Taken

Chapter 13 Sorry

"How do you think you can apologize to me? Keep in mind, if I'm displeased, means more discomfort for you," he said.

"Umm, I don't know," she shrugged. "Cleaning or sewing more?" She asked, having no idea what she could really do to say sorry to him. "Hmm, that's possible, but I want some begging me for forgiveness, and some appreciation for not giving more lashes on your backside," he breathed tilting his head up.

Reaching down, he untied her ankles. "Now, kneel," he said standing upright. She sighed but really didn't want more soap or lashes, so she knelt in front of him.

"Now, what do you have to say for yourself?" He asked looking down over her.

She swallowed hard and kept her sass internalized, "I'm sorry Sir, for trying to attack you," she uttered.
"Failing miserably no less," he mocked. She attempted to not roll her eyes, knowing he would scold her.
"I'm sorry I didn't stay put and that I demanded things," she said. "Mmm, there we go," he amused.

"Now, say thank you to your Captain for going easy on you right now, show some gratitude," he said.

Regina's POV

I don't like this, but then again, I didn't like his strap or cane either. I also don't like soap. I choked on my own pride, and continued. "Thank you Captain, for being lenient, and I don't deserve that," I said softly up to him.

He smiled down at me, almost pleased, "mmm you don't deserve it, that's true, you deserve to be strapped while tied up on your knees, and that's what you'll get if you defy me again," he warned me and I knew he meant it as he rubbed his fingers across his belt, making sure I saw.

Regina's knees hurt kneeling on the hard wood floor as she pleaded at him. "Mmm, can you cook?" He asked. "Umm, I only could cook what I could get when I was in the forest," she shrugged.
"Mmm, and if you were provided things and a the tools, could you cook more?" He asked. "I probably could," she figured.

He knew she had good work skills and that she would indeed try. "Good, come," he gestured her upward to follow him.

He lead her to what was clearly the cooking space on the ship. "Now, there's meat and things in various compartments, let's see what you can cook up for your Captain." He said leaning himself backward against the wall.

Regina thought for a moment as she gauges all the ingredients in the space. She figured she could make him some kind of meal with the rations around.

"Oh hold on," he stopped her, and she looked at him immediately. He came towards her and removed her bandage, and there was a new clean one he placed over it and once more he tied it off with his teeth.

Regina's POV

Why does he do that? Why does he stare into me while he is tightening that around my hand? There was something so, sensual about it when he did that. No Regina, No.
He finished tightening it and released my hand, I felt myself give him a small smile, "thank you, Sir," I said it almost like floating on air.

Regina continued her work and managed to prepare a steak, some onions, peppers, and some carrots. Killian stood watching, seemingly pleased at her choice of things to piece together to prepare a meal.

Regina focused and gently set a plate up, topping the steaming meat with the other items. She put the plate down near him, he smiled gently.

Standing and folding her hands across her front, Regina didn't move. Killian picked up a fork. She realized he didn't have another hand to cut it at the same time.
Not waiting for a command, Regina picked up a knife and spare fork. Coming next to him, she leaned in, and cut the steak up for him.

Killian's POV

It smells delicious. As she stood close to me, cutting the food, I gazed up her arms to her bosom and her face. She was attentive and a caring young woman. She didn't say a word and  just placed the tools down once the meat was cut.

"Thank you,"  he smiled softly at her, and she nodded her head stepping back. Killian took a bite, and instantly groaned in delight. "Mmm," he moaned, as the meat melted in his mouth.

Regina smiled, pleased that he liked it. "I haven't eaten something that delicious in.." he began praising and looked up at her eyes sparkling at him. "Ages..." he breathed staring at her.

She smiled, feeling proud of herself. "Come here," he said. Regina naturally got nervous when he said that but she stepped towards him. He placed a piece of meat on the fork.

Holding it towards her mouth, she nibbles her lip a bit leaning down a little. He places the bite in her opened mouth, tugging her slightly towards him as she cleaned the fork.

"Good?" He asked slowly, as she was only inches from his face. "Yes, Sir," she breathed after chewing slowly, remaining there.

He smiled softly at her, "sit down," he instructed to the chair near him. She obeyed him, and he gently fed her some vegetables from the plate.

Killian watched her eat each bite he gave her, her eyes sparkled at him the entire time. Regina ate happily each bit that he fed her, she hadn't eaten that day at all.

Killian ended up feeding her more than Even he ate himself. "You're a good cook," he complimented her. "Thank you Captain," she danced her eyes at him.

Killian's POV

Look at how sweet this woman is. She's just so young and innocent. I can't let her know though, she has to still be my captive, though she was already onto me. I didn't want her to think she was going to die though, but I also wouldn't reveal any truths further.

Her lips looked so soft as they cleaned each fork full of food I fed her. She looked at me with thanks. I'll have to still be strict a little later.

"Got the taste of soap out of your mouth I'm sure," he mused at her. "Yes Captain." She confirmed.
"If You misbehave again, just remember what I said. I can tie you and strap you on your knees and make you have soap in your mouth, all at once," he warned.
"Yes Captain," she nodded, shifting uncomfortably.

"You mostly finished the sewing on a couple things but I have a small tear here on the bottom cuffs of these pants." He pointed down towards his ankle where his pants did have a loose cuff.
"I can fix that," she offered sweetly. He tipped his head up, and leaned back in the chair.

Regina gathered a needle and thread, as they were near supplies, and she knelt down, bending down she sewed the cuff on his pants.

Killian couldn't help gaze at her small petite and no doubt, sexy figure, as she fixed the cuff on his pants. It took a bit given the thick leather.

"There," she leaned back up. Gently he placed his thumb and finger on her chin, "Good girl," he said softly.