{A part 2 was requested and my imagine got the best of me ;) }
Warning: this imagine contains cursing and descriptive smut so evert your virgin eyes if you are uncomfortable with these ones.
After my encounter with Edward in the cargo hold the other day I couldn't stop thinking about it. I surprised myself when I felt the urge to wipe that smug look on his face by smashing my lips against his; those luscious lips - what am I saying?
For two days I tried to avoid Edward fully aware that it would be a difficult task as we were on the same ship and the Jackdaw doesn't have many hiding spaces. So I put up with being in his presence but I didn't say a word, every time I looked his way I couldn't help but fantasise back to when we were in the War ship. Me, pinned up against the side of the ship, running my hands through Edward's blonde hair as his trailed down my body - jesus Christ {Y/N} just stop!
However even after that encounter the teasing kept coming. Despite my attempts of trying to avoid the Welsh Pirate he always snuck up behind me when I was alone, little compliments turned to flirtatious comments that made my face burn up and he would just smirk at my reaction then leave me flustered once more.
He can flirt all he wants but I have my own tricks that can make a man weak at the knees.
The moon shone down on the sea, reflecting making the waves sparkle. The Jackdaw was anchored up at the harbour in Nassau, I stood alone on the main deck looking out at the small island and those who inhabit it. Edward, Adewale and all of the crew went off to the nearest tavern hoping to drink until they couldn't walk or have a quick fuck with the women from the brothels.
Of course I was invited but I said I wasn't feeling very well and got to bed early, however that was a lie and no one questioned me as they all ran off. I didn't blame them we had been stuck on the Jackdaw for weeks, I would of loved to stretch my legs but I had to get my plan ready.
Before Edward ran off I asked him to come back earlier, before any of the crew came back, so I could speak to him privately in his quarters. Even after he agreed I just thought about him getting drunk then not coming back at all.
In the distance I saw him even from the harbour I feel like I could here is laughter. He walked back down to the harbour without stumbling. Thank god he wasn't drunk. I patiently waited for Edward to climb back up onto the ship, he gave me a small grin.
"I'm surprised you're sober." I smirked at him.
"It was difficult but I did it for you lass." Edward said.
We didn't say anything else to each other Edward led me to his quarters, he opened the door and let me inside first then closed it after.
What a gentleman.
"I didn't think it would be this easy to get you in here."
There's that flirtatious charm again.
"So what is it you wanted to talk about..."
I cut him off by throwing my arms around his neck and kissed him roughly. I felt him flinch from my sudden actions followed by his arms snake round my waist, after relaxing, pulling me closer to him. Edward swiped his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance, but after all his flirting I was planning on being the dominant one tonight. I smirked and pulled away, Edward pouted from the loss of my lips against his.
"Now, now you've had your fun these past couple of days. It's my turn." I winked at him.
My arms moved so my hands rest on his chest, I guided Edward towards his large bed before pushing him down onto it. Teasing him slightly, I started to remove some articles of my clothing very slowly until I stood in front of him in just my bra and panties {ah I hate that word so much}
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►Assassins creed imagines book two
Hayran Kurgu►Read the first book if you wish. This is just continuing on with ideas for imagines that I have for your favourite Assassins and Templars. I do: ►Fluff ►Smut ►Whatever you like. Requests: open { } closed {✘}