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"If you're having second thoughts, we can...y'know, hold off until you're ready," Ed said, sending hesitation in Stede's movements. "We can take things slow, I don't mind."
"No! I do want this, with you. It's just, well..." A deep blush stained Stede's cheeks as he watched Ed slowly work himself open for him, and as he fiddled with the laces on his silk bloomers. "I'm a little afraid of hurting you."
"Hurting me?" Ed asked, unable to hold back a laugh. "Stede, I've taken a sword to the gut from you and barely broke a sweat, I think we're a little beyond--"
Stede shook his head. "No, I mean..." He chewed his bottom lip for a moment, still not quite sure how to approach the subject. "Mary used to, well...aside from conceiving our children, we never really...she said it was painful, that I was too big."
Ed felt his mouth go dry. "Too big, you say?"
"Oh, now it probably sounds like a brag," Stede muttered. "I suppose I am quite...endowed, but surely not painfully so."
"I'll be the judge of that, I think," Ed said, reaching out with a trembling hand--the one he wasn't currently using to work himself open--to see for himself what exactly Stede was packing.
Sure, he'd seen him nearly naked before, when they'd switched clothes the day they met, but he'd figured the least he could do for Stede at the time in his weakened state would be to preserve him his dignity. He did seem to recall a rather impressive silhouette in his own leather pants once they'd managed to get Stede into them, but seeing it unclothed like this, for the first time...
"Fucking hell, mate," he breathed, "maybe it's you they should be calling the Kraken."
Stede went completely still, unsure of how to proceed. "You're not...put off by it?"
"Put off? If anything I should be offended you've been hiding this from me," he joked, and when Stede raised his eyebrows in curiosity he added, "I'm kind of a size queen. Used to irk the hell out of Jack, he might have talked big but he had kind of a shrimp di--"
"Ed," Stede interjected, perhaps a bit more firmly than he'd intended. His voice softened, then he added, "As much as I do appreciate knowing that, please never bring up that wretched man's name in our bed again." He watched as Ed pulled his fingers out and let out a whine at the sight of both Ed's fingers and his hole dripping with oil. "D'you, um...are you prepped enough, or would you like me to help a little more?"
Ed shook his head and climbed onto Stede's lap, easing him onto his back. "Nah, mate. All I need now is you." He gave Stede a few experimental strokes with his slicked-up hand, taking a moment to really appreciate just how thick he was as he coaxed him to full mast. Then he sat upright on his knees, took a deep breath, and slowly sank downward until his ass was flush with Stede's hips.
"Fuck," Stede breathed as he watched how easily Ed took him. He hadn't been sure what to expect, his only previous sexual experiences having felt, well...much different, but the tight warmth hugging his cock was unlike anything he could have imagined. He placed his hands on Ed's hips to hold him steady, though he quickly found that Ed seemed to be doing a fine enough job of that himself, bouncing at a steady rhythm. He looked, in a word, ethereal, with his tanned chest rising and falling with each breathy moan that escaped his lips.
"Fuck, mate," he groaned. "Shoulda asked you to fuck me ages ago. You feel incredible."
"Really? I'm not hurting you?" Stede asked, still feeling a little nervous in spite of himself. Ed laughed and reached down to cup Stede's face in his hands.
"You're not, I promise. Now would you relax?" He waited until Stede nodded, then he pulled him up into a heated kiss, reaching to tangle one hand in his golden curls. When he came up for air he was relieved to see that Stede appeared much more relaxed. "Let me show you something," he muttered in Stede's ear, before sitting upright again and taking his hands in his own. He placed Stede's hands with his palms flat against his lower belly, and he watched carefully for his reaction. Stede gasped when he felt a gentle ripple below Ed's skin that synced up with his movements.
"Ed...is that...?" he asked, unable to help but stare.
"Mmhmm, wanted you to feel just how deep you are in me," Ed panted. He could feel himself getting close so he picked up the pace just enough to pull a whine out of Stede, who moved his hands aside so he could see Ed's belly bulge outward with what was unmistakably the outline of his cock. Fuck, he wasn't sure he'd ever seen anything so enticing in his life...
He wasn't going to last much longer like this. And judging by the sounds Ed was making, neither was he.
"Stede, Stede, Stedefuck!" Ed gasped, spurting ropes of cum across Stede's belly and chest, the muscles in his thighs twitching as he continued to ride it out. He held onto Stede's hands again and pressed down on his own stomach. "C'mon, mate, stuff me full, don't be shy."
With a strangled whine, Stede spilled his load inside of Ed, nearly blacking out from the intensity of his orgasm. With his hands still on Ed's belly he could feel his own cock twitch, and he could almost swear he could feel Ed swell up the slightest bit as he filled him. He muttered Ed's name over and over, until he was nearly breathless and he felt Ed collapse onto his chest again, knocking what little air remained from his lungs.
"That was...fucking incredible," Ed sighed, stretching toward him for a kiss. "You're fucking incredible, Stede."
"As are you," Stede replied, gently petting Ed's hair. "I had no idea sex could feel that good."
"Oh, in that case I have loads of shit to show you," teased Ed, raising an eyebrow and giving him a playful grin. "I'll have to let you fuck my mouth next. Don't mean to brag but I promise it'll blow your mind."