one walked from that wall, one would encounter a hammock, one that obviously got more use than the well kept bed opposite it. A small chest of clothing and an even smaller mirror and washstand completed the room. One would hardly think it a captain's quarters, were it not for the fair amount of empty space. It would take several paces to walk from wall to wall, not to mention paces to walk from piece to piece. They were well and truly alone. And yet again she'd started her seductive act. Once more, Reese took it in stride, smiling. He wanted nothing so much as to take that bitten lip in his own, mashing against hers until he heard her beg for mercy. She'd find him oddly skilled at that craft. Yet he knew that he had to continue to play the captain, if only for a few moments longer. The usual, I believe, he said. keeping my clothing prepared and fresh. Helping me shave. Possibly preparing my records. If you're especially talented, I might even allow you to warm my bed. He added a jaunty smile to the last comment, looking her directly in the eyes.