captain migraine

"..."

"Fifty gold coins, free second-floor suite and breakfast service, I wish you a happy use, respected Captain Caesar." The bar owner Foga leaned behind the bar with a smile and raised his glass in the direction of Caesar.

Foga's words seemed to have awakened all the drunken guests present, who in the crowd whistled at the beginning, ridicules and blessings with obscene content were all in one piece.

"Well done, Caesar!"

"Give this little fairy some color!"

"Cry for her! Cry for her!"

"Salute to your dick!! Black sea wolf!"

Amidst the excited cheers of the drinkers, no one saw the dancer in Caesar's arms roll her eyes vigorously, and the "little goblin" put the strong goblin's arms on the man's neck, but... oh, Who the hell cares about that?In short, booing is enough, and the cheers are even louder, almost toppling the roof of Barbatra.

"Good quality and low price." The man laughed lazily, and amidst the blessings (booing) of everyone, he swaggered up the stairs leading to the suite on the second floor with the "beautiful woman" in his arms.

No one knows, when the noise of the bar is isolated by the thick wooden floor with good sound insulation effect in the narrow space on the first floor, our respected "gentleman of the sea" Captain Caesar finally regained his rogue essence - he stretched his long legs and kicked him rudely The door of the suite, when he glanced at the huge bed in the middle of the room, he threw the person in his arms onto the bed in a parabola without hesitation.

bah—

It was the sound of the suite door being slammed shut.

click-

This is the sound of the suite door being locked.

Adjusting his landing posture so as not to be humiliating with his feet on the ground, McGarr sat up, cleared his voice, and was about to say something. When he raised his head, he was surprised to find that his big dog was staring at him with amber dog eyes. Looking somewhere, following the eyes of the dog, McGarl paused, then pulled down the hem of the skirt that was accidentally raised because of the landing posture, blocking his boxer underwear.

"Should I praise you for your dedication? You even shaved your legs."

"I hate it, people don't understand what you're talking about."

"Also play?"

"..."

With a sneer, the man approached the edge of the bed with steady steps, a small piece of the soft mattress sank, and when McGarr realized, Caesar's tall figure had already enveloped him.The man half-kneeled beside the bed, leaning forward—oh, let me emphasize, they were almost face to face, and the tips of their noses were about to touch the tips of their noses. In short, it exceeded the "safe distance that men should keep between".

McGarl smiled innocently at the man and pouted at the same time. Before he could touch anything that shouldn't be touched, a big hand pinched his chin forcefully at the first moment.

"Dare to put your inferior, bright red, mouth-like lip marks anywhere on my body," the black sea wolf's voice was low and hoarse, full of threats, "Trust me, you are dead. "

Stretched on the bed, flanked by the man's muscular arms, McGarr's legs were spread apart - it was definitely not a good-looking position given that he was wearing a skirt, but he had to keep it that way because Caesar's knees were just right. Stuck between his legs, calmly relaxing his limbs, McGarl looked up at the man from the bottom up——

For ordinary people, the posture of bowing the head tends to make the facial muscles sag, so this is usually a dead angle-and obviously, this would not work for our great Captain Caesar, and he once again demonstrated with strength , Handsome, is synonymous with 360 degrees without dead ends.

"If you decide to continue working as a stripper, why don't you come on my boat for the cheap reward of fifty gold coins a night?" Staring at the dark eyes that were still bright in the darkness, Caesar lowered his voice, and said slowly and seductively, "I can pay you three hundred gold coins every month."

"Should I provide you, there are 30 days in a month." McGarl stretched out his hand to hold the big dog's face with a smile, and squeezed it, "Occasionally there will be a surprising No.30 day."

"Don't push yourself too hard, perverted fisherman, this is the price I set for the first mate."

"It's really hard for me to be attracted to a career with my head pinned to my belt."

"Stop talking nonsense, otherwise what are you here for tonight?" Caesar moved closer, and now, once again, he and Megal were close enough to breathe the air around each other, "I don't believe you are just trying to seduce me go to bed."

In fact, this can barely be regarded as one of the reasons.McGarr thought for a while, and said bluntly: "Like's contract of prostitution?"

"Don't even think about it."

Rejection is so flat, bastard.McGarl smiled instead of anger: "Actually——"

The hand of the young man with hair slid all the way down the man's face, across his perfectly curved jaw, across his sexy Adam's apple that was vibrated by his pronunciation, and finally stopped on his chest. When the man was caught off guard, he Forced—the bed board made an unbearable creaking sound—

Now let's wipe the lens and we'll have no trouble spotting a change in the room—

On a messy bed, a barefoot dancer in a shaggy dress was poking her butt, pressing hard on the most powerful captain in the Mediterranean Sea. One of his legs was rubbing against the thigh of the person below him, and the other knee was not light or heavy. It hit the sensitive and fragile important part of the man's lower body.

"Life for life, Master Captain." With one hand resting on his chest, McGarr raised the other hand and hooked Caesar's jaw frivolously with his knuckles, "I saved your dog's life , isn’t it fair to exchange it for Lake’s freedom now?”

Slapping the opponent's dishonest hand away, Caesar smiled dangerously.If you have been walking in the Mediterranean all year round, you should at least know the little rule that "black sea wolves are never threatened by anything" - but as the saying goes, "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers", he decided to forgive this perverted fisherman for the time being.

"Sounds fair," Caesar lazily replied, "but I remember, about two weeks ago, you asked me for 'a perfect dagger', perverted fisherman, and I spent half an hour I selected for you what you wanted from my collection—the peerless work of 'Ghost Craftsman' Gandwerf, inlaid with three sapphires and eighteen first-class cat's eyes, a black market with tens of thousands of gold coins price."

"..." Apparently he didn't expect the other party to mention this, McGarl was taken aback for a moment, and the smile on his face restrained a little.

"Yes, I still remember." This time, Caesar smiled brightly, "How about it, am I very conscientious?"

"You don't need the dagger." McGarr put away his joking mood, he turned his face away from the man and said, "Let Lake go free, he can no longer be a pirate."

"Why?" Caesar sat up with the opportunity - now, the two of them are sitting on the bed, it seems that they finally have a normal posture that they should have when negotiating, "It's just that one arm is missing, and there are countless artificial limbs on my ship that he can replace -"

A brief silence.

"...Alas," the man crossed his legs and supported his chin with one hand, the man showed a nasty smile, "It seems that there are troubles that are hard to explain, tsk, the father is kind and the son is filial, it is really touching and enviable .”

Stretching out his hand, imitating the way McGarr just hooked the other's chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at him with a little force, "I promised to give you more," Caesar's lips curled up, and there was gentleness in his eyes. She smiled, but unfortunately the smile did not reach the bottom of those amber pupils, "It was you who rejected me."

"..."

"In front of me, no one can say sorry, this is my rule."

"..."

"Don't be nervous, perverted fisherman, I've always been a good talker."

A short laugh, a low and magnetic voice resounded in the dark room, and amidst the noise from downstairs that seemed to be far away, it seemed close at hand but unusually ethereal——

"Take yourself. Come aboard with me, and I'll set him free."