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The moment Izzy stepped into the cabin, Stede had him backed up against the wall, slamming the door shut next to them. His mouth was on Izzy’s, taking it, claiming it, as his body pressed into him. He held him there and rutted against him, devouring the way the other man’s moans vibrated against his tongue as he pushed it into his mouth.
He only kept them there a minute before he was pulling back, pulling Izzy along with him by his belt. Izzy was undoing his buttons, pulling off his cravat and pocketing his ring. And then Stede had him pressed back against the desk. Stede was kissing him again, Izzy’s hands now trying to work open Stede’s trousers, still always fumbling with his damn trousers with all their buttons and fastenings. He pulled back to gasp for air and swore, tilting his head down to look at what he was doing.
Stede chuckled above him and took that time to remove Izzy’s belt and sword, letting them clatter to the floor. Izzy finally got him open and pulled his cock out, stroking it hard and fast, desperate as he leaned up for Stede’s mouth again. Stede let him touch him for a moment before it was all too much, he was getting impatient. He yanked Izzy’s pants down and reached behind him, shoving maps and trinkets and candlesticks off the desk, ignoring the sound of his precious things hitting the wooden floor. He grabbed Izzy by the hips and hoisted him onto the desk on his back, leaning over him for another kiss as he ground his hip into Izzy’s now exposed cock while Izzy whined under him.
Stede moved from Izzy’s lips, kissing along his neck, his collarbone, down his magnificent tits, pausing to nip at each nipple. Izzy swore again, now babbling a steady mantra of Stede and please and fuck and more. He finally got all the way down to Izzy’s cock and took it in his mouth. He let it fill his mouth, humming against the wet skin just to hear the sounds Izzy would make. Working his head for a minute, he got Izzy as wet as he wanted him and then stood.
Izzy was watching him, panting, moaning, as he pulled Izzy’s hips flush with his and took both their cocks in his hand, spreading his saliva over them both and then starting to stroke. He didn’t say a word, just kept eye contact with him for a moment before bending over again to capture Izzy’s mouth once more. His hand sped faster, chasing release for them both as he groaned into Izzy’s mouth, hot and desperate now.
Izzy came first, having been teased to madness, and it was his shuddering and the filthy sounds that spilled from his lips that made Stede lose control. He laid on top of Izzy for a moment, eyes closed, listening to their hearts pounding together. Eventually he lifted his head and started to kiss Izzy again, soft and sweet this time. And Izzy kissed him back, just as tender. They both loved these moments after, where they both allowed themselves to be gentle and lovey. When they could convince themselves it didn’t mean anything. And if they both held on to each other a little longer each time, well, neither of them were going to admit it.