A Ruby At Sea

Two Ships Collide

The day drove on at the church, the town and the people not vigilant to the oncoming ship that was soon to arrive at the docks. The men had settled down for three days upon board, their minds growing restless and souls ever more passionate at the task ahead.

Noon arouse in the city of Berlin, and with is a shuffle of feet and voices in the day time markets, all ready to sell their wares to the people who passed by. This particular market was were the young priest had set out to get the items needed for the feast that would be held that night.

As he passed by the booths, hand picking the fruit, vegtables, and bread he took in the smell he loved, the smell of freedom and other nations far away, the smell of exotic foods filled his nostrils; but alas he could not buy what he was not sent to fetch. Gilbert could only fill his day with hopeless day dreams and the greeting of the men in women who sought after his money. Though small it was enough to keep his mind set at bay.

A pirate, sent out to scout the nation and all its small hidden tresures, places, and possible raids, walked through the streets, but this pirate was not just crewman. The captain himself, Arthur Kirkland had took it upon himself to do it alone. His motives weren't just for the gold or roches, but to signal out the one man he so despretly desired. It had took him quite a while to stumble into the towns market, walking around, but refusing to buy any of the goods. A smirk, wider than the sea he sailed upon crossed his lips, a site greater than any of the items this place held. The white haired priest stood at a booth containing wine that had been imported that morning, his eyes gracing over what the man had to offer. Arthur stopped and stared for a bit, not meaning gain the prussian's attention.

Gilbert looked up, a questioning look upon his pale face.

"Sir, do you wish to look, I did not mean to take the booth to myself."

His voice was sweeter than any sugar arthur had ever tasted, smoother than the honey his men took from other villages, it was like music to his ears.

"ah, well no, I was just looking upon the finest item I have seen all day."

The pirate couldn't help but smile that michevious smile as the priests face lit up, snow set ablaze by a raging Fite in the night.

"Oh my, I am afraid I must hurry off."

Gilbert walked away from the man, cutting through the aisles and lines of market men, to hurry back to the church. He did not handle men well, nor did his social skills outside the church grant him any. The captain laughed before turning on his heels, he didn't need to be back to his ship until later that night and he was going to make the most out of it.

He drank, a small celebration to himself for his job well done. Arthur had stayed in the pups and local beer providers until later that evening, out and about the same time the banquet was to be held at the church. Drunken and foggy minded, Arthur came up with a plan to grab the young priest tonight, as he stumbled into the church.

Everyone and their brother had been in the hall where the feast was held, why Gilbert wasnt ? He had other plans, he was sent to monitor the halls and great the incoming visitors. The albino was set in the wrong place at the right time. Arthur opened the doors, saving no time to do it quietly. His eyes wondered until they met those of the red eyed man standing beside them. The pirate moved in one swift motion, pinning his prey against the wall before Gilbert could even comprehend his captured movement.

"Now now my little ruby, please don't scream it would be a shame if I were to get caught~"

The priest's eyes grew wide with fright, but his body just could not move, almost paralyzed by the actions happening around him. He could not scream in fear for his life, no one was even around for them to be heard. Arthur leaned down, eyes leveled with his captives, his plan was not in favor of Gilberts, for it would rob him of a thing he held so dear in the name of the lord. His purity.

Stealing his lips, pressing his own against the albino's, Arthur kept him pinned to the wall, helpless. Gilbert couldn't struggle, but he did not kiss back. Not that the pirate noticed, alcohol staining his ration tginking. Quickly, a hand of the blond's moved up the robe Gilbert wore ritually, ridding the other nation of any defence against him. A gasp finally escaped, Gilbert's breathing growing heavy in panic, his eyes filling with tears. The pirate took no notice, as he picked Gilbert up by his hips, holding him up as to get a better angle.

His voice cracked as he spoke, Gilbert couldn't see his way out.

"Pl-Please..Don't do this..I didn't do anything to deserve it..mm..I'll give you what you want"

Arthur could only smirk as he respond, sliding two fingers into the entrance of the man who's life he was to change forever.

"I'm afraid you are what I want~"

Gilbert almost screamed, the digits inside him caused him pain, a burning sensation coursed through his body.

"..pl-please.."

The blond did not stop, moving the fingers in and out quickly to get him stretched, the forced action only gaining cries and pleads.

Gilbert was finally to his liking after the third finger, the smaller nation refusing to look at him. It was filthy, a sin, he was to be disgraced if it was ever discovered. Moans left occasionaly, it was only anticpated.

The real pain came suddenly, pulling Gilbert from his unconscious thoughts. This time the scream came, only met with a grunt from the other. Arthur didn't move after he had forced himself in, it was only right to let him adjust.

"Adjust. Or it will hurt worse"

Morals, he had them even when drunk; well to an extent. Gilbert quickly moved, but the pain kept washing over him, almost enough to make him sick. Arthur grew impatient, thrusting up with no remorse, but to his delight a moan was brought with it.

Movement helped, it took away the pain, it took away the thoughts, it almost drove Gilbert crazy to think such sounds could come from this. Thrusts and moans filled the room, but no one was even paying attention to what was going on. Gilbert hated himself for the deed, and not fighting back, his cheeks stained with tears, and his body taking on the damage with the force. The actions did not stop until the pirate finished his deed, leaving Gilbert on the high he experienced with the orgasm that followed.

"..It h-hurts..please..."

Arthur released the man, his body falling to the floor. He trembled dangerously, his eyes again releasing tears of pain and humiliation. It was all too much, he was left without another word, nor clue who the man was. He could not see through the tears when the incident was occuring, he had not payed any attention.

Arthur returned to his ship, leaving the broken priest to be found and taken care of. That night would soon come to surface, like a ship sunken at war and then searched for all its secrets.

Gilberts story will one day be told to a man he would hold so dear in the days to come, a blond that would promise him adventure and freedom. But will it last once darkness I'd greeted with light?

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SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG SCHOOL AND STUFF ♡

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