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The fuckery had succeeded despite Edward having been wrong about there being a full moon that night. No one had blamed him for it though. The entire crew knew it was hard to remember what day it was when you were out at sea. Edward had probably been out at sea for longer than any of them and they respected him for it. The man had more sailing experience than all of them together and so they didn’t give him shit about it. The man knew what he was doing, even if he sometimes messed up his lunar cycles.
That night the crew had gone to sleep, excited about their first fuckery and happy to live another day. Stede was probably the most enthusiastic of all of them and was already thinking of ideas for the next one. He had left for his quarters a while ago and had thought about it for a bit before he had retired to bed.
He didn’t end up sleeping for very long as he was woken by people whispering a little too loud. It was like they wanted to scream but knew they had to stay quiet. At first, Stede wasn’t quite sure who the voices belonged to. As they got progressively louder, Stede could make out Izzy and Edward’s voices coming from down the hall.
“So what you were wrong about the date, who cares?”
“I care Izzy. You know why.”
“Fuck… FUCK!” Izzy said at a level that was barely a whisper anymore.
He seemed to realize something that Stede didn’t and Stede wondered what the problem might be. There had to be something wrong if Izzy, of all people, sounded this worried over it. Izzy didn’t seem like the type to be worried. He just seemed like the type of person that was angry at everyone and everything all the time. From what Stede could make out, however, the man sounded genuinely concerned.
Part of Stede wanted to know more but he figured he’d be better off asking Edward about it privately tomorrow. He realized that if he interrupted them now, Izzy would most likely kill him. Yet when Stede tried to go back to sleep, he quickly found out he couldn’t. He felt uncomfortable with eavesdropping and so he decided to go up to the deck and perhaps gaze at the stars for a bit.
Doing his best not to listen to the men whispering down the hall, Stede made his way up to the deck. As he did so, he did catch a few of the words spoken by Izzy and Edward. The one that stood out the most to him was the word “dangerous”. He figured that if there was actually something going on that could put his crew in danger, he should probably investigate said matter.
He listened from the deck for a moment, straining to hear them, but the men seemed to have finished their conversation. There was no more noise coming from their direction and Stede decided to leave it be for now. He’d simply have a private talk with Edward about it tomorrow.
Stede stayed out on the deck for a while, looking at the ocean that surrounded him and his crew. The vastness of it all. The line on the horizon where the sea turned into the stars. It had always wowed him. The idea that the world was so much bigger than he probably knew. How there were many things that happened or existed without any possible explanation, yet that made perfect sense. Stede counted his feelings for Edward amongst those.
He wasn’t sure how or when but he seemed to have fallen for the man. Little touches felt hot like flames and whenever Edward smiled at him he had to try hard not to blush. It was silly. If anything it was hopeless. A man such as Edward would never be interested in a man like him. Edward probably wasn’t even interested in men at all.
Stede had only quite recently realized he might be in love with Edward, as he had pushed the feelings aside for a while. He had simply labeled them as admiration and awe until he came to the conclusion that it was more than that. His feelings for Edward were similar to those he had had towards Mary for a while. Yet, with Edward, they felt more natural. Less like he was trying to force those feelings to exist. At this point, in fact, instead of forcing his feelings, he was denying them. He tried to act casual around Edward but he had a feeling he was failing miserably.
For a moment longer, Stede pondered on his feelings for Edward and what he should do about them before he remembered why he was out on the deck. He had wanted to get away from Izzy and Edward’s whispering, which he had successfully done. In fact, he’d been on deck for so long that he could see a faint sliver of sunlight in the far distance. The sun was already beginning to rise, meaning Stede should definitely get some sleep before it would be too late to do so.
He returned to his quarters and sat on the edge of his bed for a moment. He was still rather curious as to what Izzy and Edward had been discussing. Especially because Izzy had seemed so concerned about whatever it was. Stede wasn’t sure how long he had sat there, zoned out, when he noticed the first ray of light stream in through the windows.
