Sexy Pirate

Voluntary Kidnapping

Welcome to the third and final installment of Sexy Pirate. This chapter is very explicit and has graphic depictions of sex and sexual language. Once again thank you to my lovely beta and muse MadameRavyn. She has a couple really good stories featuring AJ Lee, Dean Ambrose, and CM Punk so if you're into wrestling fanfics you should check those out. Once again I am open to constructive criticism and any questions or concerns feel free to ask. Also since this is finished I am open to suggestions for future fics be they for a fictional character x reader or original characters or even band members.

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You were woken up really early the next day by your father yelling that you were going to set sail in an hour. You quickly get ready before going on deck. You look over the railing for James and spot him standing by a building a little ways off waiting for you. You turn to see if anyone is watching you but they're too busy getting ready to leave. You quickly hop off the ship and on to the docks, making your way to James. You both walk around to the other side of the building where no one can see you. You turn to him just in time to be caught in a quick kiss. When you pull back he hands you a small box.

"What's in it?" You ask.

"Open it and find out." He answers, looking nervous for the first time since you met him.

You gingerly open the box to find a beautiful black lace choker with a moon hanging from it inside. You gasp and blink in surprise as James takes the choker out of the box and puts it on your neck. You run your fingers over it in awe, completely speechless.

"I take it this means ye like it?" He inquires.

"Y-yes! I love it. Thank you." You say, feeling a rush of emotions. You're so overwhelmed with feelings of happiness from his gift and presence, sadness from knowing you'll be leaving, fear that you'll never see him again, and a new but odd emotion that you can't name because you've never felt it before. He made you feel dizzy yet happy, safe but sick, and like you were full of butterflies. You weren't sure exactly what you were experiencing but decided to take it as a good thing.

"Good. I expect you to still be wearing it when we meet again." He caresses your cheek and gently kisses your forehead. Feelings of fear begin to overtake everything else.

"How can you be so sure that we'll meet again?"

"Just call it my intuition." He smirks and pulls you in for a passionate kiss, assuring you that you'll see him again.

"Goodbye." You reluctantly pull away and he watches as you walk back to your father's ship. You get on the ship and make your way to your father's side.

"Just in time, (y/n). We be setting sail fer Kingston." Your father said with a wide smile.

As you sail away from Nassau you turn to catch one last glimpse of the island as it starts to disappear in the distance. You turn back to the task of calling out orders to the crew and with in a few hours a mist rolls in cutting off sight.

"Lass climb up to the crow's nest and look out for ships, land, and the likes." Your father orders.

"Yes Cap'n." You climb the mast and settle yourself in the crow's nest. You take out a spy glass and take watch of the sea ahead. You occasionally call out orders to change course depending on what's in front of you. You suddenly feel the ship jerk and have to hold on to the mast to steady yourself.

"Cap'n we're bein' attacked!" You hear one of the crewmen yell.

"(y/n) get down 'ere and secure things in the hull!" Your father yelled to you. You were quick to obey and went about securing the cargo before helping with loading the cannons.