9 The Golden Problem #2
"What did I do last time I sat on your windowsill?" Silverfin tried to think, genuinely confused. He was more confused when Hawk just chuckled in reply, stroking a hand up the inside of his thigh. He started to mouth warm kisses along Silverfin's jaw; predictably, Silverfin’s cock started to swell.
"I think you know exactly what you did," Hawk murmured, breath hot against Silverfin’s skin. He licked a line up to his earlobe, nibbling at it, before running the backs of his knuckles over the quickly growing bulge in Silverfin's trousers. "And it was very, very naughty of you."
Silverfin bit his lip on a groan, tangling his fingers in Hawk's lovely hair.
He tried to squirm closer, hoping for more stimulation than just the tease of Hawk's fingers.
"Am I really so terribly naughty, Captain?
" He arched his hips forward to press against his lover's, satisfied to feel Hawk's cock similarly swollen and wanting.
Hawk's hands smoothed over his flanks and down to cup his ass, squeezing and encouraging the rocking of his hips.
"Terribly naughty and completely incorrigible," he breathed, nipping at Silverfin's bottom lip, before lathing the bite with his tongue.
His fingers continued to knead at Silverfin's ass, pleasurably possessive, as his voice lowered. "Take off your trousers."
Silverfin groaned, already pulling at the lacing and shimmying the material down his hips.
He had very pleasant memories of the last time he'd been pantless on Hawk's lap, grinding against him with the length of Hawk's cock pressed hard between his ass cheeks.
This time, however, Hawk manhandled him down across his lap until he was laid out along the bench, his good leg braced on the floor and his ass in the air. "What — "
"Shh." Hawk's hand stroked over the dip of his back and the cup of Silverfin’s ass, rubbing and squeezing with an appreciative little hum. "You jerked off without me."
"What?"
"In my cabin. My cabin. Without me," Hawk repeated.
Silverfin squirmed a little, still rather confused. Hawk didn't sound particularly displeased, despite his words. If anything he sounded quite intent, his voice low and throaty in a way that always percolated straight to Silverfin's unruly cock. "I... I'm sorry? It's just, I was so swollen..."
"An apology is a start." Hawk's hand pulled away from his ass, landing with a sharp smack on his flesh.
Silverfin yelped, more from surprise than sensation. "What are you doing?"
Hawk's fingers rubbed over his skin. "Punishing you."
"Is... this a pirate tradition I'm not yet aware of?"
Hawk chuckled, low and throaty. "Disrespecting one's captain is a serious offense. But this kind of punishment is reserved only for you, my squirmy little minx."
"Oh." Still not quite sure what to think of this, Silverfin tried to twist to look up at the pirate.
Hawk made a disapproving noise, hand between his shoulder blades pushing him down and holding him firmly in place.
He delivered two more smacks to Silverfin's ass, fast and shuddering.
It wasn't particularly gentle, the sensation sharp and stinging, but there was something undeniably arousing in this act, mixing with his desire to make his cock jerk against Hawk's leg.
Hawk's voice lowered as he rubbed over Silverfin's abused skin. "Now... will you accept your captain's punishment like a good boy?"
Silverfin moaned, grinding his cock against his thigh. "Oh yes," he answered, eagerly. There was no need for consideration. "I'll accept anything you want, Captain."
Hawk's fingers dug into the fleshy part of his ass. "Careful what you say," he growled. "I may just take you up on that offer."
Silverfin opened his mouth to encourage just that, but his words were interrupted by another sharp blow.
Now that he'd made up his mind to accept it, the intensity of pleasure was incredibly arousing. His blood flow reversed and rushed like a wave headlong to his prick, which sprung forth and stabbed Hawk’s thigh in a fit of unsatisfied fury.
Silverfin bit his lip to prevent a loud moan from escaping.
Hawk groaned for him, low and appreciative. "Do you see the error of your ways, now?"
"I..." Silverfin thought wildly. What was the right answer? Would it bring more spanking, or would Hawk stop? And which did he actually prefer? "Yes?" he tried cautiously.
His answer earned him another smack on each cheek. Silverfin whimpered, grinding his swollen prick against Hawk's thigh. "Captain, please..."
"Tell me what you did wrong," Hawk growled, even as the stroke of his fingers soothed the sting of the blows. "Tell me what you did wrong and tell me you won't do it again."
"I... jerked off in your cabin and I won't do it again." He yelped as Hawk's palm connected with his ass, which was becoming hot and sore from the spanking. His face flushed as well, and a small dribble of saliva appeared to attempt to escape from his mouth.