Yep, he was definitely not getting any sleep.
Instead of being too concerned about this fact, Stede simply decided to get up and get dressed for the day. He was considering what outfit he was going to wear when he heard voices again. Once again, it seemed to be Edward and Izzy talking about something. Stede tried not to eavesdrop, he hated it when people did that, but he couldn’t help but overhear bits and pieces of it.
“I’ll just tell him you feel unwell and are not to be disturbed,” Izzy said.
“Yeah, that’s probably for the best…”
Was Edward feeling sick? Stede suddenly felt a wave of concern wash over him. Whatever it was, he hoped it wasn’t anything too serious and that he’d feel better soon. He tried not to focus on it as he went to pick an outfit. He decided on one rather quickly and got dressed.
As he finished dressing, he heard footsteps just outside his room, followed by a quick knock on his door.
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me,” Lucius said.
“Oh, Lucius, come on in dear boy.”
Lucius entered, and Stede turned to face him.
“What happened to you? You look like shit,” Lucius said.
“Good morning to you too, Lucius. If you must know I did not sleep much last night.”
“I can tell.”
Stede chuckled at the response. Lucius was nothing if not quick-witted and Stede liked that about him. He wondered for a moment whether he should ask the boy if he had overheard Izzy and Edward. In the end, he decided against it as it was his task, as captain, to deal with any matters that arose. It wasn’t the responsibility of Lucius or any of the other crewmates.
“Did you hear Izzy last night? Learn how to whisper, am I right?” Lucius remarked.
“You heard him?”
“Well, yeah. It was hard not to with how loud he was being.”
“What did he say?” Stede asked, interested to know if Lucius knew more.
“Something about the moon, no clue what he was on about.”
“Ah,” Stede simply replied.
He and Lucius didn’t talk much before they headed up to the deck. The rest of the crew was there already. At least, everyone but Edward. Izzy was standing somewhere by himself, looking out at the ocean.
“Give me a minute, Lucius.”
“Sure, whatever,” the man replied.
Stede walked up to Izzy, who didn’t seem to notice him making his way over. Only when he was standing next to the man did Izzy look at him.
“What do you want, Bonnet?”
“Have you seen Ed?”
“That’s Blackbeard to you,” Izzy spat.
“But have you?”
“He’s not feeling well and he’s resting. Do not disturb him,” Izzy said before walking off.
This statement came as no surprise to Stede, as he had overheard them talking about the matter earlier that morning. Nonetheless, he had been interested to see what Izzy would have to say about it. He wondered whether Izzy was lying. He didn’t put it past the man to do so, that much was certain. Perhaps something else was going on and the men were conspiring. Refusing to tell Stede the truth.
Stede figured he’d ask Edward about it when he was feeling better. Or when the man had decided he was. Nonetheless, he decided to go about his day and try not to worry about things too much.
The day was uneventful, as many days out at sea often are. When you’re out on the open ocean you spend many days just drifting from place to place, often without running into anyone. Today was one of those days and Stede couldn’t help but think about Edward and Izzy and what Izzy had said. He had specifically stated that Stede wasn’t to disturb the man under any circumstance. This, logically, only served to make Stede more curious than he already was.
So, when the sun had begun to set, and Izzy was off somewhere out of sight, Stede made his way below deck. He made his way over to Edward’s quarters, looking out for Izzy to make sure he’d keep out of the man’s sight. He knocked on Edward’s door and it opened almost immediately to reveal a very angry-looking Izzy.
“Didn’t I tell you not to disturb the man, Bonnet?”
“I just wanted to check up on him,” Stede explained.
“How about you fuck off?”
Stede didn’t bother replying to Izzy. He simply turned around and headed back to his own quarters, not saying another thing. Vaguely, he wondered why Izzy was in Edward’s room but he decided to ignore the thought. The man probably had his reasons. Reasons that he refused to explain to Stede.
