𝐏𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 & 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✓

MEETING LOUIS

NOT EDITED
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Harry Styles

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Edward finally left. This was not how I imagined the day going. Edward is my brother who doesn't give a shit if you don't want to do something. Everything or everyone he wants he gets. And now he wanted this boy. He ain't getting him, he's mine. I saved him. Besides, he'd be better on my ship where he'd be actually respected, especially because I want him to be mine officially. Captains spouse get almost equal rights. But I have to get to know him first. And protect him from Edward.

I heard an unpleasant sound and realized I put too much pressure on the boy. I loosened my hold and guided him to my cabin. It wasn't much, but it had a comfy bet, table and books, great view on the sea and was spacious. I hoped the boxy liked it. Thinking about said boy, the realization dawned upon me - I estimated he's around fifteen. Gods, I'm pedo. If that's the case and he's that young, there's no way I'm going to marry him immediately, no matter if he wants it. I'm waiting until he's at least eighteen or nineteen. I locked the door behind us and made the boy sit on the bet.

>>I'm going to go close the curtains, I don't know how long you've had the blindfold but it's very sunny and I don't want your eyes to hurt.<< I said to him and left him there as I hurried to draw the small curtains over the windows. The room was immediately less bright.

>>Here, let me untie you and give you clothes. I could get a bucket with water if you want to wash. Then we talk.<< I first took off his blindfold. He began to blink rapidly, slowly adjusting to the light in the room. I took my knife and cut the rope around his hands and then removed the gag. >>How are you feeling? Want anything?<<

He was rubbing his jaw, looking at his feet. I didn't really know what to do, so I stood up from my crunching position and hurried to the closet. I grabbed the smallest pair of everything he'd need and took the soap and small bucket with water I had in the room along the way. He was still in his thoughts, like he couldn't understand why I'm so nice to him. I wouldn't be surprised if he thought that.

I sat down on the floor in front of him and slowly grabbed his right foot, placing it in my lap. I dip the soap in the water, bringing it up and starting to wash his foot, then going upwards, washing his leg. I repeated the process with the left leg and then wiped the water and soap off his legs with a rug. I didn't wash anything else, seeing as he still had my coat around him and shorts. Even if he didn't have shorts, I wouldn't wash him on his private parts, not yet at least.

I grabbed the socks I had prepared for him, gently putting them on him. He finally looked at me, giving me a small smile. Then I heard an angel talking.

>>If it is okay, I would like to wash my other parts.<< I almost fainted. He had a British accent, and his words sounded formal.

>>Yes, of course, baby. I'm going to give you ten minutes. I'll be outside the doors.<< He can't run from the room, but still I have to be careful. He might have an escape plan already. You never know. He was very quiet, so after ten minutes I went in. He was in the new pair of underwear I gave him, and that caused me to freeze. They were tight in all the right places, doing an amazing job in emphasizing his curves. His butt was perfectly round, and I couldn't wait to feel it. He turned around, the sound of the door slamming shut alerting him of new presence.

>>Oh, hi.<< He said with a blush rising on his cheeks as he crossed his arms over his chest. My eyes trailed down his body but I quickly diverted my gaze to his face.