So you found it!

His actions and his words were enough for her to confirm a suspicion. That said, he was right about their privacy- barely another ship sailing past for leagues, and those that did were likely on their routes as is. That, and the island was plenty uninhabited.

Of course him feeling her would lead where it was.

"Well now, what are you waiting for? From the looks that won't take care of itself." Another tease, pressing into the bulge.

There's a certainty in those words that snap the chain of his restraint. For dauntless as he is, there wouldn't be recklessness in testing these 'waters' as Morwen's taunting tease managed to melt his mind. There was a singular thought driving that urge and it that lustrous booty that found itself being devoured by his sights. Within one moment those green panties would be drawn down, only for the sound of his buckles to follow as those pants and boxers held no chance.

This ushered a certain sigh of relief once that thick cock found itself bouncing free, smacking up against her firm cheeks in kind. "Then I'll leave that to my dependable.. crew member here.." His voice heaved, that excitement drawing a deepness to it as he begins to position himself, sliding it down that tempting crack until it nestles that tip against her hot slit. Without missing a beat, he'd make good on those words as with a firm ground and push of those hips, he'd begin to breach that pussy in a series of slow and steadied strokes, a hum of pure pleasure rising as he begins to fill her up, inch by inch.

"Mmmm, so.. perfect."

And there it was, his touch on adventure and hunt thickened thighs and gripping a firm buttocks strengthened through nearly 3 decades of hiking and play in the mountain she called home. Even though he couldn't directly see it, her face was turning red, which soon spread to the short tips of her ears. Perfect, firm, juicy even to some folk, and the squeeze didn't help her embarrassment.

"O-oh. So that's how ya wanna play it, captain?" It's asked with a light, if shaky, teasing tone, Morwen moving her hips again in his grasp.

Their playfulness always held an interesting crescendo as he's come to notice. Watching the way she perks up with that powerful form, it only stokes the flames to feed that desire. A low tinted groan follows his lips at the playful note of his moniker, leading to him watching as she'd work that hip control in such a captivating way, a pendulum that practically accentuates a form of hypnotism.

Sora found himself hungrily letting his hands sink in the that firm perfection, letting those fingertips brush firm along her ass cheeks as a greedy clutch worked at those hips. Using his thumbs to flip up her skirt, it was to have that buxom fullness being worked into a more perverse kneading session as he leans in closer, soon allowing those hips sporting a quickly growing bulge to press directly against her crack, allowing that pressure to graze against her skin.

"Mmm hmmm-- I can't let a bounty like this get away easily at all. How about I investigate what you've been stowin' away on this ship?"

Of course, she thought, that he'd knead her butt, Not stopping him from flipping the skirt or his even gripping her the way he was. The bulge being pressed her rear earned another look, the heat starting to rise back into her face.

"Well what's your plan for that? We can easily make it a show, or stow away in your quarters if you want to be more... Hands on with everything else."

Tantalizing ideas danced at both positions as the pleasure sparks an electrifying scale up his hips. Catching a glance of Morwen's flustered expression had immediately solidified one thought in that moment. Feeling the way her supple form was already warming up prompted one of those hands to slide from her ass, dipping along the course of her hip until it edges slower, grazing at her slit as he gives a slow, steadied buck of those hips against her rearside.

"From where we scouted, nothing but a good amount of nature n' privacy surrounding us on this island-- Catching my hard worker in such a position, here n' now." He admits with fervor as that other hand worked at his own garments, allowing those tented boxers to be unveiled next as rocks up against her frame again, throbbing strongly.

"I wanna fill you up."

And there it was, his touch on adventure and hunt thickened thighs and gripping a firm buttocks strengthened through nearly 3 decades of hiking and play in the mountain she called home. Even though he couldn't directly see it, her face was turning red, which soon spread to the short tips of her ears. Perfect, firm, juicy even to some folk, and the squeeze didn't help her embarrassment.

"O-oh. So that's how ya wanna play it, captain?" It's asked with a light, if shaky, teasing tone, Morwen moving her hips again in his grasp.

