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A Nautical Captivity (Me and TheDarkerMe)

Encouraged by her contented grunts, Gabriel started into her back again, using his knuckles to work deep into a couple of knots he'd come across. He teased his way up to her neck, rubbing gently all around the back and sides of her neck. "I think I saw enough of you today to be confident that you're a woman, Lailah," he said, laughing his usual deep laugh. "If not a woman, what are you?"

As she mumbled almost incomprehensible saying in her relaxed state, he spun her around in her seat to face him. "What do you mean, I'll be the first?" he said. "Surely, you've been intimate with a man before," he asked, thoughts running through his head, his eyes staring directly into hers.
 
Lailah's lips parted with a moan as he worked out those horrible knots. Flesh stretching and releasing as he removed those problems she had for several years. Her hands kneaded on her knees as she shook, the pleasure rushing through her as he worked his way up. Suddenly she was spun to stare up at him, eyes wide, as she shook her head a little. "No... I've never been intimate with a male." She said as she shivered faintly, her cheeks coloring suddenly now.

"It's the best thing I have to wager with, I have little experience in the actions. But enough in seeing them done. " She said as she bit her lip. Shifting back to stand up now and leaning on the table. "If you aren't interested, then I can just go then." She said as she shifted to step to the side, to walk past him. It was her wager, all she had to wager.
 
"Wait," he exclaimed, grabbing a hold of her by both thin shoulders and backing her up against the wall with the window in it. Bending over and leaning in, he closed his eyes and kissed her once on the lips, before pulling away. She was right, her virginity was probably the best thing she had to offer, and it was worth more that anything he could offer in return. But why would she offer it up so freely to him? He'd assumed that she'd been intimate with a man at least once before.

A tingle ran through him as he pulled back from the kiss. He thought it unusual how fiery and fearless she could be in battle, yet be so delicate and inexperienced in this regard. "Why would you offer it up to me? Don't you value your chastity? I might be a good lay, in fact, I might even drive you wild, but I'm no one special to you."
 
Lailah was grabbed and backed up, her back firmly hitting the hard wood of the ships hull. She released a faint gasp, which was swallowed up as his lips slammed over hers. A groan leaving her at the delicious feeling that suddenly filled her. Her eyes wide, their brown depths full of the feelings he was drawing up in her. A groan fleeing them as he looked at her. Her head tilting to the side and away a blush crossing and sticking across her features.

Lailah looked back at him, the blush darkening. "Because it is the only thing of value I have to wager." She said as she pointed out lightly. Biting her lip faintly she smiled weakly. "Plus... it's better to know what good sex is like, should I some day settle down and have to deal with being nothing but something for a man to rut in. With now care taken to my own pleasures." She pointed out lightly as she shifted a little.

"Though you're probably not that interested. Just haven't had a lay in a long time." She said as she shifted a little, almost slipping past his arm.
 
"Hmmm," came the guttural sound from his throat at the nice taste of her lips. Her blush was quite endearing, he decided, looking deep into her eyes, and sensing a mixture of desire, fear, and the unknown in those clear brown depths. He kissed her back again, leaning into her harder against the wall. He parted his lips slightly, allowing his tongue to trace very lightly across her lower lip. "That's quite a bit of pressure you're putting on me, giving yourself to me just to find out what good sex is like," he murmured in a low, deep tone.

"You know, you don't have to do this, Lailah," he said, rubbing the underside of his fingers along her chin, and tilting her head up towards his. "But I assure you that this isn't only because I haven't had a good lay in a while. Although, admittedly, I haven't," he said, standing to the side. "I told you there was no force on my ship. You can go back if you want." He reached over, lifting up the bottom of her shirt a little, tracing his fingers underneath, around her stomach, making a circle around her navel with his fingernails. "But I told you that I found you attractive, and I meant it."
 
