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Life on a pirate ship hadn’t at all been what Bucky had anticipated it being back when he was a boy hearing the wild stories of a pirate’s life on the sea. He’d been so caught up in the whispers of the illicit, romanticized version of what it would mean to become a part of a ship’s voyage joining the crew and plundering across the seven seas on quests before seeking out treasures untold that it hadn’t dawned in on Bucky how lonely it could be working his way up to the top of the crew as first mate. His travels had been varied, his experiences high and low, but on the current ship Bucky had made his home their good fortune had been a plenty. For so long they were the envy of other ships and crews, but during the evening on the blackest of nights the hours passed slowly with the desolate winds guiding them along.
The seas, for all their beauty, were surrounded by darkness and those witching hours away from civilization were long and cold offering no reprieve to the heart of the man who’d sought out a different kind of exploration. It had been months since the crew had set foot on dry land or had any kind of contact with the outside world beyond the sea on their latest quest for riches untold. It was to be their finest expedition of them all, but after Bucky left home years earlier to follow a vision and a dream taking him deeper into a forbidden world just beyond his reach it started to feel a bit isolated. Life as a pirate was never the same, yet lonely in ways that the boy he’d once been hadn’t thought to consider in chasing his next adventure.
Not that Bucky would dare complain about any of it to the others as it had been his lifelong dream to take part in grand adventure, and wild journeys beyond his imagination. That much had come true, but on nights much like this one with a storm threatening to set in and the darkness all around them, Bucky sought out something more—something he’d been searching for most of his life. For months he’d wanted to seek out a different kind of thrill, to find his way to something fantastic and wonderful, so on this very night after months of extensive planning and consideration, Bucky waited until after dark where he snuck into the captain’s quarters long after most of the crew had gone below deck.
Alone and armed with his idea Bucky waited, knowing that it was something he’d planned on for months. He’d dreamt about this night in making his feelings known for his captain in deep detail as Bucky cracked open a bottle of the best rum on board. Alone Bucky began imagining the ways he would take to seducing the one person he couldn’t quite get out of his head. The longer he was alone Bucky made himself even more comfortable knowing that when his guest finally arrived and discovered Bucky ready to engage in more than a meeting of the minds that tonight would be the night when everything was about to change for him in all the ways that would bring him closer to living out his most secret pirate fantasies in every way imaginable.