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Stede had started it, true, he didn’t think his actions through, and this was the result. Stede slammed the door to the captain’s quarters open panic thrumming through his veins. He hadn’t even managed to get fully dressed, linen shirt hanging open, shoes forgotten.
“BONNET!!!” It was more of a roar than his name and it came from Edward.
He yelped, risking a glance backward as the man emerged barefoot wearing nothing but his leather pants. The crew didn’t know what to do, they thought that the fighting was over with, the lovebirds had settled into a happy routine. This was anything but that, Stede bolted to one end of the ship, Ed hot on him. He was cornered at the end of the ship his co-captain approaching like an animal hunting. Ed reached out, and a dagger skirted across his arm just grazing the flesh.
Stede took the momentary distraction and ran for the other end of the ship. Jim glared lifting another knife to strike but, they hesitated at the look on Ed’s face, the softness, the fondness for his co-captain was still there in his eyes. “Stay out of it!” he snarled turning after Stede.
It was a small ship, there were only so many places he would be able to run, getting caught was inevitable it seemed. “Stede Jump!” it was Lucius, motioning to the water of the lagoon they were moored in. Stede looked back at the water and up towards Ed
“Don’t” he muttered darkly closing in.
“Sorry Darling.” He grinned pushing himself up onto the railing and falling backwards.
Edward’s eyes widened, he braced his hands on the rail and looked down into the blue green water. Stede’s blonde hair bobbed to the top, he looked back at the ship gave a small wave and took off swimming for the beach. Ed stepped away from the railing, “Not that easy Stede,” he muttered. Taking a running start, he dove off the ship in a graceful arc slipping into the water and swimming after Stede.
He clambered onto the sand and immediately dove for the foliage, Stede had heard the crew yelling after him as soon as Ed was off the ship. Part of him felt badly; he hadn’t wanted them involved but there was no helping it given the confines of the ship. He hadn’t expected Jim to take to their daggers, nor had Lucius’s suggestion to jump overboard been foreseen. Stede happily took to the idea as it would extend their little game.
Feet catching on roots and soft dirt Stede ran through the forest, he heard branches snapping behind him as Edward entered the forest. “Bonnet...” His voice carried in a sing song, “Come out, come out…” Stede kept moving without a goal in sight he was simply avoiding capture at this point.
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They had been in bed kissing languidly after a day’s work and orders to the crew not to disturb the co-captains. Stede pulled away from Ed and studied him, running a thumb along the eagle tattooed at his throat. “You are incredible.” Ed huffed “I mean it, you beautiful man, I’m so lucky to have you.”
Ed wouldn’t meet his eyes, he shook his head and rolled away from Stede. “Can’t we just make out?” he curled in on himself. “Why does it always have to be something?”
“Edward.” Stede placed his hand on his shoulder, “How could I not adore you? I’ve never felt this…it’s always something.”
“I’m not—s’not the same,” Ed muttered, “I—I don’t have words like you.” He waved his hand vaguely in the air.
Stede curled around Ed, “Do you not like when I praise you?”
He shook his head. “Love it.”
“Edward,” Stede’s hand ran up and down his arm. “Talk it through?”
With a groan Ed rolled to face Stede. He put his hand to his chest, “This feeling…It’s too big, too fragile.” He dared a glance up at Stede’s eyes. “I can’t get it out, feel like I’m going to break?” His voice lifted at the end in question.
Stede’s head tilted in thought, he sat up from where they were reclined on the bed.
“It’s not a bad thing!” Ed sat up after Stede, feeling as though he had indeed broken something. “I yell, and people jump, no one questions Blackbeard, but I’m not just Blackbeard, I'm Edward…but Edward isn't used to soft…gentle, good.” He sighed out at last. “I don’t know how to be good.”
“Then don’t try to be.” Stede had a sly smile playing at his lips.
Ed shook his head, “Stede, love, I’m not going to hurt you.”