Lailah shuddered a moan fleeing her lips as he kissed her again. His body pressing hers to the wall more as she felt the breath leave her. A gasp fleeing her lips as his tongue traced her lip. "Why is it pressure, don't most men love to have a woman's innocence?" She whispered as she felt the shiver of pleasure race through her. Gods it felt so good, honestly it did. Right there pressed to a wall, his mouth on hers, his deep voice whispering in her ear.

His fingers rubbed along her chin, as he gave her a route out. Her eyes widening, and then softening as she smiled softly and weakly. He turned her gaze to stare into his, as she cocked her head to the side. He said so many things, and she believed him. He stepped to the side, and she stayed where she was. Her body tightening in anticipation as his hand slid beneath the fabric of the borrowed shirt. HIs hands doing things that made a delicious feeling crawl through her.

"If you find me attractive, then prove it." She said in a soft voice. Challenging men, always resulted in amusing and sometimes interesting things. What would this result in.
 
"They do," he answered. "And I'm going crazy at the thought of having your sweet innocence," he said in his baritone voice, moving his hands farther up inside her shirt, tracing with his fingernails until they were almost at the bottom of her breasts, sliding the shirt up in the meantime. "But a first time is not easily forgotten, therein lies the pressure," he whispered. His gaze never deviated from her deep eyes, and he could see the arousal now written all over them. He was getting quite aroused now himself, and when she issued the challenge, he immediately sprang into action.

It was such a tease, the way she said to 'prove it'. It was as if she knew exactly how to turn him on. He hastily pulled her shirt roughly over her breasts, leaving it on her. Her breasts were just large enough to keep the shirt from sliding back down over her, evidently. He took both of her hands, and pinned them back to the wall again, holding them both firmly in place at the wrists with one strong hand. He then took his free hand, and traced it along the outside of one of her small, tan breasts, kneading his way towards the center. He leaned in and kissed her firmly as he reached the nipple, tugging it up, then down, then pulling it out gently before letting go. "I intend to prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt," he whispered in between breaths. He opened his mouth a little bit, inviting her tongue to meet with his if she so desired, moving his hand below to the other breast, a tingle running through his entire body.
 
Lailah's eyes widened at his words, and then a small laugh fled her lips. She bit her lip a little as his hands slid up beneath her shirt. Teasing the flesh and tracing her with his fingernails. They where actually a bit better cared for then her own, and she took care to use a blade to clean them out. Dirty hands where easily infected hands. She bit her lip harder when he teased her. He spoke and she felt the blush come to her cheeks.

He accepted her challenge, his body moving into action. Her shirt was yanked up and she watched with interest, ready to tease him a bit in return. He pinned her hands though, causing a gasp to leave her lips. She frowned faintly at him and then shuddered as he traced her breast with his hand. He kneaded and made that bit of flesh come to life, a moan fleeing her lips. He kissed her as his fingers teased her by pulling on her nipple. "Ah... good then" She said as she whimpered a little.

He kissed her again, and she lashed her tongue against his. Trying to win the mock fight of dominance. That mimicked quite well what he would be doing later, what THEY would be doing.
 
For all her lack of experience, Lailah was as competitive with her intimacy as she was protective of her treasures. She seemed curious about what he wanted to do with his breasts, yet at the same time, he could feel her tongue whip into a frenzy. He could feel every ridge of it, the warm, rough, feeling against his own tongue. He was only encouraged more by this, finally relenting and letting her arms down from the wall, only to take his hand, and use it to support the back of her head as he kissed her deeply for all he was worth.

Once he finally gasped for a breath, a moan of desire escaped him from deep within his intestines. He started down anew at her little breasts, finally reaching in and impatiently undoing the top buttons of her shirt, peeling off the borrowed attire she'd just put on. He left off her mouth, and began kissing his way down her neck, grasping her tightly by both tan, toned shoulders. He moved on to her chest, working his way down until he found his mouth on the flat spot right between her two little 'peaches'. It was as if he couldn't decide which one to attack first, his eyes darting left, right, then left again. Finally, he latched on to the nipple to his right, kissing all around it, grasping it between his teeth, and pulling it away from her chest, before letting it snap back into place. Finally, he stood back up straight, his ravenous eyes gazing right into hers. "They may be small, but they're divine, just like the rest of you," he gasped, before attacking her tongue again. Eyes closed, he nudged her away from the wall, and started backing her slowly towards his bed.
 
