Lost at Sea Bk. 02 Ch. 11

Will's brows rose. He started to say something, but she cut him off again. "To make sure things go well is going to require magic, and for me, magic means fucking you until we break the laws of reality," she tapped him on the chest and he felt some kind of warm spark flow through him. One of her black brows was raised, reminding him that sex with her was literally supernatural. He squeezed her sensitive nipples and she shuddered. "No distractions, not yet," She said with her eyes closed and her teeth clenched. She moved his hands from her breasts to her hips. He pulled her down more tightly onto him, feeling the increase in depth and pressure instantly.

"So you have me. For as long as this takes, I'm yours," Bella said pointedly. "Anytime. Anywhere." Will didn't know how to respond to that, but Bella wasn't done. She rose and fell faster, her wetness sliding along him. He could feel himself filling her with every thrust. His hips raised in time with hers. She was so hot and wet. Her pulsing, squeezing muscles quickly ramped up his pleasure.

"You have the Captain too. She's more aloof about it, but I know she's enjoying the arrangement we have going," Bella continued. She ground down on him, then raised and dropped, then ground down again. His cock felt like it was being used to stir Bella's insides. He moved his hands to her hips and helped her grind down harder. She bit her lip, then kept talking.

"Anyone else you're interested in? The new doctor is awfully sexy," Bella said. Will's cock throbbed inside her. He could suddenly feel the beginnings of his approaching orgasm just from mentioning the sexy Nivalese doctor. She laughed as she felt his cock grow even more rigid inside her. "Well that was easy. She already said she was interested in learning about my work, and you are my demonstration partner. I'll see what I can do."

Will shook his head. "I don't want-" Bella pinched his lips shut.

"You do want. I can feel you wanting. I know your head gets all spun up in making sure you're doing the right thing, but trust me. I'm going to be like your very own genie. You tell me your wish, and I will make it happen," Bella smiled.

"But-" Will managed to say around Bella's fingers. "Why?"

"Because I still love Jack," Bella said fiercely, stopping her grinding to emphasize her words. Will's impending orgasm backed off with a frustrating pleasure. "I love her annoying, stubborn, arrogant, beautiful face. Everytime I get near her I still feel butterflies in my stomach and I don't want to live in a world without her." Her grinding started again. "That means you have to keep her alive. For me. Because what I want is to fix this rift between the us, and that means fixing the rift between the two of you also. She's carrying around so much guilt about what she did to you that she's not going to be able to focus on me until after you two sort yourselves out." She punctuated her words by driving down hard on his shaft.

Will's eyes were wide. He wasn't sure what to say. Bella continued, her slow, relentless fucking taking on a bit of an angry edge.

"I'm selfish. I'm angry. I'm hurt. I care about both of you," Bella said. "I want to put things right again, but I don't really know how." She rolled her hips, her eyes closing. She shuddered as a small orgasm rolled through her. "But you do. Or, you will. Eventually. That means everything I want hinges on keeping you alive and focused."

Will exhaled, finally understanding how important this was to Bella.

"I'm only good at two things: Sex, and spells, and I will use as much of both as it takes to make sure things happen the right way," Bella said. Her feelings of frustration and helplessness was adding a frenzied energy to her lovemaking that quickly brought Will back to nearing the point of orgasm. His hands clenched down on her hips, her fingers digging into her soft flesh as he focused on holding back.

"I don't know what to say," Will swallowed. He rolled her forward a bit so he was halfway out of her and held her still to let his building orgasm subside again.

"That's why I told you not to say anything," Bella said, letting him rest a moment. His pressure brought her clit in contact with his pubic bone and she shuddered slightly, focusing on small circles to build up her own pleasure instead of his while he held his own ending at bay. "You needed to hear this."

"I think I understand where you're coming from now, but I think you might be overdoing it," Will smiled. pulling her hips down against his, bottoming out inside her. Her eyes fluttered.

"I knew you'd say that," she groaned. "Go ahead. Say it."

"Don't you think you're taking it too far? Anytime, anywhere? How do you know I'm not going to ask you to do something you don't want to do?" Will asked. He moved her back into the position she'd just been in, leaning forward slightly. Then he started lifting his hips and driving into her from underneath.

