Calm My Raging Seas

Calming the Raging Seas

Merry (late) Fuckmas my Bunny Clan

Sorry if the chapter may seem short or crappy but it was the holidays and it's also been a while since I've written sex chapters.

Never the less, Enjoy!

Ciao~*

Lexx~*

Levan had dragged Arlow into his quarters slamming the door behind them, making it known to those on deck not to disturb them. The ones on deck knew that Arlow was not going to leave the captain's quarters until the man had fully 'tasted' him, so they all silently prayed for his health.

"Undress." Arlow look up at the fearsome pirate captain stunned.

"E-excuse me?" He stammered, unsure he had heard him correctly.

Levan's eyes seemed to darken as he stepped closer to his captive. "I said to strip."

He watched as the younger man's face ignited in a furious blush and he couldn't he the tiny smirk that made it's way onto his own face. He did not understand his feelings for the captive captain but he knew that he was enthralled by his very presence. At first it had irritated and angered him but now he wanted nothing more than to make Arlow want him. He want to make his body ache for him the way his did for the man every night. Levan had restrained himself from touching the young man when he could've easily devoured him whenever he so pleased.

Arlow brought his hand up to the first button of his tunic but stopped when doubt gripped him. He was aware of his position as a captive but somehow, he did not really feel like one. Of course if his crew were to hear of this they would think he had been tricked by the dreadful pirate and if the Royal Guard found him and heard such a thing they would think he was mad! But he was not, he knew he was clearly sane.

Arlow looked up at Levan and caught him looking him over with his dark, hazel eyes. Levan's eyes snapped to his and Arlow suddenly had this sense of dejavu. He had seen those eyes before but he could not remember where.

"Why are you stalling?" Levan demanded. Arlow had not realized he had not done as he was told and instead had stood there like a imbecile. Levan approached him and knocked his hands away before gripping his tunic and yanked Arlow close to him.

"Need some help?" He whispered huskily.

Without waiting for an answer, Levan all but tore the smaller man's tunic off and discarded it. He shoved him backward, causing him to fall back onto the bed and Levan quickly crawled on top on the other man. He began peppering his neck with light kisses that trailed down his chest but the kisses soon turned to bites, causing Arlow to hiss in pain.

"That hurts!" Arlow cried as Levan bit his shoulder before sucking it to ease the pain.

"Does it now." Levan did not sound too bothered with Arlow's cries of pain since he could tell that it wasn't just pain the man was feeling based on what was pressing against lower stomach. "Then what is this?"

He palmed Arlow through his trousers , making him let out a noise that was between a cry of pleasure and surprise. Arlow fisted his hands into Levan's tunic and pulled the older man closer to him, his heart beating erratically.

"I want this off, please." Levan stopped what he was doing, too surprised by Arlow's sudden docile attitude, but he quickly complied and removed his own tunic before he crashed his lips to the other captain's. There was nothing gentle about the kiss but it was certainly full of passion. The sound of ragged breathing filled the room as well as muted grunts as the pair ran their hands over the other's body as if they were trying to memorize them while their tongues tangled. Arlow felt light headed from the lack of air but did not want this to end and Levan did not have any intentions of ending any time soon. Arlow buried a hand into Levan's hair and yanked his head back, eliciting a moan from him, before Levan redirected his mouth to Arlow's collarbone. He started grinding his hips against the younger man's, making small moans slip out which only encouraged him further.

He sensed that Arlow was close to cumming and immediately stopped and was rewarded with a whine from the other man. He grinned down at him as he propped himself up.

"Why?" Arlow whined as he tried desperately to pull Levan back down to him, though the pirate was having none of it.

"Not yet my dear," The pirate grinned as he began tugging Arlow's trousers off. "We have not even started the main course yet."

He tossed Arlow's trousers to the floor before he quickly removed his own knowing that things were going to get heated faster than he anticipated. He began kissing down Arlow's chest once more but when he went past the man's naval, Arlow tensed.

"Wait!" Arlow moved to get up but Levan was faster and pushed him back down.

"Do not move." Levan growled, his eyes flashing dangerously.

Arlow was about to protest when he was suddenly engulfed by pleasure. He threw his head back and grabbed a fistful of Levan's hair as Levan slowly licked the base of his shaft. Arlow had never felt this before but this was enough to have him panting as if he had run around the ship's deck multiple times. He was so lost in the pleasure of Levan and what he was doing to him that he was startled when he felt something circling his entrance.

Levan pulled back and got off the bed, moving over to his desk that was in his quarters. He searched through the the drawers, searching for the special jelly he had bought from a woman who owned a brothel in the Caribbean. He smirked when he found it and glanced up when he heard a slight creak from the bed. He saw Arlow looking at him curiously despite the fact that his face was flushed and his hair was a mess. He bit back a laugh at how cute he thought the young captain looked and gave him a wink instead.

He clambered back onto the bed and unlatched the small box that held the jelly as he started stroking Arlow and kissing him, their tongues mingling. He applied the jelly to Arlow's entrance as he distracted him and began to nudge a finger in

Arlow grunted at the weird feeling and squirmed underneath the pirate, trying to get away from the strange feeling but Levan held him down with is body.

"Don't move around so much," Levan told him, gently kissing him. "Just breathe."

After Levan decided he had prepared Arlow enough, he sat back on his heels and pumped himself, making sure to spread more of the jelly onto Arlow's entrance and some onto his shaft. He got up on his knees and pushed open Arlow's legs, giving the younger man a devilish grin as the other blushed furiously.

Levan lined himself up with Arlow's entrance before he slowly pushed himself in, glancing up every so often to make sure he was okay. Arlow's face was twisted up due to discomfort, everything about this seemed so wrong but he knew he was lying to himself. This was amazing, he loved every second of it.

Levan leaned down, hovering over him before he reached out and grabbed his arms before guiding them up to his shoulders. "Hold on tight darling."

Arlow could only nod. The pirate captain pulled back and rammed back into him, making him cry out so loud that it could be heard on deck. Levan gripped Arlow's hips, digging his fingers into them as he mercilessly pounded into the man as he cried out, begging the pirate for more which is exactly what happened as the two went at it well into the wee morning hours.