Possession, theneverwars666 [literature books to read .txt] 📗

the handsome man.
“Shit I can’t believe that I am bleeding. This is so bad.” Dylan said. “while fighting did any of yous find a weird looking sword that had weird metal for the blade?”
“ay. We did. Why?” Donovan said.
“I need it. That sword was given to me by my father. It has a special gift to it.”
Donovan had one of his men get the sword. Once the man came back with the sword Dylan grabbed it. In Dylan’s hands the swords blade turned a deadly black then a plagueish green. Then Dylan fell and lay unconscious.


When Dylan awoke he didn’t recognize where he was. Then he looked around then at himself. His chest and stomach was wrapped. Then he began to get up but found an arm around his waist. He removed the blanket and found Donovan. Dylan smiled and bent down to kiss him on the cheek. But Donovan moved and awoke. He made Dylan kiss him on the lips. As Dylan did so Donovan’s hand came up and rested on Dylan’s head so he could deepen the kiss.
Dylan then was let go and Donovan got up. Dylan also got up.
“Ye’ve not been awake for 5 days Dylan. Wez thought you were dead till the doctor on board looked at ye.” Donovan said sadly.
“If I die then I die it isn’t that big of a deal. You wouldn’t have to worry about taking care of me or anything.” Dylan said without realizing he said it.
“Ye should never say such things child. Ye know that Iz have been looking for ye since ye were put on to that stupid ship. Iz made a promise to yez parents that Iz would find, love and protect yez till we both die!” Donovan said angrily.
“Please don’t get angry. A lot has changed since then. Even the way Iz react to people getting angry.” Dylan grunted and then fell to the floor. Donovan’s anger was going to make Dylan do something he didn’t want to do.
Donovan walked over to Dylan and picked him up. Dylan could tell that Donovan was still angry at him. But he didn’t mean for the words to upset Donovan. He just wanted to bring closure to Donovan. But he chose the wrong words. Once Donovan laid Dylan down Donovan was pulled down next to Dylan.
“Iz told ye to not get angry. A lot has changed. And now Iz have to make it up to ye for my angering ye.” Dylan said seductively.
Donovan began to get aroused just by what Dylan said. He was ready to arouse Dylan and make him pay for getting him angry. Donovan got up and grabbed Dylan’s hands and tied them above his head. Dylan got a shocked look into his eyes but not in his face. Then as Donovan did that he tore off his shirt and then Dylan’s shirt.
“Ye, child, are going to get punished for making mez angry.” Donovan said angrily.
“Wouldn’t want it any other way captain.” Dylan teased.
Dylan hated it when he got this way but he couldn’t help it. He hated that he had to be what other possessions called the lovers possession. A possession that made love to those it angered so no one could be mad. But he never made it possible. Cause there was never a person who could stay made at him for so long. And he was thankful for it. But then there was Donovan. The same Donovan that he had known since he was so little. Donovan always got made Dylan when he talked about death.
But death was so natural to Dylan. He lived with it on each ship he was put on. Someone had died each day. Or every other day. He hated the death but he finally got used to it.
Donovan kissed Dylan pulling him out of his memories and Dylan kissed him back. Then all of a sudden the normal Dylan came out but he could still tell that Donovan was mad.
“Did Iz say anything really weird?”
“Yeah ye told me that ye wouldn’t want it any other way when Iz told ye that Iz was going to punish ye for making me angry,” Donovan replied to the random question.
Dylan smiled then tried to hug Donovan. But he found that his hands were tied. “Can ye untie mez please?”
“No!”
“But ye broke my curse. Ye really did and now Iz can really be myself when it comes to making love and more.”
Donovan looked at Dylan like he was some unknown creature that he caught. Dylan then gave Donovan a teary eyed look but that did nothing. But he didn’t know what else to do and he began to cry. That still did nothing to Donovan. Donovan kissed Dylan again but Dylan didn’t kiss him back. He didn’t want to. He dint want to be someone’s play toy even if it was his first love.
“St…..op,” Dylan said between Donovan’s kissing.
But that was useless so Dylan decided to hold his breath and lie still. But then he remembered he did that to Donovan so many times when they where little. And his thought where proven right.
“Iz remember that trick very well. Too many times ye have done that to mez. I can tell when it is for real and when it aint.”
Dylan cursed under his breath and then gave up against Donovan. Dylan didn’t know what else to do but then he realized that Donovan was no longer mad. In fact he was upset and ashamed.
“I can feel you emotions Donovan. What is it? What is the ashamed feeling for? Do tell me,” Dylan said in a whisper.
“Iz am ashamed of meselfs because here ye are crying and all Iz can think about is getting meselfs to bed ye. Iz am upset because Iz is the captain and I now just find ye after so many years and all Iz wants to do is get in ye pants and make love,” Donovan said untying Dylan.
“Then make love to me captain. Iz not seen ye in so long and Iz really wants it now that ye told me the truth. Iz don’t think that its will be wrong either,” Dylan said in a serious tone.
“Do ye really wants that?”
“Yes.”
Donovan laid Dylan down and stripped Dylan of all his clothing. Then Dylan began to undo Donovan’s shirt. Donovan smiled brightly and helped Dylan. Donovan went to Dylan’s nipple and then stuck his fingers in Dylan’s mouth. Dylan knew what to do for he had done this with Donovan before he left to the ship. (Did not get far. Dylan was way too scared.) Dylan licked and sucked on Donovan’s fingers then felt the scrap of Donovan’s teeth on his nipple and he gave a gasp.
Donovan moved to his other nipple while he took his fingers back and slowly had them enter Dylan.
“Y-Y-Your fingers!”
Donovan chuckled as Dylan said that. He was happy that Dylan was still the same as he left him in sexual experience. Then he began to move his fingers in and out of Dylan slowly. At first Donovan used one and worked his way up to three. Each thrust inwards with Donovan’s fingers Dylan gasped and moaned nicely.
“I am going to enter you now. Are you ready for it?”
Dylan gave a nod and felt something big enter him. He gave a big gasp for it hurt when it entered him. Then Donovan slowly began to move in and out. Slowly thrusting himself in and out of Dylan.
“Faster… please!”
With that Donovan began to thrust himself into Dylan harder and deeper making Dylan cry out in pleasure. How wonderful Dylan cried. The voice of an angel in ecstasy. Donovan wanted this moment to last forever so he kissed Dylan softly on the lips.
“I th-th-think I an going to come,” Dylan said shuttering in pleasure.
“Me too, my love, me too.”
And with that they came together. Donovan was surprised at how much self control Dylan had.
“Tomorrow wez will reach our home island. Yer mother and father has blessed mez with being able to marry ye. That is if ye will have this lame old pirate captain as yer lover.”
“Iz wouldn’t want anyone else as me lover. And yes Iz would love to marry ye Donovan.”


They had reached land and they had been welcome back to the island. Dylan saw his parents and they showed him his wedding outfit that he was to wear. Dylan loved the outfit for it was white and blue. The colors Donovan used on his ship.
Then they got Dylan and Donovan ready for the marriage. Three hours later they were married with matching gold bands and earrings to show their love. Then they were off with Donovan’s crew for their honeymoon in the island next to theirs that was uninhabited by people.

They then lived happily ever after till they died going down with the ship “Possessive Melody” at the ripe old age of 99 and 83.

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Publication Date: 08-17-2012

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