Their playfulness always held an interesting crescendo as he's come to notice. Watching the way she perks up with that powerful form, it only stokes the flames to feed that desire. A low tinted groan follows his lips at the playful note of his moniker, leading to him watching as she'd work that hip control in such a captivating way, a pendulum that practically accentuates a form of hypnotism.

Sora found himself hungrily letting his hands sink in the that firm perfection, letting those fingertips brush firm along her ass cheeks as a greedy clutch worked at those hips. Using his thumbs to flip up her skirt, it was to have that buxom fullness being worked into a more perverse kneading session as he leans in closer, soon allowing those hips sporting a quickly growing bulge to press directly against her crack, allowing that pressure to graze against her skin.

"Mmm hmmm-- I can't let a bounty like this get away easily at all. How about I investigate what you've been stowin' away on this ship?"

He was certainly given a show- her bust, though marred by several scars, was plentifully enlarged and dangerously engorged, beads of milk still forming on the nipples as she turned to him proper. They swayed a bit with the motion.

"How much of a have are we talking? These things are full enough to probably fill a bucket or two, and that's before anything else decides to happen today."

"Then a good drink now, and get plenty of that saved for the futureeeee... whoa." For an instant he's stunned once more, holding a sense of wonder in his eyes at the view of just how full her breast were. Seeing the way milk were immediately at the point of edging free from those nipples, it hadn't taken a second thought. By now the distance between them had decreased to the minimal, contently leaving him overshadowed by Morwen's generous bust. "Here, let's get a bit of that pressure off." Sora's certainty on the matter held a true branch of shameless as he'd bring those hands to her breast, allowing the warmth of his grip to seize them as that greedy mouth immediately latches to one her nipples. Just a tinge of that sweetness immediately got him prompted. It leads to him hollowing his cheeks, allowing for that suction to increase as he'd happily allow that stream of fresh milk to satiate his hunger. On the other hand, to help alleviate that pressure considering how much she has saved, her other breast would be given a perverse knead as it's gripped and carefully squeezed.

"Seeing how what? Don't give doing the best treasure here. Lot of munny in here, few gems. Thing that one guy at pet could make use of them?"

She wasn't fully paying attention to him, hands deep in the chest to sorry through for whatever might be buried. Rule of thumb- the bigger the box, the better the loot. At least, that's what was in some guild handbook.

That didn't stop her motions, being in just enough for the bottom of her shirt to ride up and show just enough of the top hem of frilly undergarments. Almost as of it was intentional.

This captain found himself brazen the moment she asked of what treasure. Reaching forth, those broad, calloused hands would find themselves pressed along fullness of Morwen's thighs, allowing him to get a taste of that swaying glory before hiking them much higher.

Within moments they'd work in order to cupping the underside of her ass, giving it a bounce within his hand as it's given a sudden squeeze. Just getting a taste of touch made his heart jolt with silent delight. "We'll find the right ends to sell, and the bits to definitely keep-- but I hadn't been talking about anything in that box there."

"You on the other hand, have a true one of a kind right here!"

"A little. You havent lived until you've come out of an owlbear fight without being too dangerously mauled." Her body was a tapestry of scars under the magically attuned garments she wore, fittingly altered for the world they were in.

"Now, help me with this chest would ya? Still can't do that tap thing you do just yet."

A wave of her wave and a cracking of the lock, the large chest was opened enough to push the lid up, Morwen leaving into it with a shake off her hips. Luck have it her clothes gave more than enough enticing show of her buxom buttocks, and her swaying seemed almost teasing.

He'd silently check that on the long list of 'wonders to encounter' down the road. For the time being, a victory had to be savored and the treasure ahead was the perfect example.

"Oooh, then how about we make this a crash course? Seeing howwww---" Oh, exactly what happened to his mind in this instant?

There's an awestruck pause that makes that heart rush the instant Morwen began working the container of their spoils. Yet, golden trinkets were the last thing on his mind, compared to the heightened focus on that heavenly wobbling of a particularly bouncy peach his adventurous partner wields.

Licking his lips, there hardly been a secondly as he steps forth, lost in the pendulum like motion as his hands hovered above, compelled to advance for a particularly different kind of bounty. His face was ablaze with warmth.

"You won't believe this.. but I think I might've found the most incredible treasure here."