So this is basically an experiment for me cuz it’s the first time I’ve ever written anything here and I apologize for any grammatical mistakes in advance cuz English isn’t my first language!! Anyway my obsession with Izzy has gone a little out of ‘hands’ if you get what I mean so let’s get started I guess?
Warnings: some NSFW, minors DNI
Izzy is…repressed. Like, both emotionally and sexually cuz he’s never really had the chance to express his feelings to anyone cuz of Blackbeard and his job. And given how busy he is, he probably doesn’t really have the time for any sexual sort of activities so…y’know. So whenever he has any typa strong feelings he finds them hard to process, like falling in love with you. He probably struggled a bit but he still managed to confess to you like a normal person for some reason? And for the sexual part I feel like he gets hard like rlly easily? You’d get to see it cuz of the tight leather pants he wears and it’s hot af if you know what I mean.
He’s REALLY sweet when you’re his significant other/someone he truly cares about and loves dearly. He’s probably gonna take really good care of you and bring you food whenever you look kinda tired and he’s always looking out for you no matter what. Keeping you safe and by his side. Whenever he sees you hangry he doesn’t really talk but he tries his best by bringing you your comfort food and letting you rant to him about anything you want. He’ll be the one to cuddle you and wipe away the tears on your face whenever you’re feeling down and you can’t help but to smile at your adorable boyfriend. If you ask him to sing to you he’d sing beautifully or even serenade you to sleep if you want him to. He’d do anything for you, honestly.
He secretly likes training you in swordfighting and stuff cuz he’d get to teach you something new and be in close proximity and intimate with you. He tries his best to be a good teacher (and he is) and asks you if you can follow and takes good care of you during your duels, making sure you never get hurt. You never do because of how skilled he is. He’s the best swordsman in the Caribbean, after all. He’d praise you for your improvement even though he doesn’t really express his true feelings that often because he trusts and respects you a lot.
He gets jealous easily but doesn’t admit it. Whenever you and Stede or Ed get too close he behaves in a really weird way, like staring at you while you guys are talking and sulking a bit cuz he’s pretty insecure about himself. He’d be extra touchy when you guys are in private though, and you’d know something’s off because you usually initiate these actions of intimacy. Then you’ll do Stede’s ‘talk it through’ thing until he feels better and you’ll know about his jealousy because of this. He never blames you though, only blaming himself for not being good enough for you. He’s obviously the best man anyone could ask for though.
He actually sorta likes reading because that’s a way he can actually chill for a bit, without being grumpy about the crew. He wears reading glasses, probably silver ones and he reads to you if you want him to because his love language is probably acts of service. He’d actually enjoy this kind of domestic-ish life because he’d almost spent his entire lifetime at sea. Contrary to popular belief, he’d actually brew you tea instead of just coffee even though he prefers black coffee himself. Maybe he’d even buy some fine tea leaves for his favourite person.
He loves hugging and cuddling, especially during storms and cold weather. He loves being snuggled up against your warm body under the sheets. It almost feels like he’s back home. You remind him of home and he’d definitely want to start a family with you someday. He’d be shy and brush it off if you mentioned it though. He’d like it when you call him Daddy, honestly.
Yeah so I guess that’s it!! I hope you guys have enjoyed reading this and I’d appreciate constructive feedback as well! <3
Maybe steady hands with an S/O who is a really skilled pirate and they help Train Steve and spar with Izzy and Ed????
Thank you and your writing is amazing
Thank you! I’m sorry this took me so long to get out
Summary: Stede seeks your help with training, and you having a sparring session with Ed and Izzy
Relationships: Steddyhands x gn reader
Word count: 1.4k+
Warnings: None that I can think of
“It’s not fair.” Stede pouts as his head lays on your lap, your fingers threading through his golden curls.
“What’s not fair babe?”
“How I have three incredibly skilled partners, and then there’s just me.”
“Hey you’re skilled too,” you assure him.
“Not at pirating,” he huffs.
“You just have less experience than us honey, we’ve been on ships for years, we had no choice but to get good otherwise we’d be long dead.”
“I’m glad you’re not”
“Hm?”
“I’m glad you’re not dead”
You chuckle at his sincerity. “Thanks babe.”
“Will you help me train?” He asks.
“I thought Iz was helping you with that.”
“Yeah but he shouts at me, a lot” he pouts again, but you know he enjoys it really, you’ve seen firsthand how hot and flustered he still gets when Izzy starts to get a bit frustrated. You’ve walked in on them several times after training, starting to feel a little hot yourself, and glad that your partners haven’t killed each other.
“Thought you’d ask Ed to be honest.” You admit.
“Ed’s too soft on me, need someone that won’t lie to me about how I’m doing.”
You nod in understanding, Ed is definitely a big softie when it comes to his partners, getting to know him properly and eventually seeing that softer side has been something you’ll always treasure.
“Sure I’ll train you.”
“Thanks darling.”
“Right now though I have a better idea.”
Before he can question what that might be, you bend down, your hand caressing his cheek, Stede let’s out a little noise as your lips collide. Soon he’s kissing you back passionately, his hand gripped into the fabric of your shirt as if trying to pull you closer. You certainly don’t get any training done that day.
“Okay my turn!” You plead, as nice as it is to watch Izzy and Ed sparring, you wanted your own turn.
Not that it wasn’t nice to watch them, really nice, the way Ed’s arms flex as he wields his sword, the sweat currently dripping down Izzy’s bare chest, and pooling in those beautiful tits.
“I choose Iz first” you declare, taking your sword out and pointing it in his direction. “If you accept?”
Izzy raises an eyebrow in amusement “I accept” he replies, quickly drawing his own sword.
You liken the way you spar with Izzy more to an intricate dance, weaving and ducking as your swords clink together in a beautiful harmony. You try your best not to get distracted by that beautiful chest, the dark hair that sits there that you love to run your fingers through.
You carry on this dance between you, Ed whooping and cheering for you both as you move across the deck with ease. Neither of you pull out any moves to best the other yet, enjoying this session way too much to want it to end quite yet. You continue with gusto and precision, your chest heaving slightly from the exertion.
You’re happy to see that Izzy appears to be just as affected as you are, the lust in his eyes is apparent and his trousers certainly look tighter than they did, but you know that won’t affect his performance, he can match you any day of the week.
Eventually you manage to best him, knocking the sword out of his hand, you bring your own sword up, the tip pressed to his chin.
“Do you surrender first mate Hands?” you ask, your breath mingling in the small space between you.
