Fine eyebrows lifted at the mention of the ocean breeze and salt spray, a slow smile curling her lips as her eyes flicked up to meet with her Captain's. It seemed that their Cabin Girl hadn't changed much despite her many months absence from the crew. If anything, perhaps her days spent living the luxurious life of a noblewoman had given her more than enough time to fantasize to her heart's content.<br/><br/>"Smell of the ocean and feel of the wind, eh? I'm sure we can arrange that. Can't we, Cap'n?" Her hand reached down for one last teasing swipe against her slick slit, then with her usual cheeky grin, she was up with a rustle of her skirts. Straightening her dress and pulling the bodice back up to cover her breasts -- not that the crew hadn't seen her in the nude before, but today she needed their eyes to be busily ogling the lithe ninja -- she let her eyes linger on the pair for a while longer. Kunoichi's flushed cheeks made her pale skin rosy, but it was her expression that put a satisfied smile on Myobi's mouth. With eyes half-lidded from both pleasure and need, her lips moist with her own juices and saliva, dress pushed up to expose her hairless cunt...it was a picture that any man was sure to approve of.<br/><br/>Stepping back from the lovely scene, she left the Cabin Girl in the sure hands of their Captain. Opening the door, Runt, the red-headed cabin boy, practically fell into her arms. Immediately, his face went so white that his freckles stood out like dark blemishes against his skin. "I-I-I'm sorry, ma'am! I-I didn't, I didn't mean to...to..." His words were lost as his eyes took in the scene behind his First Mate. On any other day, the boy would've found himself charged with swabbing the deck and cleaning the galley, along with whatever other duties she felt like piling on top of his usual workload. Today, not only were half the crew also guiltily huddled around the crowded entrance of the Captain's cabin, but it actually saved her the trouble of rounding them up.<br/><br/>Patting the awkward boy on the shoulder, she detached him from her bust and handed him over to the nearest crew member, which just so happened to be Demetrius. She raised an eyebrow at him. "I hope you already have dinner prepared." The Jamaican cook looked somewhat abashed but flashed his usual blinding smile. Glancing around at the small crowd, letting her eye linger on each guilty party for a while, she decided she'd made them squirm long enough. With a smirk, she leaned against the wall, giving the crew easy access to enter the cabin. "Well? Ya'll heard the lady didn'tcha? Kuno's been missin' the smell of the ocean! How 'bout one of you go and give the Cap'n a hand? Ya'll can all get reacquainted once yer on deck. Girl needs a lotta lovin', so don't be shy now."<br/><br/>It could've been Christmas morn for the way the men's eyes and faces lit up. Myobi was pretty sure that other parts of them were already up and eager as well. But that'd be something for their little ninja to take care of...for now anyway.