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a pirates life for me

part nineteen

Pairing: BtsXfemale reader summary: They just wanted ransom money for a princess, you just wanted to be free of palace walls. You are not what he wanted and he was nothing like you anticipated. Word count: 2.5k warnings: smut, outdoor, sir kink, dom member, lil bit of danger, some angst, jealousy 

You followed the boys into the woods of the island you arrived at. Namjoon never told you the name, but you assumed they named it after Yoongi’s father, it made sense. Again, you all knew these islands and cities had names, were legally called something, but where was the fun in sticking with the rules? Hoseok brushed a branch out of your face, letting you walk in front of him. You smile, wondering where in the hell you’re going. You had been of the main path for about fifteen minutes now, wandering between trees and over fallen branches. 

‘How long?’ You whisper to Hoseok, the rest leading the way. He walked in front of you, picking you up and over the log in front of you. You giggled as he lifted you, holding you for a little while longer than necessary. The rest of the boys turned around to see what was happening, Yoongi smiling sadly. He longed to hold you like that. This stupid fucking curse. 

‘Not much further, I promise.’ He whispered back, finally putting you down on the ground. You both speed up to catch up with the others, finally coming to a clearing. Yoongi stood by the grave, bowing his head. The other boys began cutting around, cleaning up the area. You didn’t have anything to cut branches with, let alone the strength to actually saw through part of a damn tree. Instead; you picked up some leaves, clearing around the area, making it seem more welcoming and respected. By the time you were all finished, you had gathered around the grave, kneeling beside Yoongi, the rest of the boys behind the both of you. It was silent for a moment, everyone just paying their separate respects. 

‘We have a new crew member father; I hope you protect and approve of her as you do the others. The ship is still in good condition, I think we run it pretty well, right guys?’ The boys all cheer in unison, making you smile fondly. You were slowly realising, and willing to admit, the curse didn’t scare you. There were worse people to be tied to for life, and Yoongi didn’t even fit that list. Yoongi was sweet, warm, welcoming and invited you with open arms. Into his crew, his life, and his bed. He wanted you, this whole time he wanted to tell you, he just couldn’t find the right time. This whole time he wanted you, to be the one for him. Now you’ve had time to think about it, you didn’t mind that at all, in fact. You were ready for it. 

‘You know, the main thing I learned was steering the ship, I was the navigator when father was in charge. It was my favourite thing to do, because he paid the most attention to that when teaching me. I was always jealous of my brothers, father spent so much time teaching them while I was still too young.’ He explained, playing with the small sprouts of grass that grew around the trees. ‘But when I finally hit a decent age, he began teaching me how to run a ship. I used to pretend I didn’t know how to read the compass, just so he could teach me for longer. I think he knew, I was a sharp kid, so of course I would pick it up easily. Yeah, he definitely knew.’ He spoke smiling, looking up at the crew around him. They may be small, and nothing to be scared of, but his father would be proud of him. That was all he had cared about; building this crew and his fathers’ approval. 

‘Shall we get going?’ He suggested, standing and dusting himself off, the other boys followed suit, Hoseok held his hand out for you, pulling you up to your feet. You take it gratefully, dusting yourself off like the rest. 

Night fell quickly when you got back, Yoongi telling everyone to rest for the rest of the night, he didn’t know when he would want to set sail again but he didn’t think it would be soon. Everyone did as they were directed, except you. Hoseok watched you sit down, looking out at the water. He wasn’t going to join you, was going to let you figure whatever it was out yourself. That’s what you were supposed to do when women were sad or angry right? Regardless, he stepped into his room, the rest of the boys pushing him back out. 

‘Ask her if she is okay, you’ve been all over her today buddy.’ Namjoon teased, raising his eyebrows blocking the way. Hoseok couldn’t enter the room for a while, no matter how hard he tried. 

‘You okay? You seem miles away.’ He commented, sitting down beside you. You smile at him, shuffling closer to mooch his heat. 