Izzy closes the distance as you lower your sword, claiming your lips.
“My turn.” Ed interjects after he’s bored of waiting, you turn your attention to him giving him a peck on the lips.
“I meant at sparring but I’ll take it,” Ed shrugs, going in for another kiss.
“Oh right,” you giggle, “in that case.” You pick your sword back up from where it previously fell, pointing it in Ed’s direction.
“Captain Blackbeard, I challenge you to a duel,” you say, knowing that calling him that will wind him up a little.
“Seriously?” He rolls his eyes at your teasing, “but yes, I accept.”
The clashing of swords fills the air as you both move around the deck with ease, it’s similar to sparring with Izzy, yet there’s something different in the way Ed moves. There’s also a darkness in his eyes, one that had once scared you, yet now it just makes you feel warm inside.
Izzy stands to the side as he observes, not as vocal as Ed, but still appreciative of what he was seeing. He knows Ed’s an amazing swordsman, they’ve fought together for years, trained together when they were just boys, taught each other tricks that they’d picked up.
You though had been more of a surprise to him, he’d been so used to discovering that most of the crew were useless twats, that he’d expected you to be just the same. Oh how he had been wrong, the first time he’d seen you fight during a raid he’d been so distracted that he had almost got himself stabbed.
But there’s something about watching you and Ed sparring together that just does something for him, the way you both move together as one. He has to adjust himself slightly as he continues to watch you both.
He’s so entranced that he doesn’t even notice Stede’s presence until the man puts an arm around him, his hand instinctively going to the sword that is now back at his side.
“Jesus Christ, Bonnet, where did you come from?”
“They’re good aren’t they?” Stede says.
“Better than good.”
“I wish I was as good as the three of you are.” Stede says wistfully.
Izzy clams up a little, he’s not the best at reassuring people, but it turns out it’s something you have to do quite a lot when you have three partners, so he’s getting better.
“You’ll get there, Bonnet.”
“Thanks Israel,” Stede beams at him, Izzy wouldn’t admit it but he loves making Stede smile like that.
His attention turns back to where you and Ed are still sparring, you’re putting up a good fight but Ed manages to disarm you with a trick that Izzy had taught him many years ago. Not that you seemed to mind, if the two of you making out on the deck is anything to go by.
“How about we have our own fun?” Stede whispers. Izzy nods, allowing him to be guided to the cabin.
“Move that foot here,” you say, attempting to get Stede in a proper stance. “You need to be more on the back foot.”
“Like this?” Stede asks.
“Kinda, just shift your weight slightly, that’s better. Now try and attack me.”
Stede shifts forward, but you’re easily able to predict which way he’s going and block him. He tries again and again but each time he makes it too obvious which way he’s going to go.
“This is useless,” he sighs. “Izzy’s right, I’m totally incompetent.”
“He didn’t mean that,” you assure him. “He just gets frustrated sometimes.”
“He’s right though.” Stede sniffs.
“C’mon babe, one more try, and if you do well I’ll give you one of those back rubs you love so much.”
“With the orange oil?” he asks.
“Of course, but first you need to get a hit.”
Stede seems a little bit more determined after that, brow furrowed in concentration as he adjusts his stance. He uses everything you’ve taught him so far to try and get a hit, it takes him a while but eventually he lands one.
“Y/N I did it!” Stede exclaims.
“You did, well done babe.” You praise.
“Do I get the back rub now?”
“Go on then, I suppose you’ve earned it.”
Stede’s skills slowly start picking up, perhaps your slightly softer but not too soft approach is what does it, or maybe it’s the promise of back rubs whenever he does something well. You and your two other partners are currently sat on crates watching as Stede swings from a rope and lands on his feet.
“You wouldn’t even be able to tell that half an hour ago he was laying on the floor complaining of rope burn.” Izzy whispers, making you and Ed laugh.
“Yeah tenth time round and he’s almost a pro.” Ed replies.
“Guys did you see that one?” Stede asks as he runs up to the three of you, chest heaving from exhaustion. “I didn’t fall over or anything.”
“Well done, babe.” Ed praises.
“Yeah good job, Stede.” You add.
“Can we go back to the cabin now?” Stede asks, slightly out of breath. “I think I might need a little lie down after all that.”
Ed wraps an arm around Stede leading him below deck. “C’mon love let’s go.”
You and Izzy follow closely behind, your arm linked with his, excited for an evening with your partners.
Summary: Stede, Ed and Izzy surprise the reader for their birthday.
You had been with the two captains and Izzy for a few months now. Sharing their bed, relishing the warmth of their embraces, and basking in their company each day had transformed the ship into the safest haven you’d ever known. Stede was always non-judgmental and supportive, encouraging you to open up about your feelings, something you had previously kept bottled inside. Edward, on the other hand, was tender, constantly seeking opportunities to intertwine his fingers with yours or place a gentle kiss on your forehead. This tenderness extended to all his partners, with a special affection reserved for Stede. Meanwhile, Izzy expressed his love through protective gestures, insisting on training you in swordsmanship and always being by your side during raids. Expressing your love for them was difficult, but you did your best to show how much you appreciated feeling safe and cared for by each of them.
You stood alone at the bow of the ship, leaning against the rail, lost in contemplation of the endless expanse of the ocean. A chill wind swept down your spine, causing you to shudder. The past few weeks aboard had been unusually cold. Absently, you ran your fingers along the ridges of the wooden railing, a solitary number echoing repeatedly in your mind. 30. Today marked your 30th birthday, a fact you kept to yourself, with no intention of sharing it with anyone. Birthdays had always been a source of disappointment for you, especially when you were younger. You’d raised your expectations too high, only to be let down by family members who seemed to forget about you. Recognizing your role in setting yourself up for disappointment, you decided long ago to keep your birthday a secret. After all, you couldn’t be disappointed if you had no expectations.
You made your way back to the room you had quietly slipped out of earlier that morning, curious if anyone had stirred awake yet. Upon returning to the captain’s quarters, you discovered Stede seated at the breakfast table, a spread of your favorite foods laid out before him. You halted in your tracks, eyes widening in surprise before turning to face Stede.
“What’s all this?” you asked in a hushed tone.
Stede rose swiftly, gesturing towards the array of food spread across the table. “I hope you don’t mind. I asked Roach to prepare breakfast for you. It’s your birthday, after all.”
“How did you…” you began, but before you could finish your sentence, a memory surfaced. When you first joined Stede’s crew, you recalled him asking each crew member about their birthday, with Lucius diligently recording it in his journal. Back then, you had assumed it was merely for record-keeping purposes, but now, realizing Stede’s genuine nature, you understood he had truly wanted to know.
