Cherish || BlackBonnet

2 [M]

He had messed up. Big time. And he wasn't going to let the fact he had no idea what he did wrong stop him from making it right again. Stede strode over to the doorway with a meaningful pace before hesitating at the window. He would make it right after putting on some pants.

Blackbeard shut himself in the loo, flopping down onto the seat and sighing. He shouldn't have to be the one to reassure Stede; It should definitely be the other way around. And above all of that... he looked delectable dressed the way he was. Stede wasn't like any of his other flings, yet Ed was so into him it was unbearable.

"Ed?" Stede called out, "Are you in here?" Stede coughed, just noticing his apparent hard-on and cursing under his breath. "Y-Yes! I'll be a minute!" And while the man of his desires was standing just outside, the Edward inside him refused to let the man help him with his current dilemma. If he was going to have sex with him, it would be purely out of love; not proving some point or another.

He unclipped his tight leather pants, letting his cock arc free towards his stomach. Wrapping a tight fist around it, he began to stroke up and down, punctuating the silence with soft moans and quiet curses. The thought of Stede just outside got him bothered in all the right ways, and it took hardly any time at all to rub one off and clean his release off his hand. It was undetectable what had just taken place here. Nodding to himself, he opened the door and almost ran into Stede.

"For fuck's sake-!" Stede crushed him in a tight embrace, leaving Ed unsure of where to put his hands or how to respond or even function. "I'm sorry love," Ed melted a little at the affectionate name, "I really didn't mean to upset you. I only wanted to reassure you I was going to be with you always and forever." Lucius, who only wanted to use the bathroom, whispered under his breath, "Dear God, get a room."

Back in Stede's room, two fully dressed men prepared to have a serious conversation. Rather, Ed watched Stede pour tea and wondered what miracles those hands could work. After sipping a blend of chamomile and lavender, Stede cleared his throat nervously. Ed raised an eyebrow, and he took it as a signal to speak up.

"To be quite frank with you, I've been thinking of this subject for some time. Thinking of..." he fiddled with his fingers, "excuses to do it..." Ed was absolutely 100% no strings attached smitten with this man. "Why?"
"Look at us! Look at you! I love you- I do, I love you oh so much I can hardly contain it and I'd do anything to show my love to you in any way possible. Yes, we've kissed and touched and such. But we've always stopped and I can't imagine anything keeping me from you except myself!"

His pupils were dilated and he gestured animatedly with his hands, "Ed, there's nothing I want more than you!" How could Ed say no to that needy face, those pleading eyes. He set down his teacup, and swept Stede off his feet. Dipping him low, he bent and kissed him passionately, hungrily.

Soon enough, they were on the bed and their shirts were discarded on the floor. Ed kissed his neck, his collarbones, trailing down his softer than he'd like to admit tummy to his treasure trail. At his stomach, Ed hesitated, looking up at him questioningly. "What's... What's wrong?" Stede forced a smile. "Nothing!" Ed sat up, grabbing Stede's hands and kissing his palms. "Exhale." Stede sighed, "Ah, you caught me."

He exhaled, letting his tummy loose, and looked deep into Ed's eyes as though searching for disapproval. "I don't have the physique of a pirate, do I?" Ed scoffed, "You're as much of a pirate as me, besides," he bent down and kissed Stede's tum, "I love this part of you," he kissed his neck, "and this part," and then he bent down to his breeches and kissed his erection with a mischievous glint, "and this part too."

Stede let out a breathy moan, arching his back. "I love you, Ed!" Ed kissed him on the lips clumsily, fiddling with the clips on the breeches. "Show me."