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Pirates Boon

I may not be the most honest of furs, I mean I am a pirate after all.
Working as a single fur crew I set sail from my small island leaving
behind my village in hopes of an adventure and treasure. Now I'm not the
kind of pirate who set out to plunder pillage and all that junk, I work
under the philosophy of if you can get away with it, do so and to
always help someone in distress. Even if you put them in distress first,
there is almost always rewards of some sort.

People call me the Red Feather, a nickname given to me by the
government for my agile almost floating fighting style, "Red Feather
Rick" bounty of 5,000g, nothing too high but talented enough to be
noticed. The majority of my fur being almost a rusty red with white
cuffs and white fur from my chin down my front. Dressed in baggy beige
pants and a tan doublet over top a white dress shirt. The tri-cornered
had that accented the wardrobe was a gift from my mother before she
passed away the year prier to when I set out on my journey.

Anchoring at the port of an island along my journeys I stopped into the
tavern to get a meal before finding provisions for my next journey at
sea. Though the bar maid wasn't much help seeing as how the service was
poor and everyone was too drunk to bother asking directions to the
nearest supply shop.

An ocelot about twenty years, came up to my table as I took a seat on the second floor at the back of the room.

"Would you like some food or a drink tonight sir?" he said forcing a
smile across his face as I'm sure he did at every table he served.

His words to me sounding like an angels harp in my ears above the
grunting and throughty laughter of the drunken slobs surrounding me. He
brushed the tuft of hair hanging in front of his eyes to the side
awaiting my response.

"What's... ah... good?" I asked him, stumbling over my words. I must have sounded stupid.

Raising a finger to the side of his chin he tilted his head slightly
before listing off a few of his suggestions. I asked him to surprise me
and he smiled and turned hurrying off toward what I presumed to be a
kitchen.

Kicking my feet up on a chair I pulled out a crumpled piece of paper,
checking over my list of things I had to do while in port. The ocelot
returned after a short while with a plate of grilled meat with a side of
garnished vegetables on top of a bed of rice.

I thanked him before he whisked away to the next table, he seemed too
nice of a guy to be working in a port side bar, then again where else is
there to work for an honest living that pays well when your living in a
pirate run economy.

Tucking a napkin into my shirt I worked my way around my plate of food
until there was nothing left but a bone and a few granules of rice, the
ocelot once again came to my table.

"Will that be all for you tonight sir?"

"Would you mind taking a moment?" I said sliding a few silver coins across the table

"Oh... I'm sorry sir but I don't..." he said shying away as he fidgeted with his hands

"Can I at least get your name?"

"Tevan... " he finally said

"All right then Tevan," I said picking up the coins and pressing them
into his palm, "take it, as a tip then. Might you be able to tell me
where the closest supply shop would be?"

He nodded and fished around for a piece of paper in his pocket and
scribbled down some directions for me despite the hollering in his
direction from a table of brutes who more then likely wanted another
picture of beer. I thanked him, cracking an honest smile as he picked up
my plate and smiled back ah him and tipped my hat.

Standing from my spot, the chair sliding back, I tucked my napkin into
my pants pocket and picked up my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. My
ears picking up the sound of something breaking as I turned on the spot.
A well built pit bull from the hollering morons earlier had picked
Tevan up by the wrist holding him off the ground. Something had seemed
to escalate his anger because he dropped him back to his feet before
backhanding Tevan across the face.

Tevan bit his lip, silencing and suppressing any emotion as it tried to
surface. Holding his head down he apologized and turned to leave, but
the brute grabbed him by the arm. Raising his paw to strike again before
I stepped in. I couldn't take it when someone was being caused pain for
an unrighteous reason.

Grabbing his paw as it came down, stopping but inches from the ocelots
face. The brutish thug turned to me with a look of pure rage in his
eyes, his paw loosening its grip letting the boy scampered off to the
kitchen.

