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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine embarrassingly falling in front of Flint.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine sacrificing yourself to save Silver.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine Jack being totally fascinated by your lips and staring at them when you aren’t looking.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine speaking your native language with yours and Charles’ daughter and him trying to figure out what you’re talking about cause he doesn’t understand.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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NSFW. One shot. Keep reading below the line.
“I fucking love you!” You blurted out by accident. You were not meaning to say the words, they simply came out in your rush of anger.
Flint was supposed to have returned four days ago and he only showed up now. You had been sick with worry, only to find out that he had been in Nassau for those four days and failed to inform you.
He froze. And silence filled the space around you.
Did I just tell him I loved him? You thought.
Flint was pale, like he had come across a ghost. His eyes were frantically searching yours for something, perhaps anything that would betray your words and confirm that what had just come out of your mouth was a lie. “You...you love..me?” He whispered.
“Yes.” You admitted, “More than anything... More than anyone.”
He quickly pulled your lips against his. He placed small, tender kisses on your lips over and over again until he rested his forehead against yours. The corner of his mouth tugged up slightly, “Say it again.”
You couldn't help the small smile on your lips. “I love you.”
A rumble of a laugh bubbled up from his chest. “Again.”
“I. Love. You.”
He kissed you with passion. You loved him and he couldn't believe it. After everything that he had done, after everything that had happened you still loved him. Soon his lips passed onto your neck and jaw. You couldn't help but let out a small moan when his lips found the sweet spot behind your ear.
You loved him.
He attached his mouth to yours once again, his hands slowly worked the ribbons of your corset and your hands started trembling just in the slightest at the thought. You hadn't been with him before, not like that. In a quick moment you were in his arms, scooped up in bridal style and you couldn't help but giggle.
You never imagined Flint could be so gentle as he layed you down on the bed. Even while he was on top of you he made sure that you carried none of his weight. Your barely left each others as he unclothed you. Your hands went to the bottom of his shirt and tugged on it just the slightest. His lips left yours and he let you lift his shirt off, exposing all of his scars and wounds.
You didn't have much time to think about that as his lips went to your collarbone and travelled down, placing light kisses all over you. He pressed his lips to your bellybutton and you couldn't help but giggle at the semi ticklish feeling. His hands were trailing your thighs, then slowly stroking your sides making goosebumps appear all over your body. He was planning on teasing you, worshipping every inch of your body tonight.
You wrapped your legs around his waist as he softly rolled your nipples between his fingers and pinched on them. You couldn't help the almost embarrassingly loud moan that came out of you. He didn't stay in one place for long, soon his lips were on yours again.
You felt awfully desperate. You wanted him so bad.
“Please... James...” You whispered.
You started grinding into him and he bit your neck, softly but with enough force to leave a mark. His fingers traced circles around your soaking wet entrance and your hands held on to his shoulders. Your breathing was heavy and he couldn't help but smile. He placed a small kiss to the spot where he had bit you before.
You gasped, “Oh God...” As a finger entered you, then another.
He slowly moved his fingers inside of you, soft sounds of pleasure escaped your lips making his dick twitch. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, your eyes closed as your walls started tightening around him. “Not yet, my love.” He whispered in your ear.
He was mustering such self-control not to curl his fingers inside of you and make you come right there and then. Instead he pulled his fingers out and showered you with kisses once more. You wanted him, that was very clear. But you needed him, every time you managed to open your eyes and see him your heart tugged with happiness. He was yours. And you loved him.
For a moment he contemplated tasting you, but his rock hard erection was making it difficult to think, so he decided that that would have to wait until round two. You ate him up with your eyes as he pulled down his trousers and your fingertips trailed down his abs. He positioned himself between your thighs, but then looked up at you. His eyes questioning.
You laced your fingers with his, nodded and said “I love you”.
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he pushed himself into you. He filled you up so completely you couldn't help the noises that came from you. His lips found yours once again, fingers still laced, every time he hit your base, you let out a moan, a whimper, a gasp.
You moved like magic together, you were perfect. You felt safe. You felt loved. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders and he thrust into you faster and faster, it wasn't long until both of you climaxed. It felt like fireworks were going off inside of you, you saw in his eyes and you couldn't help the wide smile on your lips.
He collapsed next to you, his eyes roaming your face and chest heaving. “Say it again.”
You laughed and shook your head. “I love you.”
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine making Charles laugh.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine making love to Flint for the first time.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine being apart of a pirate celebration.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine Vane offering to train you in sword fighting.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Just a question out of curiousity, how long does it normally take for a request to be published? :D
It really depends on how long the queue is, sometimes faster sometimes sooner. Right now I have 16 posts queued.The queue with this account (side account, not a main one) has been screwing up big time (eg. Keeping a post in the queue and not posting it). But I try to check a few times a day if it has posted everything it was meant to.But if you have posted an imagine (and it has come through) I promise it's on it's way! :)
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine singing shanties with the Walrus/Ranger crew.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine being Max’s partner in crime.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine Flint bringing you books.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine being Vane’s quartermaster.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine being on the deck of the Walrus in the middle of the night, with the calm sea around you and stars shining above. You plucking a few strings of a Spanish guitar and Silver (who you had no idea was listening) being completely enchanted by it.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine Eleanor sharing your bed every night.
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imagineblacksails · 8 years
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Imagine taking a bullet for Anne.
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