"And?"
"And...?" His lack of response earned him another smack, making him cry out.
"You jerked off in my cabin, without me, and without my permission," Hawk said sternly, fingers hot as he rubbed over Silverfin's abused flesh. "You left a terrible mess on my windowsill like a dirty little slut."
“So...,” Silverfin panted into his own forearm, “it would have been fine if I had asked your permission first and let you watch? Just to be clear?”
Instead of an affirmative, his response pulled a grunt from Hawk's lips. His fingers dug into Silverfin's ass again.
“Captain, please,” Silverfin begged, beginning to lose his mind. “It’s so incredibly swollen, I’m afraid it’s going to explode. Without your permission!”
Hawk let out a breath in reply, low and shaky.
His fingers dragged down the crease of Silverfin's ass, sending a shudder of pleasure through him that was almost as nice as when the captain’s cock had been in their place.
"That's better," Hawk muttered gruffly, fingers switching to teasing the soft skin behind Silverfin’s balls.
"Fuck, you look good like this. Your pretty little ass in the air, all flushed pink.... "
Whether it was the bevy of sensation or the heat of Hawk's words that made Silverfin's cock jerk in painful arousal, he wasn't quite sure. "Pink is good?"
Hawk's thumb rubbed up his ass crack again, pressing against the tight pucker of his hole. It was unexpectedly pleasurable - or maybe Silverfin was just so aroused that any contact would have been welcome.
Until that moment, Silverfin had been pretty sure that this particular orifice only had one purpose. Then again, he had been mistaken about his third leg as well. After all, merfolk spawned, not this odd comingling of flesh and fluids that the bipeds called “love making.”
He whimpered, squirming in Hawk’s lap like a flounder tossed upon the beach. "Captain... Captain, please!"
"Alright." Hawk's voice was rough with need in a way that went straight to Silverfin's cock. "Open your mouth. I'll give you everything you need."
Silverfin obeyed, whimpering as Hawk's fingers moved from his balls, only to reach around and press between his lips. He sucked on the digits hungrily, hips rocking as he ground his cock against rough fabric covering the captain’s thigh, doubtlessly leaving stains on Hawk’s breeches.
Maybe Hawk would let him come like this. If he asked. He tried to ask around a mouthful of fingers but just ended up drooling on the bench, his words garbled.
"Shhh," Hawk murmured, free hand carding through his hair. "Don't worry, little darling. I'll take care of you. You've earned that."
Silverfin emitted a contented grunt around Hawk’s fingers.
“You’ve been such a good boy for me, Finn,” Hawk’s voice trickled down into Silverfin's ears, making the hair stand on the back of his neck. “Such a beautiful boy.”
Hawk’s fingers slipped out of his mouth with a pop and Silverfin almost chased them as they departed, immediately bereft.
Hawk’s other hand drew reassuring, soothing circles over the burning skin of Silverfin’s exposed ass.
When those fingers pressed against the pucker of Silverfin’s ass, the rub of them was spit-slickened and even more pleasurable than it had been before.
Silverfin closed his eyes with a groan. Clearly, this was another strange bipedal pleasure.
After everything else Hawk had shown him, surely this would be just as delightful?
So, when Hawk's finger pressed up into the space that had only ever had stuff come out of it, Silverfin forced himself to relax against the strange, spidery sensation.
"Jesus Christ." From the thickness of Hawk's voice, he was undoubtedly pleased, which would have been enough for Silverfin on its own.
But as Hawk's finger slowly rocked in him, the sensation became soaringly pleasurable, and not unlike having his cock stroked.
He tried to shift against his lover's thigh, arching his back to give Hawk better access, and was rewarded with a low moan. Beneath his own body, a distinct hardening was stabbing right back at him from between the captain’s legs.
"So good for me," Hawk murmured again, continuing to caress him.
His finger drew away, before returning with a second, the sensation intensifying, and quickly building a pleasurable crescendo.
"You should see how good you look like this...
pretty, pink, little ass with my fingers inside you, fuck... "
"Feels so good," Silverfin managed to gasp. He was caught between humping Hawk's leg and grinding back into this strange new touch. But would either truly grant him release? "Captain," he whimpered, trembling with need. "Please..."
"So fucking pretty when you beg." Unfortunately, Hawk pulled his fingers away from their pleasurable stimulation of Silverfin's orifice. Luckily, he quickly found himself pulled upright, and unceremoniously flung over Hawk's shoulder.