"Look what we have here... Why don't you mind your own business piss-ant," he said wrenching his paw from my grip.

"People like you are the reason the world looks on pirates as fools." I said turning on my heel to leave.

"What did you say? Do you know who we are?! We are the Davarian
Pirates, our captain has a bounty of eighty million on his head!" he
shouted at me, reaching out a paw to grab my shoulder.

The slightest touch on my shoulder from his paw and I turned sending my
fist into his face, knocking him flat on his ass. Scrambling to his
feet, he brandished sword and pointed it toward me. His anger
practically dripping down his face as he hollered and rushed me.

Swinging his sword down toward me, I pulled the napkin from my pocket
and stretched it above my head with both hands, cradling the blade as it
came down. I stepped to the side crossing my hands over and pulling the
blade from his hands. Jumping up I planted both of my feet into the
middle of his chest sending him tumbling back toward his group as
another stepped forward bearing two guns.

I had landed on my back in the middle of a table. Latching my paws onto
the edge, I rolled backward pulling the table up on its side with me
for cover. Two gunshots rang out, turning to see one shot had missed my
head by a couple inches. The second wasn't as lucky as it grazed across
the side of my ribs. These wooden tables would not provide much in the
way of cover from gunfire. Quickly rolling the table on its end with me
letting it crashed to the ground as I dove for cover behind the next
table.

Gunshots rang out some hitting the table, a few flying astray. I looked
above, ducking back as I drew more gunfire. There were at least twenty
furs by now, if I didn't keep moving they would be surrounding me in no
time. Digging in my pocket I found a silver coin not so much for a
diversion as I would have hoped but it would have to do.

Tossing the coin back over my head toward the group I dove forward from
behind the table as it caught their attention. That was all the time I
needed. Rising up from the ground I caught one in the jaw with my fist,
the second as I spun on my heel delivering a blow with my elbow to his
gut. Sweeping my foot paw across the ground I took down a third before
standing up. Holding out my paw the silver coin dropped into my palm and
I tucked it back into my pocket.

A smirk crossing my face as someone tried to rush me from behind,
ducking as their sword swooped over my head I grasped onto his shirt and
heaved him across a table, the clatter of plates as he rolled across
before slamming into the group of furs on the other side.

Wrapping my foot paw around the leg of a chair, I pulled it in front of
me and pushed it forward into the gut of the next pirate, the impact
slouching him over the chair. I grasped his sword and giving him no time
to recoil, I dropped back to my shoulders delivering a kick to his face
as his paw released the sword and he tumbled to the ground.

Using the momentum I put my hands on the ground above my shoulders and
pushed up as I sprang from the ground back to my feet running forward
and leaping off the table toward yet another group. Tumbling as I hit
the ground I stood to find they had surrounded me. Taking stance I held
the sword in front of me the blade facing downward, looking onward to
the surrounding lackeys. Most of them quivering in fear as I had taken
out more then half of them in such a short time.

Screaming as one charged, I bashed the pommel of my sword across his
face before turning to block the sword attack from behind. Sweeping my
foot paw up I contacted with his paw making him drop the sword only to
be followed up by the next to attack aimed at my side. I jumped to the
left, but not quick enough as the blade cut into my arm. Running towards
the balcony as the group pursued. Grabbing a chain hanging from the
rafters above I swung out and around landing a kick to the lead of the
group knocking them back like dominoes.

A large spiked mace swung toward me, raising my sword to block, it was
knocked away. The dog took another swing with the mace, I dodged to the
side and pushed him toward the balcony carrying his own motion over the
edge as a painful crash sounded on the floor below.

I looked out over the knocked out and or injured pirates as they tried
to gather themselves and slink out of the bar. I adjusted my bag that
was slung on my back and stretched my neck to the side. A searing pain
rain across my arm as I looked at my sleeve that had been drenched in
blood. My side wasn't in too bad condition, I tore off the cut sleeve
and tied it around my arm above the wound.

