Night Moves

Felix walked down the hall towards the bathroom, it was the middle of the night, and the crew should have all been asleep. But he could still see the light on in vicar Max's cabin from under the door.

He was sure the old man was probably just up reading one of his damn books until he heard the soft moan of a woman. Felix's urge to pee subsided with the thought that Max might not be so moral as he lets on.

Felix put his ear to the door in hopes of getting an idea of who the good Vicar was boning.

"Fuck, you-you're so tight." Another moan in response, but nothing to give away who it might be.

He could hear the creaking of the cot, whoever Max had visiting was taking the full force of the righteous man and his Law. Felix could now feel a swelling in his own crotch, he started palming himself over his sweatpants.

Felix could suddenly hear a voice, "P-please vicar, please let me cum." Felix stepped back from the door. Holy shit, that's the captain.  Felix had a growing wet spot on the front of his pants where his pre-cum was collecting. Hearing her beg was one of the single most aeousing things he'd ever heard. She was so in control when with the team, but when you got her alone she was submissive. Felix was not expecting that. Especially not with the way the boss and Max would argue.

Felix turned and ran into his room, closing the door behind him. The bathroom could wait, for now Felix had to relieve himself another way.