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

Desiree laughed, shaking her head. That's not what I'm talking about, sweetheart, she replied, studying her outfit. She wasn't best dressed - her silks and beautiful clothes were still locked up in a chest in her room. She was wearing her usual clothes in which she worked like a sailor, merely getting the time to throw on her coat when the Navy ship appeared in the horizon. There had been greater stings at stake than her appearance. Sailors don't wear much, especially not prisonner ones, and I doubt I'd be able to hide my gender from your men for long if I run around the deck, ordered around by them, she stated, brushing her fingers over her slim, hairless forearm far too smooth to be that of a man. Not to mention I bruise easily, and since I wouldn't want to hurt your men I'd have to take whatever blow they deal me, if you leave me with them, she continued with a pout, her large eyes traveling over him. When they were alone, she studied the room. It was tiny, quite different from the luxury she decorated hers in. Of course she certainly had more years and funds to do so. Walking up to the hammock, she took off her hat again, placing her coat and her bandages on it. She then returned to him, just in time to hear his response about warming his bed. Despite herself she felt a shiver run down her spine at the idea. She was by no means against it, truth to be told, yet just giving it up for him would make things far too easy for the pretty boy. She tilted her head slightly, stepping close to him, her chest grazing his each time she inhaled. Mhm...Talented at what exactly, may I ask? She murmured tauntingly, her warm breath breaking against his lips by this point. A seductive smile played on her lips while she watched the man, thanking God for blessing her with him instead of someone like Willows for a guard. Her hand trailed over his jaw, a chuckle escaping her lips. Yes, I definately will help you shave, she teased, although she doubted she would be able to help him much on that front.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

