The Pride of the Wolf

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.The Pride of the Wolf.​
(Closed for fae_bella and Mhorashty)

The Pride of the Wolf sat docked amonst many ships. The cool night air brought the fresh sea breeze blowing through the dock and in through the small port town. The Captain had stopped in this Port for re-supply and to give the ship's carpenter sometime to repair some of the damage taken from the last raid they were apart of. Captain Wolf had ordered the crew to fire a volley and then prepare to board.. They'd taken in quiet a hall from that poor merchant vessel. The ship was easily twice the size of the Pride, but the Pride's crew were some of the most fearsome Pirates to sail the high sea's. They attacked with a bestial savagery fitting their Captain's name... the stories of the crew sent shivers through many sailors.

One account described the boarding Pirates as yellow-eyed, frothing demons who attacked like a pack of rabid wolves, hearding and then striking.. only to vanish as quickly as they'd appeared... then attacking again as a howl ripped forth through the nightsky, calling the Ocean Wolves to attack a weakened, and confused foe...

Captain Ruronoa "the Wolf" Zoro sat in his quarters, while most of the men had taken their pay and headed off into the port town to drink and spread their own legend..

..the Captain had just finished filling out his log book and was glancing over some of his maps.. he took a moment and leaned back and looked around the room. He saw the maps pinned to the walls, the extra set of keys to the powder room, the brig, and the hold. He pulled his black bandanna off and threw it onto the table and ran his large rough hands through his short spikey green hair. His red coat fell open and he looked down at the host of scars that crisscrossed his tanned chest and stomach.. he could recall the names of every person who'd scarred him.. as well as the manor in which they'd paid for the mark they'd left on him...

There was a quick sharp knock at the door, the tell tale knock of his First Mate, "Cap'n?" It was definitly Rooke, his first mate. Ruronoa couldn't have asked for a better first mate, the man was nearly as capable as himself. Infact, Rooke and Ruronoa had spend many hours dueling up on deck, much to the enjoyment of the men on board.. you needed something to pass the time when the winds wouldn't blow and watching the Captain and First Mate Duel across the entire ship was one hell of away to do it...

"Yeah, Rooke?" The Captain's rough voice called out from his chair. He slowly stood and strolled to his large baywindow and stared out into the night.

"Cap'n, all is well. We've still got a few more hands down in the brig if you want to use them for somethin' later on. But I've got a few of the men coming back in a few hours to switch those fella's out." Rooke said through the door. "If it's not to bold Cap'n... I think you really should take a few hours to relax."

The Captain just nodded and stared out into the pale glow of the full moon...


Captain Roronoa "The Wolf" Zoro
 
Rooke headed out from the captain's quarters, shaking his head from the blank reply he had recieved from him. There was so much running through that man's mind.. he really needed to find a way to help soothe his Captain's worries.

A thought hit him as he gave a smirk. Of course... the "trinket" he had picked up during the raid. He passed one of the crewmen, tapping his shoulder. "Ey... bring up our little trinket to the Captain's quarters. I'm sure that'll help brighten his mood."

Down in the brig, the crewmen of the raided ship sat in a small huddled group, talking in hushed voices. Yet to the corner sat another figure, hugging its knees and staring at the others. "...don't know why they allowed that to begin with... all her fault, I tell y'... Rotten wench...," hissed words came from the huddle, all directed in the direction of the hiding one.

"I'm sure my father would be so pleased to hear his former crew talking in such a way about me," Anni Demei said sharply, adjusting her jacket as she stood up from her crouch. She could stay quiet for only so long... but now she had had enough. She strode towards the leader of the small group, pointing down at him with a fire in her eyes. "Who tried to fight back? Who tried to defend the ship? You're all nothing but cowards... and you talk about ME?" She frowned, flipping her bangs out of her eyes and shaking her head. "Pathetic. No wonder father was so leery of letting me into the crew. It wasn't because he was thought I'd get hurt.. He didn't want me to know how cowardly a crew he had..."
She wanted to continue, but the sound of someone coming down made her fall silent, the jingle of keys catching her attention.
"Now where is that lil trinket...," the entering men chuckled, peering at her through the bars. "Hello there..."
 
