Air ais ~Outlander~

《Twenty》Skye

It was three weeks into our journey and to be honest. I enjoyed being on the water. The only thing was that Jamie and hadn't much privacy.
And we had to steal kisses in every corner we could find.
I had not much to do than spending mine days with Arabella and Eilidh on the front of the ship, mending mine old dresses from Paris. Far away from the crew, so we couldn't bring "bad luck" and out of hearing distance of the inappropriate songs from the crew.
I looked at Jamie who talked to the captain. Only a few moments ago we lost the wind and where now stuck in the middle of a ocean.
He turned around and gave me a wink while he mouthed the words that I should meet him tonight.

That night, after everybody was asleep, I did sneak up on to the deck and found him staring at the moon. I walked up to him and pressed a kiss on his lips.
"Is it really just us?" I whispered seductively in his ear.
"Hm," he letted out his recognisable Scottish sound out. "Ye 'n' me," he pressed another kiss on mine lips. "'n' th' jimmy oan th' moon," he turned me around in his arms so I faced the moon.
"You know, I mine time there are people constantly in space and a person did walk on the moon," I laid my head on his chest.
"Really?" He asked and I nodded.
"It's just a big rock. With no life," I told further. "The craters are those black spots,"
"His face," Jamie pressed a kiss in my neck.
"Eilidh was always fascinated with space, it's stars and planets," I looked at him. "Every night before bed. She rushed to the window. Looked at the moon and said 'Goodnight da,',"
"How come tae th' moon?" Jamie asked.
"Because I told her that you where up there, watching over her. As a star. But she decide you where the moon." A tear formed in my eyes. "Because it protected her from the scary darkness by shining light,"
"That is th' maist bonny thing ah ever heared." He pulled me closer. "'n' ah wull protect her fae noo oan 'til forever fae ilka scary thing oan her path," he promised and with that our conversation was ended and we enjoyed the night sky.

You know it's coming 😏
Days turned into weeks and we still hadn't now wind. The men grew impatient and anxious.
The water grew bad and we where on half rations. Which means that me and Jamie where on a quater so Eilidh could eat properly. Which made me weak. But seeing that Eilidh was healthy was more than enough for me.
A commotion on the deck made Jamie looked up.
"Bide here," he ordered me, Eilidh and Arabella and I nodded.
The men where a bit agressieve since they day we got stuck and they had been searching for a person to blame it on.
"Momma?" Eilidh asked nervously as the commotion grew.
"It's fine. Da is here to protect us," I pressed mine cracked lips on her hair and I looked at Arabella who also looked nervous.
Realising she was also just a child a few years older than Eilidh. I holded out my arm to her and pulled her in a protective embrace.
The commotion suddenly stopped and I heared the healer. A Chinese man named Willoughby. Telling a story.
I couldn't here it properly but it was apperantly a good one to stop a fight between sailors.
"We have wind!" I heared the captain yell and was then followed by other screams.
It took a small moment before we moved and Jamie came back.
"Smirr. Mò gràdh," he laughed happily and pulled me up to press a kiss on mine lips. His lips tasted of fresh fallen water and he smelled like the first drops of rain on a sunny day. "Eilidh, Arabella. A'm stealing her fur a moment. Gang upby fin' Fergus 'n' he wull gie ye fresh water,"
He pulled me with him into the hall and as soon he saw the girls leave he pulled me towards the supply cabine and pressed his lips on me.
We kissed like we would catch the rain in our mouths and before I knew it I lay on a bag of grains with mine skirts up to my middle and his pants around his ankels.
It was our first time since Edinburgh. If you didn't count the small thing we did after our fight in Lallybroch.
And after three months we both wanted it as rough as we could. Leaving me probably with first degree burn marks on mine ass from the rough fibres.
He pressed his lips on my to smutter the groans and moans from our lips for the men upstairs, and Eilidh, and I felt his hands everywhere.
He came and quickly after that I came aswell. He smiled at me and pressed another kiss on my lips.
"A love ye Skye," he whispered.
"And I love you to," I said back and after another kiss he pulled out of me. "Let's go upstairs before they come to search us,"
He helped me up and pulled mine dress straight. "Catch up wi' me 'ere again th' nicht mò gràdh," he gave me another kiss and together we walked out to meet the rest and get some water for our own.

Y/n
Another problem does face itself again. The whole storyline of Claire being taken as 'prisoner' on that British ship for being a surgeon.
Well Skye is not a surgeon so I have to figure that out as well. But don't fear I have a whole arsenal of storylines up my sleeve and I know a perfect one.
Also because I skipped part of the begin of the season this part threatens to be short but then again. I got some ideas to keep it longer. Hopefully 😏