Pirates Boon
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Pirates Boon
I may not be the most honest of furs, I mean I am a pirate after all. Working as a single fur crew I set sail from my small island leaving behind my village in hopes of an adventure and treasure. Now I'm not the kind of pirate who set out to plunder pillage and all that junk, I work under the philosophy of if you can get away with it, do so and to always help someone in distress. Even if you put them in distress first, there is almost always rewards of some sort.
People call me the Red Feather, a nickname given to me by the government for my agile almost floating fighting style, "Red Feather Rick" bounty of 5,000g, nothing too high but talented enough to be noticed. The majority of my fur being almost a rusty red with white cuffs and white fur from my chin down my front. Dressed in baggy beige pants and a tan doublet over top a white dress shirt. The tri-cornered had that accented the wardrobe was a gift from my mother before she passed away the year prier to when I set out on my journey.
Anchoring at the port of an island along my journeys I stopped into the tavern to get a meal before finding provisions for my next journey at sea. Though the bar maid wasn't much help seeing as how the service was poor and everyone was too drunk to bother asking directions to the nearest supply shop.
An ocelot about twenty years, came up to my table as I took a seat on the second floor at the back of the room.
"Would you like some food or a drink tonight sir?" he said forcing a smile across his face as I'm sure he did at every table he served.
His words to me sounding like an angels harp in my ears above the grunting and throughty laughter of the drunken slobs surrounding me. He brushed the tuft of hair hanging in front of his eyes to the side awaiting my response.
"What's... ah... good?" I asked him, stumbling over my words. I must have sounded stupid.
Raising a finger to the side of his chin he tilted his head slightly before listing off a few of his suggestions. I asked him to surprise me and he smiled and turned hurrying off toward what I presumed to be a kitchen.
Kicking my feet up on a chair I pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, checking over my list of things I had to do while in port. The ocelot returned after a short while with a plate of grilled meat with a side of garnished vegetables on top of a bed of rice.
I thanked him before he whisked away to the next table, he seemed too nice of a guy to be working in a port side bar, then again where else is there to work for an honest living that pays well when your living in a pirate run economy.
Tucking a napkin into my shirt I worked my way around my plate of food until there was nothing left but a bone and a few granules of rice, the ocelot once again came to my table.
"Will that be all for you tonight sir?"
"Would you mind taking a moment?" I said sliding a few silver coins across the table
"Oh... I'm sorry sir but I don't..." he said shying away as he fidgeted with his hands
"Can I at least get your name?"
"Tevan... " he finally said
"All right then Tevan," I said picking up the coins and pressing them into his palm, "take it, as a tip then. Might you be able to tell me where the closest supply shop would be?"
He nodded and fished around for a piece of paper in his pocket and scribbled down some directions for me despite the hollering in his direction from a table of brutes who more then likely wanted another picture of beer. I thanked him, cracking an honest smile as he picked up my plate and smiled back ah him and tipped my hat.
Standing from my spot, the chair sliding back, I tucked my napkin into my pants pocket and picked up my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. My ears picking up the sound of something breaking as I turned on the spot. A well built pit bull from the hollering morons earlier had picked Tevan up by the wrist holding him off the ground. Something had seemed to escalate his anger because he dropped him back to his feet before backhanding Tevan across the face.
Tevan bit his lip, silencing and suppressing any emotion as it tried to surface. Holding his head down he apologized and turned to leave, but the brute grabbed him by the arm. Raising his paw to strike again before I stepped in. I couldn't take it when someone was being caused pain for an unrighteous reason.
Grabbing his paw as it came down, stopping but inches from the ocelots face. The brutish thug turned to me with a look of pure rage in his eyes, his paw loosening its grip letting the boy scampered off to the kitchen.
"Look what we have here... Why don't you mind your own business piss-ant," he said wrenching his paw from my grip.
"People like you are the reason the world looks on pirates as fools." I said turning on my heel to leave.
"What did you say? Do you know who we are?! We are the Davarian Pirates, our captain has a bounty of eighty million on his head!" he shouted at me, reaching out a paw to grab my shoulder.
The slightest touch on my shoulder from his paw and I turned sending my fist into his face, knocking him flat on his ass. Scrambling to his feet, he brandished sword and pointed it toward me. His anger practically dripping down his face as he hollered and rushed me.
Swinging his sword down toward me, I pulled the napkin from my pocket and stretched it above my head with both hands, cradling the blade as it came down. I stepped to the side crossing my hands over and pulling the blade from his hands. Jumping up I planted both of my feet into the middle of his chest sending him tumbling back toward his group as another stepped forward bearing two guns.
I had landed on my back in the middle of a table. Latching my paws onto the edge, I rolled backward pulling the table up on its side with me for cover. Two gunshots rang out, turning to see one shot had missed my head by a couple inches. The second wasn't as lucky as it grazed across the side of my ribs. These wooden tables would not provide much in the way of cover from gunfire. Quickly rolling the table on its end with me letting it crashed to the ground as I dove for cover behind the next table.
