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After an evening full of gentle touches and small glances on the deck, Ed and Stede found themselves longing for each other more than usual. Stede had closed the book he was reading to the crew and crept across the deck, aware that Wee John and Black Pete were already snoring quietly. Ed had been leaning against a cannon waiting for Stede to finish, his legs stretched out comfortably and with his pipe in his hand.
“That was cute,” he whispered, in regards to Stede’s story. “I liked the voices you did.”
“Thank you,” Stede said, averting eye contact and hoping that Ed wouldn’t catch him blushing under the dim lantern light.
“I have a-” “Well I better-” They both said at the same time, after a beat.
“Sorry, you go,” said Ed.
“Oh, I was just gonna say- I have a sofa in my quarters. I could find you a blanket and maybe you could… sleep in there?”
Ed was hoping Stede would ask, and his heart leapt a little at the invitation. He was so relieved it took him a moment to reply, just long enough for Stede to start panicking.
“Sounds good,” Ed grumbled through his beard, determined not to betray the fact that he was excited to keep the night going.
Gently, they tiptoed between the bodies of the snoring crew towards Stede’s cabin. The ship swayed gently in the peaceful night breeze, and tensions between the pair were at an all time high. They couldn’t yet read each other, and each was sure the other did not reciprocate their feelings. That mutual anxiousness only added to the desire between them, and by the time they had reached Stede’s cabin, Ed found himself thinking: “Just do it man. Just do it.”
Stede softly closed the door behind him and as he looked up he realised that Ed had not moved forward into the room; instead he was still in the doorway. Stede stared at Ed’s honey coloured eyes and hoped he wasn’t blushing too bad, but knew that blood was rushing to various parts of his body, including (but not limited to) his face.
“Just do it! What have you got to lose? Just do it already!”
Stede couldn’t break the eye contact; a part of him hoped that Ed would, that Ed would strut to the sofa and collapse onto it, that the burning longing was just a part of his imagination. He found himself fiddling with the hem of his coat and was completely paralysed by Ed’s gaze. For just a moment, Stede’s head jerked forward ever so slightly, as if he had given himself an internal pep talk and then immediately backed out. Despite a certain air of awkwardness, Ed’s mustache curled upwards.
He went for it.
Ed gently took Stede’s face in his hand and brought their faces closer. Stede let out a tiny gasp and closed his eyes. He had never kissed like this before; soft lips on soft lips, a tanned thumb stroking his cheek gently, and he could’ve sworn that at one point he felt Ed’s eyelashes brushing against his face. Stede’s anxiousness subdued as he allowed himself to embrace the moment, and he found his hand wrapped into Ed’s hair; streaked with grey and ever so slightly knotted. Throughout the entire evening, thoughts had been loud. Only now, in this moment, this warm golden moment between the two lovers, was there peace. Stede felt slightly dizzy and his face was very hot. He didn’t want this moment to end, ever.
Ed’s first move was clearly met well, and he was prepared to go further. He trusted that Stede reciprocated his feelings (if not, why would they have kissed for so long?) and broke the kiss, pushing their foreheads together. Stede’s eyes were still closed, his lips still slightly parted. Ed’s hand travelled down Stede’s back, taking a moment to rub it and feel the fine fabric. His hand stroked Stede’s back gently before it worked down towards his ass and then finally Stede’s thigh. With surprising ease, he lifted Stede, who wrapped his legs around his waist in return.
Ed carried Stede towards the bed, kissing his cheeks, jawline and neck. Stede perched himself on the edge of the bed and was extremely aware that their crotches were touching between their trousers. Their lips met again and they kissed some more, Stede completely focussed on the sensations; one of which being Ed’s soft hand working its way into Stede’s trousers and gently touching his cock. Stede gasped in response and Ed froze for a moment, wondering if he had gone too far. They broke apart, and Ed’s nervous eyes met Stedes. They were looking at him so intensely he knew he was probably doing something right.
Stede used the break to shimmy his trousers completely off, leaving his cock exposed. Ed raised his hands towards Stede’s waistcoat buttons and began, slowly at first, to undo them. The gesture was romantic but Ed had underestimated just how many layers Stede was wearing and began to grow restless.
“How many fuckin’ layers do you wear,” grumbled Ed, his hands fumbling slightly as he hastened to remove Stede’s shirt.
“S-sorry,” Stede muttered, feeling an odd mix of horny and awkward. Eventually, with Stede’s help, Ed had removed Stede’s clothes, which were now strewn across the wooden floor. They continued kissing, and now Ed had more room to stroke Stede’s cock. He started slow and gentle, lightly grazing the tip and working down across the shaft. Stede was almost completely overwhelmed by the sensation- nothing had ever felt this good before. He didn’t know anything could feel this good. He took Ed’s face in his hands and pulled him closer, desperate to feel him. He gasped and moaned into Ed’s lips and refused to stop kissing him, even though Ed’s hand was now moving at a steady pace.
“Oh- Ed- I’m-!” Stede gasped, his head rolling back as his whole body sung with the sensations. At one point, Ed feverishly spat on his hand, a move that made Stede so horny he almost couldn’t take it. The hand was now slick and was sliding over Stede’s cock, who was revelling in the feelings. Ed was fully enjoying himself as well, and was only partially aware of his own dick and the slightly wet patch now forming in his trousers. He ignored it and continued to fuck Stede.
“Ed-!!” He moaned, as he grabbed Ed’s shoulders. After more strokes he just couldn’t take it- he came spectacularly and his body relaxed, his chest heaving up and down. He was only now aware of how sweaty he was, and the fact that he was almost panting.
“F-fuck!” He stuttered. Ed grinned down at him, rubbing the outside of his thigh gently.
