There was plenty a person couldn’t guess about Blackbeard just by looking at him, or even by listening closely to his legend. One was his fondness for sweets, his marmalade and his tea with seven sugars. Another was his sense of humor, the beautiful, full-throated laugh he let out when Stede said something that particularly tickled him.
Another was how much he liked being dominated in bed.
Stede enjoyed getting moments like this one all to himself: Ed, naked, on his knees in their shared quarters, patient and willing as Stede bound his hands in front of his chest. This was something Ed had taught him, once upon a time: how to tie someone up so that they couldn’t escape but didn’t lose circulation. At the time, Stede had thought it another lesson in pirating, which it was, but it was also a way for Ed to slyly introduce the idea of Stede tying him up. Stede had been shy about it, at first, movements unsure and voice unsteady. But the way Ed responded to him when he took control—it was so beautiful, it made Stede want to be better for him. He’d do anything for his lover, and since he’d asked to submit to Stede, Stede had learned, in time, to dominate him.
Stede stepped back to admire his work. Ed was positively gorgeous like this, his dark, expressive eyes fixed on Stede like he was the center of the goddamn universe.
“So pretty for me,” Stede cooed. “My handsome Ed, all trussed up and ready for me to play with. Are you going to be good, darling?”
“Yes, sir,” Ed said, his breath already coming heavier than usual, his cock half-hard between his legs.
“Good.” Ed looked so delectable, Stede simply had to get his hands on him, and so he did, tracing his fingertips along Ed’s jawline. Ed closed his eyes, and Stede tsked. “Eyes on me, please.”
Ed opened his eyes again, and Stede continued to ghost his fingertips along Ed’s neck, his shoulders, his collarbones. He reached down to rub at one of Ed’s nipples, and Ed moaned lightly. Stede stroked the other, drawing more pretty noises from Ed’s throat. He traced Ed’s lips with his first two fingers, parting them gently before sliding them into Ed’s warm, wet mouth. Ed responded beautifully, sucking Stede’s fingers and swirling his tongue along the pads. It was Stede’s turn to moan now, the movement of Ed’s tongue against his fingertips sending heat straight to his dick. He slid his fingers out of Ed’s mouth, then wiped them along Ed’s cheek.
“Do you want to suck my cock?”
Ed nodded vigorously.
“Then beg.”
“Fuck, please, Stede, please, I want to taste your cock, I need it. Stede, please, give it to me, please.”
“Very well. Don’t move.” Stede unlaced his trousers slowly, deliberately teasing Ed with his pace. Once his cock was finally exposed, he took another selfish moment to trace the shape of Ed’s gorgeous cheekbones with his fingertips.
“Stede, please,” Ed said again, his eyes on Stede’s cock, half-hard and mere inches from Ed’s face. Stede guided his cock in between Ed’s lips, moaning slightly as the tight, wet heat engulfed him. Ed had an incredibly talented mouth, and Stede was tempted to just let him do as he pleased, let Ed suck and lick him to completion, but he had plans for tonight, so instead he threaded his fingers through Ed’s hair and murmured “kick the floor twice if you need to stop.”
And with that, he started to fuck Ed’s mouth. He went slowly at first, sliding his length in and out of Ed’s wet, willing mouth with precision and smoothness. Ed whimpered around him, his eyes fluttering shut with pleasure. Stede decided to allow it this time, gradually increasing his pace as Ed melted in response to the sensation.
“You’re such a slut for me, aren’t you?” he asked as the tip of his cock brushed against the back of Ed’s tongue. “Ready to take my cock any time I want. Ready to beg for it. You’d do anything I asked you to, wouldn’t you?”
Ed tried to make a sound of assent. “Shhhh,” Stede said, “just take it.”
And Ed did, wonderfully, beautifully, until Stede found himself close to the edge, and he yanked at Ed’s hair to pull him off. Ed whimpered at the loss, and Stede was so fond of him in that moment he could have burst.