Trying not to think about it too much, Stede changed into his sleepwear once back in his room. He sat on the edge of his bed, suddenly feeling very tired. Who would have guessed that barely sleeping last night meant he was rather tired now? Stede decided to just go to bed early and check up on Edward in the morning.
He fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow but was awoken just as quickly. He felt like he hadn’t slept for more than minutes, but it was darker outside than it had been. Stede had woken up from a strange noise that he couldn’t place. He remained still, listening for a moment. The ship was about as quiet as it could get, which was to say, not really that quiet at all. Then, there was a weird noise again. Stede had no clue what it was, but it seemed to be coming from the general direction of Edward’s quarters.
Stede got up and made his way through the darkness, into the corridor. The noise stopped and for a moment Stede contemplated just going back to bed. In the end, he decided to quickly check if everything was okay with Edward and then go back to sleep.
He had reached Edward’s door, which was closed, and he was about to knock when he heard a different noise. It sounded like Edward was crying. Stede felt a wave of concern wash over him and he knocked on the door.
The crying immediately stopped and Stede heard Edward’s voice but it was too soft to make out what he was saying.
“Ed, are you okay?”
“Please leave,” Edward replied.
“I just want to make sure you’re alright.”
“Please,” Edward pleaded, a little louder this time.
“Alright. But come see me if you need anything, okay?”
There was no response from Edward. Stede decided to head back to his quarters and let Edward be. Clearly, there was something more going on, but it wasn’t his place to force the man to tell him.
He tried to ignore the whole situation. To give Edward his space. He tried to go back to sleep, but he couldn’t. He thought about it for a bit more. What could possibly be going on that upset Edward so? Then the door suddenly opened, before closing just as quickly. Stede’s back was facing the door and so he didn’t see whoever came in but he figured it was Edward.
Sitting up and turning around, he saw Edward’s face, lit by a sliver of moonlight that came in through the windows. There was something different about him though. His skin seemed more gray and he was taller than usual. Something was off about the way he looked as well. Stede quickly realized that Edward looked upset. He had never seen Edward like this, so he was confused.
“Ed, are you okay?”
“I need to show you something.”
“Is everything alright?”
“Just… Please don’t scream,” Edward said softly.
Stede was taken aback by this request. What on earth was going on? Before Stede had any time to think about it further, Edward moved forward, the moonlight now illuminating his entire body.
It took all of Stede’s willpower not to make a noise at what he saw. He knew that if he screamed he’d hurt Edward’s feelings beyond measure but he couldn’t help but make a strangled sound. Not because he was scared by what he saw, but because he was shocked. Really, he was confused more than anything.
Where Edward’s legs usually were was now a mass of tentacles. The other thing that Stede noticed was that Edward was not wearing a shirt. His torso was littered with scars, both old and fresh. Sure, the tentacles were the most confusing aspect of it all, but Stede was more focused on Edward’s upper body.
“You have a lot of scars,” Stede remarked.
“Huh?”
“You must have been hurt many times.”
Edward looked confused and Stede could see the shine of tears in his eyes. Clearly, this wasn’t the reaction Edward had been expecting. Of course, Stede could’ve said something about the obvious, but he had decided not to. The person in front of him was still Edward, whether he had legs or tentacles, Stede didn’t care.
“Aren’t you going to say something about the… you know?”
“It seems like something you feel uncomfortable with, so I didn’t want to bring it up.”
At this comment, Stede could see tears spill down Edward’s cheeks. Stede wasn’t quite certain what was going on, but he could tell this whole situation was very intense for Edward. He didn’t want Edward to feel any worse than he clearly already was, so he was trying to choose his words carefully.
“You must think I’m a monster,” Edward whispered.
Stede got up and made his way over to Edward, who immediately took a step back.
“Ed, of course not. You’re still you.”
