The Pirates Prince (ManxMan|Pirates)

Chapter Fourteen

Silva waited for the guards to walk away from his room. Excited to see Abel, Silva is determine to talk to him again. Abel spoke of a world he didn't know existed, he spoke of the seas his father sails on. He spoke of tails from his father and uncle. Adventures worthy to be written in a book. 

Abel express his dreams becoming a captain like his father. Abel admire his father wanting to follow his footsteps. Silva wondered if he too have dreams of his own. The ocean spiked his curiousity, from his bedroom he could fainty see the coast and the village.

Silva wasted no time dashing through the hall still dressing in his long nightgown. Silva isn't do something so rebellious but it is Abel that introduced the thrill doing something naughty.

"Did you bring the cheese and crackers?" Asked Silva. Silas nodded revealing their nightly snack within his coat. The two boys sneak past the guards, they arrive at the shack. Its always been their meeting point.

"About time you got here" said Abel. Silva smiled settling next to his friend as well as Silas. The young knight rather observe than spoke whats on his mind.

"Want to do something different today, Papa's ship is docked not far from the castle. I want to show it to you and Silas" said Abel.

"That's impossible, we'll be caught" Silva replies. Abel is known to suggest the impossible and he's known to make it possible but this is beyond impossible.

"It won't take long, we'll be back before midnight" said Abel. The young lads once again sneak past sevearl guards, they stood before the ship he call 'White Pearl'.

"Woah! I-I never seen a ship this close" said Silva. Abel smiled, leading his friends onto his fathers ship Abel imagine himself standing here sailing the seven seas like his father.

"This is what I want Silva, I want to own this ship and continue its legacy" said Abel. Silva agreed except he doesn't want to captain a ship, he wants to venture outside the castle walls. Silva felt the ocean calling to him, Silva wanted to be free.

Sleep wasn't on his mind, the young lad lay on his side. Silva is all he could think about, he soon discover Silva is a prince but that didn't stop him being friends with him. Every opportunity they have, they all meet in the shack. Silas slowly joining in their conversation, their relationship grew stronger as they grown to young adults. Abel raced against his friends, he is determine to win and not lose the bet.

"Pay up, you know the rules" Silva teased. Abel hoped off his horse sighed in defeat, his muscled tensed as he land on the soild ground. He threw a ball bag of silver coins to Silas, the young knight nodded quickly counting the coins and handing it to Silva.

"By the way, I let you win" said Abel. The young prince smiled that made his heart skip a beat.

"Whatever you say, Captain".

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Silva became overwelmed with the change of weather. The young prince couldn't handle the humidity. He stayed close to Marcelo, sore from last night event Marcelo gave him a knowing smirk.

"How long you think repairs will take" he asked.

"Well, about a month or two depending on the weather" Marcelo replied. They walk through villages buying exotic fruits, the natives were polite and welcoming. Meanwhile Marcelo battle within his mind, his heart drawn closer to Silva. He had forgotten his task, his crew grew suspicious but wouldn't dare to question his actions.

"I will never forget this, regardless of the weather this island is beautiful" said Silva. Marcelo hummed in agreement, he remember the day he arrived. After their adventure they returned consumed in endless pleasure.

A day never goes by without Marcelo thrusting his c*ck deep within his young prince. The lad moaned rolling his hips seeking release he desperately craves. Silva became obsessed unable to control body. Marcelo made it clear who he belongs to, his body already surrender to the ruthless pirate.

As Silva rest in the cabin, Marcelo proceed to inspect the damages. Several equipment and weapons lost upon the storm. The damage to his ship was enough to question whether it is worth fixing. Money isn't an issue to Marcelo, its time that wasn't on his side.