"Because you're you, Will. I trust you, which is damn rare for me. Also, you're so much more prudish about sex than I am, it's comical. Anything that would make me rethink this isn't something that would interest you in the first place,," Bella said, her eyes locked on his and her breathing shallow as she spoke. She'd mastered the art of keeping her speech careful and even while she was experiencing pleasure, but he could tell she was having to concentrate on it.

"Maybe I'll have to test that," Will said with an exaggerated leer.

"Sounds fun." Bella said, her eyes twinkling. She pushed herself back down onto his cock and raised herself back up, sinking him to full depth inside her and starting that delicious hip roll again. In an instant she was doing most of the work again. "Let's start now. Tell me something you want. Anything."

Will blinked. Put on the spot his brain suddenly went blank. Bella laughed at his expression. "See?' she teased. Her laughter squeezed him with her internal muscles.

"Alright, this is harder than I thought," Will admitted. "You're right, I can't think of anything I'd enjoy that would actually push your boundaries." He lifted his hips as he said 'push' and 'boundaries." She laughed again.

"Then don't worry about pushing my boundaries, and just say something," Bella shrugged. She bounced down on him as she repeated his words.

"Do you have a new Rocky yet?" Will asked. The stone toy opened up all kinds of possibilities.

A smile crawled across Bella's face. "Not yet. I'll make one tonight. Tell me more."

"Can you make two?" he asked. He rolled his own hips, helping her stir her insides on his shaft.

"Oooh, now we're getting interesting. Yes. It might take me a few days, but I should be able to. Why?" Bella asked slyly.

"I want to watch Belita use Rocky on you while you use your mouth on me," Will said.

"And the second one?" Bella asked. "Where's that go?"

"In Belita," Will said skeptically. "What were you thinking of?"

Bella smirked and her churning hips stopped. "And here I thought you were going to get creative."

"I'm new at this! I'll work on it." Will protested. Their laughter sent interesting shivers through their joined bodies.

"Good. I want a challenge," Bella said with mock seriousness. She bounced excitedly on his cock. "Tell me more."

Will's mind raced. "Well, last night there were these two girls-" he started.

Bella's brows rose and she stopped bouncing again. "Wait, what?"

"I don't remember it all very well. They gave me something that made time feel really strange, and... well, colors were extra colorful. And I felt...floaty." Will tried to explain. The constant starting and stopping was edging him into frustration.

Bella's laughter was small, but intense. "So two girls drugged you," she shook her head, bemused and more serious. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, it was actually kind of fun,' Will shrugged. "Why?"

Bella looked exasperated. "Somehow I'm not surprised that's your response."

"What?" Will asked. He felt like he was missing something. He was rather distracted at the moment.

"Some people who get drugged and then end up having sex don't enjoy the experience," Bella said.

"I guess that makes se- Oh... Oh! Right," Will said, finally catching on.

"I just wanted to be sure no one took advantage of you," Bella's hips started rolling again. The slow build up and the starting and stopping was frustrating, but Will could feel an incredible build up of pleasure and pressure starting.

"Next issue," Bella continued. "When you have new partners, come see me after, alright? Before you end up in bed with anyone else." Her hips didn't stop rolling as she spoke.

Will's brows furrowed. "You're going to have to explain that one."

Bella looked slightly pained. "It's for safety." She vaguely gestured at where their bodies were joined, giving Will a leading look.

Will was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable with where this conversation was going. His hips stopped moving with hers. "I don't need a... a keeper, Bella."

"Social diseases, Will," Bella said bluntly. "You might catch something from someone, and then pass it on without knowing it. Now that you have more than one person you're involved with, you have to think about everyone's health. Remember when I told you about my job at Mary's? I can check you for anything you might have caught, and I can probably cure it."

"Oh," Will said. The remnants of his hangover had him feeling a few steps behind everything today. "That's a good point."

Bella smiled. "Anyone else might be reasonably pissed at you for fucking them while you told them you'd been with another partner. You're lucky I'm me."

"I really can't argue with that," Will agreed. He started moving his hips again, but she stopped him.

"Don't move yet," Bella said, reaching over to the sideboard and grabbing one of her colored grease-sticks. It took her only a few seconds to draw a quick emblem on Will's chest. She didn't even bother with a containment circle. Then she dotted another one onto her palm. She took a deep breath, exhaled, and joined the two marks. Will felt a tingle, like mild static run through him. Bella lifted her hand and looked at the mark on her palm. "You're clean."

