Better than We've Had (boyxboy)

Chapter Four

I tersely told Sebastian about our activities been heard by Cookie. Neither of us wanted to give up what we had but we decided to be more discrete. For the most part, we limited our activities to kissing and light touching. And all of it was confined to my room.

Imagine my surprise when, after my meal one day, Cookie told me Captain Jack wanted to speak to me about something. I feared the worst. What if someone besides Cookie had heard Sebastian and me and told the captain?

There was no way I'd make it off of this boat alive if the captain found out. If I was lucky, he's kill me by sword. A nice quick death. If not, I'd walk the plank. I've never been particularly lucky.

The thing that confused me the most was I knew this outcome was more than likely. Still, I went willingly to Sebastian. There was just something about him that drew me in.

Had always been so too.

That first time, feeling his great wrapped around me as we became one the way he tightened around me sending me over the edge, and all of those tender moments after being reunited here on the ship.

I was addicted.

I must have stood outside the captain's chambers for a good five minutes staring at the door with my hand poised to knock. No matter how much I willed it, I couldn't make myself knock on the darn thing. I was more afraid to find out why he had summoned me than I was of any repercussions that might exist for being late.

Naturally, that's how he found me, less than two minutes later, when he opened the door, no doubt to see what was taking me so long to arrive.

"Oh good, you're here," he exclaimed in a rather aloof manner before ushering me inside of his room.

It was grand.

There was a full sized bed, floor space and a desk. Finery, no doubt acquired from raids, littered the walls.

He say at his desk and motioned for me to take a seat on the edge of his bed. I didn't object to the kind order but found myself uncomfortable with the seating arrangement. I barely knew this fellow and beds were where intimate things happened. I tried not to think about what he might have used such a large bed for.

He fixed me with the same pair of stormy eyes as his brother and I braced myself for whatever he wanted to say to me. "How are you finding everything aboard Intrepid?" he asked me conversationally.

I was not expecting that and stammered out a, "Sir?" in question.

"I want to know that you're settling in okay. You are, aren't you?" he asked with a hopefulness more befitting a child than a captain.

"Oh, yes sir, everything's been lovely," I answered an immediately wanted to slap a hand over my mouth. "Lovely?" really? This was a pirate ship not a pleasure cruise.

The captain arched his right eyebrow, a disbelieving look on his countenance, "If you say so," doubt clearly present in his spoken words.

I gave a very uneasy insincere half smile and thankfully that line of questioning was dropped.

"The reason I called you here today is because," oh God, here it was, "I'd like you to go to shore with a few other crew members to gather some needed supplies."

"Wha-" I began dumbly, I couldn't believe that's all he wanted of me, "sure, I'll go with them."

"Great!" the man barked enthusiastically. "You'll leave later today." He dismissed me with a wave of his hand.