Lailah gave a shuddering moan, as she pulled back. Her breath leaving her in a gasp as she wiggled a little. She shuddered as she pressed her head against the wall, her body shaking from the strength of her pleasure. He kissed her again, pulling her into the deepest kiss she had gotten yet, and pulled back gasping a little later. She shuddered as he started to undo the shirt, letting it fall to the ground.

He left her mouth and kissed between her breasts. A moan leaving her lips as he latched his mouth unto her nipple. Her hips thrusting forward out of instinct at the jagged spark of pleasure that ripped through her very essence. She shuddered as he tugged on her nipple, and sucked on her. Making her body come alive beneath his touch. "Ah gods... gods... Gabriel..." She whimpered as she squirmed. He pulled away and she felt the blush cross her features.

Then he was kissing her again, his tongue tangling with hers as she gripped his hips and squirmed against him. Gods, sheer torture.
 
He grunted with pleasure as she grasped his hips, their bodies begging for each other. Still approaching his bed, he pushed the topless girl down onto it, falling down with her. He lifted his weight up enough to peel off his own shirt and toss it to the side, revealing, his smooth, toned chest. It wasn't as tan as it once was, but still had a healthy color. Oh, how it drove him crazy when her hips thrust at him, her virgin sex begging to be deflowered, her body writhing at his touch. Leaning in next to her ear again, he whispered into it. "I think you're losing our wager, my love. I'm enjoying the hell out of you, and we haven't even done anything yet."

He moved down along her again, kissing past her breasts this time, and down to her flat stomach, planting a kiss on her navel, before reaching down, and sliding her pants down just a little bit. Just enough to reveal her hips. Although they were a little bit pointy, they were begging for something to be done with them. He knelt over her, gazing in her eyes, as he feathered his fingers around one hip, tracing his fingernails lightly straight across her entire stomach to her other hip, passing only a few inches above her virgin pussy along the way. Leaning back down, he followed the same trail with his mouth, kissing her stomach, finally biting down on her hip, looking down at himself just long enough to notice the solid hard-on that he was quickly developing, protruding through his pants. "Ohh, Lailah," he moaned softly. He body was dying to take her, but he wanted to be gentle with her, ease her through her first time in a way that she would never forget.
 
Lailah held to him for dear life as he backed them up. She hit the edge of the bed and fell back, her breath coming out as she shuddered faintly. She watched him peel off his shirt, and licked her lips faintly. Fingers tracing the contours of his muscles as she hummed appreciatively. She shivered faintly as he leaned in and she blushed faintly. "Maybe I meant to lose all along?" She taunted faintly. Her eyes lighting up with mirth as she wiggled just a little.

He moved then, kissing past her breasts... making her stop moving all together to see what he was doing. She went dead still as his lips kissed her navel, and slid lower. She arched her hips up a little as he slid down the pants and shuddered lightly. She watched him, watched as he traced her body. Her eyes closed as she sighed faintly and shuddered. Her body squirming as his touch continued to ghost over her body. He bit her and she gasped her hips bucking for a moment, her cheeks flushing with color.

She could tell that her reactions where effecting him. She just wondered what else would be the result of this night.
 
Gabriel felt Lailiah's hips bucking softly into him, an involuntary reaction that told him all he needed to know. She was turned on, and her body wanted this. His eyes twinkled, and a smirk developed across his face as he left off her hip and looked down into her eyes. Leaning in next to her ear, he let his hands wander down to her hips, lowering her pants slowly and gently until her sex was in the open. "You're right, and you were going to lose whether you meant to or not," he whispered, his big grin still there.