More arched brows at her comment. Soon followed by a nod of agreement. You've a point there. I suppose we'll have to insist that you wear heavy clothing as... punishment of some kind, he waved a hand. It was something to concern oneself with, but it hardly was a pressing matter. Despite what Reese had let his crew and Desiree believe, he didn't plan on letting her roam the decks often. If he did, he'd be close by, insuring that things weren't too rough on her. She'd do labor though, if only because it would be... interesting to see this prideful woman submit to such torture. Her insistence upon the matter, however, drew a smile from Reese. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you were desperate for me to keep you close, captain. I'm not sure whether I should be flattered or concerned. He watched her carefully, noting her movements. For security reasons, naturally. That this also allowed him to see how she moved, to again note those curves, well, that was simply a pleasant addition. The flirtations had returned in earnest. And once more, she played the game instead of assuming that one or other had already won. Good God, why couldn't this woman have been a governor's daughter or even a tavern wench? Reese felt her hand trail along his strong jaw, and finally caught those fingers in his hand. Smiling, he bent to lightly kiss their tips. Treat a woman well. Assume she's a lady, and act as though she's the most important person you've met. Old words that always sprang readily enough to mind. We could always begin with seeing how talented you are at shaving, suggested Reese. He once more pressed his lips to her fingertips. Though I must admit, you're womanly charms are winning me over at an alarming rate? Do you often seduce men you're planning to kill, or am I just a special case?
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree watched him catch her fingers, and for a moment wondered if he was going to hurt her. Instead, he caught her small hand into his to kiss it, causing the woman's jaw to drop slightly, her lips half parted. She wasn't used to gentlemen, the most she usually got was a sweet compliment prior to a series of dirty ones at a tavern. The sole man to have ever acted that way toward her was another pirate captain, yet he was a lot more preoccupied by he looked while flirting with her. She suspected he didn't truly appreciate women yet refused to openly admit it considering his profession. It didn't matter much any longer though, as he was hanging on a rope by the Port Royal. Either way, she watched her Captain with a sense of longing almost heavy in her eyes. She couldn't do much about it. She missed a man's touch, especially one so firm yet gentle. She bit on her lower lip, taking a few seconds before replying to his words not because she was at a lack of words - that was a rare occurence, but rather she was so mesmerized by Reese that it took her a while to understand what he said. Laughing softly at the first remark, she shrugged. Why certainly, yet I must warn you beforehand that if your throat ends up sliced it was an accident, she stated, doubtfull that giving her a razor was the smartest thing he would do both for security reasons and due to her lack of skill and experience in assisting a man at shaving. Not to mention helping him shave was the last thing she wanted to do, she wasn't some maid after all. Oh, I have to admit I am quite pleased that it is the case, she smiled, not bothering to move her hand away. Her cat like gaze remained upon him, almost as though she was afraid to miss something he could do. I am a mere prisonner, I wouldn't dream of harming you, she innocently said, her free hand sliding up to rest on his chest. Yet if I were trying to seduce you or planning upon it, you would be a special case, she grinned coyly.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Ah, naturally. Because if you were going to kill me, you'd make certain it was when it was to your best interests, replied Reese. His eyes sparkled for a moment. Hard not to find her wit appealing, especially when bared with such a luscious form. That she so eagerly returned his flirtations only spurred the good captain onward. He still recalled that she was a pirate. Yet that fact held less and less weight as the conversation drew on. Reese's arms encircled Desiree, snaking about her waist. Her supple curves enticed him, drew him even closer. No doubt that was exactly what she had in mind, else Reese couldn't read a woman's eyes at all. No, those merry orbs were as eager for what was in store as his own were. She must not lay with many of her crew. Most likely she was a woman of... tastes. Such a thought matched her appearance quite nicely. Reese allowed his fingers to trail along Desiree's side. a soft touch, and such womanly curves how had anyone mistook this vision of loveliness for a man? We are mutually pleased then, spoke Reese. He turned, his expression wholly serious, his eyes a touch smoldering. For I must admit, I had not anticipated enjoying the company of my captive to such a degree. Tell me, dear captain, are you against being seduced? Or is someone of your beauty and charm more accustomed to being the seducer? The fingers moved slightly again, drifting and flitting over Desiree's sides. Twas all too tempting to let them travel to more forbidden regions. To simply slide digits beneath confining cloth and feel the heated flesh beneath. Would she prove as supple and delightful as promised? Would it truly matter, once such explorations began in earnest? The captain struggled to maintain his composure, managing if just so. Once more the tightness began at his breeches. His eyes focused for the most part upon the woman's captivating face, though he couldn't resist glancing upon the fine form he held. Two plush orbs particularly appealed quite strongly to the captain. They'd been quite well displayed previously, and their expert shape and form made them nigh on irresistible. The woman herself was proving to fit that mold quite nicely. You are sinfully enticing, captain, admitted Reese. now he smiled once more, white teeth showing against his tanned skin for a few moments.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree laughed at Reese's comment. He was witty, charming, handsome...She couldn't figure out why he hadn't simply gotten married to some rich young lass, indulged in her money and the neighboring tavern's wenches. Of course then she doubted she would find him quite as appealing. No, he had something more to him. If she was correct, he was where he was to prove something to someone - to himself, to the world, she didn't quite know or truth to be told cared. Or perhaps did he truly believe in the moral values behind the institution, ones that were on the surface, covering the corruption? If so, she pitied him yet at the same time respected his choice. You catch on quite quickly, Captain. Yet even if circumstances made it necessary, it would be a dreadful shame, she stated, her expression playful and mischievous. It was almost as though they were discussing a light subject, the way men and women of their time were supposed to. Instead, she was telling him that she would kill him if need or even opportunity came - and the worst part was that while her words were true, she wouldn't hesitate for a second before stealing away his life. As he circled his arms around her tiny waist, she decided to be a little more daring and in a casual, swift motion she pressed herself up against him, her hips against his while her breasts squished agaist his chest, swelling slightly, almost tearing the buttons of the shirt due to the position. Her freed hand slid along his cheek slowly, her eyes remaining fixed on the male's ones. Well, captain dear, she replied with a toothy grin. You are quite a charmer, quite a few hearts you must have stolen. Oh, yes, she nodded with a seemingly contemplative expression. I have not a single objection to being seduced, especially not by such an unlikely suitor, she laughed, finding the situation quite ridiculous. The two of them were not supposed to be flirting. She was close to death row, and he was the one who brought it down upon her. Something he didn't quite seem to remember at that point. Hearing his remark, she laughed softly once again. She enjoyed his company more than she should have, it would put her in trouble. And you are devilishly handsome, she murmured tauntingly, remaining as close to him as she would have been if they were in an intimate relationship. With each moment that passed by she felt her resolve to make things hard for him fade away, replaced by genuine desire.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

