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Ed waited patiently at the end of Stede’s bed, eyes warm and caring as he stares down at the disheveled man strewn across the bunk.
Stede’s eye-mask delightfully askew, charismatic drool dripping from his pouting lips, limbs arranged half under their blankets without a care.
Ed continues to gaze at him with admiration as Stede wakes, pushing his mask haphazardly from his eyes and blinking awake taking in the morning sun.
“Ed?”
“Mornin, thought I’d- uh make us some breakfast.”
Stede’s gaze darts curiously around the room till he comes upon an elaborately laid out tray full of biscuts and marmalades, cakes and cream. He gasps excitedly!
“Oh Ed… you didn’t… oh wow! This all looks so delicious!”
Ed smiles sheepishly as he motions for Stede to come sit next to the table. “Come on mate, lets eat.”
Stede grins, jumping from the remaining constricting blankets, bounding over next to where Ed stands. Eds hands nervously rub at the thick leather of his pants.
Stede barely lets Ed know he notices, granting him a quick kiss to hide his acknowledgment of Ed’s nervous mannerisms, then diving excitedly into the platter.
First Stede selects a biscuit, taking a bite into the soft cookie he grins with delight, eyes beaming as he gazes lovingly into Eds eyes.
“These are scrumptious! If i could tell you the last time i had a biscut this good, why I don’t actually think i can remember. Perhaps the last time was at this little bakery in a port we docked at when we first sailed out…”
Stede continues his story.
As much as Ed wants to listen without breaking his devoted attention, he’s distracted.
Stede has a biscuit crumb on his cheek.
He tries. He tries! He tries to keep eye contact, to listen, but he falters. His gaze fixed steadily on the crumb as Stede trails off looking concerned.
“Ed? Is something wrong? Sorry I’m talking so much we should be enjoying this meal….”
Ed cuts him off.
“No Stede, mate, I love your stories, i just…. You have biscuit on your cheek”
Stede blushes “Oh” Gazing intently as time seems to still. Ed moves his hand gently up to Stede’s face and brushes the crumb away.
Stede suddenly grins.
Ed stares on confused.
“Ed, darling.” Stede ponders theatrically. “What would you like to sample from this amazing spread? Can’t just be me partaking in this glorious feast you know…”
“Ah maybe some marmalade. On- ah- whatever you thinks best mate.”
Stede’s cheeky grin turns more mischievous, giggling as he dips the length of his finger deep into the orange marmalade jar.
“Stede i had utensils all…” Its Eds turn to trail off, a deep blush spreading across in face as Stede raises his finger as an offering to Eds lips. Ed responds, taking Stedes finger into his mouth, tongue swirling and sucking until he finds no marmalade left. He pulls off of Stede’s finger with a pop. Eyes half lidded and moaning quietly, missing the warmth.
Stede breaks this moment loudly “Oh! Missed a spot.” Taking his own wet finger in his mouth, licking the last bit of marmalade Ed had somehow missed. Eds eyes widen with suprise and lust.
“You’re an absolute madman you know that?”
Stede grins
Eds voice growling deeper as he continues “And i fucking love you for it.”
“Well thats ah…” Stede wears a much gentler smile then before gazing lovingly at the floor. “I ah… I love you too”
They stand next to the each other in gentle silence for a moment. Appreciating the joy of the moment.
A foolish grin now dawns the face of the great Edward Teach. “Well whats next Co-Captain Bonnet?”
Stede turns suddenly, expression switching back to that of untamed lust, pushing Ed some what gruffly into the chair next to the table. Without breaking eyecontact, Stede reaches behind him dipping his fingers into the bowl of whipped cream.
“What a delicacy we have here Co-Captain, would you like a taste?”
Stede has straddled Eds lap, their growing erections pushing tantalizingly against fabric as Stede grinds down, holding the cream up to Eds lips.
Ed wimpers against the sudden touch, gently opening his lips to take on the mountain of cream before him.
Such a mountain, a dollop of the cream lands on his nose as he carefully sucks on the digit. Stede can’t help but break his flirtatious facade once again and giggle.
“Oh darling.” Stede dotes endearingly as he slides his finger out of Eds mouth, Eds blushes as Stede kisses his nose, failing to get the cream off at all. Only making a bigger mess, the whipped cream now covering his lips.
Ed reaches and cups the back of Stedes neck pulling him in for a impassioned kiss. Tongues exploring every inch, sucking down the remaining cream in their wake.
Eds hands reach lower, undoing his breaches pulling out his wanting cock. Stede gasps and raises his body up as Ed frees him of the final layer, the night gown.
Feeling the silk beneath his finger tips makes him moan. Stede gasps, reading Eds mind through the euphoric haze of pleasure, Stede moves his fist down to meet Eds, bringing the silk gown with it. Ed yelps and sinks his face into the crook of Stedes neck.
“Stedee- Stede i dont know how much im not gonna las…”
“Shhh… shh.. Ed, i’ve got you darling. Come for me, love”
With that Ed cries out, shaking violently as he spills over the fine silk, the sticky liquid dripping down onto their enjoined hands. Stede continues pumping frantically, until he too meets his release, shaking in Eds tight grip.
They’re silent for a while. Bodies intertwined, clinging to each other.
Holding each other.
Feeling the purest joy.
Holding each other tight.
A feeling neither thought they would ever be able to attain.
A feeling indescribable.
This moment is broken comedically-
“Good breakfast, aye mate?”