Edward audibly sobbed at this before burying his head in his hands. Stede stepped closer before gently placing his hand on Edward’s shoulder. The man was taller than usual and so Stede had to reach up to do so. At this, Edward looked up, his eyes glistening with tears. The man looked at Stede for a moment before he wrapped his arms around him. Stede happily let him, returning his embrace. He had wanted to hug Edward for so long and he was thrilled that it was happening, albeit under not very romantic circumstances.
They stood there for a bit in each other's arms, not saying anything. Then, Edward pulled back and looked at Stede. His eyes darted down ever so slightly for a second before meeting Stede’s gaze. Edward had stopped crying by now and looked a little less upset. The two men’s gazes were locked on the other and Stede thought about something. Now that he was this close to Edward, he felt flustered. He thought about kissing him. About holding him even closer than he currently was.
As Stede was trying to muster up the courage to do something, anything, Edward spoke.
“Can I kiss you?”
Stede felt as though his breath was knocked out of him and he froze for a second. Edward seemed to take this as a rejection as he moved back with an apologetic look. Whilst Stede was very obviously surprised at the request, he wasn’t against the idea at all. In fact, he was rather excited about it.
He placed his right hand on Edward’s cheek, who leaned into the touch in response. The man looked at Stede for a moment, clearly trying to gauge his reaction. Stede knew it was now or never. If anything was ever going to happen between them, this would be the start.
“Yes,” Stede whispered.
Edward’s eyes visibly lit up at this and before Stede had any time to think about it, the man’s lips were pressed against his own. Still processing everything that had happened in such a short period of time, Stede tried to focus on the present. Edward’s lips were warm and soft against his and Stede’s whole body felt flushed at the sensation. He kissed the man back, their lips moving in perfect sync, the kiss still rather innocent.
It was when Edward laced his fingers in Stede’s hair, pulling him closer, that Stede gasped. Edward took this moment to slip his tongue inside Stede’s mouth and Stede made a soft, high-pitched noise at this. This caused the corners of Edward’s lips to curl up in a smile as he kissed him. Stede, enamored by this, chuckled softly into Edward’s mouth. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening but he was oh so very happy that it was.
One of Edward’s hands was still in Stede’s hair but the other had moved down to caress his cheek. They broke apart for a moment and Stede’s body relaxed a tension he did not know he was holding. Edward looked at him and smiled and Stede smiled back before pressing his lips against the taller man’s again. The kiss was more heated this time and Stede’s arms were wrapped around Edward. If the man had worn a shirt, Stede was sure he’d be clutching it.
This led to Stede suddenly remembering Edward was shirtless and he moaned into Edward’s mouth. He pressed his hands against Edward’s bare back and felt his dick harden as he touched the flushed skin. They broke apart again and Edward paused for a moment, seemingly unsure of how far he could take things.
“Stede?”
“Yes?” Stede said, somewhat short of breath.
“I’ve never… I’m not experienced with-”
“Men?”
“No, I am experienced with men, just not while I was… like this,” Edward replied softly.
“I see. I mean, I’ve never been with a man whatsoever. So I guess it’s new for both of us.”
Edward smiled at this but still seemed hesitant.
“I just… No one has seen me like this but Izzy. It only happens when the moon is full so I always just hide in my quarters during those times.”
“For what it’s worth, I still think you’re hot.”
“Yeah?”
“Absolutely,” Stede confirmed.
Their lips met again for the briefest of moments before Edward focused his attention on Stede’s throat, pressing open-mouthed kisses against it. Stede groaned softly, his fists clenching and unclenching, unsure of what to do with his hands. Edward’s tongue lapped at Stede’s throat for a moment before he bit down on the sensitive flesh softly. Stede moaned audibly at this and felt his knees go weak. This only caused him to lean into Edward’s touch more, and Stede could barely think straight.
All his blood was currently rushing down to his dick, and none of it was left to power any rational thoughts. The only thing Stede could think of was how much he wanted Edward. How he wanted every part of him and how he was thrilled to get this opportunity.
