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‘Up for it?’ He snorted as he propped himself up on his elbows. 'Watch and learn. I’ve only got one question before we begin.’

On the pillow, beside Niv’s head, his fingers crept towards her ears. His touch was gentle against them at first, barely brushing against them, then suddenly warm. The first flickers of a fire spell danced around his fingertips like the flame on a candle and tickled the tips of her ears.

'How hot do you want it?’

The touch to her ears caused Niv to angle her head upwards, readily meeting the gentle caress of his fingers, lips slightly parted in anticipation.

She let out a heady moan at the sensation of fire licking her skin, and her eyes almost rolled backwards as her eyelids fluttered closed. “Scorching,” she breathed heavily, both hands slowly roaming over his shoulders, gripping and kneading the flesh encouragingly.

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‘Are you proposing a second round, my lady?’

He wrapped his arms around her, rolled over, and pinned her to the bed beneath his not inconsiderable weight.

'Because if I was in charge, that is what I would be doing. No magic tricks this time. Not unless I’m doing them.’

“If you think you’re up for it,” she replied, squirming excitedly underneath him while peering into his eyes. She still hadn’t come all the way down from her previous high, and the promise of another one was enough to set her nerves on fire all over again.

Niv lifted her head from the pillow as one hand reached up to beckon him closer. Her tongue lightly flicked over his lower lip just before her lips melded with his in a searing kiss. “In that case, I’m all yours,” she breathed, offering herself up freely.

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Oran grunted and settled himself under Niv.

‘In front of the crew? If you are seeking a reaction from them, my lady, that will definitely get it.’ He closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of the pillow and the warm weight atop him. ‘But true pleasure of the calibre I offer requires time, my lady. It cannot be rushed. And we leave on the morning tide. Our gallant captain only permitted me leave for one night.’

“You’ll have until just after nine in the morning, then,” Niv told him calmly. “That’s when the morning tide comes in around these parts.”

According to her calculations, that’d give them time to do whatever it was they wanted in the morning and still make it back to the ship in time, depending on how long they slept.

“We better make it a night to remember, then, wouldn’t you agree?” she peered down at him with an almost wolfish grin, lowering her voice to a hoarse murmur as she continued. “I still wonder what you’d do to me if you were left in charge.”

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‘The art of sucking cock is one of the oldest and most respected there is.’

Oran said this with a straight face, and it remained in place while he considered the Wastrel’s tradition. Worth mentioning to the Scamp, perhaps, if only for the arguments which would erupt over what standards “fetching” was judged by and whether it counted if the individual was chasing the sailor with a stick while yelling at them to leave and never come back.

‘Make up all the stories you like,’ he said eventually. ‘I know you just want more of me. Come and wave me farewell if you like. I confess, seeing the crew’s faces is a pleasure I would hate to pass by.’

“Of course I want more of you,” Niv said as if it was the biggest no-brainer in history. “I just had the best sex I’ve had in a long while. I’d be stupid to say otherwise.”

Niv leaned forward so that her she could rest her folded arm on his chest, and she peered down at him with slightly raised eyebrows and a wicked smirk. “I was planning to do more than just wave, though,” she purred, resting her chin on the back of her own hand.

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Niv had hit on precisely Oran’s type, right down to the swooning and the giggling, but her dismissive tone immediately touched his pride.

‘Hardly. Usually I would pursue refined ladies, skilled in the arts, wooing them with my simple charms and way with words. I’ve never met a lady who behaves like that.’

He rolled onto his back again. The arm which wasn’t pinned underneath Niv he used to pull at his beard while he considered her question, before he brought it to rest on the mound of his stomach beneath the covers.

‘If you can’t bear to part from me without a final farewell, my lady, then I can hardly object.’

“Skilled in the arts of what? Sucking cock?” Niv snorted, grinning brightly, gently prodding his arm in a teasing manner.

She watched him as he gave her question some thought, keeping a neutral and calm question. “I just want to see the look on your crewmates’ faces,” she confessed honestly, lightly shrugging the shoulder she wasn’t lying on.

“Used to be a thing back on the Wastrel; whoever brought the most fetching companion from the previous night were given brag rights as well as a free drink in the next port.”

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