Thar he blows!
As 'Talk Like A Pirate Day' draws to a close, I bring you Part Two of The Ribald Adventures of Pirate!Angelus and William. Part One can be found here.
Well, now it's just gotten silly. I'll just be over here making myself walk the plank.
A shuddering inhalation of air was William's only response.
"Ah. I like the sound o' that."
With that, the pirate captain captured William's mouth hungrily, devouring him with lips and tongue, thrilled at the passionate response of the inexperienced mouth under his. He tightened his arms around William's waist, hoisting him up against his own body. Carrying him over to the narrow bed, laying him down on the hard mattress without losing contact for more than an instant, he eagerly lowered his own body down onto William.
Angelus gazed at the face so close to his own, seeing William's eyes darkened with need, his expression filled with unconscious yearning for something he undoubtedly didn't even fully understand. An answering yearning rose in Angelus - to see pleasure on that face, to know that the young man in his bed enjoyed his attentions as much as he would enjoy giving them.
Therefore, he decided to fight the temptation to simply rip the clothes from William's body and ravish him brutally. Unthreaded the tie from around the slender throat, pressing soft kisses and gentle nips to the skin thus exposed. Sliding the jacket off; letting his hands drift under the white shirt, against the warm skin of William's back. Feeling happily startled when William leaned forward blindly to kiss him and began to fumble awkwardly with his clothes in a surprisingly bold attempt to remove them.
"Nay, ma love," Angelus murmured, tenderly running his fingers in a soft caress down over William's hip, "let me take care of everythin'." He pulled the shirt over William's head, entranced by the exposure of the lean musculature of the surprisingly well-toned body. Unable to resist, he lowered his mouth to William's chest, lapping at a small nipple, feeling it harden against his tongue, hearing a sharp gasp in response.
Angelus worked his way down, licking and kissing a path over William's stomach. He pressed his face into the other man's crotch, eliciting low and desperate groans, bringing his hands down to rub and grope the straining bulge before finally unfastening the trousers.
Pulling the trousers down, Angelus uttered a soft moan as William's cock was exposed, lovely and springing to attention. He leaned down and captured the head of it in his mouth before he fully realized what he was doing, pinning the boy's hips down as they helplessly tried to thrust deeper. The taste of William's skin, like warm rain, was an undertone beneath the flavor of the drop of fluid that the tip of Angelus' tongue found in the slit of his cock, bitter as ocean water.
The increasingly active squirming and moaning coming from William brought Angelus back to some level of alertness within his lust-ridden daze, and made him aware that he needed to hasten matters lest both he and William were to bring them to an end prematurely.
Pulling the remainder of William's clothes from his body with great haste, he stood up and divested himself of his own with even more haste. Inwardly pleased at the gasp and fascinated attention with which the man lying on his bed regarded his revealed body, his rampantly erect cock.
After a hasty search, Angelus laid hands on a jar of herbal salve which he'd purchased in the Indies. Returning to the bed under William's questioning gaze, he set the container aside before grasping the other man's legs, pushing them up gently but insistently until his knees bent and spread.
"Shh, I've got ye," he soothed, seeing that William's eyes were widening in trepidation. "I'll not hurt ye, ma sweet little boy." William only blushed deeply, and didn't look entirely reassured.
Coating his fingers with salve, Angelus reached down and slid them into tight flesh.
William squeaked.
"That feels damned odd," he mumbled sheepishly, in answer to Angelus' questioning frown.
"Tch. You'd complain about this? Try doin' it with someone who has a hook for a hand," Angelus muttered darkly.
William looked at him in blank horror.
"Come now, me lad," Angelus cajoled. "Yer ruinin' the mood. Just relax and enjoy it." He resumed the movement of his fingers again, in and out, watching the boy's eyes lose focus, listening to his breath as it quickened. When William began to moan and wriggle, Angelus pulled out his fingers out of his arse with a wet plop like the sound of a cork being pulled from a sweet, young bottle of wine. Wild with arousal, he pushed his cock into William's entrance and sheathed himself within the other man's body like a sword within a scabbard.
William squawked. Which strangely did not again interrupt Angelus' passion, as it reminded him of a rather shameful but excitingly illicit incident involving a parrot, back when he was a very young cabin boy, and very very lonely.
"Ah, me sweet boy!" Angelus groaned, thrusting avidly into William's warm, slick arse, quivering like a jellyfish around him. "Ma precious little whore!"