“I didn’t- I didn’t know that could- holy fuck!”
Ed gave Stede a moment to regain his composure, or at least as much as he could in light of his best sexual experience yet. After a few moments, Stede pushed himself up and rested on his elbows, smiling at Ed and blushing furiously.
“Let’s do that again.”
Ed’s eyes crinkled as he smiled and, in spite of himself, let out a tiny giggle. He too was completely swept up in the moment; while it hadn’t been his first gay sexual experience, it was certainly the best. Being in love with his partner made the experience so much better, who knew?
They began kissing again, gently and with Stede smiling into Ed’s lips. After a few moments they broke apart and Ed looked at him longingly.
“Stede do you wanna try… I mean, have you ever had like… gay sex?”
He wasn’t aware it was possible, but Stede blushed even more.
“O-oh! I’ve never-!”
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to! I was just wondering-”
“Yes.” Stede said, meeting Ed’s eyes and smiling enthusiastically.
“O-okay! Okay! Right on!” Ed took a moment to get undressed, fiddling with his many buckles and pulling off, with some difficulty, his leather trousers. They did that annoying thing where they turned inside out and at one point they got caught in Ed’s foot, almost causing him to trip. He wasn’t at all graceful, but in the moment Ed didn’t care. They were now both completely naked.
Despite their enthusiasm and trust, there was still an air of caution. This was daunting for both of them- Ed had never been completely intimate and vulnerable and Stede- well, Stede had never even had gay sex before. Despite the intensity a few moments prior, they were back to fumbling into each other and muttering small apologies. Ed’s cock touched the tip of Stede’s and a tingly sensation filled his body in a way that almost made him shiver.
Ed gently took Stede’s shoulders and repositioned him so that he was laying on the bed with Ed standing beside him.
“We need lube,” grumbled Ed.
“There’s a jar of… coconut oil right there,” replied Stede breathlessly, cocking his head up to point at the ornate round jar on a table nearby. Ed fumbled with the lid, his hands shaking with excitement and anxiety- a bizarre and almost unpleasant mix. His hands were slightly sweaty and still a little wet as well, so more than once his hands slid off the lid. Stede touched his cock while he waited with anticipation. Eventually, Ed opened the jar and lathered the balm between his hands and Stede’s ass. Thinking for a moment, he pushed Stede a little further into the bed, propped his knees up, and kneeled on the bed so that they were in a better position. He knew he would feel this on his bad knee tomorrow, but he didn’t care.
“Ready?” Ed said, making sure that Stede was completely comfortable. Stede smiled happily and took Ed’s hand, giving it a small reassuring squeeze.
“Absolutely.”
Ed took his cock and slid it between Stede’s ass cheeks, at first just appreciating the feeling. Stede was still holding Ed’s hand but his expression had turned to a sort of relaxed focus, watching Ed and trying desperately to hush the racing thoughts in his head. Everything went quiet, however, when Ed went for it- gently and constantly checking on Stede, who had gasped.
“Everything okay? We can stop if you-”
Stede wrapped his arms around Ed’s back and pulled him closer so that their faces were almost touching.
“Y-yes! Yes! No, I mean- keep going!” He said, elatedly. That was all Ed needed to hear. He started slow, sliding his wet cock in and out of Stede and revelling in the feeling. Stede smiled up at him, biting his lip to try and stop the rogue gasps and moans escaping him.
“Holy shit,” Ed gasped, leaning into Stede as he continued to rock back and forth. His pace quickened and Stede stroked Ed’s back with his nails, making Ed’s entire body tingle.
“F-fuck… Ed-” Stede gasped as Ed fucked him. They were moaning into each others mouths, their noses bumping into each other a few times. At one point Ed stopped fucking him to reapply more coconut oil- Ed hadn’t taken his cock out, so the pause tormented Stede.
“E-Ed!” He moaned, desperate to feel Ed again.
“Here, love.” Ed continued the motion and the pause had only heightened the feeling between them. His cock felt so good- Stede couldn’t believe how good it felt. He couldn’t do anything but repeat “f-fuck” between moans, and, once, “holy fucking shit.”
Ed was desperate to come, and it showed. He fucked Stede faster, the faster he got the louder Stede moaned.
“I’m gonna- I’m going to- Ed!” Stede cried, climaxing. Ed came in Stede’s ass and, after the fiery intensity, their bodies both relaxed. Ed’s legs shook slightly, and he couldn’t decide if it was because of the orgasm or his bad knee.
It was suddenly very hot in the cabin, and Ed slumped down onto the bed, his chest heaving.
“H-holy shit,” he gasped out, turning to face Stede, who could only smile.
“That was… that was…” tried Stede, but was unable to find words.
“Fuckin’ awesome,” Ed finished. They were lying next to each other, Ed’s hand touching Stede’s palm (they weren’t holding but were resting next to each other). Stede propped his head up on his elbows and planted small, delicate kisses on Ed’s forehead and cheek.
“I think I…” Ed began, quietly. He desperately wanted to say “fuckin’ love you,” but was distracted by Stede’s gorgeous face, staring into his eyes with his lips slightly parted. Instead, he just kissed Stede one last time on the lips, and smiled at him.
“I think I wanna go to bed,” Ed finished. Stede only smiled and wrapped Ed in his arms, who tucked himself into the embrace. They were both asleep very quickly, completely calm and relaxed in each others presence.
Tomorrow morning, Lucius will walk into the room and scream at the sight of Stede and Ed peacefully sleeping naked next to each other, an act that would prompt Stede to scream and Ed to swear. But that didn’t matter, because in this moment the two lovers were soothed by the sound of each others breath and were occasionally touched fondly in their sleep, the moon illuminating their bodies fondly.