The First Mate

“Hello,” Noah said as he opened his door.

“Hello neighbor,” Hannah, her hair still damp, held a bottle and a pair of glasses, “thought I’d see if you wanted a drink?”

He smiled and let her in. His room was cozy and clean, and Hannah was glad she took the time to bathe upon seeing his wash basin and fresh towels kept off to the side of room. She placed the glasses on the desk as he took the bottle and studied it.

“Ahh,” he said thoughtfully as he peered at the label, “this means nothing at all to me because I can’t read it. Also, it might not mean anything to me anyway.”

Hannah shook her head, “It’s a cheap bottle of wine, honestly. Oh damn, I could have told you it was worth a month’s wages and I was a woman of rare taste and means to even be able to share it with you.”

“You still can,” he said with a grin as he handed it back. Hannah opened the cork and poured them both a glass.

“Cheers,” he said as they clinked glasses.

“**** to the biters,” she replied without thinking. “Traditional navy toast,” she said with a shrug. He smiled again.

They sat down and drank, talking about the job and sharing idle comments about the crew. Hannah found that Noah was indeed a very easy man to talk to, as the others had said, and she enjoyed the conversation so much she had a second glass of wine.

“So, tell me about this Brereton,” Hannah said as she sat on the bed. Noah was on his chair, holding his glass of wine.

“Sorry?” he said, cocking his head to the side like a puppy dog.

“About Brereton,” she repeated, and she saw his face go from blank to slow comprehension, “the kingdom you are from? I got the name right, didn’t I?”

“Yes, yes of course, sorry with the accent and all I’m not used to it being pronounced like that,” he said looking down into his glass. He took a quick swallow then looked at Hannah, his eyes twinkling in the alchemical light. “My home is quite dull honestly, and if you don’t mind me saying I can’t stop staring at your top.”

Hannah felt her confusion slip away as she subtly threw her shoulders back, “Oh this? Just an old shirt I had, I’m afraid it’s a bit small on me now. Can barely do up any of the buttons.”

A not so subtle shake had her generous breasts quiver, Noah staring at them. Hannah knew the tight fabric was pushing her tits up enough her tan lines would be showing and seeing the effect they had on the younger man pleased her greatly. She handed him her glass, and he placed it on the desk behind him.

As he turned back around, he smoothly stood and then pivoted so he was sitting beside her on the bunk. “Those buttons do look tricky, can I try one to see?” She laughed at his cheeky expression and nodded.

His fingers brushed her breasts, fumbling for the button. He pulled on the material of the shirt but couldn’t quite seem to get the button close to the corresponding hole no matter how many times he tried, his fingertips drawing goosebumps on the exposed skin they trailed down.

“You’re right, I am also… foiled…” he said quietly as his head lowered. His fingers had no problem at all undoing one of the straining buttons however, and his tongue darted out to lick the newly exposed skin. Hannah smiled to herself then wrapped an arm around his head, encouraging him lower as she sank backwards.

Laying at an angle on the mattress, Hannah closed her eyes as Noah undid the remaining buttons. His tongue worked relentlessly, and when he undid the final clasp he pulled her shirt open, exposing her heavy breasts and pale flesh. His mouth found her left nipple and he sucked, then traced a line with his tongue across one tit and over to the other where he found the right nipple.

“You smell wonderful Hannah,” he breathed, and she giggled like a girl for a moment.

Hannah left him to his work, sighing with delight as he undid her trousers and tugged them down as she remained mostly still, making the occasional quiet noise of assent. His mouth found the thatch of dark red hair and he paused, kissing and licking all around her. Hannah started lifting her hips up, but he kept moving, his mouth a constant, teasing presence, his eyes merry as he looked up at her. Finally, he nibbled on the tender flesh of her inner thigh once too often and she took his head and pointed it to her needy sex, and he chuckled and pressed in.

His tongue was silky heat, licking up and down her eager pussy. Hannah groaned loudly, pressing a hand in her mouth to try to still her cries. But Noah thrust his tongue inside her, deeper than she would have thought possible, and she cried out.

He brought her to a quick climax, one Hannah briefly resisting by stopping his oh-so talented tongue, but a sudden flick followed by a finger pressing up inside her opening just so and she simply gave in.

“I-I damn Noah,” she laughed, out of breath as he smiled at her from between her thighs, “you got me off in a couple of minutes like I’m a pent-up girl!” She was slightly embarrassed to cum all over his cute face mere minutes in, but he smiled proudly.

“Won’t be the last if I have anything to say about it,” he stood up from the bunk, his pants sporting a large bulge that Hannah could not help but stare at. With a look that managed to somehow be shy and confident he undid his shirt, then dropped his pants, leaving himself naked.

“You are beautiful,” the woman said simply, unable to stop her eyes from running up and down his lithe form. A part of her felt foolish, a woman maybe twice his age, ogling a man whose job was laying with her, but he seemed so happy she was able to ignore the thought.

Ten minutes and more passed with the two of them naked on his bed, sharing kisses and touches. She felt his cock in her hands, enjoying the soft steel of it, then she felt up to another go and so asked him to fuck her already.

He did, of course, first laying on her and filling her up even better than her favourite wooden toy. Then he had her on her hands and knees while he ploughed her from behind, and it felt even better. Hannah realized she was gasping and groaning loudly, that the wet slap of bodies was probably audible all the way to the cabin she shared at the other end of the corridor never mind the captain’s next door, but privacy on a boat was a nebulous thing at the best of times.

“Ah fuck Noah, you’re better than I hoped,” she moaned as he grabbed her hips to pull her wet pussy back into his hammering cock.

“You are magnificent,” he whispered back, finding some reserve of energy to thrust even harder. Hannah yelled then, her second climax, and then he went still and filled her up, the warmth and feeling of it making her eyes roll back in her head.

“Deep hells,” the first mate gasped as she collapsed onto his bunk. She could feel him leaking out of her, a deliciously naughty sensation. Smiling, Noah collapsed beside her and it made Hannah even more pleased to see how he panted, clearly spent, and very pleased about it.

They lay for a few minutes, and she enjoyed just having his naked body pressed up to hers. She threw her leg over his and hugged him, giving a quiet laugh, “Gods how am I going to do without that now?”

He chuckled and said, “I know, that was… well that was incredible.” A small part of her wondered how much was truth and how much was politeness from a man who had fucked a half dozen sexy young women in the past few days alone. But she put the silly thought out of her mind, he clearly had enjoyed himself too and she would not begrudge his compliment.

“You know, we could probably stop at the Empty City on the way back,” she said. “I know Cap’n would agree and everyone would feel better to not leave you alone like that.” Even as she said it, she felt him stiffen a bit in her arms and she cursed herself for being a fool.

But Noah shrugged and then kissed her cheek, “I don’t think so. A part of me, a very large part of me, wishes I could. But I need to see something there very badly. For my research. I am flattered the crew seems to want me to stay though, truly.”

Hannah nodded and let it go, unwilling to further ruin the wonderful feeling. Instead, they talked about other things, easy in each other’s company.

But, not for the first time, Hannah resolved to speak to the Captain about it.