The Sky Pirates Part Two (complete)

    I walk back into my quarters from meeting with Iris and find Megaera looking through my collection of Cyrus’ carvings.

    “What are you doing?” I ask. “Do you just snoop through everyone’s personal belongings like that?” I stride up t her, taking the box and closing it.

    Megaera chuckles. “Nothing is secret between us, now that we’ll be married, what’s yours is mine.” She strokes my cheek, and I take a step aside as I put the box back on the shelves.

    Her eyes narrow on me and her feather’s start to ruffle. “What are those cheap little things?” She asks.

    “They’re special to me,” I grumble. “So I ask that you just leave them alone.”

    Megaera tilts her head and giggles. “Oh, I see,” she murmurs. “Sicyon told me you had a childhood sweetheart.”

    My heart starts to go wild. “What?” I laugh. “No! No,” I force the laugh harder, then blow a raspberry. “No.”

    Megaera’s smirk turns into a wicked grin. “Some boy who used to be part of the crew here. Now he’s a captain too.” She clicks her tongue and taps her chin. “Now what was the name of that ship?”

    There is a knock on the door and relief washes over me. “Who is it?” I call out. 

    “Your mothers’ ship has returned,” Iris says from the other side.

    Megaeta claps her hands together. “Perfect.”

    Megaera has been on the ship for about five days now, each day is more unnerving than the last. She puts on the front of being excited and happy to be here, but there is this unnerving edge to her I can’t shake. She feels like the snake that’s ready to strike, and I can’t help but think that she and Sicyon have something up their sleeves.

    I walk out on deck to greet my mothers, they had gone to get supplies for the wedding. It was coming up fast, two days in fact, and every night I couldn’t help but pray that someone, anyone, would come and ruin it all. An attack, a balloon leak, anything, and everything would be welcomed. 

    Iris had her own trepidations about this match as well. She feared that once Megaera and I were wed, she and most of the crew would be cast out.

    “If that were to be the case,” I said, “then I would give you money to get your own ship.”

    Iris shook her head. “You can’t make a move that risky!”

    “I can and I will,” I lay a chest on the table for her, and her purple eyes go wide.

    “Theai,” her voice cracks.

    I push the chest towards her. “If anything is going to happen, I want you and the crew to be safe. Take this chest and do what you see best with it. Buy your own Brigadoon, start your own crew, become the captain you’re supposed to be.”

    Iris stares at me as tears start to fill her eyes. “It won’t come to that!”

    “But if it does,” I grab her hand. “You have to be captain in my place.”

    Iris blinked a few tears from her eyes. “But what about you? What is this Megaera has her own plans for you?”

    “I’m sure she does,” I sigh. “But in the grand scheme of things, your lives outweigh mine. I promised to always protect my crew, and that’s what I’m doing. So take the chest, Iris. I know you know what to do.”

     I got back to my quarters, dreading that I am going to see Megaera again. As I open the door, I am stunned by what I see.

    “Darling, it’s way past your bedtime,” Cyrus says with a smirk.

    I quickly close the door and lock it. “What are you doing here?” I rush to him, throwing myself into his arms and kissing him.

    He nuzzles to my cheek. “I got a letter asking me to do something incredibly stupid. So here I am.”

    “But how did you get here unnoticed?” I’ve never felt so relieved and scared at the same time as I do in his arms.

    “Special camouflage,” Cyrus says with a smirk. “I have a very brilliant first mate. We’ve been flying underneath you for the past eight hours. We used the cover your mothers’ ship provides.”

“I’m just so happy to see you,” I sigh. “Wait!” I sit up. “What’d you do with Maegera?”

Cyrus furrows his brow. “Who?”

“My fiance! She’s barely left my room at all. Did you see her here?” 

Cyrus looks over the edge of the bed and grins.

I lean over his legs, looking at the floor where Megaera is unconscious and tied up on the ground. I gasp then shoot up.

“What did you do?” I snap at him.

“She started it,” Cyrus scoffs then kisses me. “Now hurry, we need to go.” He grabs my hands and takes me over to the windows.

“I can’t just leave!” I snap at him. “What about the ship and the crew?”

Cyrus sets me up on the ledge. “Then Iris will become captain,” he says. “This will be her ship and her crew and-” he grins brightly as he laughs. “Your family and your blushing bride will be hers to command. Now, won’t they?” He throws open the windows and looks out over the edge.

“You can fly right?” He asks me over the howl and den of the wind.

“I hope you are not betting our lives on that!” I blurt.

Cyrus winks at me, and as he leans in for a kiss, Megaera charges and shoves him out the window. I scream, sitting up as I see the ropes are falling from her wrists. I look back out the window, seeing Cyrus is holding on for his dear life.

“I’ve got you, hold on!” I grab his hands, but Megaera wrenches me back, throwing me down on the ground.

“There is a reason why Furies don’t marry men,” Megaera snarls down at me. “I won’t have you fall to that fate.”

“Just wait!” I cry out.