Gunshots rang out some hitting the table, a few flying astray. I looked above, ducking back as I drew more gunfire. There were at least twenty furs by now, if I didn't keep moving they would be surrounding me in no time. Digging in my pocket I found a silver coin not so much for a diversion as I would have hoped but it would have to do.
Tossing the coin back over my head toward the group I dove forward from behind the table as it caught their attention. That was all the time I needed. Rising up from the ground I caught one in the jaw with my fist, the second as I spun on my heel delivering a blow with my elbow to his gut. Sweeping my foot paw across the ground I took down a third before standing up. Holding out my paw the silver coin dropped into my palm and I tucked it back into my pocket.
A smirk crossing my face as someone tried to rush me from behind, ducking as their sword swooped over my head I grasped onto his shirt and heaved him across a table, the clatter of plates as he rolled across before slamming into the group of furs on the other side.
Wrapping my foot paw around the leg of a chair, I pulled it in front of me and pushed it forward into the gut of the next pirate, the impact slouching him over the chair. I grasped his sword and giving him no time to recoil, I dropped back to my shoulders delivering a kick to his face as his paw released the sword and he tumbled to the ground.
Using the momentum I put my hands on the ground above my shoulders and pushed up as I sprang from the ground back to my feet running forward and leaping off the table toward yet another group. Tumbling as I hit the ground I stood to find they had surrounded me. Taking stance I held the sword in front of me the blade facing downward, looking onward to the surrounding lackeys. Most of them quivering in fear as I had taken out more then half of them in such a short time.
Screaming as one charged, I bashed the pommel of my sword across his face before turning to block the sword attack from behind. Sweeping my foot paw up I contacted with his paw making him drop the sword only to be followed up by the next to attack aimed at my side. I jumped to the left, but not quick enough as the blade cut into my arm. Running towards the balcony as the group pursued. Grabbing a chain hanging from the rafters above I swung out and around landing a kick to the lead of the group knocking them back like dominoes.
A large spiked mace swung toward me, raising my sword to block, it was knocked away. The dog took another swing with the mace, I dodged to the side and pushed him toward the balcony carrying his own motion over the edge as a painful crash sounded on the floor below.
I looked out over the knocked out and or injured pirates as they tried to gather themselves and slink out of the bar. I adjusted my bag that was slung on my back and stretched my neck to the side. A searing pain rain across my arm as I looked at my sleeve that had been drenched in blood. My side wasn't in too bad condition, I tore off the cut sleeve and tied it around my arm above the wound.
The bar seemed undisturbed by the brawl on the second floor as I made my way toward the stairs only to be stopped by the soft touch of a paw on my paw, it was Tevan. I went the thank him but he pressed a finger to his lips and looked out over the balcony. It seemed a new group was on its way to get revenge for their fallen comrades.
Taking my paw he led me through a door that lead into a kitchen, but immediately to the left were a set of stairs which took us to what appeared to be a living space. Angry hollering could be heard from down stairs as he lead me over to a bed and sat me down before returning to the hole in the floor from where the stairs lead into the room, folding the door over to cover the hole and locking it.
I sat and watched him as he scuttled about the room before returning to sit on the bed beside me. Pulling up a small table with his foot he placed the objects from his arms onto the table.
"May I see you arm?" he asked reaching his paw out slowly to touch my shoulder as I nodded to him.
Brushing back the ties of the ragged sleeve turned to the table folding a rag over his finger and placing it over an antiseptic bottle, swishing it upside down quickly before setting it back upright on the table. Gingerly dabbing at the wound eyes fixed on his work as he quickly cleaned it and then turned back to the table for a needle that had been soaking in antiseptic. Threading the needle he quickly and quite skillfully sewed the wound shut and tied the string off.
Tidying up the table before coming back to stand in front of me looking down at my arm again, "Would... you like me to fix that for you?" he said motioning to my torn sleeve.
His calm but slightly nervous demeanour was cute, I untied the torn sleeve from my arm and handed it to him before undoing the lacing on the front of my doublet. My eyes watching my hands but focusing more on my peripherals, it made me smile as he watched meekly rubbing his arm as if trying to distract his thoughts from me. Pulling the doublet over my head and placing it on the bed beside me I pulled my arms into my shirt and lifted it over my head.
Standing from the bed I moved in close to him, our noses now touching I could feel his breathing hasten. Looking deep into his auburn eyes as he stared back into mine. My paw moving to stroke the side of his cheek, the other tossing the shirt back onto the bed.
Then he surprised me, pressing his muzzle into mine and closing his eyes as our lips met. They were soft as was his fur as my paws made their way up the back of his untucked shirt. His paw pressing against my chest slowly slid down my slender frame to the front of my pants. Brushing against my already tingling sheath, he quickly undid my belt letting my pants drop to the floor.
There I stood, naked in front of someone I had only known for an hour or so, and I wasn't even drunk, yet he seemed to innocent and quiet, I would have never expected him to be so forward as he cupped my sheath in his paw. Our kiss broke and I looked down at his face, he was blushing and I could see it through the white fur on his cheeks as I lifted his shirt over his head. His tail flicking back and forth nervously.