The Wolf

Roronoa stared out quietly into the night. The moon was full, the breeze coming in off the sea was refrshing and they hadn't lost a crew man during the last raid. So what was it that was keeping the Wolf so down. He just couldn't figure it out... He pushing the pair of baywindows open and felt the breeze roll over him. The fresh night air made him smile, but only slightly. He then walked over to the mess of maps pinned to the wall and started looking them over... what should his next move be? He wanted another raid, something to sate the men's hunger for action.. but even more he wanted adventure.. not just for himself but for his men. They were some of the best raiders in the ocean right now.. but for some reason it just wasn't enough...

Meanwhile.. below deck.

The pair of men stared at Anni with hungry beady eyes. "Come 'ere, wench." The first man stepped up to the door and was getting ready to unlock it as the other men pulled both of his pistols and cocked the hammer's back. They weren't stupid... uncooth, dirty, headonistic.. maybe but not stupid. "Anyone but 'er moves and you'll be swimming with the fishes over board before sunup.." The two men waited for the captive crew to decide how this would play out...

...Rooke waited on the stairs.. it wasn't because he didn't trust the two men. He trusted them in combat, he trusted them up in the rigging.. he just didn't trust them with a beautiful girl and a captive audience...
 
The leader of the remainder of the crew glanced up, eyeing the guns, then gave a snort. "She's your funeral, mate. Been nothin' but trouble fer us..."

Anni scowled. Bastard.. She gave a glare to the two men, tightening her fists. She paused, taking in the guns as well, then slowly relaxed her hands and stepping gingerly from the cell. "He's right, you know," She said softly, holding her hands out from her side as she glanced back to the one holding the door. "It seems I'm a curse. I bring bad luck with me.. after all, I seem to have brought your ship onto us.."

She went silent once more, looking up at the steps and seeing the figure of someone standing there, watching. She stared at him, lowering her head slightly as she followed the armed pirate, the other right behind her. She gave a slight yelp as he gave her ass a swat, glaring back at him.
 
Rooke's Proposition.

The two men gave a chuckle, moving her up the steps and out onto the deck of the Pride. "I've got it from here." Rooke's voice surprised the two men, they just nodded and moved off, probably to discuss how they hope the Cap'n will let them have a crack at her after he's done...

"All right, you little trinket. I've got an offer for you." Rooke's hand rested gingerly on the pistol at his side, "You go spend some time with the Captain. Relax him.. use your womanly charms to get him to relax a little and the next Port we stop at.. you'll go free..." Rooke stopped her just outside of the door that let towards the Captain's Cabin.

"However, you choose to try anything funny.."
He leaned in close to her and placed his hand on her backside and gave a nice firm squeeze. "And I will make sure every man on this ship takes his turn with you.. after that.. well.. let's just say at that point.. I don't think it'll matter. Only by the grace of the Captain and myself are you still in the pure state you were when we captured you. Don't be bloody stupid."
 
Anni froze as his hand rested on her bottom, a solemn look on her face as she nodded. "I understand," She said softly, though a hint of anger still ran through her words. To be perfectly honest, she actually felt safer on deck with these pirates than in the brig with that hostile crew. They blamed her for everything that had happened... and that had caused her to become bitter as well.

She could see the captain's figure through the small window of his door, watching him as Rooke spoke. A small lump filled her throat suddenly as she realized exactly what he was saying... if she didn't please the captain, she had one of two fates lined up... A toy for his crew, or death. Well, that made things cheery.
 
We have an Accord...

"We have an accord then." He gave a sharp knock on the door. "Captain. The boys and I have rescued a special peice of treasure from the hull for you." With that Rooke removed his hand from her backside. He spoke softly to her, "Don't mess up.." Rooke then turned and strolled off towards the starboard side of the ship. He crossed his arms as he leaned against the rail, his hand still resting on the butt of the gun he stared at the beautiful girl standing before the lair of the wolf.

The Captain walked to the door and slowly pulled it open. His nearly black eyes stared down at the girl standing before his door. He stood back a moment to take in the sight of her. She was very beautiful. She was indeed a peice of treasure, Rooke was right about that. He ran a hand through his spikey green hair and gave her a bit of a nod... "Greetings, precious." His voice was low, deep, rough. Not much more than a growl.

