"No man worth his salt, says I," the Captain grunted.  And since sailors, especially, tended to muck about in the ocean, that was a lot of salt indeed.<br/><br/>It was hard to detect the minute, almost infinitesimal, changes that stole over Remiel when Myobi made her appearance, but they were there, if you knew what to look for.  He seemed to relax, to soften just a tiny bit, to smile just a little more.  Kunoichi had always been free to dally with whomever of the crew she liked--provided, of course, that the good Captain got dibs on her first--but with Myobi it was just a little bit more complicated.  Technically, the same rules that applied to Kuno applied to the First Mate as well; but on more than one occasion when Myobi had been enjoying herself with one of the men the Captain had been known to storm off in a jealous sulk.<br/><br/>He grinned lazily at Myobi as she draped herself around him and licked at his neck.  He would never dare to say so, but she looked quite fetching in the dress.  It gave her an uncharacteristically feminine appearance, and the corset meant that her breasts were prominently displayed.<br/><br/>He turned his head, his mouth stealing over his First Mate's, his beard tickling her chin.  He forced his tongue into her mouth, and gave it a quick swirl around her teeth.  He sucked at her mouth for a moment before nipping at her lower lip, then drawing back with a smug smirk.<br/><br/>Returning his attention to "Suzume", the Captain seized her by her waist, and then, abruptly and violently, half-lifted, half-pushed her into his bunk.  She fell back onto the featherdown mattress (the Captain was the only one on the ship who was afforded the luxury of an actual mattress with actual sheets) and Remiel pursued her.  Prowling over her like a big cat sizing up its prey,  he actually had the nerve to growl before ducking his head between her legs.  He lifted the hem of her dress, pushing it up past her waist, and disappeared beneath it.  It wasn't long at all before Kuno felt his rough-shaved cheeks brushing up against her thigh.<br/><br/>He kissed her mons, caressing her labia with his fingers, once again seeking and finding the hidden little pearl.  He massaged it, following up the action of his calloused fingers with his tongue, giving it a brazen lick.