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Stede's lips were on Israel's the moment he was given permission to kiss him again. His lover was on his back in the sand with Stede completely on top of them, no space left between their bodies. He kissed him with such fervor - tongues engaged in a dance of passion while his hands moved up his sides and to the back of his neck. One hand slid under his head to cradle him while they kissed, his eyes closed as he loses himself completely in the kiss. As he loses himself in Israel and the thought of marrying him. And those thoughts only made Stede kiss his fiancé harder. He was content in staying like this all night, kissing him until sunrise, the thought sounding quite tempting and wonderful, but the only downside as the mess of sand they'd wake up to. Worth it, Stede thinks as he continues to kiss Izzy, only realizing that he, too, needed to breathe when Izzy was the one to break the kiss again.

He rolls them onto his side and Stede can't help the whine that falls from his lips at the sudden loss of warmth, but he makes up for it by nestling close to him again, stopping only when Izzy takes his hand and holds it up, looking over the ring on his pinky that fit so perfectly. He listens to him speak about the ring, and his mother, his gaze moving back and forth between the two. But the smile had returned, and the loving and adoring look in his eyes never left. His heart flutters at the way he caresses his hand while he talks about the ring, his heart holding so much love contrary to what people thought, and said, about Izzy Hands. But Stede knew him. The crew knew him. This was a man that loved with his entire heart. He's more than shown that. And more than once. And he was truly loved in return.

your love brought me back.

Those words make the tears return to Stede's eyes and he oh so gentle wraps his fingers around Izzy's hands and brings it to his lips for a soft, but lingering kiss - a tear or two falling onto the back of his hand. "I promise, Israel." And he meant it. "This ring will never leave my sight. I will keep it with me at all times and protect it. Always." He would protect it with his life, just as he would protect Israel. "And you know," He smiles again, holding up their intertwined hands in the air as he admired the ring again. "She's going to be with us. When we're married." She was always with Izzy and she would be for their wedding, whenever and wherever, they would have it.

"And I also think," A brief pause as he lowers their hands. "Whatever her favorite color, or perhaps even her favorite flower, or perhaps both, we make that part of the wedding. We make her part of our wedding." He suggests with a sweet smile, his eyes landing on Izzy's, wondering what he thought of that idea.

This ridiculous idiot was behaving like he hadn’t just initially proposed just beforehand. Bonnet had proposed to him, shocked Izzy to his core. He’d taken the breath out of him just as Israel had done to Stede as he gathered himself and offered the ring. And oh how the pirate screamed into the cool night that he’d marry him. Izzy already knew the answer. He’d just said yes himself, but now they had a ring. Izzy had now formally proposed himself and this was the most special of things.

Luckily for them the slightly tarnished ring did fit on Stede’s pinky of his left hand which brightened his expression in ways he’d never known. Sure, he’d been happy with this man. He’d been ecstatic. But in this moment it hit him just how much he had loved him. And to think, their past was so fucking tumultuous but now it lead here. Izzy didn’t have too much time to think once he slipped the ring on his finger because Stede was once again begging to kiss him. How could he deny that?

His voice was low, it was soft. “ Yes, you can kiss me..” And of course Bonnet wasted no time. Israel was practically tackled down into the sand, chuckling against his lips as he was completely smothered in his captain. This wasn’t comparative to those quick kisses. Oh no, this was a deep kiss. Bonnet’s tongue was when in his mouth so quickly his only instinct was to suckle on it in turn, rubbing his own pink muscle to his. Arms were wrapped the tightest they’d ever been, and for long moments.. who knew how long, they continued kissing each other on the sand.

But soon Izzy needed to breathe. They both did and the kiss stopped. Izzy was panting but he was smiling as well. Then, he rolled them over at least so they were laying on their sides in the sand. His hand came from behind his back and took the newly ringed hand of his captain. He gently ran his thumb over the stone of the small ring, looking at it and then back to him. “ The only other person that wore this was my mother. She was everything to me, Stede. All of her love is tucked away in this tiny little stone. “ All of her love was truly inside Israel, but damnit he was feeling poetic. That tad bit of artist shone through, illuminated in that moment by his fiancée and his mother’s love.

“ Her love was the only thing that kept me going for many years. And just when I thought I couldn’t bare the pain of this world anymore.. your love brought me back. So it just seems the right thing to give this to you. It’s all my mother’s love.. “ He slowly raised his eyes to his. “ And mine. Promise me you’ll take care of it? “ Because now Stede Bonnet held all of it in his hands. He held Israel even. He kept him going, he made him happy. This ring was symbolic in such a multitude of ways. When he was asking if Stede would take care of the ring, he meant his own love as well.