"Oh!" William responded with equal heat. "This is really - rather uncomfortable!"
"Oh! Oh! You'll get used to it. I promise ye," Angelus gasped out between pants and moans, trying to angle his cock just so, as the boy's reaction was rather damaging to his ego. "We'll just have to do it a lot. So you'll get used to it."
"Oh." William frowned doubtfully up into the face of the man above him, whose back and forth motion, he suspected, was making him feel a little seasick. "That's jolly nice of you, I suppose."
"Completely my pleasure."
"Well, that's all right then - gah! Argh!" William's expression was suddenly feverish with pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head, much like those of the bosun when in the throes of delirium tremens from bad rum. He gripped Angelus around the waist with his legs, trying to push him inward with greater force. "Harder! Ride me! Like a stallion! Like a bullock! Like - like -"
"Like a parrot," moaned Angelus.
"God, yes! Like a parrot!" William shouted fervently. Although, even in the midst of the greatest pleasure he'd ever experienced, he found that a bit odd.
Angelus surged with furious passion into the man underneath him, rolling into him like breakers into sand. Pleasure like lightning bolts striking from massing thunderheads, capsizing the helpless vessels of their bodies like doomed ships. Desire like a tropical storm, just off the east coast, tune in for our live update at 11 - ahem. Where was I? Oh, yeah.
"Oh, yeah," Angelus gasped, his hips thrusting erratically, out of his control, pleasure climbing inexorably within him, closer and closer to the point of no return. He slipped his hand between their bodies, wrapping his fingers around William's silken cock and sliding them up and down its length. The boy's cries became wilder, his body arching into Angelus' touch, his arse clenching around Angelus' cock.
Then, suddenly, Angelus roared - exploding, igniting, shooting into William like a salvo of cannon fire. Flooding into him like water into the breached hull of a captured cargo ship. Drowning under his assault, William groaned, and shuddered, and shattered into wreckage. His come spattering like the foam of a breaking wave against Angelus' stomach.
Angelus slumped over William, a weary captain riding his ship into a peaceful port.
"Well. That was a very interesting experience indeed," William mused thoughtfully. "I say, old chap," he tapped Angelus on the shoulder. "Could I trouble you to move? You are rather heavy."
His only answer was a loud snore.
"Oh, bugger."
~ The End ~
Well, now it's just gotten silly. I'll just be over here making myself walk the plank.
A shuddering inhalation of air was William's only response.
"Ah. I like the sound o' that."
With that, the pirate captain captured William's mouth hungrily, devouring him with lips and tongue, thrilled at the passionate response of the inexperienced mouth under his. He tightened his arms around William's waist, hoisting him up against his own body. Carrying him over to the narrow bed, laying him down on the hard mattress without losing contact for more than an instant, he eagerly lowered his own body down onto William.
Angelus gazed at the face so close to his own, seeing William's eyes darkened with need, his expression filled with unconscious yearning for something he undoubtedly didn't even fully understand. An answering yearning rose in Angelus - to see pleasure on that face, to know that the young man in his bed enjoyed his attentions as much as he would enjoy giving them.
Therefore, he decided to fight the temptation to simply rip the clothes from William's body and ravish him brutally. Unthreaded the tie from around the slender throat, pressing soft kisses and gentle nips to the skin thus exposed. Sliding the jacket off; letting his hands drift under the white shirt, against the warm skin of William's back. Feeling happily startled when William leaned forward blindly to kiss him and began to fumble awkwardly with his clothes in a surprisingly bold attempt to remove them.
"Nay, ma love," Angelus murmured, tenderly running his fingers in a soft caress down over William's hip, "let me take care of everythin'." He pulled the shirt over William's head, entranced by the exposure of the lean musculature of the surprisingly well-toned body. Unable to resist, he lowered his mouth to William's chest, lapping at a small nipple, feeling it harden against his tongue, hearing a sharp gasp in response.
Angelus worked his way down, licking and kissing a path over William's stomach. He pressed his face into the other man's crotch, eliciting low and desperate groans, bringing his hands down to rub and grope the straining bulge before finally unfastening the trousers.
Pulling the trousers down, Angelus uttered a soft moan as William's cock was exposed, lovely and springing to attention. He leaned down and captured the head of it in his mouth before he fully realized what he was doing, pinning the boy's hips down as they helplessly tried to thrust deeper. The taste of William's skin, like warm rain, was an undertone beneath the flavor of the drop of fluid that the tip of Angelus' tongue found in the slit of his cock, bitter as ocean water.
