No way, I couldn't. I mean I don't even want to kill a stranger so why would I want to kill someone I care about. ....... Did I just.... Did I just say care about....? Do I care about the captain...? I mean I guess I don't not care about him so I suppose that means I do care about him... Ah, god, never mind I was just threatened and blackmailed and I'm thinking about this crap? What the hell is wrong with me? Ok Sebastian, just focus. So let's see, how can I get out of this without killing anyone? God shouldn't I just figure out if I even can get out of this in the first place, then figure of if there is a possibility of getting out of it and not killing someone. I hadn't noticed it until that moment but my hands were shaking. I guess I was more scared than I had realised. Why wouldn't I be though?
This was all so crazy, hell, my entire life has just been a series of insane event after insane event. I mean what the hell? Who goes from being a kid growing up on a farm to the fucking prince of England? That shit don't just happen to people so why the hell did it happen to me? I didn't want it, I liked living on the farm and playing with the animals. It wasn't always easy but nothing in life is. Now because I'm the stupid fucking air to the god dam throne, the throne that I don't even want. With all these god damn people that want to kill me over a position that comes with so many fucking downsides that if I could I would just let them have it. Christ why is everything so fucking messed up?
I was so engrossed in the internal melt down I was having that I hadn't noticed that the captain had entered the room and was right in front of me. I was looking down at the ground where I had dropped the sword and could only see his pant legs and boots. But I knew it was him. Its right there, the sword is right there. I could just end this now couldn't I? I don't want to kill but I don't want to be in this situation anymore. If I do this now though the crew will kill me for sure. Maybe I should do it now then, they can just kill me, I don't know if I want to continue to live like this, I don't know if-
My thoughts were cut off buy the feeling of two large worm arms enveloped me in there embrace. My eyes went wide for a second and then the tears just started to flow freely with no signs of stopping. How could I think all those things? He's such a good person, better than most. Maybe out of the two of us, I'm in fact the monster.
I griped onto his shirt and buried my face into his chest, letting my tears soak into his shirt.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." My muffled words left my shaky lips between sobs. I'm not much of a man after all am I? How can I be with what I just considered doing? I felt a large worm hand cup my cheek and lift my teary eyes up to look at the emeralds encased in his ruggedly soft expression. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to. He just leaned down and kissed me painfully softly.
I don't want that though, I don't want him to be so gentle. I want him to kiss me harder, until my lips are bruised and bleeding. So I kiss him back, as hard as I can. His hand on my lower back lifts me and his hand on my cheek moves to the back of my neck to hold my face closer to his own. His mouth opened up and his large tongue pushed into my mouth, ravaging me violently. It felt as if he were devouring me. It was perfect. But I still wanted more. My hands find themselves in his hair, trying to pull our faces even closer together. I try to match his pace but he's so much more experienced than I am that it's virtually impossible.
The place between my legs is becoming painfully hot, the tightening of my pants not helping and I find myself almost unconsciously rubbing up against his leg. I know he noticed because almost immediately after I started doing it he backed me up against a wall, pinning me there with my legs dangling on either side of his knee that was between my legs. Now he was grinding me, and so much harder than I had been to him. It was almost painfully pleasurable.
My head was a mess and I wanted him to mess it up even more. I don't want to be able to think at all. He dove his hands into my pants and grabbed my ass hard. He started to almost massage my cheeks as he groped. "Harder..." Was all I managed to say between breaths of ecstasy and the brief moment between kisses that he allowed me to have so I could breath. His one hand came out of my pans but left the other. He broke our kiss and brought his fingers to my lips.
"Suck them." his voice was authoritative, like he was giving me an order. It was one that I could not, and did not want to refuse. I opened my mouth and his two large fingers dove in, playing with my tongue. I didn't know something so simple could feel so good. His fingers tasted like a sweet copper, and for some reason I loved it. He retracted his fingers from my mouth and with the hand he still had on my ass he pulled my pants down enough to expose my very erect member and my hole.
His fingers that were now soaked massaged a bit around my entrance before diving in. My entire body tensed and it hurt at first to have two unnaturally long and thick fingers in that place. But then he started moving and he hit that strange pleasure point that earned a surprisingly ecstasy filled sound to escape my lips. He then continued to move his finger, causing me to grip his shirt and bury my face in his shoulder as sounds left my lips without consent. I wanted to cum, I wanted to cum so bad but he wasn't touching my front at all. I would have done it myself but I could barely breath properly in that moment, let alone try touching myself.
"I... I want... to cum... damn it.." I managed to say between my breathy moans. I started to feel the heat build up in my gut and I knew it was coming. I griped onto him tighter as my body convulsed and I shot my white seed all over his black shirt. I tried to catch my breath but his fingers were still inside me for some reason.
