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Ed woke with a start, trying to regain his bearings. It took several moments for him to reacclimate from the incredibly vivid dream that had captivated him.
Right. None of that made sense in the early morning daylight, but it felt so very real. Even the creaking of the wooden vessel and the motion of the ship in the waves feels foreign in the haze of slumber.
The most familiar part though is the head of blonde hair moving closer into his chest, firm bicep casually tossed along his waist. Even though the dream ended on a pleasant note with Stede, a bit of anger spurred in Ed’s chest. With a huff he roughly moved to his side, waking his co-captain with his aggressive motion in their shared bed.
“Shit, did I kick you in my sleep again? I’m sorry, darling.” Stede muttered as he tried to curl back into Ed, but Ed was feeling grumpy all of a sudden.
“Can’t believe you fucked my ex, Stede, how could you do that to me? Fuck, I didn’t even know Hornigold had a son but…”
Stede sat up quickly to stare down at his pouting co-captain. “Edward, what are you on about?”
“You let him suck your dick in a bathroom at Spanish Jackie’z! How could you?” Ed sat up beside him, indignant and pushing Stede away from him.
“I… I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Ed huffed as Stede tried to grab onto his shoulders, slapping Stede’s hands away and crossing his arms across his chest.
“Ooooh you know, you old dog. Then you left me to visit your ex wife in Coronado when I needed you the most! Did me singing Prince mean nothing to you?”
“I-- what? Where is Coronado? Which prince? I didn’t even know there was a famous royal singer, I thought you hated the monarchy-- Ed, I’m so confused.”
Ed huffed and looked away. “Well, in my dream…”
“Oh, well that explains it. Last time it was some sort of higher learning school with very large trees near the ocean? You were far more amorous after that dream, wish you woke up like that again. Although you wouldn’t catch me putting myself on a plank of wood in the waves, no sir.”
Ed’s pout melted a bit thinking about it. He still sat with his arms crossed, resolutely not looking at his husband and co-captain.
“I guess the dream wasn’t all bad… You did come back.”
“Oh really?”
“I just think maybe I forgave you too quickly. Just got cock drunk, that’s all. You had a big dick in the dream too.”
Stede chuckles at that and Ed finally looks up at him.
“I’ll forgive you under one condition?”
“Forgive me for cheating on you in your dream?”
“I mean… We weren’t actually dating at that point but…”
“So I wasn't even cheating! You’re just mad because in your dream I had a gentleman who is… the non-existent son of your former captain, who you, what? Used to date? In your dream, and he fellated me in a bathroom of a bar I’ve been banned from--”
“Well, when you say it like that…”
Ed’s pout had not abated so Stede took the opportunity to tentatively place a hand on Ed’s forearm. He didn’t move away this time.
“So, what are your conditions for forgiving my dreamt up sins?”
“We should have a karaoke night with the crew. You can sing some Elton John, you know I think that’s one of the moments I knew I fell in love with you… Anyway, that’s not the point, we all get together and we drink and sing badly.”
Stede ponders this for a moment.
“What’s karaoke?”
“Stede, keep up I just explained it.”
“So… Is it just singing shanties?”
“It was a lot more classic rock and pop but yes.”
“I don’t understand what any of those words mean.”
“Shit, I guess no one will know that music. Well… it might just be shanties, but we’ll figure that out with the crew. Maybe I can remember some of those Journey songs to bother Izzy with…”
“Anything you want darling, we can do it any way you want it.” Stede leans in and gives Ed a kiss on the cheek, and his face brightens.
“That’s one of the songs! You sang that to me.”
“Maybe if you can remember it all, you can teach it to me.”
“You know, right before I woke up I dreamt that you let me eat your cake. But by eat your cake, I mean you let me put my tongue in your ass.”
“Oh! Well, that’s a fun little name for it. You’re always welcome to do that, my love.”
“You also called me your peach, which was very cute. And you’re my baby cakes.”
“Did… did your nickname for me have something to do with my ass?”
“Oh absolutely.”
“Is… do.. Do you want to do that now?”
“No, I think perhaps I’ll fully forgive you if you do that to me.”
“This has all been a very roundabout way for you to ask me to eat your ass, my peach .” Stede pushes Ed back into the mattress and crawls between his legs.
“You know, in my dream I think it was something called ADHD.”
“What is?”
“Nevermind that, just get to the licking please.”
Fin