The Pirates Prince (ManxMan|Pirates)

Chapter Fifteen

Warning: Mature content

Marcelo stood from afar watching his young prince walk into the shallow water. The sun slowly set in the distance replacing a bright blue to a redish orange shade colour in the sky.
For the first time Marcelo felt free, free from his demons and enemies. With Silva freedom is always there but he ignore the temptations.

His inner self remind him the deal he made with King Joel. The pirate knew who he was and pretended he only know so little. Remembering his task only pain his heart. Silva is the victm and inoccent to all of this. Marcelo isn't worthy to be in a special place in the prince's heart.

The pirate looked away in shame. He question his remarks, he questions his mind and heart. If it wasn't for this deal Marcelo wouldn't feel so guilty. He wouldn't fall in love with a prince, forbidden to love and touch. His heart thumped within his chest, the revelation dawned to him. He's in love with Silva.

What is he going to do?

Silva smiled breathing in the fresh air, waves crash against his feet making the young prince giggle with joy. Collecting shells putting inside a small leather pouch Marcelo bought for him earlier. The pirate stood in the distance watching, Silva couldn't help but glance at the man that claim his body nights ago. His cheeks redden remembering their night together. His moans echo in the silent night. Bed rocked against the wooden wall creaking from the pirates rough thrusts. His hole clench just thinking about it.

Silva as well doesn't understand his feelings. The young prince made a vow to Abel and yet it didn't feel right. Silva knew he isn't worth to love Abel, he deserve someone better than him. His bloodline prevents them to love each other. Silva question his love for Abel is true. The captain affect him beyond his control, hatred and anger no linger within. Its happiness that consumes his whole being.

"We must return" said Captain Marcelo. Night fall is soon to come and the village isn't safe during the night. Marcelo wanted to keep Silva safe and away from drunkard villagers.

"Thank you. I always dreamt the day I sail the seven seas. Feeling the salted water and sand between my toes" Silva said. Marcelo remained silent listening to the prince.

"Do you have dreams Marcelo?" Silva asked. The young prince is curious what dreams Marcelo may have.

"I do not" he replies. Silva glanced at him in shock. Everyone have dreams even a pirate.

"Lies! Everyone have dreams" he said. Marcelo chuckled, there's no use disagreeing with his little prince. Eager to disagree Marcelo try to reason with his answer. 

"Its called dreams for a reason" Marcelo said. Silva huffed in annoyance, still cannot believe his response. A silly response won't justify his answer.

"Dreams are real and they come true at some point" Silva replied. It happened to him, its also faith that keep dreams alive.

"You can't stand there and say that. You didn't dream to do or become something as a boy?" asked Silva. Marcelo did at some point which shattered into pieces but his childhood isn't something he wish to remember. His silence is enough for Silva not to press any further. Marcelo guide the young prince back to their cabin, a warm bath ready for them to bathe.

"I am sorry. I-I didn't mean to upset you" said Silva. Marcelo sighed pulling the prince into his arms. Silva settled between his legs leaning against the captains muscled chest.

"You didn't. Lets enjoy ourselves." Marcelo replies smirking afterwards. Lifting the prince, his twitching hole touch the tip of the captains c*ck. Silva moaned slowly sinking onto his long thick c*ck. His hips and legs ached from the less leg room in the wooden tub. Silva whimpered and moaned as the pirate make love to him so tenderly.

Marcleo stand stepping out of the tub. Carrying his prince to their bed, Marcelo wasted no time to sink deep into the whimpering prince. His head thrash side to side as his c*ck thrust deep inside of him.

"M-Marcelo!" Silva whimpered. The only name he moans is Marcelo. The only man is loving his body is Marcelo. His heart beat rapidly staring at his muscled body. His heart swells moaning his name, his mind filled with the handsome pirate. Pleasure replacing guilt distracting from the reality of his fate.