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His hands slid up her sides as she removed her shirt, groping her breasts when she turned around to face him. As they kissed, he tugged down her trousers, struggling to get them down to her knees, then urging her to sit on the table so he could get them and her boots out of the way, leaving her completely naked.

"Tonight? Record time," he hummed a little breathlessly, tugging off his shirt and then lifting her up in his arms to carry her to the bed.

She helped him get both of them naked, then wrapped her arms around him as she was carried to the bed.

Mary tugged him down on top of her and kissed him deeply before rolling so that his back was on the bed. After straddling him, Mary pushed on his shoulders to make him lie down fully.

"Care to test that?" She asked, her lips ghosting over his.

He rolled onto his back, for once trying to lift his weight up briefly. Still, he didn't struggle much, and let her take control of the situation... at least for the moment.

His tongue darted out and lapped at her lips, then he tipped his head up and bit on the lower one, hands firm on her hips. "Do your worst."

She grinned somewhat wickedly and pulled away from him. Mary kissed over his jaw and down his neck and chest before carefully turning herself around to face his feet. She straddled him again as her lips moved over his abdomen and his groin before finally reaching his inner thigh. Her tongue darted out against his hot skin while she gripped his cock in her fist.

He shifted accordingly as she moved, his hands sliding along her sides and rounding her thighs, grin widening as her knees sank to the mattress, framing his head. A surprising yet very pleasant position she'd gotten herself in, and while he hummed softly at the feel of her tongue on him, his head tipped up so he could kiss her between her legs, light and lingering, then planting a trail of soft pecks along her inner thigh.

Mary giggled lightly at the feeling of his lips teasing her thigh - exactly what she was going for. Her fist pumped his cock a few times before she moved her mouth over to it. She licked a stripe up his cock, then took the head into her mouth, sucking hard. "You like that?" she asked quietly after pulling his cock out of her mouth. A dumb question, but they both loved their dirty talk.

"Mm, very," Jim drawled out the words, head sinking on the bed for a moment as his body shifted just so. His hands slid across her breasts, cupping the flesh, fingers pinching her nipples and rubbing slow circles over the hardened tips. His cock wasn't hard just yet, but the way she was working him slow and carefully, it likely wouldn't take long before he was ready for more again. "I find this position very... satisfying."

She shivered when he gripped her breasts, her toes curling. "I'm glad it meets with your approval." It certainly met with hers. Mary laid kisses all over the head of his cock and then down the shaft. Her hand moved down between his legs to tease his balls.

To be fair, most things met with his approval when it came to sex, and the fact Mary had gotten more adventurous over time only pleased him further. Gasping softly at the gentle tease of her hand, he lifted his head up, tilting closer so he could dip his tongue past her folds and lick her slowly and only once.

He was the one who had made her more adventurous and had shown her how much pleasure she could experience. Jim was so skilled and knew exactly how to work her body to drive her insane. When he teased her with his tongue, she bucked her hips back against him, trying to get more contact.

"Are you teasing me, Jim?" She responded by rubbing his balls a bit more and licking the head of his cock with just the tip of her tongue.

He may have made her more adventurous, but still, there was never an instance where she wasn't in favor of trying something new, or even having ideas of her own and going along with them without needing his guidance— as was the case right now. That kind of open mindedness and unashamed yearning and desire was just one of the many reasons why he was always so constantly attracted to her.

"Thought you liked it when i teased you," he hummed, gasping softly as she lapped at the head of his cock, while blood slowly flowed down to his groin. He tipped his head up and tasted her again, tongue dipping into her open in a brief and taunting thrust before pulling out again.

"As long as you don't mind that I return it." Mary sucked his cock back into her mouth, taking him a bit deeper this time and then sucking him out again. It was growing harder for her to be a tease though because she wanted him hard and throbbing for her. She licked another stripe up his cock and took him in her mouth again, this time pushing him as deep as she could go.

"Never," he murmured in answer, knowing full well he meant it, even if she might drive him mad. He loved it just as much when she teased him back, though he knew they were both reaching a point where neither of them would have the patience to keep going for long.

He moaned when she took him into her mouth as deep as she could manage, legs shifting and heels digging into the mattress to stop himself from bucking his hips up. His head lifted up instead, open mouth pressed between her legs as he sucked hard on her wet pussy, this time not pulling away.

Mary cried out when sucked at her, though it was more of a muffled vibration around his cock. She pulled him out a bit so that she wouldn't gag. Her tongue flicked over the head, then she nibbled lightly at it.

