Inheritance: Threads of Fate

Chapter Twenty Seven - Fatherly Advice

Each day Raxe got better with his fighting, though he stated multiple times he preferred his hand to hand style. Still, it was important for him to at least know how to handle a blade for his own safety. Your father quickly grew on the crew, not surprisingly to you at all. He was kind and light-hearted, but firm when he needed to be. A few times you caught him settling disputes between the crewmen by just mediating.
Your relationship with him had grown as well, though it was different from the one you shared with him as a little girl. You still admired him, but you now saw him as a human being rather than a figure who could do no wrong. You argued when he would try to tell you what to do, or noticed him making mistakes, but you didn't hold it against him. In fact it made you love him more.
You adored watching him spending time with Raxe and Caspian, noticing that they would often go to him for advice, Caspian especially. Your father took to calling them both "Son" in the last few days and you noticed their eyes lit up when he would. It really was beginning to feel like you had a full family again...except you missed Sis terribly. You still had yet to receive word from Tavros since your message explaining your plan to rescue your father and you were beginning to get nervous. You were down in the cargo hold busying yourself with taking note of your inventory when Caspian came down the stairs.
"There you are. I've been looking for you." He came to stand next to you. "What are you doing down here?"
"Oh, I thought I should get into the habit of tracking our rations each week..."
"You can delegate that to a crewman you know."
"I know...but it keeps my mind off things..."
He placed his hand on your hips and turned you towards him. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just worried about everything... everyone..." You admitted. "It's been over a week since Nightfeather went back to the island and we still haven't heard back."
"I'm sure they're just busy preparing. We did send them a lot of information at once."
"Yea..." You weren't convinced.
"Hey." He grabbed your chin delictley, turning you to face him. "They're alright. Nightfeather will be back any day with a message to tell us so." He smiled softly, running his thumb back and forth over your check.
You looked into his eyes and felt a surge of peace, at least while he was here with you, you felt better. "Ok." You tried to pacify yourself.
"Can I help?" He asked, looking down at the notes you were taking.
"I'm almost done. I just have to get to those crates in the back." You pointed to a stack against the wall being blocked by a wall of crates and boxes in front of you.
"Here, let me." He lifted them with ease, moving them aside and clearing a small path for you to get through. You forgot how deceptively strong he was, and you got a flash of memory of him lifting you onto the table in your room... you started to feel warm.
"Thank you." You smiled at him, and purposely brushed your ass against his crotch as you slid past him into the back corner. He followed you, blocking your only way in and out. He leaned on his forearm against the wall while you tried to focus on counting crates of potatoes. You had just counted the third crate for the umteenth time, knowing he was standing right behind you...
"My Pet... there's only five crates...surely you counted them all by now..." He growled seductively.
"I'm.. just double checking..." You felt your heart pounding in your chest.
"Let me help you then..." He came up behind you and placed one hand around your waist, and the other grabbing your hand. He began pointing at each crate. "One...two... three..." He purred into your ear. "Four..."
Your breaths got shallow. "Why were you looking for me?" You interrupted his count.
"I missed you..." He kissed your neck.
"You just saw me a few minutes ago..." you replied breathily.
"Mhm... when you were leaning over the banister at the helm...that perfect ass up in the air...teasing me..."
"I was dropping something down...." You tried to explain, but his hands slid down your thighs and he grabbed your ass, massaging it.
"And you had no idea I was standing right behind you...right?" He growled.
"I mean...I knew you were there... but..."
"You didn't care... you don't think how you torment me in front of the crewmen.. tempting me to take you right there..."
You moaned softly as he worked the stress out of your ass, not realizing how much you carried. "I didn't mean to..." You sighed.
"Mmm... of course you didn't... you poor thing... you're so tense..." He massaged harder, relieving each worrisome thought, every anxiety with each press of his fingers. He made your legs weak, forcing you to bend over the crate in front of you for support. He chuckled darkly. "I suppose that was an accident as well?"
"That was your fault." You smiled back at him.
"I can stop, if you wish." He slowed his fingers.
"No...it feels good..." You sighed.