A rush of emotion surged through you as you took in the thoughtful gesture Stede had orchestrated. Sensing the change in your expression, Stede swiftly crossed over and clasped your hand.
“I hope this is okay. I know you didn’t tell any of us, but we wanted to celebrate you,” he expressed earnestly.
“It’s perfect,” you whispered back, a genuine smile spreading across your face.
Stede lifted your hand, tenderly placing a kiss upon your palm. “That’s a relief,” he remarked with a long sign before adding, “The rest of the crew insisted on having a party tonight to celebrate you.”
Though the crew was known for seizing any excuse to celebrate, your smile remained, touched by the unexpected effort made on your behalf. You spent the remainder of breakfast in the company of Stede, engrossed in his tales of his childhood, and he inquired about yours with genuine interest. His sweet smile never wavered, his attention fully focused on you, absorbing every word you shared. As the meal neared its end, Stede paused, his expression suggesting he was contemplating something.
“What is it, Stede?” you inquired, curious about his sudden change in demeanor.
“Why didn’t you tell us it was your birthday?” he asked, his fingers finding yours and wrapping around them comfortingly.
“I just didn’t think it was that important.” as you said those words out loud, you felt a pang of guilt for keeping it to yourself.
At this response, Stede rose from his seat, leaning in close to you. “Everything about you is important,” he declared softly before sealing his words with a tender kiss. The gentle touch of his lips against yours caused your heart to flutter. Stede had always possessed a remarkable talent for making people feel cherished and wanted.
After breakfast, you made your way back onto the deck, greeted by cheerful birthday wishes from the crew members you passed along the way. As you squatted down to examine some of the knots on the deck, ensuring they were securely fastened, you suddenly felt a strong pair of hands lift you to your feet. You turned around to face the person who had lifted you, and there stood Edward, hands confidently on his hips, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Edward rasped, shooting you a disapproving look.
“Checking knots,” you replied matter-of-factly.
“As your captain, I’m going to have to order you to stop,” he demanded, though a playful smirk danced on his lips. “No fucking work on your birthday.”
His words left you wide-eyed in surprise, but before you could respond, he planted a warm kiss on your forehead. Then, with a gentle touch, he turned you around and guided you with his hands on your shoulders towards the bow of the ship. As you reached the beakhead, Edward’s arms enveloped your waist, drawing you closer to him. His lips embarked on a tender journey, leaving a trail of soft kisses along your neck. Overwhelmed by the sensation, you closed your eyes, allowing yourself to simply savor the feeling of his lips against your skin. Edward’s love language had always been touch, so it was fitting that he would whisk you away to simply have his hands on you, expressing his affection through physical closeness.
He nestled his head next to yours, resting his chin on your shoulder. “You’re perfect,” he murmured softly, holding you in that intimate embrace for quite some time. With playful kisses and gentle caresses, he teased you all the while keeping you securely wrapped in his arms. A part of you acknowledged that simply spending part of your day wrapped in his arms made it infinitely better than any birthday celebration you had ever experienced. Throughout the rest of the day, Edward found any excuse to draw you into his embrace, holding you close at every opportunity.
As the evening approached, you spotted Izzy nervously pacing the quarterdeck, but his restless movement ceased the moment he caught sight of you ascending the stairs to where he stood waiting.
“Hey, Iz,” you greeted him, approaching with a soft smile. Tenderly, you used your fingers to brush his hair back from his face. “What’s wrong?” you whispered, concern evident in your voice.
He reached into his pocket and withdrew a small wrapped package, extending it to you with a bashful glance downward.
“You got me a gift,” you teased, enjoying the ease with which Izzy blushed at your playful remark.
“Fuck off,” he grumbled in response, his tone affectionate despite the mild protest.
You delicately unwrapped the brown paper to reveal a small dagger nestled within. Running your fingers along the top of the blade, you couldn’t help but admire its beauty.
“To protect yourself. Now that I finally trust you enough not to stab yourself,” Izzy remarked with a wry grin, his words laced with playful sarcasm.
You secured the dagger at your side, then reached your arms around Izzy’s neck, drawing him close as you pressed a kiss to his lips. Allowing him to pull you even closer, you reveled in the warmth of his embrace.
You spent the remainder of the night dancing with your partners and friends, immersing yourself in the music and fully embracing the joy of the celebration. Over the flickering glow of the birthday candles on the cake Roach had lovingly prepared, you gazed at the men you loved, your friends surrounding you, and in that moment, you realized that your birthday had been perfect. It had surpassed all your expectations. With a soft smile directed at Ed, Stede, and Izzy, you took a moment to appreciate the love and warmth they brought into your life before blowing out the candles. The rest of the night was spent nestled in the arms of each of your partners, and as the evening drew to a close, you found yourself curled up between Ed and Izzy, Ed’s other hand intertwined with Stede’s. You came to realize that any birthday spent with them would always be perfect, simply because they were all there.
Ship: Steadyhands x Reader
Request by @bbygrill18!
Notes: My very first request!! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
Featuring my favorite boys helping afab!reader with period cramps. I decided to stick with gender neutral pronouns so everyone can enjoy! (Hope that’s alright!)
Warnings: mentions of blood/period things, some implications of Y/N being treated poorly on past crews (nothing more severe than canon)
You woke up feeling like you had been stabbed.
Well, shit.
There go your plans to have a lovely day with your lovers.
You weren’t sure if it was better when you knew it was coming or when it was a shock. On the one hand, when it came slowly, you could plan ahead. But it also meant that the anticipation loomed over you like a knife. When it came quickly, you couldn’t plan but you also couldn’t dread it. Honestly it sounded like one of those annoying choices where you didn’t actually have a real choice. Between a rock and a hard place.
Of course your preference didn’t matter to your body so when you’d woken up this morning with a familiar dull ache in your abdomen, you hadn’t been able to plan (though considering that you’d been on cloud nine ever since starting a relationship with all three of your crushes, you probably wouldn’t have been able to plan all that well).
The first time you’d gotten your monthly after moving into the captains’ cabin with your lovers and of course it had to be a bad one of course… And you already knew it would only get worse later in the day.
It took a tremendous amount of willpower to wriggle out of Ed’s arms and away from Stede’s warmth and the soft silky sheets. Both because of how much they both cling to you in their sleep (adorable) and because you really wanted nothing more than to curl up in their arms for the foreseeable future. Izzy, being the workaholic he was, had long since woken up. Ed whined under his breath as you made your escape and you paused just long enough to plant a kiss on his cheek. “Sorry love.”