His shirt flared open in the breeze, exposing his heavily scarred chest, as well as showing the pair of swords hanging on his right side. His right hand rested on the hilt of one of the swords. He gestured her in with his left hand. Rooke gave a bit of a nod to the girl, a dark smile crossing over his features. The tinyest hint of golden amber crept into Rooke's gaze.
 
"Ah- h-hello, sir." Anni gave a hesitant glance behind her, a nervous noise escaping her as she saw Rooke fingering the gun on his hip. She turned back to look at the Captain- but then wasn't sure if he WANTED her to look at him, quickly looking to the floor instead and following him into the room.

She had to break out of the fright and do as Rooke had said... She didn't want to have the other options come into play once more. She went over to him, hesitantly placing her hand against his bare chest and feeling the scars on it. She yanked her hand back, looking up at him in surprise. "Uhm- I'm- I'm sorry, I.. I didn't mean to-"
 
The Wolf

The Wolf looked at her with kind eyes. He gave her a sad smile and shook his head. "It's all right. I know Rooke put you up to this and probably threatened you too boot. Just please calm yourself. I'm not going to hurt you..." His voice seemed softer and less gruff then it was prior. Roronoa sighed softly and walked over to his desk. He snatched up his flask of rum and offerred it too her...

..."Please. Take a drink and relax. Your one of the crew from our last raid.. right?" He looked her over, she was definitly very attractive and he wouldn't mind her company in the least. "Why don't you sit down and tell me about yourself Miss...?" He seemed rather well spoken when he wanted to be...

He removed the swords from his hip and placed them in a finely crafted stand which was nailed to the wall also, along side his pistols. He then turned back to her and offered her a weak smile.. He shrugged the red coat off his shoulder and hung it up as well before returning to his chair...
 
Anni took the flask with uneasy hands, watching him as he walked about the room. "My name is Anni, sir. I.. I was on my father's ship when your crew-" She paused, looking to the bottle. "-Ah.. When your ship met with us." She took a long drink from the flask, coughing slightly as she lowered it and wiping her mouth, still stifling a few coughs. That was far stronger than anything she had ever touched before! She held it back out to him, her eyes watering a bit. "Ahem- ahh- thank you, sir."
She sat down across from him, looking around the room, then back to him. "So... You're the one they refer to as The Wolf... You're the reason, actually, that father was so afraid to bring me with him." She gave a gentle sigh, looking to her hands. "To be honest with you, sir.... I feel far safer here with you than with the men that accompanied me on my own ship." She glanced at him, a slight smile on her face. "I suppose that sounds insane, doesn't it?"
 
"Not entirely dearie. See, there's a reason those men were leary to have you on their ship. That reason, if you don't know, is because we sailors refer to the Seas as Mother Ocean, or Lady Ocean.. and she is indeed a jealous mistress. So many trade ships, battle ships, and even fishing ships won't allow a woman on board... because they fear angering our fair lady." The Wolf bowed his head slightly as he took the drink back. He took another swig of it and set it down on his desk.

He slowly stalked towards her, like his namesake stalking it's prey. "Now why would your father be afraid of taking you aboard because of me? I mean, he could have hardly known the future.. or else I imagine he wouldn't have taken that voyage." The Wolf stopped infront of her.. his hand moved out and slid along her smooth, soft, cheek. "Well, Anni?"

He stared down at her, and a look of pure hunger overtook his face. His once calm and peaceful eyes had the slightest hints of yellow amber to them, the lustful gaze was enough to make even the oldest trick turner shiver. His other hand came up to cup her face and he leaned in close, his lips barely an inch from hers...

"Tell me, little Anni.. why did your father fear me so?"
 