He cupped Ed’s cheek, “I’m not asking you to, but what if we had a bit of a game? Stop doing what’s expected?”
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In retrospect it hadn’t seemed a bad idea when Stede suggested it. Blackbeard was wild and untamed, as intricately a part of Edward as his gentle heart. Blackbeard was nothing more than pure survival instinct, he wanted to hunt down what he needed and take it. Stede had thought to quell that urge, to get Ed’s feelings out by removing expectations, by giving him something to hunt. Namely himself. Now he found himself sneaking through the forest ears sharply listening for any sign of his lover.
Stede ducked behind a tree, every snapping twig jolting him to the core.
Hearing a rustle to his left, Stede pivoted to the right directly into Ed’s chest.
“Oh fuck!” he back peddled, tripping over his feet. “Ed, love.”
“Don’t know an Ed, mate.” He loomed over Stede as the other man scooted back, bumping into the base of a tree. Ed dropped into a crouch, Stede winced concerned for Ed’s knee, he didn’t seem to care. He gave Stede an appraising look taking his chin and tilting it to the side. “Caught you little rabbit.” He growled leaning into Stede’s space.
Stede let out an involuntary whimper at the dark hunger in Ed eyes. He huffed out a breath putting his hands to the others chest making to push him away. Ed released his chin, grasped his wrists, and pinned them over his head. Edward dropped to his knees in front of Stede forcing him to spread his legs and began nosing at his throat drawing more whines from Stede. Ed loosened his hand on Stede’s wrists and tangled their fingers together.
“I’ll eat you up.” He licked a hot stripe up Stede’s neck before sinking his teeth into the meat of his throat hard enough to bruise. Stede flailed surprised yelp turning into a helpless moan.
Stede’s feet scrabbled for purchase on the soft dirt of the forest floor as his neck was licked and bitten mercilessly. “E—Ed ah ah ah!” Words caught in his throat as Ed gently pushed his knee forward between Stede’s legs.
“All right?” Ed questioned rubbing his knee over the bulge in Stede’s breeches.
He bit down on his lip “Mmmhmmm!”
Finally, Edward began laying soft kisses up Stede’s jaw, relaxing his grip on his hands bringing them down from above his head. Stede captured Ed’s lips leaning into the kiss tongues clashing hungrily. He pushed Ed back into the dirt straddling his hips and griding down. Ed gasped “Fuck, Stede.” His hand fluttered to Stede’s side twisting into the fabric of his shirt.
“Sorry Darling…”
Ed’s eyes popped open.
“Games not over yet.” He pressed one last dirty Kiss to Edward’s mouth before using his leverage to take off like a shot into the woods again.
The last thing Ed heard before Stede vanished into the woods was the tearing of fabric as his shirt tail slipped out of his hand. He had a moment of surprise, before he pounded his fists into the ground “FUCK!” Ed got to his feet and began in the direction Stede had gone, breath heavy.
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After crashing through the branches Stede found a game path. He looked both directions, before taking a moment to survey the damage done to his shirt during his escape. The buttons at the front had popped loose and the seam of the Sleeve was torn. “Bugger.” He muttered pulling the shirt over his head and dropping it onto the path. One less thing to slow him down he supposed.
He had been following the trail less than five minutes when he heard it. The forest went deadly quiet, even the birds stopped chirping at one another. Stede made a quick circle, thought he caught a flash of tawny skin. Adrenaline pumping, Stede ran haphazardly down the game trail clueless as to where it would lead only knowing he was being pursued.
The trail widened out into a meadow, no cover nowhere to hide, Stede glanced to his left and right before running for the other side. The grass whispered against his hands as he ran; he tried to focus on the other side, but his eyes constantly scanned the tree line for Edward.
The heavy impact was the only thing that registered before Stede hit the ground, thankfully soft on account of the thick grass. “No. More. Running.” Ed said straddling Stede’s hips. Attacking the other side of his throat with hard bites and kisses.
