A pirate to pacify

“Well, look who came crawling back.” Bone’s voice was harsher than usual, though just as confident. The large pirate hadn’t reclaimed his clothes after losing them, and as Johanna’s vision cleared, she found herself staring up at his powerful, nude form. He didn’t give her much time to gawk, though, hauling her up and clamping a powerful hand over her mouth.

“Don’t want you to scream and bring that bitch down on us, do we? No, we need a bit of privacy. This way, love.” Still a little dazed from her fall, Johanna was helpless to resist as Bone dragged her through the jungle, her body pressed close to his, until they arrived at what seemed to be a large burrow. “In,” He said, shoving her down the hole, “And keep quiet.”

Johanna wasn’t thrilled at having been so easily captured, but she knew better than to risk his anger right now. She did her best to continue down into the hole in the ground, eventually meeting a dead end. On the ground beneath her she felt rope and some sticks. The burrow went from dark to darker, and suddenly Bone was with her.

“I need some time before I can handle the witch, but you, Johanna,” Bone moved confidently and easily in the small, cramped space, his hands easily finding Johanna and pulling her towards him, “You betrayed me. I thought we were finally getting along, Stern.”

Johanna struggled for a moment against Bone’s grip, but she knew it was a pointless endeavor. “I didn’t betray you, Bone. We were on our way back with food, and I would have tried to convince Elara to let you free.” True or not, Johanna knew that it was in her best interest to try and regain some of Bone’s trust and favor. “Going with her was our best chance at avoiding a fight.”

Bone gave a dismissive grunt, “Ever the diplomat, I see,” Bone backed them both up, deeper, lower, until they were both kneeling near the far wall. “I like you, Stern. You’re tough. Beautiful. Adaptable.”

Bone paused, and while Johanna could tell he had more to say, she sensed that he wanted her to reply. “I, uh, I like you too, Bone,” She muttered, hoping it sounded convincing.

“Good. This morning, in the forest, I felt like we were making a connection, weren’t we?”

This morning Bone groped Johanna while she masturbated, until he called her a whore and ejaculated on her. “It was… an eventful morning.”

“I thought so,” Bone continued, “But here’s the thing, Johanna: I’m having a little trouble trusting you right now.”

Johanna gulped. She knew the direction this conversation was headed, and she wasn’t sure she could stop it. Deep down, she wondered if she even wanted to stop it. “What can I do to win back your trust, Bone?”

“Hmmm,” Bone hummed, “If you like me, and care about me, then surely you’d be willing to give me a kiss. Right, Johanna?”

A kiss was a fairly merciful request, compared to some of the possibilities that had been running through Johanna’s mind. Rather than risk giving the pirate time to up the ante, Johanna decided to take the easy out, and she pressed herself towards Bone’s shadowy outline, guessing at where his lips might be. Her blind attempt had her colliding sloppily with his throat, and she chided herself for underestimating the pirate’s size. Not wanting to appear unconfident or inept, though, Johanna pressed a series of affectionate kisses up the sensitive skin of his throat until she found his jaw. She felt Bone shifting around her, loosening his grip and giving her more room to maneuver. Johanna took advantage of this to run her hands up Bone’s muscular chest until they found his shoulders, which she used as leverage to pull herself up far enough to place her next kiss directly against Bone’s waiting mouth.

Bone’s lips parted, and Johanna decided that if she was doing this, she may as well be convincing, so she opened up as well and fed her tongue into his mouth. The pirate allowed Johanna to lead the kiss a little longer before taking over, wrapping his strong arms around Johanna and returning the kiss with all his power. It was difficult for Johanna to keep up with the energy he poured into her, and she quickly surrendered her mouth to him. Bone was a very good kisser, and Johanna knew her skin must be burning beneath his touch. When she realized that he was pushing her shirt down her arms and off of her, though, she decided she should wrap things up before this went too far.

It took some effort, but eventually Johanna extricated herself from Bone’s grip and from his mouth. “Well, Bone?” She asked between gasping breaths, “Do you believe in my good will, now?”

Bone finished balling up Johanna’s shirt and tossing it aside, leaving her topless. He pulled her close, then, her hard nipples pressing against his chest before replying. “I’ll tell you what I believe, Stern…”