A chill ran down her spine as he took her chin in his fingers, Anni's eyes hunting for somewhere- anywhere- else to look, nut his eyes were so hard not to look into. "He- he heard stories of you. The locals had stories that-" She glanced away, but was drawn back once again, pulling her lips in as she felt his so close to hers.
"Uhm-"
She swallowed hard, staring at him. "Your name proceeds you, sir. I'm sure many of these things have just been added on over time... That you- you've slaughtered fishermen for not heeding your warnings, that you've taken captive hundreds only to leave them stranded on islands..." She shook her head. "But.. I don't believe that. Not any of it.. "
 
He leaned his face in even closer to hers, rubbing his scratchy cheek along her smooth one, pausing by her ear. "Perhaps you should..." Using his leverage, his strength, his agility and his simple positioning to push her back and down onto the bed (which was the only other thing to sit on beside the floor..) "Do not mistake the kindness I show you for weakness. I have a soft spot in my heart for you. If only because you are still young and in need of protection and your father now rests with Davy Jones. Because of me. I will not have people questioning my deeds or my actions. Understand, girl?"

The hints of amber gave way to full fledged yellow, his eyes burning with an animalistic gaze usually reserved for prey.. He looked her over hungarly. He wanted her. He wanted her now, but rape was not something he lowered himself too so easily.. He leaned down slightly and continued to rub his cheek along hers in a slightly more intimate fashion... "I will not have my men questioning me, and I especially cannot allow you too as well. Your here, in my graces for a reason.. the ocean granted you too me.. I'd like to think there's more to it than a couple nights of carnal pleasures.. "\

The men had called her a pretty little trinket. He was thinking there might be more to it than that.. that while she was pretty and little.. that she may have a link to something.. hopefully to the thing he was hunting the oceans and seas for...
 
Anni sucked in her breath, her heartbeat quickening as he lay atop her, his growl of a voice echoing in her ears. "Y-yes, sir... I.. understand...," She whispered hoarsely. She shivered as he ran his skin against hers once more, glancing down as he continued to move against her.
She pulled away a bit, slipping further up on the bed to look at him, then quickly lowered her gaze. "I don't know why the seas decided I should arrive on your ship. I do, however, know why your crewman sent me to your chambers. I.. was told to bring you pleasure." She reached up, slowly slipping her arms from her shirt, though her eyes stayed locked on the floor. She glanced up at him a moment, seeing the curious look on his face- was this over her shirt? No... his eyes weren't even looking towards that. His gaze was on her face... "Sir?," She asked softly. "Have... Have I done something wrong?"
 
"No. You haven't done anything wrong.." He watched her with much curiosity and interest. His amber hued eyes stared into her own, he'd never had a problem with women, not getting them, not having his way with them.. but rape was something he was personally above. He didn't want her to be forced to do something she didn't want.. he wanted her to want to be with him.. He wetted hungry lips and slowly crouched back on the bed, away from her. "Continue.."

He wanted to see all her body had to offer.. he was slightly puzzled, he truly beleived that there was a higher purpose for her being on this ship.. could he have been wrong?

He watched her with patient, lustfilled eyes...
 
The way he looked at her sent a shiver down her spine, though not of fear...he was intruiged by her, and that left her curious about him as well.
She dropped the cloth next to her, then stood up from the bed, turning her back to him as she undid her pants. On her left shoulderblade was a birthmark, a shape that looked almost like a skull. She stepped from the pants and her undergarments, then turned back around to face him, her hands clasped before her now nude body. She glanced at him, then quickly folded her arms behind her back instead, allowing him to fully take in her breasts and clean shaven pussy. She could see the stirring in his own pants, eyeing it as she swallowed hard. The Wolf was sitting before her, watching her... staring at her. She knew of his legends... she had hunted down all the stories she could on him. But to actually be before him....
She sat next to him, placing her hand gingerly against his chest and leaning into him, her lips grazing against his. "Forgive me, Captain. Its just- I've never met a legend before. I... don't want to dissappoint you."
 
The Mark...

His eyes widened slightly upon seeing her birthmark. He'd hoped she hadn't caught the slight reaction, there was reason for her to be on his ship.. reason indeed. He marked the image in his mind.. later he would spend time in search of something to do with that mark..

"I doubt a creature as beautiful as you could ever be a disappointment." His lips found hers, pressing against her. He felt her hands upon his and her body pressing against his slightly. He stood slowly, he turned so he was standing infront of her, facing her. He gestured for her to undo his clothing, just as she had undone her own. His hands found her hair and her cheek. Caressing, touching...

"...so tell me Anni.. do I live up to my legends? Or are you slightly disappointed? Speak honestly."
He gave a bit of a low growl to emphisize the serious of his statement. She was very beautiful.. he would delight in taking her.. but he would not go against his own code.. he would not make it happen by force.
 
