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It was like fucking heaven. Kaviar's lips on his felt so good and so right that he was going to get dizzy. Although who was he kidding, judging by the way he clung to his strong arms, his leg and stick were already beginning to fail him badly. The pirate didn't even understand why he was suddenly reacting like this; this was far from his first kiss, but this one felt like a reward for his unearthly labour. A sip of drinking water in the salt sea, which he was waiting for as his salvation. And if the sea could hear him, he didn't want it to stop.

When they finally broke away from each other, they just stood up, trying to catch their breath. The pirate rested his forehead against Kaviar's neck, still with his hands on his shoulders and hair. None of them said anything, as if it were some kind of taboo. Although there was no such thing, it would have been illogical and ridiculous, they hadn't been in a fight for a long time. It's just that today, it seems, one of the invisible locks has been removed. One of the prohibitions: the ban on intimacy. Both the Pirate and Kaviar had been afraid to even think about it since the reconciliation, and even more so during the quarrel, it seemed strange, but now such thoughts filled their heads. And, damn it, right now the words didn't want to leave their mouths.

Kaviar was the first to break down. As was his nature, the Pirate would have been more surprised if he had remained silent.

"To hell with it!" he looked the Pirate in the eye with confidence on his face. "If you don't want it, I can leave, but if you're okay with it-

"I've never been so fucking okay with it in my life, Kaviar."

"A." Kaviar didn't know what to say to that, and just froze in place, blushing like a boiled crawfish. This made the Pirate laugh, covering his face with his hand.

"But I need to remove the hook first, if you don't mind."

"Yes, of course."