“Mine!” he licked up the curve of Stede’s jaw nipping gently at his ear lobe. “Don’t want to bite it off.” He chuckled at the slight squeak from Stede.
Stede wriggled his hips testing.
“Ah ah. Little rabbit…” Ed ran his hands into Stede’s curls and pulled
Well, that was new Stede thought with a groan. He suddenly understood why Ed enjoyed having his hair pulled so much. Edward’s lips were on his, warm, soft, and just like Ed surprisingly gentle, devouring every gasp from the gentleman pirate.
Hands continued to explore Stede’s bare chest tracing the constellations in his freckles. Ed pulled away from kissing Stede looking down at his bruised neck. He slicked his tongue over the blooming bruises soothing and taunting. Stede whimpered again as Ed travelled lower leaving more bruises across his chest and torso. His hands went to Edward’s head.
“No.” He growled pinning Stede’s wrists at his sides. “Keep your hands there.”
Stede nodded digging his fingers into the bed of grass.
Teasingly Ed ran his hand over the crotch of Stede’s breeches causing the other man to gasp and thrust into the friction. “Ed! Ngk!”
“Need something little rabbit?” He pressed harder, making Stede gasp.
Stede lifted his hand towards the fastening of his pants. “Please…”
Ed pushed his hand back into the grass, “Not yet.” He slotted his thigh between Stede’s and ground down. Seeking his own pleasure against Stede’s hip. “You, ah,” Ed panted out. “Move!”
Making a relieved noise Stede rutted up into Ed’s thigh pulling a ragged moan from him. “Fuck Stede,” He lowered his head to Stede’s shoulder panting. “Feel’s good.”
He turned his head catching Stede’s mouth in a hard kiss. His breath ghosted against Stede's lips. “I want your mouth on me.” Ed sat back on his heels, undoing the clasp of his leather trousers, and freeing himself. Stede pushed himself up. “Oh no, little rabbit.” Edward planted a hand in the middle of his chest. “You think I trust you not to run again?”
Stede’s eyes went wide as Ed moved up his body straddling him at the shoulders cock teasing at his lips. “Open, love.”
His mouth fell open part from shock, part from desire to have Ed fuck his mouth.
“Hands in the grass.” Ed instructed guiding the head of his cock into the wet heat of Stede’s mouth thrusting gently.
Stede moaned, nodding as much as he could to let him know how very ok he was with this. He swirled his tongue around Ed as he began to thrust in earnest.
“Fuck! Stede…” Ed planted his hands in the grass above Stede’s head. “Fuuuu—yesss!” He hissed out. Ed could feel the tension in his muscles building, between his thrusts and Stede’s tongue he was barreling towards climax faster than he wanted to. “N—not yet.” He squeezed at the base of his cock and pulled out of Stede’s mouth.
Ed shimmied back down taking in Stede’s debauched state. His curls mussed, lips slick with spit and precum, skin at his neck bruised and irritated. “Good lord, you’re beautiful.” He dipped to steal another kiss tasting himself on the other man’s tongue. He pushed his hand down unlacing Stede’s breeches. “Did you remember the slick?”
Stede nodded breaking the kiss to reach into the pocket of his breeches and pulling out the pot.
“Pants. Off. Now.” Ed stood, “Don’t run.” He glared, kicking his own pants off.
Holding a laugh Stede wriggled out of his bottoms, “I’m a little beyond that, darling.”
Edward was on him again, twisting the lid off the slick and scooping a good amount onto his fingers. He rubbed it enjoying the feeling before moving his hand between the cleft of Stede’s ass. He circled his entrance with his index finger prodding gently.
“Fuck!” Stede threw his head back as Ed pushed his finger into the knuckle. He had only a moment to adjust before Ed pushed all the way in and began curling his finger, massaging him. Stede’s hands twisted into the grass ripping it from the ground. “Ed, P—please, Ed more?”