Edward had noticed Stede’s dick as well as it was currently tenting his nightshirt. He continued pressing wet kisses against Stede’s throat as his hand moved down. Edward pulled back for a moment to speak, and Stede whined softly at the loss.
“Can I-”
“Please,” Stede damn near begged.
Edward smiled widely before pressing his lips back against Stede’s throat, right beneath his jaw. As he did so, his hand snaked underneath Stede’s nightshirt and his fingers brushed against Stede’s dick. Stede gasped and threw his head back. This allowed Edward even better access to the underside of Stede’s jaw, which he nipped at gently.
“F-fuck,”
“Yeah?” Edward hummed.
“Touch me, please touch me.”
Chuckling against Stede’s skin, Edward wrapped his fingers around Stede’s dick properly. Stede cried out at the sensation, his fists clenched so tightly his nails were digging into his palms.
“Stede could you do me a favor?”
“Anything,” Stede panted.
“Pull my hair.”
Stede didn’t need to be told twice and his fingers found their way into Edward’s hair, tugging lightly on the long strands. Edward, at this, began moving his hand slowly, leaving Stede gasping. Stede couldn’t focus on anything besides Edward’s fingers wrapped around his dick, which was leaking precum at this point. A wet patch was spreading onto the fabric of his nightshirt. The precum served as a lubricant, allowing Edward’s hand to move more smoothly.
“Stede, I need you to pull harder, okay?”
“O-okay.”
Focusing his attention back on his hands in Edward’s hair, he pulled harder ever so slightly. That’s when Edward’s thumb stroked the head of Stede’s dick and he yanked the man’s hair in response. Edward moaned loudly at this, seemingly enjoying that very much. Stede, fascinated with this, pulled at his hair again.
Edward moved his lips back to Stede’s at this, panting as they kissed, sloppily and open-mouthed. His hand was moving with more vigor now, stroking Stede’s dick in earnest. Then, he suddenly paused and Stede cried out.
“I’m gonna suck your dick now, Stede.”
“Fuck, okay.”
“Can you take a seat on your bed?”
“Of course,” Stede replied eagerly.
Edward’s hand moved off of Stede’s cock and he stepped back, allowing Stede to move. He sat on the edge of his bed and Edward moved closer. This is when Stede remembered the state Edward was currently in and he had a thought. He tried to push it aside but it persisted. For some reason, he couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel to be touched by Edward’s tentacles. What the sensation of them against his skin would be like.
These thoughts were instantly forgotten the moment Edward pushed up his stained nightshirt, his breath hot against the head of Stede’s dick. Stede tangled his hands in Edward’s hair again as he guided the man down gently. Edward happily wrapped his lips around Stede’s dick, who moaned at the sensation.
As Edward began to move, bobbing his head eagerly, Stede’s hold on his hair tightened. The man then proceeded to take Stede so far into his mouth that the head of his cock hit the back of his throat. Stede cried out in surprise and instinctively pulled hard on Edward’s hair again. Edward moaned at this, the vibrations around Stede’s dick causing him to groan loudly.
Licking at the shaft of Stede’s dick, Edward had his hands on Stede’s thighs. He scratched at the sensitive skin slightly as he proceeded to take Stede’s dick in his mouth. Then, one of his hands moved down and in between the mass of tentacles. Stede looked at this with curiosity. Edward didn’t seem to notice this, instead focusing on both his own cock as well as Stede’s.
Stede, whose hands were still in Edward’s hair, pulled the man back, off of his dick. Edward looked up, seemingly confused as to why Stede did so. The man’s hand was still on his own erection but he had paused his movements.
“Ed?”
“Yeah?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“I’ve never… not like this…”
“We can figure it out together,” Stede said.
“Yeah, yeah ok.”
Edward seemed uncertain of how to proceed.