You all but ran into the bathroom. Sighing in annoyance as you gathered your things, you quickly switched out your sanitary products. (Of course as soon as Stede had found out about you, he’d gotten you all the best supplies money could buy, making sure to buy each kind since he didn’t know what your preference was.) You’d usually stay and eat with your lovers but you wanted to get some work done before your cramps got worse so you grabbed a quick bite of breakfast and then went on your way.
You knew that it wouldn’t take long for your partners to notice that something was off, but you could delay for a bit longer.
Honestly you had no idea what to do. You’d been on different crews before joining up with the Revenge and back then you’d just work through the pain. Both because time off wasn’t a luxury you could afford and because you knew most ships weren’t too kind about women on board. On the rare occasions that it got unbearable, you managed to play it off as an illness.
You'd have been able to just take a day or two off on the Revenge, courtesy of Stede’s generous vacation policy. But you usually just worked through it. You hadn’t been a pirate nearly as long as Ed or Izzy but you certainly knew how unforgiving the world could be about weakness. And even though you knew that you were safe here, it was a hard habit to break.
Izzy stared at you with a raised eyebrow as you walked on deck, clearly surprised that you were awake so early. He returned your overcompensatingly chipper “Good morning” with a mumble of “morning…?” which sounded confused enough to be a question.
You tried to ignore both him and the building throbbing pain in your gut as you went about checking the rigging and redoing a few knots.
You could feel Izzy looming. But you wanted to avoid the incoming conversation so you did your damndest not to think about it as you adjusted the rigging. As you finished that up you turned and nearly barreled into Izzy, who had apparently been looming over you this entire time.
“Are you alright?” His tone sounded closer to an accusation than a question but you knew Izzy well enough to know just from the look on his face that he was worried. “Are you sick?” He added before you could answer, glancing down at where your arm was wrapped around your midsection.
“Yeah, I’m fine! No worries.” You immediately dropped your arm, trying to make it look casual as you instead leaned back against the railing.
Izzy narrowed his eyes then, after a brief pause, grabbed you by the arm and all but dragged you towards the cabin.
“Izzy!” You yelped in surprise. You tried to pull your arm free but, while Izzy’s grip was gentle enough not to hurt you, it was unbreakable. You gave up rather quickly as you knew full well that in a battle of strength, Izzy would win so you allowed him to drag you into the captains’ cabin and all but threw you in.
Stede seemed to be in the middle of preparing breakfast while Ed was still huddled up in bed, only his hair and one arm visible from under the covers. Stede beamed at your sudden arrival. “Good morning, loves!”
“Morning.” You couldn’t help but smile when you saw that expression on Stede’s face. It was adorable.
You were all ready to drop the subject of your less than stellar condition but it seemed that Izzy was not. He stood leaned against the doorframe, notably blocking you in. “There’s something going on with them and they’re not telling me what it is. They might be sick.” He reported, the edge in his tone barely noticeable. “Do the talk-it-through shit.”
Stede’s face immediately fell and Ed’s head popped up from under the sheets.
“Oh darling, come sit.” Stede patted the couch and smiled, concern clear on his face.
You sighed. “It's really not a big deal…” You waved your hands dismissively.
“Pish posh!” Stede exclaimed and gently pulled you into the couch and pressed a cup of fresh tea into your hand. “If it’s bothering you then it most certainly is a big deal.”
You were about to dismiss again when you were suddenly grabbed from behind, a curtain of dark hair blocking your view as you tried to look around. Ed leaned against you from behind the couch. In a shockingly graceful movement for a man who had just dragged himself out of bed, Ed clambered over the couch and positioned himself at your side and wrapped his arms and legs around you.
You were officially trapped. Well, honestly you had been since the moment Izzy had grabbed you but now with Ed clinging to you, Stede’s unfairly convincing smiles and Izzy guarding the door, escape had officially become impossible. You sighed and relaxed fully, accepting your fate of a rather awkward conversation.
Izzy still lingered by the door, though whether he was more worried about you running away or someone sneaking up on you while you were vulnerable, was hard to guess. It may very well be both.
Stede dropped down into a somewhat awkward squat to be on eye level with you and put his hands over yours on the cup. “Well love? What’s the matter? You know my rule on this ship. We talk it through…”
“As a crew.” You finished with a small smile. You resisted the urge to minimize again and just stated flatly. “It’s my time of the month and I’m in quite a bit of pain.”
You managed to avoid laughing when Izzy raised a brow and whispered a soft confused “That hurts?” to himself, seemingly genuinely confused. But your composure didn’t last.
Ed mumbled a sleepy “What time?” He buried his face into your shoulder and added, “Tuesdays? Bet it’s a fuckin’ thing.” You couldn’t help but snort at that. You were fairly sure Ed was grinning as well, probably hoping to make you laugh.
“Oh honey,” Stede soothed. “Is there anything I can do to help? What do you normally do?”
You sighed, gently sipping your tea. “I don’t usually do anything actually. Just do what I do everyday.” Poor Stede looked heartbroken. “Most ships aren’t all that excited to have a woman on board.” You reminded. “I couldn’t exactly say what was really wrong and if I was ‘sick’ too much I’d probably get tossed overboard for the trouble. What kind of ship would want a crew member who got bedridden every month?”
Izzy hissed in sympathy. You had no doubt he’d worked through illnesses before. Even Ed clung to you a little tighter.
“That’s horrible, dear.” Stede sympathized. You shrugged in response. That was just how things were. “But you know that here you can take all the time you need.”
“You always make me rest. Rather hypocritical.” Izzy added.
“I know. I know. But it’s an old habit. Sorry for keeping it from you.” You responded.
“I could take a nap.” Ed mused. You almost rolled your eyes. Ed was the only person you’d ever met who could sleep for a million years and still decide to go back to bed when he woke up. “Might make you feel better?” He offered.
“How about a heat pack as well? They always seemed to help Mary.” Stede offered.
“Never tried one. I’d like to though.” You smiled lightly.
“I’ll get it.” Izzy jumped at the chance to help and all but ran out of the cabin, mission acquired.
You chuckled, finishing your tea. Stede was quick to take the cup. Ed, seeing that you no longer had a breakable cup in your hand was quick to stand, pulling you up with him. You yelped in surprise but were smiling. “Ed! Careful!” Stede softly reprimanded.
