A full moon had risen over the fair-sized city of Seadale Watch. Seagulls and pelicans had settled in their spots along the many masts of the ships that were tied to the wooden docks and were quietly watching the many people who walked by as they made their way to the various buildings to conduct the st of the day’s tasks. Much like any other town of the era, the buildings were a combination of Victorian style that defied Mother Nature’s wrath with their high gabled roofs, multi-level and lovely stained-gss windows that nestled beside practical shops and homes that accounted for both the heavy weather and the wind by their low and slightly angled structure. Whereas other cities kept their marketpce in the center of town so people could gather in one location, Seadale Watch had a majority of its stores easily accessible to the dozens of piers that were the staple of the community’s economy. While the city was casual enough to allow known pirates to dock and even sell their stolen goods, the officials kept a tight and well-paid guard to ensure that both the people of Seadale Watch and the wicked water thieves coexisted with minimum effort.
It was no accident that the ‘Mysti Mermaid’ had been docked right in front of a neatly spaced line of taverns and alehouses that begged for its captain to spend many nights in. With a sign that was ornate enough to show flower petals floating on air, the ‘Windy Marigold’ had become the chosen tavern for the bulk of Ruby’s command crew and were enjoying the boisterous atmosphere. A trio of bards pyed upbeat music spread across their individual instruments. Joyful and rhythmic tones plucked from a scruffy-looking guy pying a mandolin held time with a young woman’s light and magical whistle from her flute. Tying the bardic band as one, a young man completely involved in the music plucked the strings of his harp which added its angelic watery tones.
Deciding that the little tavern would be the perfect pce for her to rex and enjoy the energy of dancing and drinking, Captain Ruby One-Eye had tucked away her heavy leather armor and long sailor's coat in favor of a floor-length maroon fre dress. A skin-tight bodice that showed every delightful curve of the woman’s hourgss figure in a flowing dress that she swirled and twirled into the appearance of sea wind, Ruby danced with every woman who offered their hand and sang right along with the band with her own lovely voice. Affixed to her arms and wrists were her hallmark silk golden-yellow streamers that the fine captain used in her entrancing dance to both caress her dance partner and offer the illusion of the sun throwing its beams across the dance floor.
A rare sight, Ruby had for the first time in years let her onyx hair flow freely to the middle of her back, rather than keeping it in the many yers of cornrows that she was known for. Although well into her forties, Ruby didn’t show the signs of aging. Her appearance didn’t have a shred of gray or white hair, no deep age lines on her cheeks or brow. If anything, the lucky dy challenged the idea of aging. Adorned with very little in the way of make-up, Ruby only used a tiny bit of glittery red-brown eyeshadow to highlight her one sparkling hazel eye and a blended color of red and purple on her heart-shaped lips to make them look a touch more enticing than they already were.
“Iz it pozzible that she is getting prettier az she ages?” Avanora wondered aloud as she sipped her small gss of blood-red wine. “Amazing.” She followed up and kept her silver eyes affixed on her long-time lover and partner. “I vant very much to danze, Natasha.” Ava offered while picturing her arms wrapped in a loving slow dance spin with Ruby. “Mmm…Dear Natasha, Ruby iz in rare form this evening, yes?”
Gleaning the pictures of the women Ruby had been dancing with through the night due to their mind-blended connection, Nerice couldn’t quite make out the entire situation that was occurring on the dance floor. With a few sharp clicks and sounds akin to a dolphin and orca mix, Nerice smiled once the sounds filled her mind with the complete picture. “Ava, dear.” Nerice picked up her mug of rum-beer and downed a healthy portion and held the mug in the air for the barmaid to refill, then nodded in Ruby’s direction. “You’d better do something quickly, I count fifteen flowers in her hair. How they are pinned so evenly spaced is a damned miracle by itself.” Once her mug was refilled, the blind blue blue-haired beauty took another intoxicating sip and finished her observation. “She’s also been going for about five hours straight without much rum. That tells me your window of keeping her with us tonight is slowly closing. So if you are going to act, it needs to be now.”
