Killer propped himself up on an elbow as he reached behind his head and unlatched the mask. It popped open slightly with a click and he hooked his fingers under the bottom, lifting it slowly.

You held your breath as he revealed the rest of his goatee, followed by his lips and nose. His hair fell forward, hiding his eyes from view temporarily as he reached over you to put the mask down on his nightstand and then he settled back into his original position.

Your hand moved before you could think about it, brushing his hair back so you could get the full picture. Killer's eyes were a piercing blue, matching the color of the ocean on a calm day. You searched his face for a single flaw, for a reason to hide it away, and found nothing. His jaw was chiseled to match the rest of his masculine build, his lips looked soft, the nose was without fault, and his eyes, though sharp, were also warm.

"Why do you wear that?"

"Same reason I don't laugh. I don't like people hearing it or seeing me do it." His eyes traveled along your frame, no longer hidden away.

"Why's that such a big deal?"

"I hate how it sounds." He scooted a bit closer, placing a hand on your hip.

It made you shiver for an entirely different reason. You couldn't look away from his eyes, afraid you'd never have the chance to see them again as you became more and more aware of the fact you were in your superior's bed and he was touching you.

"Why are you showing and telling me all this?" You held your hands up to your chest, feeling his own press lightly into them.

He answered by pressing his lips to yours. Thunder stuck, making the ship rumble and pushing you closer to him for comfort, inadvertently deepening the kiss. Killer wrapped his arm around you, dragging his hand down your back as he pushed his tongue past your lips. You were still scared from the storm but he demanded your attention, slowly making you relax into his hold. When you were calm once again he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

----

You woke up late in the morning on your belly, one wing open and halfway off the bed. It took a second to get your bearings and realize who's room you were in. Killer was nowhere to be seen but the shower was running so you could guess where he was.

Last night was playing through your head and it had you reeling. You ended up having the most heated make out session with the most gorgeous looking man you'd ever met. It didn't go any further than that though. The storm still had you wound up and when it was finally done you were exhausted from stressing so much. So he let you stay the night. You had cuddled up to his chest and passed out almost immediately. All in all, it was a night full of the weirdest mix of emotions you'd ever experienced.

"How'd you sleep?" Killer padded into the room with a towel hanging loosely around his waist, a second being dragged through his hair as he peeked through the long locks at you.

You'd never seen him shirtless, now he was standing in front of you with a towel barely covering his most important parts, water dripping down his body. He looked like he belonged in a magazine.

"Uh, fine." You quickly sat up in bed and looked away, focusing instead on a spot on the floor covered in feathers from where you fell the night before.

You'd stress shed them every time it stormed, the bed had quite a few on it as well. There'd be more falling out the next few days too.

"Does this bother you?" He asked casually, heading to the dresser.

"It wasn't expected and I'm not quite sure what we are now, if that makes sense." One moment he's kind of like your boss, a hot, caring one, but your boss nonetheless. The next you're sleeping in his bed and making out with him.

"We're pirates, we're whatever we want to be." He dropped a small pile of clothes on the bed beside you and tilted your chin up for a chaste kiss. "What do you want us to be?"

"I, uh.." You were at a loss for words, earning a smile from the man.

"How about this." He dropped the second towel on the floor and crawled over you, coaxing you back into the matress. "I make you my lover." He covered your neck in butterfly kisses as he worked up to your mouth, pausing right over your lips. "I could take you right now and you'd know exactly what we are."

"Do you know how much shit everyone has been giving me about us hooking up?" You blurted out, not thinking.

Killer looked surprised for a second before his mouth curled up into a closed lipped smile and he huffed against your neck, trying not to laugh. "I've seen the looks. It's not hard to catch the happenings on the ship when no one knows what you're looking at."

He caught your lips again, letting out a small grunt as his towel came undone and pooled on top of your waist. Your face burned as you blushed, trying not to look down. You didn't plan on seeing all of him so soon after finally seeing his face.

A knock came at the door, startling you and drawing Killer's attention. "We're setting out in a couple hours. Find your feathery girlfriend and let her know." Kid said gruffly on the other side.

"She already knows." Killer said, going back to your neck, nipping where the blush started.

"How would she-" Kid erupted into laughter. "If you two are going to fuck on a regular basis, make sure to pay the doctor a visit. I'm not starting a daycare." His heavy footsteps faded as he left.

"Everyone's going to think we've been..." You squeaked when he nipped a little harder right above your collarbone.

"If they're going to think it anyway why don't we have our fun?"

----

Not only was Killer well endowed, he knew what he was doing. He had you crying out his name long before he even entered you, making you cum multiple times with his fingers and tongue. There wasn't a single spot on your body he didn't touch or claim as his, littering you with hot kisses and love bites.

When he finally took you, you expected him to go hard and fast. Instead, he went almost painstakingly slow, taking his time and enjoying every stroke. Even when you begged him to go faster, to fuck you, he continued at his slow pace. Then every time you were close to another orgasm, he'd pull out and run his lips along your body teasingly, loving how you writhed under him.

He coaxed loud moans and cries of pleasure from you despite your best efforts to stay quiet, rewarding you with harder thrusts when you made the sensual noises. When you reached your last orgasm, he came with you, groaning and quaking from making it last so long.