Megaera stomps her heel down on Cyrus’s hand, and he yells in pain. “Men take and break,” she stomps again. “And they never repair what they’ve smashed.” She brings her heel down again, and Cyrus is holding on with one hand.

“That doesn’t mean you have to kill him!” I rush forward and dive out the window.

“Theai!” Megaera screams.

I spread my wings and swoop back, grabbing Cyrus just as he falls. I grab him, holding him under his armpits.

“See?” He grunts. “I knew this would work.”

“Barely,” I strain as I carry him.

I land us on the balloons of his ship and take a sigh of relief. Cyrus looks at me with a smile. “I think the broken hand was worth it.” He wipes at my cheeks. “You actually flew for me.”

“I had to do something,” I murmur.

“I don’t have wings,” he says, “but I would have done the same for you.” He then takes hold of a rope and ties himself to it. “Ready to head down to the Apollo?”

I nod. “Nowhere else I’d rather be.” 

We climb down the ropes to his deck.  He calls out to his crew, ordering them to get out of the area as fast as possible. As we speed away, I watch as the Allecto and Tisiphone fade into the stars.

Cyrus stands beside me, holding his injured hand to his chest. “Iris will know what to do.”

“I know she does,” I whisper. “I just worry.” I scoff and touch his wrist. “Why haven’t you gone to the doctor yet?”

“Because I was worried about you,” Cyrus chuckles.

“Worry about me later! If you don’t go now, you’re going to wind up with one of the hook hands!” I snap at him.

“Look at that, not even married, and you’re already nagging me about my hook hand,” Cyrus teases.

I frown up at him, and he busts laughing.

“Oh, you’re fun.” He then nods. “I’ll go now. My cabin is at the other end of the ship.” He says. “Not far from where yours was on the Allecto.”

“Thanks,” I grumble.

“Get some rest,” he kisses my forehead. “I’ll come see you when I’m done.” He walks away and I towards the stairs that lead down into his cabin. 

I sit down on the bed, my heart still hammering from everything that happened on the Allecto. I have no idea what Iris is dealing with right now. My biggest fear is that my mother, Sicyon will take over and command the Allecto again. I just have to hold out hope that Iris and the crew would never back down like that. It is Iris’ ship now, my mother has no rule. Or at least, O pray she doesn’t.

There’s a knock at the door, and a moment later a Rakshasa tiger walks in. “There you are,” he says with a grin.

“Padamo!” I race to him, wrapping my arms around him. “It’s been so long.”

He laughs and touches my face. His eyes are covered by a red cloth, he had lost both of them, as well as his right ear the hearing in it, during an accident on the Allecto. He had left with Cyrus to join the Apollo because my mothers weren’t sure what to do with a blind crewmember.

“Oh god,” he huffs. “Does Cyrus know you’re still ugly.”

“Of course he does,” I laugh.

“Oh good, it’s what he deserves,” Padamo grins. “Now tell me, do you still prefer the tea from the Kobold Freesia?”

I grin. “I sure do.”

“Well then,” he pulls in a cart from the hallway. “I was told to make sure you’re comfortable while Cyrus is tended to.” He pads his paw on the edge of the cart then picks up the teapot and pours a cup.

“I’m glad to see you’re doing well,” I say as I take the tea.

“Better than ever. It’s amazing what you can do with only one ear.” Padamo grins. 

“Even when you were still in the infirmary you always knew when things were coming,” I reply.

“Don’t need eyes for what I can see. Don’t need ears either, really.” He sits down beside me. “The Allecto is safe,” he tells me. “She’s asked your mothers and Megaera to leave, and the crew is standing behind her.”

I sigh with relief. “And my mothers?”

“Sicyon wanted to attack, but Semnai has convinced her there are bigger enemies at foot, so the Allecto is safe from her wrath. But us-” he shrugs. “We’ll manage.”

I hug him tightly. “Oh that's wonderful to hear, thank you.”

“Ahem,” Cyrus clears his throat.

Padamo side steps. “My liege,” he bows low.

“I take it you informed her of the goings on Allecto?” Cyrus chuckles.

“Of course. I also told her all about your sexual proclivities and hang-ups while I was at it. Best to prepare the poor thing before the world crashes down around her,” Padamo shakes his head solemnly.

Cyrus glares towards him. “You can go now?”

Padamo grins and saunters away, his tail flicking behind him.

“Please tell me he’s lying,” Cyrus grunts as he shuts the door.

“What do you think?” I ask.

Cyrus sucks air through his teeth. “You’re still here, so I will guess no.”

I grin and take his bandaged hand. “No hook?”

“Not yet,” he chuckles. “Doc says a broken finger or two doesn’t warrant the saw right away.” He pulls me into his arms and kisses me.

I melt into his kiss and grip onto his chest. I step back and move to the bed. I pet the blankets beside me. “Come along.”

Cyrus chuckles. “What is this?” He climbs towards me. “Are you beckoning me into your trap already?”

I grin. “If we’re going to be on the run, I’d like us to be able to enjoy ourselves.”