The bar seemed undisturbed by the brawl on the second floor as I made
my way toward the stairs only to be stopped by the soft touch of a paw
on my paw, it was Tevan. I went the thank him but he pressed a finger to
his lips and looked out over the balcony. It seemed a new group was on
its way to get revenge for their fallen comrades.

Taking my paw he led me through a door that lead into a kitchen, but
immediately to the left were a set of stairs which took us to what
appeared to be a living space. Angry hollering could be heard from down
stairs as he lead me over to a bed and sat me down before returning to
the hole in the floor from where the stairs lead into the room, folding
the door over to cover the hole and locking it.

I sat and watched him as he scuttled about the room before returning to
sit on the bed beside me. Pulling up a small table with his foot he
placed the objects from his arms onto the table.

"May I see you arm?" he asked reaching his paw out slowly to touch my shoulder as I nodded to him.

Brushing back the ties of the ragged sleeve turned to the table folding
a rag over his finger and placing it over an antiseptic bottle,
swishing it upside down quickly before setting it back upright on the
table. Gingerly dabbing at the wound eyes fixed on his work as he
quickly cleaned it and then turned back to the table for a needle that
had been soaking in antiseptic. Threading the needle he quickly and
quite skillfully sewed the wound shut and tied the string off.

Tidying up the table before coming back to stand in front of me looking
down at my arm again, "Would... you like me to fix that for you?” he
said motioning to my torn sleeve.

His calm but slightly nervous demeanor was cute, I untied the torn
sleeve from my arm and handed it to him before undoing the lacing on the
front of my doublet. My eyes watching my hands but focusing more on my
peripherals, it made me smile as he watched meekly rubbing his arm as if
trying to distract his thoughts from me. Pulling the doublet over my
head and placing it on the bed beside me I pulled my arms into my shirt
and lifted it over my head.

Standing from the bed I moved in close to him, our noses now touching I
could feel his breathing hasten. Looking deep into his auburn eyes as
he stared back into mine. My paw moving to stroke the side of his cheek,
the other tossing the shirt back onto the bed.

Then he surprised me, pressing his muzzle into mine and closing his
eyes as our lips met. They were soft as was his fur as my paws made
their way up the back of his untucked shirt. His paw pressing against my
chest slowly slid down my slender frame to the front of my pants.
Brushing against my already tingling sheath, he quickly undid my belt
letting my pants drop to the floor.

There I stood, naked in front of someone I had only known for an hour
or so, and I wasn't even drunk, yet he seemed to innocent and quiet, I
would have never expected him to be so forward as he cupped my sheath in
his paw. Our kiss broke and I looked down at his face, he was blushing
and I could see it through the white fur on his cheeks as I lifted his
shirt over his head. His tail flicking back and forth nervously.

Undoing the button on the front of his pants, I slid my hands around
the waist band to his butt giving him a little grope causing him to
squeak quietly and lean into me, letting his pants slide down to the
floor below. Lifting him onto my hips, he wrapped his arms around the
back of my neck and his legs clinging to my sides, his cock grinding
against my bulging sheath.

I carried him to the bed behind me, laying him on his back he let go of
me allowing me to lower myself on him. My nose touching the base of his
shaft causing a pleasurable shiver to work its way up his body. It had
been long since I had been with someone the pent up urge was more then
enough to drive me onward as my tongue ran along the length of his cock.

Paws grasping at the sheets on the bed, Tevan couldn't seem to contain
himself as my mouth enclosed over the head of his shaft. Letting forth a
pleasurable yowl, just what I wanted to hear. My head bobbing up and
down along with his sensual moans were causing me to loose my restraint
as I removed my maw from his loins, crawling my way up his body his eyes
opening as I licked across his chin.

"Are you ready?” I whispered softly to him running my now erect cock across his backside.

Swallowing hard as he looked down between us, "I... I'm... a...” he stuttered.

