In Love with a Pirate

The start of something beautiful

Claire woke up and blinked the sleep from her eyes as she rolled over on her bed. A content smile found its way onto her lips when she found Silver still sound asleep, and the events from earlier played in her mind. She almost couldn't believe that they had just done that and that he had some form of affection for her. Her heart fluttered as she just gazed at him with adoration; but as much as she wanted to stay here with him, she knew that they had to distance themselves before the rest of the crew woke up.

She thought about just leaving, but decided that she didn't want to be the type of person to simply disappear after having shared such a vulnerable act.

"Hey, Silver." She whispered.

He didn't respond.

"Ssiill-ver." She said a bit louder this time.

Nothing.

Then, she got an idea. She moved over until she was lying right next to him, then...she kissed him. This was not a passionate kiss, nor was it a kiss of desire or lust. This kiss was gentle, a tender kiss, and one which he responded to.

He softly started to kiss her back, and Claire could feel him smiling into it. She then began to slowly pull away but found herself giggling when he immediately followed after her and recaptured her lips. He grabbed the back of her head to deepen the kiss, and she gladly went along with it.

After a few minutes of steamy kissing, he pulled away and flopped his head back on the pillow with a satisfied sigh.

"Ya' know, if I could wake up like that every mornin'..."

He leaned in and gave her a little peck on the cheek, then another, and another until Claire couldn't help but snigger at him.

"SILVER!" She playfully pushed him away. "As much as I am loving this, we have to distance ourselves before everyone else wakes up...especially Captain Amelia."

Claire's eyebrows furrowed in confusion when Silver suddenly burst into a fit of laughter.

"What?" She questioned.

"Heh heh! It's just when Ya' mentioned 'da Captain, I couldn't help but remember a little chat we had at the start o' this journey." He said as he wiped a tear from his eye.

"Oh?" She asked in an open invitation for him to expand on that.

He reached his hand up and caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers.

"T'was o'bout you."

"Well...are you gonna tell me what you guys talked about?!" She said with an almost anxious air upon finding out that the two of them had some sort of seemingly important conversation about her.

"She took me into her stateroom and told me to keep a close eye on you. Her instructions were very clear, It was my job to make sure that none o' the crew touched ya in any way. She heavily implied that if any o' them laid a finger on ya', kissed ya', or...otherwise'...it would be my head."

Claire watched in amusement as a smirk grew on his face while his eyes raked over her baggy shirt-clad form. Silver wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him until she was lying on top of him, then he captured her lips in another quick kiss. Once he stopped, Claire could still see how satisfied he was with himself. She smiled as he pushed some loose strands of hair back behind her ear, though he let his hand remain on her face and neck afterward.

She leaned into his touch as she ran her hand up his arm until it reached his hand, and then she rested hers on top of his. With such a tenderness he took his thumb and slowly stroked the area under her eye.