I was tagged by @mego42 (thank yooouu <3) to play WIP Wednesday and it’s Tuesday here, but today’s been Hard Work, so have a little snip snip of the next chapter of the pirate au!
“You gonna serve me some?”
His voice is low as he says it, barely audible over the swell of sounds from the Mess, and before Beth can so much as process the words she feels his chest graze her arm. Her gaze darts up, and she swallows thick, heat burning through the loose fabric of her dress, and when did he cross the distance? Close it? How can he move so quietly, how can those hard-soled boots of his shadow her so nimbly?
“You can serve yourself like your men,” she tells him raising her chin, collecting herself, and he laughs again, the sound bright, echoing through the galley, through her head, and then – like it’s nothing at all – he plucks the wooden spoon from her fingers, dips it into the stew and tastes it.
His lips close around the spoon, but it is not that she watches. No, it’s the gentle bob of his Adam’s apple, the movement of his throat shifting the elegant wings of the bird tattooed there, as if ruffling its feathers, and god, how is everything about him so - - so - -
Her heart thumps in her ears.
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