"A virgin?” I smiled coyly at him, "I know, I could see it in your
eyes. Don't worry, I'll be gentle,” I assured him licking across his
cheek

Closing his eyes for a moment, he then looked up at me an nodded, a
sign I was willing to accept as a yes. Positioning the tapered tip of my
cock against his tight pucker, I leaned forward slightly. Biting his
lip as I pressed against his ring it slowly started to spread.

Leaning my head forward I whispered in his ear, "Relax, you will enjoy this, I promise.”

With the assurance I gave him he relaxed slightly giving way to my cock
as it began to slide in. Gasping in pain as I gained entrance to his
tight virgin hole he arced his head back exposing his neck to me, I
happily obliged the gesture of submission by gently sinking my teeth
into his neck warranting a cry of pain, but I knew he was enjoying it.

Sliding my cock in deeper until hilted him, my thighs pressed up
against his ass. His cry of pain turned into pleasure shortly after I
began to set into a pace, pulling most of the way out before thrusting
back in to the hilt. I took notice of his paws on my back when his claws
dug into my flesh causing me to thrust harder.

My knot starting to form as it pressed against his pucker, stretching
it ever so much more with each thrust. Tightening my grip on his neck I
gave a final thrust causing him to scream out in pain and pleasure as my
fully engorged knot forcefully pushed into him, his claws raking across
my back as I let forth a deep growl into his neck. Seed now jetting
from the tip of my pulsing cock deep inside him, his cock spraying its
load across our chests.

Releasing my grip on his neck I licked marks left on his neck from my
teeth puncturing his skin. His breathing was heavy and sporadic as I
looked down on him. It seemed I had exhausted him as for his eyes were
closed and his arms no longer clinging to me but instead lay motionless
at his sides. Pulling him up against my chest as we lay there in
silence, I too, soon drifting to sleep.

Dipping my paw in, the water was still lukewarm. Taking the cloth from
this side of the basin I dunked it in the water letting it soak for a
moment before pulling it out and wringing it out. Cleaning the cum from
my fur as well as giving myself an overall cleaning, it was refreshing
to clean ones self with clean water.

Dressing in my clothing I examined the sleeve after tying my doublet ,
it made me smile to myself seeing such care put into his work. Dawning
my hat I straightened my belt and slung my bag over my shoulder. Moving
to the door I looked back over the room before reluctantly leaving.

Passing through the door to the bar I looked around for Tevan but with
no luck I left the tavern. Sluggishly moving up the darkened street,
reading the directions I was given I made my way to the supply shop just
as they were closing. After some well placed words and a couple silver
pieces he let me in to gather what supplies I needed.

Lugging the bags of supplies on my shoulders down to the dock I found
my boat and tossed the bags aboard. Pulling the list from my pocket I
checked off the few things I had on my list, coming to the bottom of the
list read "Tevan” with and unmarked box beside it.

A soft paw rested on his shoulder as he turned to find Tevan standing
there, "Take me with you... please?” he said looking at me with pleading
eyes.

"What about your family, friends, your home....”

"I have none...”

Taking his paw in mine, I wrapped my other arm around him, holding him
close to me, "I'm setting out at the crack of dawn, if you wish to join
me go collect your belongings and meet me back here on my ship before I
leave.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, he wrapped his arms around me and then
walked off into the night. I boarded my ship and went down below,
thinking about the ocelot as I climbed into my own bed, thoughts
drifting as I laid back and went to sleep.

Morning came and I was preparing the mast to set sail when Tevan
climbed aboard. With that we sailed off into the rising sun, the fresh
air blowing through my fur as I turned the wheel of the ship we headed
east.

Tevan placed his belongings below deck and before long had come back up
and sat on the deck, leaning on the side looking out into the water
filled horizon, leaning back he breathed in the ocean air before turning
to me.

"So what should I call you captain? I never caught your name...”