Charles Vane x Reader(Part 1)

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"I dare you to kiss the next person to come around that corner!" I said excitedly, pointing to the corner.

"And what do I get if I do?" He chuckled. I thought for a moment before the perfect idea popped into my head.

"If you do I'll marry you!" I said like I had created the world.

"And if you kiss them I'll marry you!" The confusing nature of his statement made perfect sense to my intoxicated brain.

"Deal!" I shook his hand as we got to our feet. At that moment John Silver came around the corner and I bolted forward wrapping my arms around his neck and smashing my lips to his. I pulled away to see the surprise written on his face.

"Haha I win!" I turned and saw Vane hunched over laughing. I skipped over to him singing 'I won, I won, I wonidy won won!'.

"What's going on here?" Mr. Silver seemed taken aback by what was playing out in front of his eyes.

"I won so now... is it I have to marry you or you have to marry me?" I asked turning to Vane.

"Either way we're getting married!"

~•~

I yawned stretching my arms. It must have all been a dream, I sighed smiling to myself.

"I suppose you think it's a streak of good fortune that I Charles Vane have tied my life to yours then?" His voice brought me back to reality and I buried my face into my hands.

"It wasn't a dream? This is bad. Oh fuck me!" I brought a pillow over my face to muffle my exasperated sigh.

"Oh I already have." His low voice responded. I had walked right into that one. I rolled out of bed for the second time that morning and set about hunting for my clothes.

~•~

His hand traced the curves of my hips as his lips attacked my neck surely leaving marks.

"Charles!" I practically screamed as I arched my back, pressing myself against his bare chest.

"That's it doll let everyone know who you belong to." His voice was low and malicious, I could feel it vibrate in his chest.

~•~

"Oh god." I did the final button on my blouse and dropped into the chair next to him, grabbing a piece of bread off one of the plates.

"So we're...?" I couldn't make myself say the word.

"Yeah. I checked around while you were out. All I could really get was that it was a hell of a good party." He sighed rubbing his eyes.

"What's your name anyways?" He asked arching a scared brow.

"Y/N L/N. I just moved here from London." I fixed my posture as my mother's voice played in my head reprimanding me for the slump I had settled into. I guess I wasn't really L/N anymore.

"London ai? All by your self?" He looked curious as he continued eating.

"Yeah all by myself, what of it?" I leaned back in the chair lifting the front legs off the ground in another habit my mother would have hated.

"You don't seem like the type." He stated looking me up and down.

"I'm not, that's why I'm here. What about you Charles Vane, I've heard some gruesome tales. What's your story?" I cocked my head in interest.

"Well for starters everything you've heard is probably true." I laughed thinking of what people in London thought he was compared to the man I had met last night who couldn't carry a tune to save his life.

"Well I grew up rough," my eyes flit over to the brand on his exposed chest. All the pieces clicked together. I had seen that brand in a book back in London. He had grown up a slave. I kept a neutral facial expression because if he wanted me to know he would have said.

"Joined Blackbeard's crew, came to Nassau and never left." It was clear I had hit a sore subject.

"What are we going to do?" Another wave of reality washed over me. I hadn't even been here a week and I had married one of the most feared pirates.

"To be honest, I've got no fucking idea."

Ta da! I swear every time I go to move away from Black Sails to try to focus on one of my MANY other writing projects I have going on I always see something that just sticks and wont leave me alone until I write it.

Thanks so much for reading and don't forget to comment any ideas you want to read!

~M&D

This was originally a one-shot but I have chosen to extend it so there will be a Part 2

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