The increasingly active squirming and moaning coming from William brought Angelus back to some level of alertness within his lust-ridden daze, and made him aware that he needed to hasten matters lest both he and William were to bring them to an end prematurely.
Pulling the remainder of William's clothes from his body with great haste, he stood up and divested himself of his own with even more haste. Inwardly pleased at the gasp and fascinated attention with which the man lying on his bed regarded his revealed body, his rampantly erect cock.
After a hasty search, Angelus laid hands on a jar of herbal salve which he'd purchased in the Indies. Returning to the bed under William's questioning gaze, he set the container aside before grasping the other man's legs, pushing them up gently but insistently until his knees bent and spread.
"Shh, I've got ye," he soothed, seeing that William's eyes were widening in trepidation. "I'll not hurt ye, ma sweet little boy." William only blushed deeply, and didn't look entirely reassured.
Coating his fingers with salve, Angelus reached down and slid them into tight flesh.
William squeaked.
"That feels damned odd," he mumbled sheepishly, in answer to Angelus' questioning frown.
"Tch. You'd complain about this? Try doin' it with someone who has a hook for a hand," Angelus muttered darkly.
William looked at him in blank horror.
"Come now, me lad," Angelus cajoled. "Yer ruinin' the mood. Just relax and enjoy it." He resumed the movement of his fingers again, in and out, watching the boy's eyes lose focus, listening to his breath as it quickened. When William began to moan and wriggle, Angelus pulled out his fingers out of his arse with a wet plop like the sound of a cork being pulled from a sweet, young bottle of wine. Wild with arousal, he pushed his cock into William's entrance and sheathed himself within the other man's body like a sword within a scabbard.
William squawked. Which strangely did not again interrupt Angelus' passion, as it reminded him of a rather shameful but excitingly illicit incident involving a parrot, back when he was a very young cabin boy, and very very lonely.
"Ah, me sweet boy!" Angelus groaned, thrusting avidly into William's warm, slick arse, quivering like a jellyfish around him. "Ma precious little whore!"
"Oh!" William responded with equal heat. "This is really - rather uncomfortable!"
"Oh! Oh! You'll get used to it. I promise ye," Angelus gasped out between pants and moans, trying to angle his cock just so, as the boy's reaction was rather damaging to his ego. "We'll just have to do it a lot. So you'll get used to it."
"Oh." William frowned doubtfully up into the face of the man above him, whose back and forth motion, he suspected, was making him feel a little seasick. "That's jolly nice of you, I suppose."
"Completely my pleasure."
"Well, that's all right then - gah! Argh!" William's expression was suddenly feverish with pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head, much like those of the bosun when in the throes of delirium tremens from bad rum. He gripped Angelus around the waist with his legs, trying to push him inward with greater force. "Harder! Ride me! Like a stallion! Like a bullock! Like - like -"
"Like a parrot," moaned Angelus.
"God, yes! Like a parrot!" William shouted fervently. Although, even in the midst of the greatest pleasure he'd ever experienced, he found that a bit odd.
Angelus surged with furious passion into the man underneath him, rolling into him like breakers into sand. Pleasure like lightning bolts striking from massing thunderheads, capsizing the helpless vessels of their bodies like doomed ships. Desire like a tropical storm, just off the east coast, tune in for our live update at 11 - ahem. Where was I? Oh, yeah.
"Oh, yeah," Angelus gasped, his hips thrusting erratically, out of his control, pleasure climbing inexorably within him, closer and closer to the point of no return. He slipped his hand between their bodies, wrapping his fingers around William's silken cock and sliding them up and down its length. The boy's cries became wilder, his body arching into Angelus' touch, his arse clenching around Angelus' cock.
Then, suddenly, Angelus roared - exploding, igniting, shooting into William like a salvo of cannon fire. Flooding into him like water into the breached hull of a captured cargo ship. Drowning under his assault, William groaned, and shuddered, and shattered into wreckage. His come spattering like the foam of a breaking wave against Angelus' stomach.
Angelus slumped over William, a weary captain riding his ship into a peaceful port.
"Well. That was a very interesting experience indeed," William mused thoughtfully. "I say, old chap," he tapped Angelus on the shoulder. "Could I trouble you to move? You are rather heavy."
His only answer was a loud snore.
"Oh, bugger."
~ The End ~