‘Yeah, just thinking I guess.’ You replied, leaning your head on his shoulder. He relaxed for you, letting you get more comfortable. You sat in silence for a minute, listening to the waves crash against the ship. 

‘Want to talk about it or?’ He asked, wrapping his arm tightly around your shoulders, rubbing gentle circles. You nod, resting your chin on his shoulder instead, staring directly at his jawline. 

‘I’m going to take the curse. I’m going to tell him that I don’t mind it, that I want to do it. I think I put it off for so long, not out of fear of that, but fear of losing the rest of you. I didn’t want to settle down with Yoongi and never cuddle with you guys again or have you flirting with me. I’m not a greedy person, but I love all of you, I’ve come to adore all of you in the same way in almost a year. I just didn’t want to lose that.’ You admitted, moving away from his face as he turned to look at you. 

‘You were never going to lose that you idiot.’ He spoke grabbing your cheeks, pulling you a little bit closer. ‘You were never going to lose us.’ He whispered, pressing his lips to yours, cradling your head in his hands. He pulled away all to quickly, making you chase his lips as they disappeared. 

‘Say you won’t give up on us. Even when you choose Yoongi, don’t forget about how much we love you.’ He whispered. You nodded, not really sure why you were agreeing, assuming as soon as you accept this with Yoongi that was it, you were together, no room for discussion. They had said at the start they weren’t opposed to sharing women, which you have come to experience. However, Yoongi’s girl was off limits, you just assumed that’s what you would be. Yoongi’s. 

‘Good. Now, I’m very aware, everyone else has had some fun with you. Is it my turn now?’ He smirked, his attitude changing from soft to dominating. You bit down on your bottom lip, nodding slowly at him. You wanted him to dominate you, to do whatever the fuck he wanted. He had the vibe that made you think he would do exactly that. His lips slammed back into yours, shifting himself to a crouch, pulling you into standing at the same time as him. 

Before you had time to question, your back was pinned to the side of the ship, his arms and body holding you in place. You could feel your need for him deepening, hands wrapping tightly around his torso pulling him closer into you. You felt him smirk into the kiss, pushing you harder against the side. One hand travelled to the hem of your shirt, pulling at it, popping the buttons open. You whimper as the fabric scratches into your skin with the pull, oddly turning you on. 

‘Did you like that baby? I can be rougher than that.’ He growled, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth, tugging your bottoms down quickly, making them dig into your flesh again. ‘I’m not going to be gentle with you. This isn’t about to be some loving fuck. No angel, this is punishment for leaving me for last.’ He spoke, flipping you around so you were facing the ocean. Your hands went out to save your chest smacking the hard wood. He dropped to his knees behind you, shoving a finger in instantly, he could already see you were wet, it’s not like he pushed it in painfully. His fingers moved inside you, flicking at your g-spot every few seconds. 

You didn’t have time to beg for more, or to ask him to hit it harder. By the time you had opened your mouth, he was standing again, positioning himself at your entrance. The tip hit your lips, pushing them open, for someone who promised not to be gentle, he sure was being pretty careful right now. 

‘You ready baby?’ He asked, panting already, you nod your head with a whimper, wiggling your hips to entice him. A swift smack landed on your bare backside, making you scream a little in pain. If you had listened more to the things around you rather than just Hoseok, you would have noticed the sound of Yoongi’s door creaking open. You would have noticed it never closed again. 

‘Use your words baby, say you want this as much as I want you.’ He growled, leaning over your body as much as possible to nibble on your skin. 

‘I want it Hobi, please, can’t you tell?’ You tease, pushing back slightly subsequently pushing the head inside without his permission. Another smack echoed around the empty sea, your cry of pleasure following after. 

‘That’s a warning. Things don’t happen without my go ahead, okay?’ He warned, pulling himself back out. You nod, a small ‘Yes sir.’ Falling from your lips. It was meant to be snarky, to tease or annoy him, but it didn’t work. He groaned in response, pushing himself back inside, but just the tip, not willing to give you more just yet. 