“Vhat about you? Ve could dance right along with her and mayhaps get her attenzion?” Ava stood up and offered Nerice her hand.
“Mayhaps?” Neirce ughed and took Ava’s hand, giving it a soft kiss from her blue lips. “As, I would step on your feet. I would absolutely love to dance with you, but the clicking and such would ruin our moment.” She took more of her drink and pointed to her dymate, “Besides if you go out there and show off your fire, that might be enough of an attention grabber to get her red ass to sit down.” Nerice tapped her lower lip. “One little gout from the fire-dy and it will bring her home to us.”
-“What are you up to Ner-Ner, you devil woman?”-
Ruby offered via their mental connection and waited for an answer.
-“Ava wants to dance and you are waist deep in women. Good choice with the red-head by the way.”-
Nerice responded both honestly and sarcastically and mentally blew her partner a kiss before sitting back and having another pull from her drink.
-“Your obsession with red is going to be your downfall, Tanya. Come on in here and take full advantage of Ava’s silver eyes and damned fine ass. I am sure that the flogger is close by, you know how she loves that.”-
Nerice stood up and faced Ruby’s direction and began wiggling her fingers pyfully like a set of tiny whips.
-“Damn I love you Ner-Ner. What do you suppose the odds are that Daisy…you know miss red-heads name, would let me spank her ass? Thanks for changing my vision for that tonight, by the way”.-
Ruby mentally sighed and waited for the song that the band was pying to end before leaving the dance floor to a myriad of disappointment. Once she reached the table with her trusted partners, Ruby plucked the pinned flowers from her hair and twirled the one daisy in her hand before tossing it in the pile with the others. “Shit, shit…Natasha, shit.” Ruby adjusted her ample breasts in her bodice where other hands beyond her own had been squeezing them most of the night before she took her seat and let out a relieved sigh. “Ava?”
“Yez? Rubiez, my love?” Ava focused her silver eyes on the woman she loved, “Vhy do you look at me like a…vhat…Oh, meal.”
“Ner-Ner was being a little devilish, which isn’t all that uncommon.” Ruby clearly spoke in opposition to her broken pirate speech she’d been using on the dance floor. “Let me catch my breath and have a few mugs of Natasha’s ale-rum and we can spin until your heart’s content. Ruby swiftly flicked one of her golden streamers around Ava and pulled the couple slowly together. No matter how many times Ruby got close to her fme woman, the mix of her lovely fire-fuel and natural scent always sent a fluttered rush of teenage excitement through Ruby’s body. When the butterflies erupted in her stomach and sent fluttering ripples of desire all through her body, Ruby knew that no one on that dance floor would match the silver-eyed woman she had just bound herself to. A slight hesitation before their lips touched, Ruby took a hesitant breath and absorbed the heated energy that had charged the air between her and Avanora. A quick brush of her purple painted lips over Ava’s partly burned ones, Ruby waited until she’d explored her partner’s mouth fully before locking herself into their embrace. A feeling of necessary relief explored Ruby’s form and nestled her in the moment, granting her a measure of peace with her rising desire.
Feeling the streamer twist tighter, Avanora gave herself completely into Ruby’s passion and used the thin silk as the means to keep her upright during their embrace. Always soft and affectionate, Ava often found herself in a mystical haze of contentment whenever Ruby kissed her. Almost like every nerve in her body had a little firelight pulsing at the ends, Ava found that she never wanted tender moments like these to ever end. Part of her wanted to sit right here with their lips crushed together until they both passed out in one another’s arms, while another part of her wanted to do nothing but grab Ruby’s hand and run for the first private spot they could and create even more magic than was being currently expressed. All too soon, Ava felt a small break from Ruby’s lips and with one final tangle of their tongues their heated kiss was complete. “Mmm…Ruby.” Ava sank back into her chair and closed her eyes, still thinking about Ruby’s soft moans mixed with her rose-scented sweat. “Natasha, Ruby. I-um…” Ava stopped trying to speak and just retreated into her leftover memory.