"You're far more than what I thought you would be, sir... Every story I've heard does you no credit..." Anni looked up at him, her fingers resting on his belt buckle as she worked on removing it from him.
There was one, of course, that she wasn't certain of the truth behind quite yet... but looking at him, hearing his gruff yet still gentle words, the odd tenderness that came from the man she heard was one of the most fearsome pirates on the seas... She had a strong desire to find out the truth behind the story of him being an incredible lover.

She closed her eyes, resting her cheek against his caress, then looked up at him again as she tugged his pants free for him. She paused, seeing him revealed fully before her. "Oh-" She swallowed hard, that want growing even more inside her. "Captain... I-" She frowned, a slight blush to her face. "I want to experience another of your legends. Except..." She lowered her eyes sheepishly. "I...I've never been with a man before..."
 
The Legend...

He nodded and gently pushed her back down against the beddings. He slipped out of his breeches and knelt atop her. He looked down at her and raised her face slightly, so he could look into her eyes again. "That's nothing to be ashamed of. If your sure you want me, the Wolf will be happy to comply." He lowered his face to hers, pressing his hungry mouth to hers. His eyes closed as his rough right hand caressed her cheek. He knew the legend she spoke of.. the romantical one that tended to float around the social circles of upperclass women.

His mouth stayed pressed to hers for many heartbeats, he then slowly worked his lips along her jawline, and then down the smooth curve of her naked neck. As he neared the nape of her neck, where it joined with her shoulder, he lightly bit into her soft flesh. Those haunting yellow eyes stared up at her...
 
"Captain, I-"
She was cut short as his lips claimed hers, closing her eyes as his hand touched her skin. She was still a bit scared- but it was passing with his gentle words and touches. She gave a soft gasp for air as he pulled free from her mouth, the gasp turning into a cry as he nipped at her neck.
The look in his eyes caught her own with such fascination, unable to stop looking at them. "Captain...," She whispered, her hands sliding along his bare shoulders, pulling him closer to her.
 
The Wolf smiled. He slipped onto his side, laying beside her, his hand traveling along her rib cage and slowly down over her taut stomach and lower still. His face pressed along side hers, nuzzling gently. His hand ran lightly over her shaved, hairless mound. Slowly his fingers slid up and down along her soft, heated pussy. His mouth worked against hers, meanwhile his erection pressed along her thigh as he lay beside her, hands working.
 
Anni closed her eyes as his hands slid against her body, unable to bring herself to move for a moment as she felt his warm skin riding along hers. A sharp gasp escaped her as he pet against her mound, playing about her pussy lips. Her mouth pressed against his as he gently kissed her, her own hand slipping down along his side, gingerly taking hold of his erection and running her fingers along it.
She pulled away from his lips slightly, looking into those wonderous yellow eyes of his. She could see the animal inside him.. Yet another reason for the Wolf nickname..
 
He sighed softly as she took him in her hands, the soft sound passed his lips as his fingers continued to play upon her naked mound, rubbing over soft, smooth skin. Touching those soft pink lips lightly, running his index finger between those velvet lips... He smiled down at her as she pulled away from his kiss and looked into his yellow eyes. He wondered for a moment what could have been crossing her mind as he slowly lowered his head to her nipple and took it in his mouth. He began to suck and nibble softly...
 
***A note to those I've been writing with-
For some reason, this account is giving me troubles; locking up, saying I have PM's when I don't, and other oddities. I'm creating a new account... I'll post something with it as soon as I get it set up.

Please don't PM this name. I'll not be using it after tonight....
 
"Ohh!" Anni gasped out as he took her nipple in his lips, her hand tightening about his shaft as she closed her eyes. She had never felt anything like this before; between his mouth toying with her breast, and his fingers slipping along her folds. With as gentle as he was being, it was hard to believe he was as fierce a pirate as the stories made him seem. Was she about to say that? Not hardly.
"Captain...," She whispered out softly, slowly opening her eyes to look at him. Though she absolutely loved what he was doing, she was sent there for a reason... "I was brought here to please you. Please, sir... let me do something for you..."
 
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