“First, I need to know what I’m working with here,” Stede said.
“Right.”
Rising, Edward’s hands moved to his sides and he seemed nervous. Stede smiled in a way he hoped was comforting. It seemed to do the trick, as the front two of Edward’s tentacles moved aside to reveal a rather humanoid-looking, and also huge, dick. Stede felt like he was punched in the gut with how much this turned him on.
“It’s hideous isn’t it?”
“Ed, I have never been this hard in my life. Ever.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
Edward smiled slightly at this before moving closer to Stede.
“Ok, how do you want me?” Edward asked.
“I have some ideas.”
Stede got up and Edward’s eyes followed him as he walked to his desk before bending over it, his ass on full display. Edward swallowed hard before moving closer.
“Ed?”
“Can you…”
“Hmm?”
“No, it’s nothing,” Stede said, flustered.
He still really wondered how those tentacles would feel against his skin but he didn’t dare ask. He was too worried it’d ruin the mood. That couldn’t happen. Not when he was finally about to have Edward fuck him. He was too excited to potentially suggest something that could mess things up.
“Stede?”
“It’s stupid.”
“Tell me,” Edward said as he moved closer to Stede.
Edward’s body was now flush with Stede’s ass and Edward put his hands on the supple flesh. Stede moaned and his dick twitched at the feeling of Edward’s rough hands against his skin.
“I… Could you touch me?”
“I am?”
“No I mean… with your-” Stede stammered.
“Oh.”
“Forget I said anything, I’m sorry.”
Stede was about to turn around and apologize to Edward’s face when he felt something slightly slippery press against his thigh. He gasped when he realized what was happening. The tentacle was warm and soft as it caressed his thigh. It sucked on his skin slightly as it moved in between his legs. Stede moaned and a second tentacle wrapped around his other thigh. Then, the tentacles pulled on his legs slightly, spreading them apart further.
“Fuck, Ed-”
Stede hissed through his teeth at the sensation of the smooth and soft tentacles pressing against his skin. Then, he felt the head of Edward’s cock brush against his hole and Stede was glad he was bent over the desk, as he would’ve collapsed otherwise.
“I love you,” Edward said.
“Let go for a second.”
“Huh?”
Edward was confused but did as Stede asked. At this, Stede turn around so he was facing him. He took a seat on the edge of the desk before beckoning Edward closer.
“I love you too,” Stede whispered.
His hands found their way into Edward’s hair again as he pressed their lips together. Edward grinned into the kiss and Stede had never felt happier in his life than he did in that moment. It was then that he felt one of Edward’s tentacles make its way up his leg before it wrapped around his dick. Stede groaned into the kiss before pulling away, throwing his head back in pleasure.
As Stede pulled on Edward’s hair in a reflex, the grip of Edward’s tentacle on his dick tightened in response. Two more tentacles found their way around Stede’s ankles, spreading his legs apart. Edward stepped between them and the head of his cock pressed against Stede’s hole once again. Stede maintained his grip on Edward’s hair and groaned.
The head of Edward’s dick was slick from precum as he rubbed it against Stede’s hole in a teasing way. He pushed against it a few times but never quite entered fully.
“Ed, please!”
“Please what?” Edward asked.
“Fuck me.”
“Ask me nicely.”
“God, please fuck me. Please,” Stede begged.
Edward laughed but didn’t do as Stede asked. Stede was about to complain about this when he realized Edward’s plan. The tentacle on Stede’s dick had let go and had moved down. Stede felt tears well up at just how aroused he was. His dick was so hard it hurt and he felt like he couldn’t breathe.
“Like this?” Edward asked, slipping the tentacle inside.
Stede cried out at the sensation. It was warm and had a certain suction to it as it prodded around inside of him. Because the tentacle was slippery, it also served as a form of lubrication, allowing it to move more smoothly. The head of Edward’s cock was still against his hole as well. Stede was overwhelmed at the feeling of being filled for the first time and felt a scream bubble up in his throat. That’s when Edward pressed his lips against Stede’s and his dick slipped inside alongside the tentacle. Stede did scream at this, the sound being muffled by Edward’s mouth.