"I can offer something that would feel even better...if you'll permit me."
You nodded, and in an instant he had your pants just under your ass. His fingers slid between your legs, spreading your wetness around your pussy. You arched your back involuntarily as he began swirling his finger around your clit. You let out a moan.
"Shhh..." he chuckled, "We don't want anyone to hear..."
"We can go upstairs to the room..." You suggested.
"No. I need you now." He responded roughly, and you felt his hard cock press against your opening. "Quiet now, My Pet..."
He pushed himself inside you, and you fell forward onto your elbows as he began pumping himself in and out of you. Each thrust inward hit the very back of you forcefully, causing a surge of intense pleasure. You could hear him breathing heavily above you as he gritted his teeth through his moans.
"Fuck... your perfect ass... do you see what you do to me... you fucking tease..."
One hand remained on your hip, pulling you into each thrust, while the other scratched up your back. 
You couldn't contain it, you gasped out an "ooohh..."
"Bad girl...you're going to get us caught..." He hissed, and put his hand over your mouth as he continued to slide in and out of you aggressively, which only made it worse. You moaned into his hand, which at least muffled the sound.
Footsteps down the stairs made your heart jump.
"Shh." He commanded, but didn't relent.
"Sire? Are you down here?" A crewman called out from the stairway.
"Yes." Caspian responded, trying to control his breathing as he fucked you mercilessly behind the crates shielding you from view.
"Is the Captain down there with you? First Mate is looking for her." The crewmen asked.
You bit down on Caspians hand to suppress a scream as he reached his hand down from your hip and began teasing your clit.
"No," He grunted. "I'll be up in a moment." He replied with great effort.
You heard the footsteps retreat back up the stairs.
"Good fucking girl..." He vibrated his finger on you. "That's my good girl..."
"Mmmmm!" You moaned into his hand, as you felt your climax building.
"Are you going to cum for me pretty girl? Come on...  surrender to it... let it out..." He whispered as you heard his own breaths getting shorter.
You obeyed, and came all over his cock as it pounded you over and over, screaming into his hand as your eyes rolled back in your head.
"My turn..." He growled as he pumped harder, grunting softly "Fuck...fuck....FUCK."
You felt his warm cum spill inside you as he pushed as far in as he could, then he collapsed over your back, releasing his hand from your mouth. "Fuck..." He whispered softly into your ear one more time.
He pulled out of you, and slapped your ass for good measure, chuckling.
"That was close..." You giggled and rolled over.
He was leaning his back against the wall. "You're going to get me in trouble." He laughed silently.
"Me?! You started this." You laughed with him.
"No way. I just came down to check on you." He smiled. "Feel better?"
"Much." You laughed and leaned in to kiss him. "You have to get up there or they're going to come back down looking for you."
He grunted and tucked himself back into his pants. "Don't be long." He kissed you softly, and disappeared up the steps.
You slid your pants back up and waited for what you felt was a reasonable time to go upstairs, hoping no one would notice you both emerging from the hold together. You felt warm and humid from your encounter, so the minute the ocean air hit your body it was a rush of relief. Caspian was on the starboard side, speaking casually with some crewmen. He winked at you when he saw you, making you blush. "Fuck. You're so in love with this man...."
Raxe was sitting on the floor by the mast, working on some pulleys. "What are you working on?" You tried to approach him as naturally as possible.
"One of the men said this one keeps getting stuck when he goes to hoist the sail. I think the pin is too tight." He furrowed his brow as he examined it closely.
"Can you fix it?" You asked.
"Yea. At least temporarily. Though I really would prefer to just fashion a new one. The design of this one isn't ideal for the weight it's hauling. It's going to break completely eventually."
"Hmm. Maybe we can make you a small forge in that room off the bow. We have plenty of storage space down below now to move all that to."
"That would definitely make my life easier trying to fix all the little things that break around here."
"I'll assign a few men to you, the room is yours to do what you want." You smiled at him.
"Thanks Bun." He smiled back, "Oh. Your dads looking for you by the way."
"Alright." You looked up to the helm where your father stood, and made your way up.