Ed ignored him and curled up in bed with you in tow. He was quick to pull you up against him, being the big spoon for once.
Stede stepped in and gently wrapped both of you in blankets. Stede planted a kiss on Ed’s cheek then yours. “You rest. I’ll get you something to eat alright? And some chocolate?”
“Chocolate.” You mused. “Yes please.”
Stede smiled and left the room with a chipper “Be back in a moment.”
Mere moments after Stede left, Izzy returned. He’d been so quick you were wondering if he’d run all the way to the kitchen to get the hot water and the water skin. Knowing Izzy, he probably had. He paused just long enough to grab a very soft towel to wrap the water skin in and knelt by the bed so he could gently help you rest it against your abdomen. The heat was heavenly against your skin, the cramping going from painful to barely uncomfortable. You breathed a sigh of relief.
“Better?” Izzy asked, almost hopeful.
You nodded, “Much better.”
Izzy hesitated, his fingers twitching towards your hand from where they were on the bed. You took the initiative and grabbed his hand. He gently caressed your hand. “How badly does it usually hurt?” He asked, clearly still upset that you were in pain.
You tightened your grip on his hand. “Depends. Can be really bad or just annoying. Kind of feels like getting punched in the gut to be honest.” You admitted. “Sucks.” It honestly felt kinda good to vent a little.
Izzy sighed. “I have to go back on deck. Someone has to make sure those idiots don’t sink the ship.” Even though he said idiots, his tone was softer. You smiled, glad that he was warming up to the crew. “I’ll make sure to get you another heating pack when this one gets too cold.” With Izzy in charge of that, you doubted you’d have even a second of not having a good heating pack. “Ed,” Izzy addressed. “Make sure they don’t try to go back to work.” He was almost verbatim quoting you the last time he’d gotten sick.
Ed grinned and released you with one hand just long enough to give a somewhat snarky salute. “Gotcha.”
Before Izzy could leave, you gently pulled his hand up to your lips, planting a soft kiss on his knuckles. “Thank you so much Iz. You’re the best. I love you.”
Izzy, just like he had the first time you had kissed him, turned every shade of red and stood up so quickly he nearly fell. He mumbled a mix of ‘thank you’, ‘fuck’, and ‘love you too’ and bolted. You chuckled lightly.
“And you always tell me not to tease him?” Ed mumbled into your neck. You could feel his breath on your skin. “Hypocrite.”
You chuckled breathlessly. “How is it teasing for me to tell one of my boyfriends how much I love him? I love you too, of course. Is that teasing?” You teased. You adjusted, leaning against Ed more and hiding under the blankets.
Ed laughed and planted a soft kiss on the back of your neck. “Love you too.” The two of you sat in silence for a moment. “You know…” Ed broke the silence and you could tell from his tone of voice that he was about to be a menace. “We are all bloodthirsty pirates after all… If you’re still up for it.” It took you a moment. Then Ed said “Wink wink” out loud and it clicked.
“Edward fucking Teach.” You tried to sound disappointed in him but it was severely undercut by how much you were trying to hold back your laughter.
“What?” The menace in question replied, feigning innocence. He planted another kiss where your shoulder meets your neck. “You love me, remember?” He teased.
You groaned but laughed. “Of course I do, you menace.”
You relished the incredible situation you found yourself and could hardly believe it was real. Here you were, one of your lovers holding you, another fetching you your favorite food, and another making sure you were safe and bringing you heating packs. It was such a difference from all the times you’d been curled up alone on other ships that it may well be heaven.
A/N: Hope I did the request justice!
These ridiculous, adorable, and unhinged boys are so fun to write.
Extra Headcanons: You send the boys to get supplies (modern au)
Ed at the store, talking loudly on the phone, 100% seriously: Babe! I’m in the pad aisle, what size pussy you wear?
Hearing you laugh over the phone is 1000% worth all the weird looks
He makes a very interesting picture, decked out in leather with a thick beard and tattoos with a small pastel colored box under his arm
Stede, returns with a shopping cart full of products (he bought one of each size and brand): I wasn’t sure if the colors meant different things ( ; ω ; )
Also bought snacks, three different heating packs and probably anything else in the store that claimed to help.
Izzy, the only one who already knew what you needed since he spotted the box before and made a mental note, walking back to you with a death grip on the shopping bag since this is for you and you need it and trusted him to get it: *intense focus*
Modern!Izzy would complete any task that his partners gave him with the same steely determination as Canon!Izzy handling a raid
Would 100% stab anyone getting in the way of him getting you what you need
PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS CAN I HAVE A TOOTH ROTTINGLY FLUFFLY HURT/COMFORT FIC WITH STEDDYHANDS X READER
Reader gets pretty messed up mentally and physically after getting kidnapped by the British navy and they all comfort them and patch them up??? Either he/him or they/them pronouns if possible 🩷🩷🩷
Summary: Coping with the aftermath of being held captive by the British Navy, your partners do their best to look after you
Relationships: Steddyhands x Reader
Word count: 2.7k+
Warnings: Descriptions of injuries, hand wavey pirate medical care, brief mentions of suicidal ideation, mentions of panic attacks and nightmares
A/N: Sorry this took so long, I kinda got carried away with this one oops, I hope there’s enough fluff in there, I got quite into the hurt/comfort part. They/them pronouns for reader
Stede carried you to the captain’s cabin carefully, scared of hurting you further. Ed and Izzy not far behind, Izzy barking some orders at a worried looking crew before slamming the door behind him. You jump at the sudden noise, taking you back to your time in the cell. Stede held you closer, pressing a kiss into your hair, whispering sweet nothings to try and calm you down.
“Sorry” Izzy apologised, chastising himself for making things worse.
You couldn’t help the whimper you let out when Stede lowered you onto the bed you share with all three of your loves. “I’m sorry, darling” Stede apologised, you were quick to assure him it’s not his fault. He was taking such tender care of minding your injuries but they all hurt so much.
One you’re laid onto the sheets, all three men were gently removing your clothes to inspect your injuries. Izzy walked away, your heart ached at the idea of not being near him, but he soon returned, arms full of medical supplies. You suspected that he’d grabbed everything that’s on the ship. Although you felt bad that they were so worried about you, you had to admit it was nice to be cared for.
“Shit Y/N” Izzy exclaimed as he removed your shirt. Your entire torso was covered in bright red cuts from the cat they’d used to torture you. You’d been captured on shore leave, you’d only left your partners sides to get some fresh air. Next thing you know you’re ambushed and taken to a prison owned by the British Navy. Their intentions to torture you to get to Blackbeard and the Gentleman Pirate.