"That was fast," Will said.

Bella gave him a self-satisfied shrug. "I'm really good at that spell."

"Won't light me one fire with that one?" Will smirked.

Bella rolled her eyes, but had the grace to look guilty. "No. Not that one."

"So where were we?" Will asked, raising his hips slightly.

She got a twinkle in her eye and started rolling of her hips again, squeezing and pulling and writhing on him. "You were going to tell me what your two mystery women did to you last night that was so exciting. Tell me everything."

"They thought I was a spirit, and they wanted..." he was at a loss for words for a moment. Bella's ability to multitask and switch focus during sex was hard to keep up with, and talking about sex wasn't his strong suit. He wasn't as bad as Janie, but he was close. "They wanted to drink my cum."

"Well that's not new. I do that all the time," Bella smiled, changing the motion of her hips to a back-and-forth slide that had his cock moving from straight up and all the way inside to laying forward and nearly out of her. "What did they do differently?" She squeezed him as she spoke, drawing the words out sensually, clearly enjoying getting Will to talk about sex in ways he usually didn't.

"They practically fought over it. They had me shower them with it, then licked it all off of each other. It was impressive," Will said.

Bella bit her lip and ground down on him, her eyes smokey with desire. "Sounds fun. I'll add it to the list."

"What list?" Will asked.

"The list of things I'm going to do to remind you of why we're on this ship," Bella said. Her grinding was clearly having an effect on her. She rubbed her clit against his pubic bone and shuddered.

"Sounds like I should forget more often," Will smirked.

Bella glared at him. "You might want to wait a bit... before deciding on that... course of action." Her voice was shuddering as she spoke. She began to buck her hips and her breath came in small squeaks.

Will pulsed upward hard, and pulled her hips down against him. She bent over and let out a wavering squeak, her mass of curls falling around his face as she put her forehead on his chest and shuddered through a powerful orgasm. As it started to subside, she started squeezing and bouncing fast and hard, quickly ramping up Will's pleasure and setting off another orgasm of her own. After reaching the edge of an orgasmic crest and backing off so many times, Will found that his pleasure built incredibly quickly. Suddenly he was at the edge again, but this time instead of forcing himself to back off, he wrapped his arms around Bella's waist to hold her in place and slammed his hips upward into hers as hard as he could. His cock pistoned in and out of her wetness and her shuddering, happy squeaks came muffled against the crook of his neck. With a groan that was half growl he pushed into her as deeply as he could and poured his relief and lust into her body. She reached up and slid her hands through his hair, holding onto his head while she rode out his driving thrusts and the tail end of her orgasm. She squeezed him with her internal muscles, clenching and shuddering with the aftershocks of her own explosion of pleasure. "Yeeeeees," she hissed into his neck. "I love that feeling."

His hips bucked of their own volition, pushing rope after rope of his spending into her. She relaxed bonelessly onto him, the only movement from her quivering wetness that seemed not to want to let him go.

"Holy fuck," he breathed as his orgasm finally subsided.

"Mmmhmm." With Bella's lips pressed against his collarbone, Will could actually feel her smiling.

They lay there for long moments, just breathing and enjoying the aftermath of their efforts. Will's softening cock eventually slipped free of her. She made a small, comical pouting noise. Will laughed. She lifted her head off his chest and gave him a long, lingering kiss. When they finally broke she looked self satisfied and a little smug.

"As far as reminders of why I shouldn't go out and risk my life go, that was a very good one," Will said. Bella nodded into his chest. Will said. "But, I think you were going to tell me more about why I shouldn't forget?"

"Because," she said while tapping him playfully on the nose. "I'm not the only one you have to answer to."

Will was suddenly feeling like he'd missed something again. His hangover brain fog had become a happy, blissful brain fog, but claxons were starting to go off. "I know I'm going to regret this... What?"

"Everyone who knows you is used to the idea that you sometimes risk your life, Will. This situation is a bit more than that. You asked an angry inquisitor to shoot you in the head." Bella slowly pushed herself up, slithered off of him and stood up. "And there's someone important you haven't talked to about it yet." She lit a tapir off a lantern and started lighting the candles next to the big mirror.

A chill ran up Will's back. "You fight dirty."