Working his way down her body again, using his mouth, he ventured farther south than he had when he kissed her from one hip to the other. Now, he dragged his lips across her smooth, lower stomach, until he felt the slight roughness of where she kept herself trimmed. Continuing down, he rubbed his closed lips against her pristine slit, voyaging up, down, and around in a circle. He had to make sure that she was aroused, and moist enough to take him. Letting out a crazed moan, he opened his mouth, and let his tongue dance out, working its way from her thigh all the way up, along the length of her slit, but only teasing for now, giving her a taste of what was to come. "How does that make you feel, love?" he panted, resting his chin softly on her stomach for a moment, and looking up at her.
 
Lailah glared at the male playfully. That smirk of his was an annoyance, one that made some part of her squirm. She didn't know why, it just made some small part of her react. She gave a soft sound as he left off her hip, and came up the length of her body. Whispering in her ear now, as his hands wandered to her hips. He lowered the borrowed pants, peeling them from her body till he could see and access her sex. She shuddered at the brush of air against her, and bit her lip. Her head tilted back and she wiggled just a little, his whispered words tickling her ear.

She sat up a little as he worked his way down again. Using his mouth on her, and making her want to squirm even harder. He kissed across to each hip, and then she went dead still. Her breath came in quick as she watched him. His lips sliding across her body, and then slowly sliding across her slit. The feeling was a shock almost, and it elicited a moan from her. She whimpered faintly at the sensation, as he continued to tease her. He used his tongue on her, and she let the moan rise. Her body rocking up against his mouth as he licked and teased her. "It... feels wonderful... Don't stop" She hissed out through her teeth.
 
He looked up at Lailah's eyes as her body rose at his touch, moaning and whimpering. "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on stopping," he assured her with a grin, pressing her hips down firmly with both hands. She was as a work of art at his touch, as a canvas that he wanted to remain completely still so that he might ply his trade on her body. Holding her in place, he working his mouth further up, to the little button at the top of her opening that he knew was capable of producing wild ecstasy in her. Extending his tongue fully now, he danced it all around in a circle, letting the tip stimulate her virgin clit.

He was completely and entirely erect now, and found it quite difficult to hold back from simply pinning her down and taking her. He was certainly used to getting what he wanted; restraint was not a usual quality of Gabriel's. But he pressed on, leaving her clit after a while, dancing his way down to her moist opening, using his middle and index fingers to hold her open, and darted his tongue into her sex now, twirling it around in a circle, pointing the tip upwards, and darting it in and out. He let his hands run up and down her thin, toned legs, massaging all the way up and down.
 
Lailah gasped in ecstasy at his words, he wasn't going to stop. Thank the gods, she might have cried if he did. She almost did cry, when his lips wrapped around that little bud of pleasure. Her eyes glazing over as she released a plaintive moan of need. He held her down, so she couldn't move her hips at all, all she wanted was to be closer! She tried to squirm but found it wouldn't work, so she lay back as he plied his trade on her.

Her eyes glazed so easily, and her lips parted as she panted. The pleasure was mounting, and he knew exactly what he was doing. That pleasure lapped through her, like the waves on the side of the ship. Her body shuddered as his tongue started to plunge within her, she was coming so close. So close she was to cumming. Her breath picked up as she gripped the sheets of his bed hard, a whimper leaving her lips. "Ah, Gods, Gabriel. I'm begging you don't stop!" She cried out as her body started to shudder.

It was building, and rolling up. From the tips of her toys all the way up, that pleasure was about to shatter her. Her breath came out ragged as she gasped one more time. Her muscles all tightening as the orgasm rolled through her. Gods, this was sheer pleasure!
 
Gabriel grinned and tried to steal a look at Lailah's eyes while she reached her climax. That look in a woman eyes was priceless, something which couldn't be replicated in any other way. He continued to lap at her for a few moments after she reached orgasm, working at her sensitive bud with his mouth, and cleaning up some of her considerable moisture. Sliding up along Lailah's body next, he let his hands trail up her sides, along the side of her little breasts, until they slid along her cheek. He leaned himself down, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, his mouth still moist with her juices.