“Oh my darling” Stede cooed, pressing kisses into your hair
“Stede help them sit up for a minute” Izzy asks. Your back matched your front, possibly even worse, ugly raised cuts covering your skin.
“At least we’re matching now Iz” you tried to joke, he humoured you with a huff, offering a small smile that left his lips the moment you looked away again. Izzy and Ed gently work on your back, cleaning it with such tender care, Stede sat beside you holding your hand the whole time.
You hear sniffling beside you to find tears sliding down Stede’s cheeks, it breaks your heart. “I’m sorry”
“What are you sorry for darling?” he asks
“You’re crying because of me”
“Oh honey” he wiped the tears away with the hand not holding yours “I’m upset to see you hurt but it’s not your fault”
“But I wasn’t careful enough, got myself captured like an idiot”
You felt comforting fingers combing through your hair, you somehow knew it’s Izzy, he’s always loved playing with your hair. “It wasn’t your fault love” Ed says “we’re the ones that left you alone”
“I shouldn’t need babysitting” you sulked
“That’s not what Ed means, sweetheart” Stede assured you “it’s just safer if you’re not alone, it’s the same for all of us”
“Yeah next time we’re there we’ll stick together” Ed adds
Shit, you hadn’t considered that one day you might have to return there, the idea made you feel sick. “We don’t really have to go back there, do we?” you could feel your heartbeat rising, your palms suddenly becoming increasingly sweaty.
The three men look at each other, distressed by your sudden panic. “No darling, I’m sure we can avoid going back” Stede says, looking to Ed for backup
“Yeah, there’s plenty of other places we can go, don’t worry about it love” lightly squeezing your shoulder.
“Right your back is all done dear” Izzy says “shall we help you lean back again” They help you lean back against the pillows, it’s painful but you think you’d be in pain no matter how you laid. They do the same for the wounds on your front as you just lay there, mostly staring at nothing. Stede must notice you zoning out as he gives your hand another squeeze, you look to him as he gives you what is probably meant to be a reassuring smile.
They checked the rest of your body, massaging your wrists where they’d been bound for hours, they were so sore, really every part of your body was sore. Once they were sure every injury had been tended to properly, Ed and Izzy awkwardly hovered near you, wanting to comfort you so badly but scared they’d somehow make it all worse.
You took Izzy’s hand, rubbing circles in the back of it. “Join us?” you asked, looking between the two men.
“Are you sure love? We don’t wanna hurt you” Ed replied
“Just do as Y/N says” Stede backs you up, already shuffling closer to the window to make room. They helped you move over until you’re in Stede’s arms, the feel of Stede’s broad chest against your back is a comfort. Izzy slides in next to you with Ed close behind, being surrounded by your partners is pure bliss after the past few days. For the first time in what feels like ages, your body finally lets you rest.
You awoke with a jolt to someone screaming, wait it’s you that’s screaming. You had a nightmare, back in that navy cell as soldier after soldier would come in to torture you as they pleased, as you begged for them to stop and they’d just laugh in your face. Your screaming had of course woken all three men who were wrapped around you but you couldn’t even register them talking as your ears were ringing and your body felt like it was on fire.
One of your partners must have touched your arm to try and comfort you, but to your muddled brain it was a navy soldier wanting to hurt you. You struggled out of their grasp, shooting out of the bed in search of safety.
All three men looked at each other, not sure what just happened, wanting to go comfort you but not wanting to make things worse. Stede, who had been the one to touch you, felt terrible, all he had wanted to do was provide some comfort, he hadn’t wanted to scare you.
“It's not you love” Ed tries to assure him “they woke up screaming, must’ve been having a nightmare, they probably didn’t even know where they were” Logically Stede knew what Ed was saying made sense, but he couldn’t help the hurt he felt when you’d recoiled from his touch.
“What if they don’t want to be with us anymore?”
“I don’t think it’s that” Izzy replied “Y/N has been through a lot, we just have to be there for them”
Stede found you in the auxiliary wardrobe hidden under his golden robe, he had to admit it warmed his heart that you had found safety in an item of his. But he was more worried about you, how small you looked, distress etched into every feature on your tear streaked face.
He approached you in a similar way that you’d approach a scared animal, kneeling in front of you but leaving some space between, not risking touching you again yet. Your brain was clearer now, you were mostly just embarrassed by your outburst. “I’m sorry” your voice so small, it was only audible due to the close proximity.
“Oh darling, you have nothing to be sorry for” Stede assured you “I’m sorry for scaring you back there”
“No” you shake your head, it wasn’t his fault, it’s your fucked up brain. “You didn’t do anything”
He nods in understanding. “I’m assuming you had a nightmare, do you want to talk about it?”
The idea of talking about any of it in that moment seemed impossible, your heart beating faster just at the idea. Another sob tore through you as you shook your head. “I’m sorry, I can’t”
He offered you a small smile “That’s okay dear, Y/N would it be okay if I touched you?”
You didn’t respond with words, instead launching yourself onto him, he took this as permission, wrapping his arms around you, rubbing your back as you cried. “Shh, I’ve got you, I’ve got you my love”
Once your sobs had subsided, he led you back to the bed where Ed and Izzy were waiting for you. You immediately jumped into Ed’s arms, burying your face in his chest, the comforting scent of lavender helping to calm you down. “Shh love you’re safe here, we’ve got you” rocking you gently as it you were a baby, it was actually quite comforting.
You were too scared to go back to sleep that night, worried that the nightmares would return as soon as you closed your eyes. “Stede?”
“Yes darling?”
“Will you read to me?”
He smiled at that, one of his favourite things to do is read to his partners, or anyone for that matter. All four of you settled back into bed, Stede had picked a book of fairytales. You laid your head on Stede’s shoulder so you could see the illustrations, Ed curled around your other side, mindful of your injuries, whilst Izzy laid next to him curled around Ed. Eventually you did find yourself drifting off to sleep again, lulled by the sound of Stede’s voice.
Your stomach turned at the sight of breakfast, Stede had asked Roach to put on a full spread for your first morning back, it was a lovely gesture. But you’d been on reduced rations your whole time in the cell, your stomach had shrunk and eating just felt overwhelming to you.
You nibbled on a croissant hoping it wouldn’t be too much for your stomach to handle, all three of your partners watched you as you ate. You knew they were just concerned but it was kinda off putting, plus it was easily going to give away your lack of appetite.
“Why don’t you have some toast and marmalade?” Stede offered.