You'd never had a partner so set on your own pleasure before. Most men were just excited to fuck an "angel." Killer was excited to make love to a woman he felt something for, and it made all the difference.

There was no way there was a single person on the ship that didn't know you and Killer were an item now. Between the noises he made you make and Kid's big mouth, everyone would know. Your lover was just fine with that, mentioning that no one would dare bothering you since you were his. Even if it embarrassed you, you liked the sound of it.

"That was the best sex I've had in ages." Killer ran his hand along a wing, searching for loose feathers.

"That was the best sex I've ever had." You purred as you stretched, eyeing his barely covered backside. He had the ass of a god, it was absolutely perfect.

"I'd be worried if it wasn't. You came, what, five times?" He kissed you, smiling the whole time, confident as always.

"Hmmm yes," You giggled as he went down to your jaw, tickling you with his goatee. "any more would've been a bit much though." By the end of it you were pushing him away, unable to handle any more stimulation.

"Well we can see if we can push your limits another time. We ought to get up and do something around the ship now." Killer let out a groan as he got up, joints popping.

"Okay, I gotta clean up first." You slowly worked to your feet and went to the bathroom, nose crinkling at the slick feeling between your legs and the necklace of hickeys.

"I'll bring you something clean to wear and then I'll see if Kid needs anything. Come find me later so we can cook dinner." He came up behind you, tussling your hair and smirking at the mess he made of your skin.

"Thanks." You giggled, watching him head back into the room to dress before hopping in the shower.

It felt amazing after the morning activities, cleaning yourself of the different bodily fluids and warming your skin. You washed your hair using Killers soap this time. There was a bottle of your own but you were curious about using his. It had to be the secret to how he kept his thick hair so soft.

Once done you stepped into the room, toweling off your hair as you approached the bed. Killer had laid out clothes for you but not what you usually wore. The bed was neatly made, feathers nowhere to be seen, with a matching set of panties and bra laid out, along with thigh high black stockings, and the (f/c) dress he helped you buy just yesterday. Way to drop a hint Killer.

You were nervous about getting it on at first but the material was very stretchy, so not only would it fit around your wings, you could put it on without risk of tearing. When you were dressed, you were more than a little pleased with how everything looked. You felt feminine without having to be half naked all the time. It was perfect.

After pulling on your shoes you left the room, creeping out in hopes that no one would see you leaving. Like that mattered, the evidence of the morning was all over your neck and collar. Still, being seen was unavoidable. You immediately locked eyes with Heat as you closed the door behind you, the man leaving the men's quarters himself.

"Glad you and Killer finally got together."

"Finally? I've only been on this ship for a short while." You blushed.

"We're all adults here, all it takes is a short while to like someone. I'll see you around." He wandered off, his sad look not so sad for once.

He scampered off a bit fast, but you had things to do so that was alright. You thought about what Kid said, about paying the doctor a visit and after the heated session with Killer, that didn't seem like a bad idea. There weren't any condoms handy and he didn't seem bothered by finishing inside you. So that would be your first stop of the day.

The second you popped into the medical bay and saw the doctor he already knew what you were there for.

"Take a pinch of this daily, I'd suggest putting it in something besides water. It won't taste good but it'll get the job done." He pushed a container full of a bluish green powder over to you.

"Thanks....does everyone know?" You picked the container up gingerly, holding it close to your chest.

"Girl, you screamed like a mashed cat. You tell me." He chuckled merrily, not bothered by the fact that he heard you getting laid not even an hour ago.

"Right....thanks again, I gotta go." You left quickly, not interested in delving further into your sex life with him.

After that you thought it'd be a good idea to start with the stuff he gave you, ignoring what he said about putting it in water. You instantly regretted it. It tasted like a terrible mix of rotten eggs and fish that had sat out in the sun all day. You choked it down but decided you'd take it with a shot of alcohol next time if you had to. Whatever it took to avoid tasting that again.

When you went out on deck, you were met with a chorus of wolf whistles and comments. Some about you and Killer, others about you wearing a dress for once. They were all just picking on you and you knew it wouldn't last so it was easy enough to ignore. But you saw a chance you had to take when you noticed one of the men commenting was sitting on the ship's railing.

You marched right up to him, a devilish smile on your face, and put a hand on his shoulder. His face fell and you shoved him overboard. Everyone else watching erupted into laughter, knowing the man would be able to get back up but he'd be soaking wet when he did.

You looked over the railing, sending the sputtering man a friendly wave.

"Glad I didn't sit there." Wire peered over with you.

"It would've been funnier if you did." You giggled, feeling like you were in a very good mood for the day.

"At least one of us thinks so. Now, please tell me you two won't be raising such a racket all the time."

"No promises. And you can't complain anyway. You were on board with us getting together, gotta deal with the consequences."

"Kid is going to get tired of hearing you, don't say I didn't warn you." He grumbled and walked away, apparently just hoping to talk you into quieting down and failing.

Kid's room was right next door to Killer's so that wouldn't surprise you but you'd figure that out when or if it became a problem. You'd rather not be a nuisance to the rest of the crew but having them hound you about the noise made you want to aggravate them a bit just cause you could. That and Killer made it hard to stay silent.

You shook the thoughts of him bedding you from your head. It wouldn't hurt to find something to do around the ship for a while and then help him cook dinner. There was always something to do to keep busy around here.