Bella smiled sweetly over her shoulder. "I've never had the luxury of any other way. Go clean up."

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"You what!?" Janie said angrily. Her eyes were raw and red rimmed. She'd removed her veil and the tracks her tears had left in her makeup were easy to see. Bella had talked to her while Will was in the washroom, but she'd refused to discuss whatever had her so upset.

Instead, Will had told her the story of All Souls Night.

He sighed. "I thought that if they just killed me it would keep a war from starting.

"Next time you let them start the war!" Janie's tone had more fierceness in it than Will had ever heard from her before.

"You can't mean that," Will said, shocked at the venom in Janie's voice.

"I do," Janie said, practically spitting the words. "If some evil bastard forces you into a choice between your life and the lives of others, that isn't your fault. None of that blood is on your hands. You dying solves nothing, and helps no one. Martyrdom is about a lot more than letting yourself be killed so some jerk won't kill other people. You aren't to blame for the actions of despots and sadists."

"It seemed like the right thing to do at the time," Will said. He had no hope it would convince her, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Then it sounds like you need a reminder of what you promised," Janie said flatly.

"That's what Bella said," Will said, looking out the door where Bella had left once Will and Janie had started talking.

"Not to her," Janie said, her bright, fierce eyes seeming even more blue in contrast with the red shot through them. "You left me here. In a whore house. With a price on my head. With nothing to keep me hopeful but the promise that you would come back and get me off of this awful island."

"Ouch," Will winced.

"You can't come back to me if you are dead, Will Sterling," Janie said angrily.

Will took a deep breath, then nodded. "You're right."

"If you get yourself killed, I will track down a Spirit Binder and call up your ghost so I can can chew you out in the afterlife," Janie glared. "I will bind your spirit to me, and make sure you spend eternity having to listen to how angry I am at you."

Will couldn't help but smile at that. Then Janie's glare cracked, and the corner of her mouth turned up too. They both started laughing, the tension suddenly gone.

"You're scary when you get mean," Will smiled.

"So don't make me have to get mean," Janie said, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation.

"I'm really sorry. It was a decision made in a split second, under a lot of stress," Will said, hoping it would be enough of an explanation for her.

It wasn't. He should have known better. Janie's eyes narrowed as she looked at him. "Say that again," she said, watching him much carefully all of a sudden.

"It was a split second decision, made under stress?" Will repeated.

"What are you not telling me, Will?" she asked.

Will sighed. "I'd really rather not talk about it."

"No. Talk. This is too important for me to let you off the hook," Janie said, the fierce tone coming back to her voice.

"It was something Jack said. It made me think, and I realized that at the time I... just didn't mind the idea of dying," he admitted. He waited for her to yell at him again, but she didn't. Instead, she waited, still watching.

Now that he'd started, he found it impossible not to keep going. Words tumbled out of his mouth. "After all of the mess of getting off the island, and failing you, and having to dredge up all the stuff about Jack in the last few days... I thought I would be happy to be back on an adventure, but my heart just hasn't been in it like it used to be. Just getting onto the ship gave our Helmsman a concussion, and cost me you, and it's my fault. None of that would have happened if it wasn't for my stupid curse. It has felt stronger lately. More volatile. There was a faceoff in Bastard's Bay, and then only a few days later another one in Barcola. I don't beleive in coincidence where this is concerned. It feels like it's waking up again, and trying to make something happen. This is the way things used to go when I first got it too, but at the time I couldn't recognize it for what it was, and sometimes the situations didn't resolve as bloodlessly as these recent two did. That's why I retired and became a hermit in the first place. I'm so tired of other people being hurt because they have the bad luck of being near me."

He took a breath and let it out slowly. "So last night when I felt the curse start pushing on me, I decided not to fight it. I was by myself, and I thought maybe I could just get it out of my system. I'm never the one who gets hurt, at least not badly, so I picked a goal and went for it. All I wanted to do was lead the inquisitors on a wild goose chase for a while, and then let them catch me. It was all going just fine until Jack showed up. Then everything went wrong in a cascade. A Centurion was about to kill Jack and Lace, and the crowd was about to turn into a mob wanting blood, and I could just... feel the Occupation War begging for an excuse to start up again. The whole thing was pressing down with me at the center, and the barrel of that gun just... didn't seem that bad."