Undoing the button on the front of his pants, I slid my hands around the waist band to his butt giving him a little grope causing him to squeak quietly and lean into me, letting his pants slide down to the floor below. Lifting him onto my hips, he wrapped his arms around the back of my neck and his legs clinging to my sides, his cock grinding against my bulging sheath.
I carried him to the bed behind me, laying him on his back he let go of me allowing me to lower myself on him. My nose touching the base of his shaft causing a pleasurable shiver to work its way up his body. It had been long since I had been with someone the pent up urge was more then enough to drive me onward as my tongue ran along the length of his cock.
Paws grasping at the sheets on the bed, Tevan couldn't seem to contain himself as my mouth enclosed over the head of his shaft. Letting forth a pleasurable yowl, just what I wanted to hear. My head bobbing up and down along with his sensual moans were causing me to loose my restraint as I removed my maw from his loins, crawling my way up his body his eyes opening as I licked across his chin.
"Are you ready?" I whispered softly to him running my now erect cock across his backside.
Swallowing hard as he looked down between us, "I... I'm... a..." he stuttered.
"A virgin?" I smiled coyly at him, "I know, I could see it in your eyes. Don't worry, I'll be gentle," I assured him licking across his cheek
Closing his eyes for a moment, he then looked up at me an nodded, a sign I was willing to accept as a yes. Positioning the tapered tip of my cock against his tight pucker, I leaned forward slightly. Biting his lip as I pressed against his ring it slowly started to spread.
Leaning my head forward I whispered in his ear, "Relax, you will enjoy this, I promise."
With the assurance I gave him he relaxed slightly giving way to my cock as it began to slide in. Gasping in pain as I gained entrance to his tight virgin hole he arced his head back exposing his neck to me, I happily obliged the gesture of submission by gently sinking my teeth into his neck warranting a cry of pain, but I knew he was enjoying it.
Sliding my cock in deeper until hilted him, my thighs pressed up against his ass. His cry of pain turned into pleasure shortly after I began to set into a pace, pulling most of the way out before thrusting back in to the hilt. I took notice of his paws on my back when his claws dug into my flesh causing me to thrust harder.
My knot starting to form as it pressed against his pucker, stretching it ever so much more with each thrust. Tightening my grip on his neck I gave a final thrust causing him to scream out in pain and pleasure as my fully engorged knot forcefully pushed into him, his claws raking across my back as I let forth a deep growl into his neck. Seed now jetting from the tip of my pulsing cock deep inside him, his cock spraying its load across our chests.
Releasing my grip on his neck I licked marks left on his neck from my teeth puncturing his skin. His breathing was heavy and sporadic as I looked down on him. It seemed I had exhausted him as for his eyes were closed and his arms no longer clinging to me but instead lay motionless at his sides. Pulling him up against my chest as we lay there in silence, I too, soon drifting to sleep.
I awoke looking up to the ceiling, a skylight giving way to the starry night sky. Moving my arm beside me to find an empty bed I rolled on my side, the table beside the bed laid my shirt, cleaned and stitched up folded on top of my pants and doublet. A basin filled with water was next to them as well as a cloth.
Dipping my paw in, the water was still lukewarm. Taking the cloth from this side of the basin I dunked it in the water letting it soak for a moment before pulling it out and wringing it out. Cleaning the cum from my fur as well as giving myself an overall cleaning, it was refreshing to clean ones self with clean water.
Dressing in my clothing I examined the sleeve after tying my doublet , it made me smile to myself seeing such care put into his work. Dawning my hat I straightened my belt and slung my bag over my shoulder. Moving to the door I looked back over the room before reluctantly leaving.
Passing through the door to the bar I looked around for Tevan but with no luck I left the tavern. Sluggishly moving up the darkened street, reading the directions I was given I made my way to the supply shop just as they were closing. After some well placed words and a couple silver pieces he let me in to gather what supplies I needed.
Lugging the bags of supplies on my shoulders down to the dock I found my boat and tossed the bags aboard. Pulling the list from my pocket I checked off the few things I had on my list, coming to the bottom of the list read "Tevan" with and unmarked box beside it.
A soft paw rested on his shoulder as he turned to find Tevan standing there, "Take me with you... please?" he said looking at me with pleading eyes.
"What about your family, friends, your home...."
"I have none..."
Taking his paw in mine, I wrapped my other arm around him, holding him close to me, "I'm setting out at the crack of dawn, if you wish to join me go collect your belongings and meet me back here on my ship before I leave."
Breathing a sigh of relief, he wrapped his arms around me and then walked off into the night. I boarded my ship and went down below, thinking about the ocelot as I climbed into my own bed, thoughts drifting as I laid back and went to sleep.
Morning came and I was preparing the mast to set sail when Tevan climbed aboard. With that we sailed off into the rising sun, the fresh air blowing through my fur as I turned the wheel of the ship we headed east.
Tevan placed his belongings below deck and before long had come back up and sat on the deck, leaning on the side looking out into the water filled horizon, leaning back he breathed in the ocean air before turning to me.
"So what should I call you captain? I never caught your name..."