Before I had a chance to fully recover he brought my face up to look at him with his free hand and started kissing me violently again, pinning the back of my head to the wall with his intense kisses. His fingers then started moving again and I started squirming. I was so sensitive, I had just cum. Then as if things couldn't get more intense his other hand gripped my member, completely engulfing it with his monstrously larg hand. He started pumping it all the while moving his fingers inside me while he devoured my mouth. There were so many things going on, so many sensations, I felt as if I were losing my mind and it was perfect.
I could feel my climax coming again as that burning warmth stated to build up in my gut. This time I came with so much force that my entire body was convulsing and the captain never stopped moving his hands or mouth until I was completely drained. I could barely breath and it took me a minute to collect myself. I had my head on his chest, my eyes getting a clear view of the insanely large bulge pulsating in the captain's pants. He hadn't even cum once yet. Without even thinking about it I reached for it and unzipped his fly, releasing the large beast of a member that was trapped inside the fabric.
He released me from the tight pin he had me in on the wall. He looked at me for a second with a serious face, as if asking me if I was sure. I didn't say anything, I just got on my knees right in front of him and started sucking. I closed my eyes to focus on what I was doing, I wanted to do it well. However when I glanced up to see the captain's face, trying to contain the pleasure he was feeling I couldn't take my eyes off him.
I tried even harder, taking his monstrous member deeper and deeper into my mouth as I watched his expression struggle to keep it all in. God I loved it, he was always so serious and his expressions always seem so forced, I love seeing this. I got so lost in what I was doing and watching him so intensely that his member suddenly convulsing violently inside my mouth caught me off guard. I didn't have time to do anything but swallow the thick streams of cum that were filling my mouth. God how could there be so much? I was barely able to swallow it all and it lasted so long I started to wonder if it would ever stop. Is this guy superhuman or something?
I coughed a bit near the end of his unnatural steady stream of release, his thick seed blocking my airway temporarily. I removed my mouth, a string of saliva and his cum still connecting my mouth to his member temporarily before it separated and landed on my chin along with some of the other cum that I wasn't able to swallow, seeping out of my mouth. I could hear him sounding out of breath. Then I suddenly found myself standing up as he lifted me up to my feet, once standing,my legs shaking a bit, he pulled up my pants and followed by doing the same for himself. He then leaned in close, wiping away the cum that was still dripping down my chin.
"Sorry about that, I didn't mean for it to go that fare." His hand was rugged but his touch was gentle. I was still kind of out of it but it was wearing off, my mind was coming back to reality, the reality that I desperately wanted to escape from. I don't want this, I don't want to be where I am, how can I change that? What are my options? Do I even have any?
I felt two hands clasped in my face and turning my head upwards to look at his green emeralds that reflected a serious yet concerned expression. "Sebastian, listen I don't know what's up with you right now and I realize that I may have taken advantage of whatever it was but stay in the moment ok? You've got to stay alert on this boat, especially with the fact that McClain's crew and ours can now intermingle." I felt disappointed in myself in that moment, he was worrying about me, he knew that something was wrong. Of course he knew something was wrong thought. It's not like I acted that way all the time, besides, I ended up crying in his arms. God I just made things so much worse for myself didn't I? I mean it did feel good though... like, really good. But... I'm supposed to... I'm supposed to...
I felt my face being shook a bit. "Sebastian, did you hear what I just said?" There it was again, that concerned look. Don't look at me like that, I don't want to see this side of you, this side that cares so much about people. Do you even know? I didn't do it but... I thought about it... I thought about killing you just because it would be easier, easier than dealing with this. It was just a moment, but, that doesn't excuse it does it? I'm such a coward. God I'm... I'm so weak...
I could feel my eyes starting to mist up with water and my vision blurred a little. I didn't even have to look at my self to know that the face I was showing in that moment was a pitiful one. Especially with the concerned frown that depend on the captain's face. I just hugged him, and it didn't take very long for the captain's arms to wrap themselves around me. I could feel his lips connecting with the top of my head of messy blond hair.
"It's ok Sebastian, you can tell me what it is later." His words were soft and honest. He was acting so caring. This somehow both made me feel worse and better all at the same time. I buried my face in his chest and just let myself silently cry, tightening my arms around him in the process. The captain returned the touch and tightened his grip around me. I'm so pitiful, I miss human connection so much, this is something I haven't had in so long.
What am I supposed to do though? How do I get out of this? Why can't I think of a solution? I tried to calm my breathing. You have two months sebastian... two months to think about it, pace yourself. Two months to try and figure out if I can get get out of this without anyone dying... including myself hopefully.
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