The tentacle that was wrapped around Stede’s left ankle moved up his leg before it found its way around Stede’s dick. At this, Stede couldn’t stop himself from crying. He was completely overwhelmed with all these new sensations and how good they felt.
Edward noticed the tears spilling down Stede’s cheek and smiled. Stede could feel the head of Edward’s dick twitch inside his hole. The sensation of being filled was new but so very lovely. The tentacle inside of him prodded around as Edward let Stede adjust for a moment. Stede regained some of his composure when suddenly the tentacle hit something that made his vision go white.
“Fuck, Ed!” Stede cried, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Edward groaned and one of his hands came up to wipe at Stede’s tears. Stede looked up at him, his vision blurry from crying. Edward was sweating and clearly extremely turned on.
“I’m sorry for crying,” Stede mumbled.
“Shit, no that’s cool.”
“I’m just… It’s just…”
“Stede, not to sound like an asshole but I actually find it very hot,” Edward said.
“Really?”
“Fuck, yeah I do.”
Stede tried to process this new information but wasn’t sure how to respond. He was overwhelmed with everything happening and Edward sensed this. He paused his movements entirely for a moment and was about to pull out.
“Wait!”
“Stede?”
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Edward clearly felt conflicted but moved his hips forward a little nonetheless. His dick moved deeper inside Stede, as the tentacle hit that special spot once more. Tears formed in Stede’s eyes again, but he made less effort to stop them from spilling this time.
“Stede, if you’re not into this-”
“I am. I promise I am.”
“If you’re sure…”
In response, Stede just tugged on Edward’s hair with more force than he had before, pulling him close. Edward groaned and thrust forward so he was now almost fully inside Stede. At this, Stede cried out, choking on a sob. He was too overwhelmed to speak or do much of anything besides cry. Edward seemed to hesitate and Stede pulled on his hair again as a sign to continue. The man seemed to understand and he started moving, thrusting in deeper.
The tentacle around Stede’s dick began to move in pace with Edward’s thrusts and Stede closed his eyes, trying to focus on the multitude of sensations. Stede lay back on the desk, not able to do much of anything besides take what was happening. Edward had begun moving in earnest now, planting his hands on the desk next to Stede’s head as he thrust into him.
Stede opened his eyes for a second and looked down. When he was in this position he could see his tummy bulging slightly from being filled and he shuddered, his dick twitching. He was getting close, gasping as Edward thrust particularly hard. Stede had never imagined seeing his tummy bulge from both Edward’s dick and tentacle moving around would turn him on. Then again, he also hadn’t anticipated Edward having tentacles. Or being inside of him at all for that matter.
Watching his tummy move as Edward thrust inside caused Stede to groan. Edward, who was looking at Stede, noticed this.
“You like that Stede? Watching me fill you up like this?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m so close,” Edward said, moving to pull out.
“Inside. Please, Ed.”
“Want me to fill you up?”
Stede cried out, more tears running down his face as Edward asked this.
“Fuck, please,” Stede pleaded.
Edward kissed Stede’s cheek as he thrust in particularly hard and his tentacle found Stede’s prostate once more. Stede arched his back as he came with a shout. The tentacle around his dick stroked Stede through his orgasm. Then, Edward halted all his movements, and his dick twitched as he groaned. Stede could feel the man spilling inside of him and gasped.
He looked back down at his tummy, which was protruding even more with every passing second. He cried out and Edward kissed him. Stede’s hands were still in Edward’s hair and instead of pulling on it, he just stroked it as they kissed. They pulled back and paused for a moment.
“Perfect. You’re perfect,” Stede mumbled against Edward’s lips.
“Even like this?”
“Especially like this,” Stede smiled.