Ocean's Song (Pirate!England x Reader)

Ch 14: One Sided

A/N Alrighty, finally got the next chapter but this chapter starts with suggestive content, so just a warning.

ALSO I have had several people ask me if I will ever include a lemon in this story. The answer would be, Maybe, only if you guys wanted one. At most there will be smut.

Anyways, to the story, and again its going to start with suggestive content.

This takes place NINE WEEKS after the binding

Also this is updated, this was the chapter previously titled "Feelings" where Arthur and reader-chan shared their first mutual kiss. That is no longer here though.

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(Y/n) P.O.V

Running my fingers through his hair I stared deep into his beautiful Emerald eyes.

"(Y/n) you are so stunningly gorgeous"

He said in his smooth British tone, laced with lust. Arthur moves his hands from my waist up my sides, I gasp as he brushes dangerously close to my breasts. He chuckled lightly as I moved my hands to his toned chest feeling him, memorizing every curve and scar. He flips us from our current position, me sitting on his lap, to him hovering over me. His hungry gaze trails from my face down my bare body, stopping at my belt that still holds my pants to my body. He looks up at me, and I nod in approval. He starts to undo the belt and I reach for his. He shifted a bit to make it easier. Soon the clothing was thrown off and we were bare before each other.

"Do you want to do this?"

He asked in a deep husky tone, eyes glazed in hungry lust. I returned his lust filled gaze and nodded. 

I shot off my bed in the most painful coughing fit I've had yet, petals flood out of my mouth and onto a growing pile in my lap. I feel like I'm choking and I clutch my throat trying to get air in as its being forced out. I feel something large make its way out of my lungs and into my throat before being flung onto my bed. I stare at what lies in my lap in horror as my body shakes. The ship around me rocked gently as the moon light shone through the window of the room. Peter in the bed across from me sleep stirred lightly. I can't tear my gaze off the half formed rose covered in saliva shining in the moonlight. Sitting neatly on the pile of shining petals sits the head of a rose. Torn up a bit from its rough journey into the world, but what it is is unmistakably clear. Suddenly I can't stand being in the room anymore, I can't breathe, I scoop up the petals and rose and run above the deck, I stagger to the railing and with an angry yell I fling the slimy flowers into the cold waves below. 

I deeply breathed in the cool sea breeze. I stare at the moon and watch as cloud float over and around it. I sat on the railing of the bow and closed my eyes just feeling the cool ocean wind on my skin. I think back to the dream and my face burns against the cold wind, I fight the urge to cough again as I quickly shake the thoughts from my mind. My thoughts drift to the nearly formed rose. It has been 11 weeks since I found out I had hanahaki, if my feelings got even worse I may have one year left to live. I quickly did the math in my head that is 41 weeks left to live if my feelings didn't get worse. I stared back at the moon and chuckled, it felt strange to know about the time you would die, and how you would. A flash of a memory popped into my head, it was the body of the man with the forget-me-not's. Except instead of his body sprawled on the floor on a tangled bed of flowers, stems, and blood, it was my body on a a bed of blood red roses the thorns stuck in my arms and legs. Roses and thorns tangled up in my clothes and (h/l/c) hair. Blood covered red roses blooming from my mouth and out of a ripped up throat, the blood pooling around me as I stared outwards with cold dead tear filled eyes. I shake the image as I let out a sob. Leaning over the railing of the ship throwing up my dinner.