Ed added more of the slippery gel from the pot and worked a second finger into his lover. Stede moaned back arching off the ground. Ed leaned forward drawing his fingers almost completely out, before pushing them back in and swallowing Stede’s gasp in a kiss. He stroked the spot inside him that had him seeing stars. Unable to keep his hands at his side Stede clutched Ed’s shoulders keening.
“How’s that, love?” Ed smirked pressing into the bundle of nerves again.
Stede Glared, “You know damn well how that—ohhhhh!” He lost the power of words, hips thrusting down onto Ed’s hands. “I’m ready, please Ed, please.”
“Please what?” another prod. Another pitchy moan.
“Ngh! Please, Ed…ah!” He thrust down onto Ed’s fingers again. “Your cock Ed—oh! Inside me, please!” Stede finally managed to get the words out.
Ed withdrew his fingers earning a whine from Stede. “Can’t have it both ways love,” He gathered more of the slick gel and stroked himself hissing at the touch. He lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against Stede’s entrance. “Ready?”
Stede moaned rocking into the pressure.
“As you wish.” Ed thrust in with one smooth motion.
This was far from Stede’s first time, but the aching stretch had him digging his fingers into the dirt and locking his ankles around Ed’s back. He rolled his hips up meeting Ed as he pulled back and thrust again. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” fell out of Stede’s mouth with every slap of Ed’s hips against him.
Ed tipped forward resting his forehead on Stede’s chest as his hips moved, “You feel incredible love.” He worked his hand between them and stroked Stede’s neglected dick pulling a lewd moan from the supposed gentleman.
“Ah—ah Ed! Oh God!” His hands wound into Ed’s hair, “Don’t stop. Ah—don’t stop!”
Ed continued to stroke Stede, chasing his orgasm. He lost the rhythm, thrusts becoming erratic. “Fuck—hhh—Stede!”
Stede gasped a final time clenching around Ed coming over his chest and belly.
That was it for Ed, his hips stuttered as he followed Stede over the edge into bliss. “Oh—Stede!” he stilled spilling into him.
They stayed that way for a moment, breathing slowing and evening out. Finally with a huff Ed pulled out and rolled to Stede’s side.
“Well, that was…” Stede started, hand absently trailing to his throat. “That was something, wasn’t it?”
Ed hissed in sympathy really looking at Stede’s neck and chest for the first time. He ghosted his had over the tender flesh. “Maybe a bit much?”
“Nonsense.” Stede batted Ed’s hands away. “You needed it, clearly. And you didn’t break skin.”
Still Ed began to withdraw. Sitting up and turning away.
“Edward.” Stede sat up making Ed face him. “I enjoyed every part of this.” He took his hands and placed them firmly on his bruised neck and chest, “Every. Single. Part.”
His eyes flicked from the darkened skin to calm hazel eyes. Ed gave a tight nod.
Stede smiled, “What about you, how are you feeling?”
“I s’pose guilty wouldn’t be a good answer,” Ed said sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. “I—I did enjoy it was fun…hot.”
A gentle hand was placed on his knee, “And that big fragile feeling?”
Ed scooted closer to Stede, “Better.” He hummed gently laying his head on Stede’s shoulder.
“S’pose we should head back?”
“Oh, I suppose.” They gathered the remains of their clothing, dressed, and walked hand in hand to the beach.
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They emerged from the forest to the crew pulling dinghy’s out of the surf. Lucius spotted them eyes widening comically.
“Did you piss off the local wildlife? Good lord!” Lucius grimaced at the multiple bite marks and bruises. Stede flushed under his scrutiny, and he saw the pieces click into place in Lucius’s head. “Oh god!” He turned sprinting back to the crew. “I told you it was a sex thing! Pay up!”
Stede groaned covering his face. Edward just chuckled next to him bumping his shoulder.
“Hey, Love you.” He grinned.
“I love you as well my darling.” Stede headed for the crew, feigning nonchalance. Ed in tow.