“I’m fine thanks babe”
“They’ve barely eaten” Izzy interjects, he sounded angry but you knew he was just concerned about you.
“Izzy” Ed warns
“They need to eat Ed, i’m sure those twats barely fed them”
“Izzy’s right, they could get really ill” Stede adds
Whilst the men were discussing you like you weren’t even there, you found yourself bursting into tears. Once again you were burdening the men you loved the most, you wondered if it had been better if you’d died in that cell. Yes they would’ve been upset but they had each other, now they had to worry about you too.
Stede, who was sitting opposite you, was the first one to notice your tears, immediately running over to comfort you. “Oh my darling” brushing away your tears with his thumb. “I’m sorry, we shouldn’t have been talking about you as if you’re not here”
“It’s not your fault i’m so broken”
“Hey, you are in no way broken” he reassured you
“Stede I can’t even eat a stupid croissant without bursting into tears and now you’re all worried about me”
“It’s only because we love you”
“You don’t have to”
Ed’s head snapped up at that “What?”
“You don’t have to be with me anymore, just drop me off at the nearest port, or even just push me over the side of the ship, everyone would be better off”
Your partners stared at you with wide eyes, shocked that you could say such a thing. Izzy couldn’t take it anymore, you cringed at the sound of his chair scraping against the floor as he stood up, storming off and slamming the door behind him. He wasn’t angry with you, he was furious at himself, he had sworn to protect you and failed, and now you were asking them to throw you overboard. Ed followed him after him whilst Stede stayed to comfort you, guiding you over to the sofa so you could cuddle.
“How about a bath darling? I always find them really relaxing”
It was nice to be able to wash off all the grime, it hadn’t exactly been clean in that cell.
Once the bath had been filled with warm water, Stede guided you to the tub, helping you undress without aggravating your injuries too much. The water was soothing even if it made your cuts sting, it was nice to be clean again after so long. Your eyes closed as Stede gently cleaned your skin, it was soothing to be so cared for after everything that’s happened.
“Does Izzy hate me?” You asked him, worrying about why he had stormed out at breakfast.
“What? No darling, he’s just worried about you like we all are”
“I don’t mean to worry everyone”
“I know love, none of this is your fault, we just want to help you”
“What if I- what if I can’t be helped”
“Oh honey, it’s going to be okay, you have us, and the crew and we all love you and want to help you, okay?” You nodded, maybe Stede was right, they’re your family, maybe they can help you to heal. He takes extra care as he washes the dirt and sweat out of your hair, having clean hair again feels amazing.
You’re resting with Stede on the sofa when Ed and Izzy re-enter the cabin, both men look like they’ve been crying which makes your heart sink, knowing it was probably because of you.
“Iz has something to say” Ed nudged his partner forward
“I- um, I wanted to apologise for storming out”
“It’s fine Iz” you promise him “I know you just needed some time” Ok part of you had been convinced that Izzy was angry at you, but deep down you knew he sometimes needed that time alone to think.
“I just wish there was something I could do”
“Iz love, just having you three here with me is enough”
“Hmm” He wasn’t convinced, he’s used to being in control of a situation, he in no way blames you but everything now feels out of whack and he doesn’t know what to do.
You held your hands out gesturing for him to come closer, once he’s in front of him you held his hands in yours. “I mean it Iz, as long as I have you three I’ll be okay” He nodded, a stray tear falling down his cheek, he knew he would be there for you, whatever you needed. He joined you on the sofa, sitting on the other side, whilst Ed sat next to Stede. You had no idea how long you all stayed like that but frankly you didn’t care.
Over the next few weeks you were slowly recovering, your appetite getting a little better day by day, but you were still occasionally plagued by nightmares and there was that constant nagging fear that it would happen again. You knew you wouldn’t survive it a second time.
It didn’t escape anyone’s notice that you were constantly stuck to the side of at least one of your partners at any given time. Once there was an incident where Stede had left you for a second with Jim and Olu and you started freaking out, he definitely didn’t make that mistake again.
You felt pathetic, but even the thought of being apart from them again, albeit even just in another room, was too much to bear. No one ever commented on it, it was just this unspoken new normal for the ship, where your partners were, you weren’t far behind. They were of course worried about you but were happy that you felt comforted by their presence, plus they had to admit it was comforting to them to know you were safe.
This was fine until the ship was raided, meaning you got separated from your partners, you ended up fleeing to one of the secret rooms. As soon as the raid was over they start to panic about where you’d gone, luckily Lucius had seen you flee and points them in the right direction.
They find you curled up in the corner of one of the smallest rooms, this doesn’t dissuade them from joining you though. It’s a tight fit, what with two of your partners being around six foot, but it’s actually quite comforting to be so close.
They don’t say anything, just huddled close, your breaths mingling in the small space. You still had a long way to go but you knew you’d never have to cope alone.
If you're taking requests still, do you think you could do a Steddyhands x reader smut with and AFAB but gender neutral reader. Recently I've been feeling down so maybe if you could sprinkle in a praise kink that would be great??? No pressure though!!! Love you're writing!
Sorry this took so long!!
Summary: Stede, Ed. and Izzy treat the reader to a fun filled evening
Relationships: Steddyhands x afab gn reader
Word count: 1.6k+
Warnings: 🔞 18+ minors dni! 🔞
“Stede, Ed, Izzy, you in here? I was told you wanted to see me” you call as you open the door to the cabin, you don’t knock anymore, not since they became your partners. Some nights you all share the bed, it’s a bit of a squeeze but it’s worth it to fall asleep surrounded by the people you love most, you’re used to sharing anyway, having spent many a night curled up with your friends on deck. At first glance there’s no sign of any of your partners, but they must be nearby as there’s lit candles on nearly every available surface.
“Ah you’re here” You turn around at the sound of Stede’s voice, eyes immediately drawn to the gold robe that’s loosely tied around him, you’re pretty sure there’s nothing underneath. You’re stopped in your tracks by his beauty, you can’t wait to untie that robe and reveal the delicious present underneath. Run your tongue along the sharp collarbones that are peeking from his robe, run your hands over the curve of his belly.
You approach him slowly, taking in every inch of him as you get closer, reaching out as soon as you close the distance, your hand gripping the collar of his robe and pulling him towards you until your lips meet. You delight in the little noises he makes from the small touches and you can’t wait to get more noises from him.
You push him backwards onto the nearby sofa, your lips still connected as you straddle his lap, hand moving to the tie on his robe, you’re so distracted by his presence that you don’t even notice your other partners entering the room.