"Let's see if we can't give you another one of those, Lailah," he mumbled as he pulled his lips away. He pulled his hips up and guided his hard cock with one hand, staring into her eyes as he traced it around the outside of her sex, before lowering his hips a couple of inches, and allowing his member to sink just inside of his pretty captive. He felt the warmth of her lubricated love tunnel around the sensitive tip of his manhood, and let out a deep, passionate moan. It wasn't an easy entrance, despite the products of her arousal. She was quite tight, in fact. Leaning out, and then a little further in, he sunk himself halfway inside her, moaning louder from the friction of her warm tightness against every ridge of his shaft. "My God, Lailah, you feel like heaven in there," he gasped.
 
Lailah's cheeks colored as she panted from her orgasm. Her body shaking from the pleasure as she watched his slow movements up her body. A soft smile played across her lips as she nuzzled the hand on her cheek. When he kissed her, she kissed him back softly. Another one, she had barely survived the first one! But if this was just the start of it all, she would love to see what more of it was like. She moved a little as he guided himself, and stopped a moment to stare up at him. Just the tip of him was quite a stretch.

She shuddered as he pulled back and when he sheathed himself halfway, her hands bunched in the sheets of the bed. A whimper fleeing her lips as she forced herself not to seize up. Stretching pain, that was the largest thing she had to deal with, the stretching pain. She had no maidenhead to pierce any longer, at least she didn't think she would now at all. But still it was a stretching pain that she hoped would slowly cease. "Heaven, and we haven't even gotten going much." She taunted him lightly.
 
Gabriel panted loudly, beginning to perspire some more as he worked his way inside Lailah. He'd felt himself push through her virginity, and laughed as she still taunted him. At least it indicated that he wasn't causing her too much pain, he thought. But the feeling was so amazing, that he found it difficult to focus on anything else, besides the intense feeling he was receiving from the pressure against her tight inner walls. "Did it feel anything like you imagined?" he whispered down into her face with a pleasured grin.

Seeing her hands gripping at the sheets, Gabriel picked each hand up gently in his, and intertwined their fingers together. Placing his hands over hers next to her shoulders, he stared down at her and squeezed both hands as he worked himself farther inside. Rocking back and forth, he worked against the considerable resistance and eased himself down inside her, getting close to his wide hilt. "My, my, dear," he panted. "I don't know if you'll accommodate me entirely," he teased, giving her another kiss on the lips, then planting his lips on her neck and shoulders and kissing there. "So I'd say we've got going now."
 
Lailah shuddered, a moan leaving her lips as he pushed through her body, pressing in as far as he could, it seemed. But he wasn't in all the way. "Ah... I haven't seen all of it yet though. Come now love... show me what you have got to give." She said in a shaky voice. Her eyes showing the taunt that she was laying out for him. She had to continue to taunt him.

He picked up her hands, and then intwined their fingers, making her shudder for a moment and blink as he moved her hands up near her shoulders. He rocked back and forth, slipping more and more in. A moan left her lips her eyes closing and hips arching towards him. Helping him ease himself in more and more. "I will... I will..." She said as she shuddered and growled softly. Rocking her hips up against his.

The kisses caused her passion to flare again, a joy she greatly wanted again. "Not completely... you're in me.... but this isn't what is really supposed to happen, right?" There is more."
 
Gabriel panted as they kept rocking, easing himself deeper and deeper inside. When he felt like she couldn't fit any more of him, he gradually pushed even more, slowly but steadily, staring into her eyes all the while. He was gripping even tighter at her hands now, pressing them into her chest, closing his eyes and taking in all the pleasure, then opening them again and searching Lailiah's soul.

"Nnnn, no there is more," he promised, beginning to rock up and down, not just in and out, so that his shaft would rub against her sensitive clit. This, he hoped, would ensure that she'd reach that promised next level. His body starting to perspire more, his cock was buzzing from all the tightnes. Staring rightdown at Lailah, he leaned in and nibbled at her neck, and then went into another gear. Having filled her up now, he began thrusting harder, moving in and out of her faster and faster. "Ahhh, you'll see what I have to give now, love," he promised in a long gasp.
 
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