“Up you get,” he said, and he helped Ed to standing before grabbing his hips and guiding him over to the desk. He shoved Ed roughly over it, making sure to push hard enough to make Ed moan but not hard enough that he hurt himself. Ed braced himself on his elbows, his ass presented to Stede like a gift. And what a fucking gift it was, Stede reflected. He was going to have some fun with this.
He started by palming Ed’s ass, enjoying the feeling of the plush skin underneath his hands. He pressed in with his thumbs experimentally and, when Ed thrust his ass backwards in response, chuckled.
“Eager little thing, aren’t we?”
“Yes, sir.” Ed sounded breathless.
“You’ll take what I give you,” Stede reminded him. “When I give it to you.” And he began rubbing circles over Ed’s hole, tracing the shape of it with his thumb, making Ed shiver beneath him. Stede had left a bottle of oil in the top drawer of the desk in anticipation of the night’s events, and he fetched it now, slicking up his fingers before sliding one slowly, deliberately into Ed.
Ed moaned. Stede grinned.
“What if this was all I gave you, hm? What if I teased you with one finger and left you like this, tied up and bent over my desk like the whore you are?”
Ed whined , and the sound went straight to Stede’s hard cock. Stede added a second finger alongside the first, gliding in and out of Ed with a control much greater than he actually felt. He loved opening Ed up like this, gradually giving him more and more to take until Ed was desperate for his cock. These games of dominance and submission had been Ed’s suggestion, but Stede had found he enjoyed them, too, enjoyed the rush of having power over Ed, his Ed, of knowing that he trusted Stede enough to turn over control. In return, Stede did his best to make it good for him.
Stede pressed kisses along Ed’s spine as he added a third finger, Ed’s hips thrusting back to meet the touch. “That’s it,” Stede encouraged. “Take it, that’s good. You’re being so very good tonight, Edward. I think you deserve a reward.”
“Yeah?” Ed breathed.
“Yeah,” Stede said, and pulled his fingers out of Ed, drawing a whimper from the other man. “I think I’ll fuck you until you scream. How does that sound?”
Ed moaned, throwing his head back to expose his throat. Stede nipped at it, earning another deep moan. He slicked you his cock with oil and then, without warning, he pressed into Ed.
Ed’s answering moan was deep, visceral. Stede kept going, pushing forward until his entire length was buried in Ed’s tight ass. He felt fucking incredible.
“Stede,” Ed panted. “ Stede. ”
“Yes, love, I’ve got you,” Stede assured him and began to move. He thrust in and out of Ed, gently a few times, until he was sure the other man was ready for more. Then, he set up an unrelenting pace, snapping his hips against Ed’s ass, thrusting deep within him until Ed was shouting “Stede!” and “fuck!” and “yes!” in turn.
“Fuck, Ed, you feel so fucking good,” Stede said, sweat trickling down his brow, his breath coming fast and heavy. “I love fucking your pretty ass. Come for me, gorgeous.”
Stede reached around Ed’s front to stroke at his cock, and he only had to touch him for a few moments before Ed was coming with a shout, spilling over the desk. Stede coaxed him through it, continuing to stroke him gently until he finished, then rubbing soothing circles into his hips.
“That’s it, I’ve got you,” Stede soothed. “My good boy. I’m going to come inside your ass now. Hold still for me.”
Ed obeyed, bracing himself over the desk as Stede fucked into him, pulling his hips back with each thrust until Stede, too, was coming, filling Ed up with his spend as Ed sighed contentedly beneath him.
They lay still for just a moment, breathing together as they came down from the edge. Then Stede pulled out slowly and grabbed a towel from the same drawer he’d kept the oil in, using it to clean up Ed’s ass before coming around the front of the desk to untie him. He helped Ed up to standing before cleaning up his front and the desk, peppering soft kisses to Ed’s face and neck as he did so.
“You were so good, Ed, love,” Stede murmured into his cheek. “I love you so much.”
“I love you,” Ed answered, and Stede kissed him, gently.
“Let’s get you to bed, dearest.” Ed nodded and let Stede guide him to the bed, where they fell asleep wrapped up in each other.