It would indeed be a dreadful shame for either of them to meet an untimely end. Reese felt his mind travel toward a not so distance future, where he would have to hand over a pirate captain to the hangman's noose. There were ways, however, of skirting that particularly harsh form of justice. Perhaps he could intercede. The world would suffer without Desiree D'Aether in it. The pleasing curves of said seductress pressed against Reese now. The very breasts he'd been admiring only moments before pressed against his muscled chest, demonstrating by touch what Reese had prior only be able to guess. Indeed, her proximity to him caused a very particular and erotic reaction. Despite his reservations, he felt himself surge slightly, as though his nethers called for the woman. Once more he staved off the desire to immediately succumb, instead focusing his gaze with fierce determination upon the beautiful face. It too, was something worth staring at. Tis generally not acceptable to speak of past conquests before a lady, said Reese. He raised his brows, moving his hand to shift one of Desiree's curls from her shoulder. Was any portion of the woman not enticing? Even one as obviously skilled in breaking hearts as she is at slitting throats. Yes, he would acknowledge her skills not only in seduction, but upon the field of combat. Many men had met their end at the point of this charming woman's sword. You had to respect that. To disregard it merely because the steel had a velvet covering was foolish indeed. Not to mention the great insult it brought upon the woman who'd earned the reputation. Her compliment drew a chuckle from the captain, and once more he captured fingers for his lips to grace. After the brief contact, he spoke again, A devilishly handsome naval captain meeting an angelic pirate captain for a tryst. It certainly sounds like something out of a romance, does it not? The smile lit his eyes and he let his lips travel up the woman's arm. They pressed against cloth for the most part, before finally reaching the little space of bared neck. A few soft presses were laid, before he paused, his mouth close to hers. I've certainly no objections. Do you, fair captain?
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

Desiree dismissed what he considered to be an eventuality. She wasn't ready to face the possibility of comming to an end. She still thought that she would find a way to get out of it, and bring the rest of her crew along. She couldn't bear to see those proud, strong men die. All of them had a story behind, went through ice and fire with her. They grew together, and the only comforting thought in death was that they would meet it together as well. She soon felt the stirring in his loins against her, the pressure quickly causing her to realize that her own body was growing hot, a tingling sensation forming between her slim thighs. I told you Captain, there is no lady here, she whispered, glancing down at the hand on his shoulder. She had to face it - while the game's outcome was still unknown that round was ending with a tie. While he clearly wanted her, she doubted that she would be able to say 'no' as it was the case for her as well. Oh, you flatter me, she laughed, her hand sliding down his neck slowly, massaging a tense spot. Her touch was firm yet remained as soft as a feather. His words acknowledging her prowess in combat were worth a lot more than his compliments. He was intelligent, wise even, to accept her strengths rather than trying to dismiss them or diminish them now that he knew her sex or that she was his prisonner. His softess with her, too, was quite surprising to her. She had expected him to take her by force instead of seducing her. Angelic, hm? She laughed, trying hard to resist kissing him by that point. He did her quite a favor by pressing his lips against her hand once again. She seemed hypnotised by his movements, a soft sigh escaping her lips. When he reached her neck, she tilted her head slowly to give him and access to her. When he stopped to speak, she turned her head, the tip of her nose touching his cheek, her lips less than an inch from his. No, I have none, she let out in a low voice, the teasing gone from her face, replaced by genuine desire. She tilted her head forward slightly, her lips gently grazing his ones, as light as a butterfly's wings.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

So much better to meet a woman who matched you, instead of submitting. Reese felt as though he'd not only won, but that Desiree had scored as well. It would be the first of many draws between them, he was sure. Even more strangely, he found that knowing that she too had played her part fueled him further, stoking his lust. Yes, angelic in appearance, though certainly the opposite in truth. Once more Reese had chosen the correct words, and he mentally congratulated himself for that. She sounded amused, and possibly genuinely impressed. Good. Maybe she'd realize that she didn't deal with merely a young officer, but a man who'd bested her ship and who could be her equal in this. Odd, but again he was mentally equating them. Certainly the gentlemen at the officers' clubs would roll their eyes and scoff at the mere idea. But they wouldn't be able to hold this vision in their arms, and have her arch against them. they wouldn't feel those supple curves, yielding before their touch. She moved to allow him further access to her neck. she yielded, gave ground to his touch. He'd earned that much, at the least. Yet once more the knowledge of such a success added pleasure to the man. He felt his loins stirring, his member pressing even harder against the confines of the tight britches. That she could fill him with such want, such need .... it proved nearly an aphrodisiac in itself. Good, as I intend to have you, he whispered. Arousal strangled his voice, dropping it several octaves and making it rasp. Her lips touched his, and he returned the kiss in kind. And deepened it. Reese's lips seized Desiree's in a passionate kiss. She tasted marvelous, better than he'd even been expecting. He pressed himself against her, even as his lips dashed about hers. So fierce was his fervor that he felt her lips slide between his teeth at one moment. This caused him to chuckle, parting enough to gasp more words. My apologies, captain, but you've stoked a lust in me that is quite fierce indeed, he breathed. Now his hands traveled across her sides, seeking hot flesh to caress. His lips moved to once more take hers. Certainly the sensual delight that he'd been anticipating, had seen in the soft lines of her since meeting. Now his struggle would be against letting his pure animal nature take over. It wanted nothing more than to take this woman to the bed and drive into her. These thoughts leaked through his kiss, yet for now, he contented himself with their lips' connection.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