Cyrus tugs off his shirt and tosses it aside. “You best praise I didn’t break my good hand.”

Due to the backlessness of my dress, I’m able to tug it forward and pull my arms out. Cyrus’s eyes widen, and he brushes his fingers between my breasts.

“You always did have the most beautiful skin,” he whispers.

I bite my lip, and my wings flutter.

Cyrus dips down, kissing my neck and chest. His lips drag down, and I feel his tongue flicker against my nipples. I gasp softly, leaning forward a bit, so one breast presses into his mouth. Cyrus moans softly, licking and sucking while his good hand squeezes the other breast.

Cyrus pulls his head back, licking at his chops. “You know, there are other things I can play with,” he pants. “Better things.”

My cheeks are burning already. 

Cyrus smirks and lays down on his back. He coaxes me over, as I kick away the rest of my dress. He has he lay on him as he kisses me, his hands run up and down my back, sometimes groping my rear a little.

“Ok, sit up,” he whispers.

“Huh?” I shiver.

“Sit up a little,” he bites my cheek. “Trust me.”

I whimper softly, rising up he has me straddle his chest. He pulls me forward, making me nearly sit on his face.

“Cyrus I-oh!” I gasp, my eyes nearly bugging as his tongue flicks along my slit. I grunt and bite my lip, quickly grabbing hold of the headboard.

“Oh-”  I moan as my lashes flutter.

Cyrus groans below me, licking and nuzzling to my cunt. His tongue slips up and down, swirling around my clit and slipping inside me. I move my hips, rutting myself against his face as the feeling starts to grow. The heat that pools in my belly has never felt so tight and so good before. I squeeze my thighs around him, gasping and moaning. Then, he places his lips around my clit and starts to suck.

I let out a cry, and my wings unfurl, spreading out and nearly knocking open the window. 

Cyrus chuckles. “That’s my girl,” he moves me down, making me sit on his belly. He props up a bit, moving me back. His cock rubs against my rear and the lids of his eyes lower.

“Cyrus,” I mewl.

He lifts me up, moving me and placing the tip of his cock at my folds. He looks into my eyes, and I give him a nod. He lowers me down, and I groan. Taking his cock inside me, I can feel every vein. He goes deep inside, making me feel stretched and full.

Cyrus grunts and swallows. “Oh wow.”

I chuckle softly. “They say men who have sex with Furies never live to see another day.”

Cyrus grunts and winks. “I’m ok with that.”

I dip down, kissing him as I grind him inside me. 

“I love you,” I whisper. “I always have.”

Cyrus hisses, and his lashes flutter. “I love you too, Theai,” he whispers. “Ever since we were little. I’ve loved you.”

Cyrus then holds my hips and starts to move under me. He thrusts his hips upwards, pushing deep inside me than hitting the mattress. My wings shiver and expand again, fluffing out the more he moves. I can roll my hips, meeting his as he bounces.

    The pool of heat inside me is starting to overflow. It pours through my limbs to the tips of my fingers and the tips of my toes. I ride on Cyrus, feeling the heat coming from him. I gasp and shudder, throwing my head back as the heat starts to spill. The arches of my feet ache as my toes curl, my arms feel weak, and my wings open all the way, crashing through the window.

    Cyrus snarls and grunts, his hips moving wildly until he grunts. Stops. And shudders. He moans, his jaws opening wide and I feel him inside me. I bite my lip, taking every drop of his seed inside me. He’s mine now, and I am his.

    I wake up to a cold breeze, and I shiver. I reach out for Cyrus, but he isn’t there. Blinking in the morning light, I see Cyrus patching up the glass my wings had broken before.

    “Come back to bed,” I yawn.

    “Not until I get that breeze in check,” he huffs. “You’re shivering like a leaf.”

    I smile sweetly at him. “But if you come back to bed I won’t.”

    He lays one last piece of tape over the window then stands up. “I can do both.” He comes back to bed, throwing the blanket around us and pulling me close to his chest.

    “I got to see another day,” he chides. “You must not be a real Fury,” he kisses me lovingly. 

    “Or maybe it’s just an ugly lie,” I say with a shrug. “Who knows?”

    Cyrus nuzzles to my hair and sighs loudly. “I’m so happy this dream is finally real,” he whispers. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to wake up with you annoying me.”

    I laugh. “Is that the truth?”

    “Nah, you really don’t annoy me,” he looks into my eyes. “Are you really ok fighting against your mothers?” He asks.

    I shake my head. “Not really,” I murmur. “But in my heart, I know what I have to do and what must be done. I can’t always bow my head to them.”

    Cyrus kisses the top of my head. “I promise,” he starts, “I will always protect you. You have the Allecto and Iris on your side as well. You are not alone.”

    I wrap my arms and wings around him. “Did you know Furies mate for life?” I ask.

    Cyrus smirks. “Oh? Did you trap me?” he asks.

    “Men you sleep with Furies don’t get to see the next day, but only because the Furies wings is now always behind them.”

    “Now you see,” Cyrus winks, “I can live with that.”