‘Say it again, call me that again.’ He begged, gripping your ass so you didn’t push back on him again. 

‘I understand sir, please just have your way with me.’ You whimper, resting your head on the wood below you. He pushed himself in with no warning, burning your lips that weren’t quite wet enough yet. You hissed at the pain, squeezing around him regardless. He groaned as he bottomed out, taking a minute to control himself. He pulled out so the tip just rested in you, pushing back in just as hard and fast. He continued the punishing pace, making you press your nails into the wood, screams and whines escaping your mouth. At this point you had lost all your shame, not caring who heard you, you just wanted him. 

‘Give me your hands baby.’ He demanded, snapping his fingers for your attention, you complied, looping your hands behind your back. He grabbed them instantly, steadying your hips with one hand hands held in his other. He braced your hips for the impact of his, making sure not to hurt you in the process. 

Yoongi could hear everything happening, in fact, he would be surprised if the closest ship couldn’t hear you right now. He could feel his trousers getting tighter, the urge to relieve himself burning through his chest. He wouldn’t though, he couldn’t just do that without you knowing. Trying to stay away from you was proving a lot harder than he expected it to be. He would tell you soon, maybe in a couple of days that he couldn’t wait, couldn’t do this anymore. He hated being the only one you haven’t slept with fully. The boys talked about you a lot, talked about how good you were without thinking. They would apologise quickly, not meaning to make the captain feel bad, he would just smile, pretending the thought of being last didn’t hurt. He slowly closed the door, trying to make it not make noise, sighing, slipping into the bed. You would crawl in later when you were done, but did he pretend to be asleep or not this time? 

‘I’m close, Hobi please!’ You groan, pushing what you can of your hips into him. He pulled out spinning you around, lifting you up. You instantly wrap your arms around his neck, a small fear building in your chest that you could fall off the edge right now. 

‘Trust me, I won’t drop you.’ He whispered tenderly, slipping himself back inside of you, hitting all new areas now. You whine, instantly forgetting about you balancing on the edge of a ship, ready to plunge at least 15 feet into the ocean. His arm wrapped around your ass, holding your back against the ship, free hand travelling to your clit. He pushed you over the edge quickly, falling heavily into your orgasm. He felt you squeezing around him, pulling out quickly, cumming into the ocean. You laughed watching some of it hit the edge of the ship. 

‘Yoongi will kill you if he finds out.’ You commented, smiling at him, pulling your trousers up and wrapping yourself in your shirt. He shook his head, dressing himself again. He pulled your head closer, kissing your forehead tenderly. 

‘Not if you don’t tell him angel.’ He whispered, smiling down at you. ‘Also, about the curse. Just tell him, he’s been painstakingly waiting for you. He just wanted you to be sure, now you’re sure, let him know.’ He spoke, kissing you one more time before running off to his own room, leaving you alone on the deck. Shaking your head and laughing, you walked back to Yoongi’s quarters, pausing at the door. Light still shone through the gap at the bottom of the door, you should tell him now. Now, or never. Pushing the door open, he was perched on the end of the bed, his eyes looked over your ripped blouse, standing and walking over to you. 

‘Yoongi what are you…’ You whispered, cutting yourself off as his hands removed your shirt, slipping it down your arms and onto the floor. You stood bare chested in front of him, not trying to cover yourself at all. 

‘Yoongi I need to tell you something.’ You spoke confidently, sure this was it, the moment you let him know you want this. He just smiled, shaking his head, handing you your night dress. 

‘Not tonight, tomorrow okay? Tell me everything you want tomorrow.’ He whispered, walking you both back over to the bed. He was sure you were going to tell him you didn’t want him, that you had found the one you wanted to be with in the crew. It wasn’t him, but he just wanted one more night, just one more, to act like you might love him how he loved you.