The young woman analysed the situation one last time, trying to decide her next moves. A good player always knew the field and had a few rounds planned out in advance. She wondered if she would make him think he tamed her for a while, or perhaps leave him the benefit of doubt...There were many moves, going to the point where she would be able to escape from the ship. All of a sudden she felt her planning slip away, fading into the back of her head. Everything became unimportant except for her officer. Perhaps she was simply living one of her childhood fantasies, or perhaps was it the inadmissibility of their actions that satisfied her craving for danger. She has always dreamed of being in the arms of an officer - yet as a child she dreamed of being a princess of the Amazon, and the officer would be stranded in her lands. This, meanwhile, beat all the childhood pictures in her mind by quite a lot. His lips, his voice, his touch, all of it was so perfect yet flawed. Before the woman realized it, and before she managed to admit it, her heart was stolen from its tower by the Naval Captain in front of her. Oh, the irony. Of course she wasn't in love or even infatuation, yet she has never let a man have her if she had planned otherwise at the beginning. Without knowing it, Reese was winning a crucial round. Oh, mon Capitaine, she purred in her second language, breaking the kiss for a split second. Despite the fact that her mother's blood was a mix of Spain and France, with the spanish part dominating, she was never taught much spanish, sticking with the other language instead. Quite bold, yet ambiguous a statement, don't you find? She whispered between the kisses. She slid her arms around his neck slowly, hugging him closely, eager to feel more of the man. Realizing something, she had to lightly nip on his lower lip to prevent herself from cussing. Hastily, she kicked her boots off, losing a good inch and a half to him. While there was no heel they were made to make her taller, part of the illusion about her identity. Turning even tinier in his arms, she smiled through the sweet kiss, likely the first truly genuine smile. She pulled away for a second, briefly kissing him one last time. So, Captain, what if someone walks in? She wondered, kissing his chin.
Thread: Girls Can't Be Pirates {TortoiseShell & Fate}

The momentary switch to Spanish caught Reese by surprise. A Spaniard? Yes, she had the look of one, with her long dark locks and dancing eyes. He'd seen one or two, even bedded a senorita who'd come to the Caribbean once, yet Desiree couldn't quite be that. She must be a mix, a mongrel. Once more, not a pedigree that would impress most gentlemen. But the beauty it brought upon that form couldn't be denied, and Reese certainly wasn't going to quibble about such an insignificant detail. besides, even he had to admit that there was something inherently sensual about hearing that language. Such things certainly mattered little when arms were about you. Desiree kissed Reese back, and the captain found him once more relishing the sensations. That she had to pause to remove her boots, thus proving her to be of a slighter build than he'd expected, didn't bother him. Indeed, that she went through such troubles for her personal image actually amused the captain. He had to fight back a chuckle, instead letting it express itself as a smile, one that he hoped was winning. Odd, but her expression this time looked... different, somehow. Again, he wasn't about to overanalyze, not when he had a beautiful woman clasped in his arms. Ah, an excellent point you have there, fair captain, agreed Reese. He sighed, obviously frustrated. To close the door, to lock it, he'd have to let go of Desiree. This was something he most certainly did not want to do any time in the near future. Still, her point held. anyone could approach, and there would go any and all illusions at her being male. Reese supposed he could try to convince them that she was a teenage boy, though that would deal such a blow to their pride... But, no, he had a simpler idea. Tightening his grip for a moment, Reese carefully lifted Desiree a handful of inches above the ground. He easily moved over toward the door, kicking it shut with his foot. His own boots were hastily removed, shoved against the door to jam it in place. That he could also produce the key and lock the room made things all the better. Being a captain does have its privileges, he insisted. Now, if this meets the lady's satisfaction, I believe we were committed to something. He lowered his mouth once more to hers, gently taking her lips in a plying kiss. His hand moved to cup her face, shifting aside curls. Yes, being a captain certainly did have its privileges.
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Thread: Pokemon or digimon

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