"Dammit, Jim," she gasped when his tongue moved over her clit. Mary clutched at the sheets, laying her head on his thigh where she could suck at the base of his cock.

His lips drew away from her for just a brief moment as he moaned, hips bucking again when her teeth teased the sensitive flesh. He breathed deeply and audibly as he sank back down to the mattress, his head tipping up again to mouth at her inner thigh, biting her there.

"Move," he breathed warmly, finding that keeping his head up like this was becoming a little uncomfortable. "Sit on my face. Rub yourself against me."

"Are you sure?" She asked breathlessly, though she didn't wait for an answer. Mary lowered herself carefully until she was flush with his face, though she did not put all of her weight on him. Her hips bucked back and forth.

Once she had established a rhythm, she went back to his cock, taking him inch by inch and then sucking him out again. "Do you want to come in my mouth?" She asked, her voice low with desire. Again, she didn't wait for an answer, simply took him in deep again until the head of his cock brushed the back of her throat.

She didn't wait for an answer but he wasn't going to give her one anyway, not aside from the hum he still let out against her as she lowered herself on him. Parting his mouth wider, he pressed his lips and tongue against her, letting them mold to her as he let her move against his face, grinding down and seeking out her own pleasure like this.

His own hips shifted upwards, a slow and careful motion as he moved towards her mouth. He moaned against her, barely managing a muffled yes against her in response, his hands curling and gripping tightly at her thighs as she kept moving against him.

She pulled him out just a little bit so that she wouldn't gag and then sucked on him hard. Mary would keep that up until he came in her mouth. Meanwhile, she rocked her hips over his face, her clit right above his lips and tongue. It only took a few cants before she came for him, her thighs trembling and her moans vibrating against his cock.

His hips sank back down to the bed, fighting the urge to roll up towards the warmth of her mouth. His lips latched on tighter when she came, mouthing her and lapping in long and quick strokes through her orgasm and then after, swallowing down her taste.

That, coupled with the feel of her mouth working up and down his length, was enough to push him over the edge. A few seconds later he followed, moaning against her warm flesh as he came into her mouth, his hips jerking upwards just a hint despite his best efforts to try to not move.

Mary adjusted for the movement of his hips, drawing her head up a bit so that she did not gag. She knew how Jim was. The hip movement was involuntary and he wasn't trying to hurt her.

She swallowed everything he gave her, then slowly sucked him out after he finished. Still panting, she turned back around so that she could lay her head on Jim's chest and feel his arms around her.

His body sank back down on the bed after he came, a lazy and boneless mass spread across the mattress. His eyes blinked slowly and his breath was audible and shallow at best, his head too light on his shoulders.

He felt her shifting around so she was lying on top of him, and his arms wrapped around her almost instinctively, even if his hold wasn't particularly strong. He was still unwilling to let go just yet. "I like your... ideas."

Mary laughed as best she could while she tried to still catch her breath. "Do you?" She was pleased that he had enjoyed himself, as she certainly had too. "You've opened a whole new world for me, Jim." Everything about it was completely improper compared to her upbringing, but she didn't care. She was happy and she was in love.

"Have I?" He chuckled softly, his question evidently rhetorical. His hands smoothed up and down her back, one moving up to her hair, and he closed his eyes for a moment before he spoke again. This time the question wasn't so rhetorical anymore. "Are you happy, Mary? Is this... enough, for you?"

Mary was quiet for a long moment, simply resting her head on his chest and gently stroking it with one hand. She was happy, that was for sure. But was this enough?

"Jim... I'm not entirely sure how to answer that. You make me incredibly happy. Every moment with you I am happy. I suppose that in order to fully answer your question though I will need to know... what you see for us?"

She knew he loved her in return, but did he see himself with her for the rest of his life? And did he plan for it to be on a ship at sea somewhere? It was hard to settle down when one was constantly moving.

He sighed, looking up to the ceiling. He should have expected that question to be turned around against him, but either way it wouldn't have made much of a difference. He still wouldn't have know what to answer.

"I don't know. I never thought about it." He tried especially hard not to think about it, actually. Things had been so blissfully happy that he didn't even want to know what their future would be. If they even had a future at all. "I can't exactly settle down unless it was somewhere very remote. I'm a wanted criminal, after all."

And... there was another point, which he brought up a little more reluctantly. "If you stay... you will be considered a pirate too, eventually. Even if your father wanted to protect you, he could only do it for so long." And chances were he'd take her back regardless of what she wanted given the chance, in an attempt to claim she had been kidnapped and abused. Certainly better than having people realize she had become one of them.

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