“Room for two more?” Ed’s sultry voice booms from behind you causing you to break the kiss to turn your attention to your other partners. They’re both also wearing Stede’s robes, well Izzy’s kinda drowning in his.
“Iz you look-“
“Stupid”
“I think you look cute” Stede interjects which earns him a scowl.
“I agree” you add, earning you a middle finger which you reciprocate with a grin.
“Well I did intend for this to be a group activity” Stede says
“You’d planned this?” you ask, turning your attention back to Stede.
“Yes dear, for you” he replies, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.
“Huh, why?” looking between Stede and your other partners who have now moved further into the room.
“We just thought you deserved a little treat, you’ve been working so hard recently and it’s time for you to relax” his hand gently rubbing up and down your arm as he talks.
You look over to Ed and Izzy who nod in agreement “yeah let us take care of you babe” Ed adds, giving you those eyes that you can’t say no to, not that you really want to say no.
You return to kissing Stede, still straddling his lap as he undoes the buttons on your shirt, the unmistakable look of pure heat in his eyes.
Eventually he breaks the kiss, “how about we take this to the bed? A little more roomy for us all” You nod in agreement allowing yourself to be guided over to the bed by Stede, Ed and Izzy already there waiting for you both.
“Don’t you think you’d be more comfortable with these off” Izzy purrs, fingers already fiddling with the top button of your trousers just waiting for your say so. You nod, heartbeat increasing as he undoes the buttons and starts to pull them down over your thighs, raising your hips slightly to help get them off. Your underwear quickly follows leaving you fully exposed, you note how Izzy’s eyes widen with hunger as they rake over your now naked form.
Soon his lips are on yours, kissing you eagerly with a desire you easily reciprocate. His tongue quickly seeks entry which you grant willingly, allowing him to lick into your mouth with a passion that causes a heat deep inside you. Soon his hand finds its way between your thighs, your breath hitching slightly as his fingers run along the folds before gently grazing against your sensitive clit. He gradually inserts two fingers, slowly pumping them inside of you as you moan into his mouth.
He begins to pick up the pace, his fingers curling inside you as he continues to work you towards orgasm. His mouth is warm on yours and the fingers inside of you are filling you with an intense pleasure that runs all the way through you. You let out a low moan as his finger starts to encircle your clit sending jolts of pleasure through you, and it isn’t long until you reach orgasm, grinding against his fingers to find maximum pleasure.
As you finally stop kissing, Izzy looks particularly pleased with himself and the slight mess he’s turned you into. But before either of you have the chance to say anything you feel a hand running through your hair, turning your head to find a very affected Ed looking at you both with awe.
But right now his attention is on you, he gently pulls you towards him, his lips instantly on yours, it’s different to kissing Izzy but just as good. “Don’t think you’re finished yet love” he whispers before flipping you onto your back on the soft mattress splayed out for your lovers to see. Soon Ed’s lips were all over you as if he had a need to taste every part of you, starting from the soft flesh of your thighs, briefly brushing past your still throbbing cunt before moving his attention to the curve of your stomach. You couldn’t help but shiver under each small piece of contact, heart warming at the gentle care he’s taking as he works his way up to your neck, marking you wherever he could, making sure that Izzy wasn’t the only one to claim you.
Ed’s hands hold onto your hips as he kisses you reverently, fingers digging in slightly as if he never wanted to let you go “so good for us, so beautiful” he praises between kisses. He continues to cover every inch of you, his warm breath coasting over your skin causing you to shiver slightly. You’re practically vibrating with anticipation by the time he makes his way back to your cunt, moaning with relief when his tongue finally makes contact. Ed expertly licks and sucks at your soaking cunt, sending jolts of pleasure through your entire being, every nerve ending on fire.
His tongue is gentle but determined, a man starving yet wanting to savour his meal. He knows you, knows what you like, how to make you a squirming mess below him. You could barely think as he continued to lick and suck, occasionally nipping lightly at the delicate folds, his tongue swirling over your clit as he brings you closer to completion. The feeling of his hands and mouth is almost overwhelming, your cunt throbbing around his tongue as he works you through your orgasm.
As Ed emerges he’s grinning from ear to ear, obviously delighted with himself as he licks his lips, relishing the leftover taste of you. You could say he looks smug with how easily he turned you into this gooey mess below him. But you couldn’t find it in yourself to care, you love how eager your partners are to pleasure you, as you are about them, but right now this was clearly about you and you were more than okay with that.
You were just starting to wonder if they were finished when Stede appears in your field of vision, delicately brushing sweaty strands of hair out of your face. “There’s my beautiful y/n”
“Mmf” was all you could manage back, not that Stede minded, he could talk enough for the both of you, all four of you even.
“Think you can manage a third?”
You nod eagerly in response, excited to see what he has in store. You tug gently at the robe he still has on, deciding that you don’t want any fabric between you for whatever is about to happen. “off”
Stede silently obliges, confirming your early suspicion that there was in fact nothing underneath that robe. Your hand reaches out, desperate to run through the golden hair on his chest decorating those beautiful tits of his. “Mm thar feels good, you always know just what I like” he moans. “I’d like to make you feel good now too, if you’re amenable?”
“Please”
You watch as he takes the small vial of oil, rubbing some over his prick, you can feel your cunt twitching in anticipation. He kisses you deeply and passionately, his hands roaming your body like the explorer he is. Your breath hitches slightly as enters you, his length filling you well, oh how you love how he feels inside of you. “You’re doing so well darling, taking me so well” his praise never failed to make you blush.
Pleasure courses through you as his hips start to shift in a steady rhythm, eyes fixed on yours with a deep hunger “look at you, so pretty laid there just for me.” As he continues to rock his hips you become overwhelmed with emotion as he hits that sweet spot, that along with the sweet words he keeps peppering in is almost enough to send you over the edge.
“Fuck I’m so close” he exclaims, echoing your sentiments. After a couple more shifts he’s spilling inside of you as you go through your own orgasm, your cunt clenching around his prick. He collapses onto you, the weight comforting as you go through the aftershock.
As you come back to yourself you feel a sense of warmth and love for your partners, how treasured they make you feel. A calmness washes over you, it’s as if a warm blanket has been put over your very soul.
After some amount of time, Stede’s voice drifts through the post orgasmic haze that’s clouding your mind. “How about a couple more and then we’ll make you a lovely bath?” he asks as he strokes your hair with tenderness.
You nod, smiling up at him “I think I’d like that.” You could definitely get used to this.
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