Pirate!England x Reader- Never Shall We Die part 2

-Yo Ho, haul together,
Hoist the colours high,
Heave Ho, Theives and Beggars,
Never Shall We Die!-

The white shirt you were wearing was voluminous but the bandage underneath it, that squished your boobs to your body, was horribly uncomfortable. They had grown since the last time you dressed as a boy and the pressure against them was greater. Captain Arthur noticed your fidgeting and sighed.  

"Would you quit messing with your shirt! It's quite annoying."
"I'm sorry but it's uncomfortable," not wanting to make him made you stopped messing with your shirt and shoved a few stray hairs back into your hat.

Your trousers were dull brown and you had shoved some old socks in the crotch. To look more rugged you had wiped a little dirt over your pink cheeks and had practiced a lower voice. You and Arthur were nearly back to the docks now and nervousness started to settle in.

what if they can tell I'm a woman? What if I'm not a good pirate?. You brought your hand to your mouth and started biting your nails in agitation. The Captain swiped the hand away from your mouth and glared at you with those gorgeous green eyes.

Wait gorgeous? Why did you think that? You shook your head to clear your thoughts as Arthur dragged you into a small boat. He threw a paddle into your arms and said, "Though you are a woman you will still need to do manual labor. Now row."

And you did.

The main ship was huge. The mast head was that of a naked woman with a fish's tail instead of legs, mermaids they were called. The men were in stark contrast with the beauty of  the ship.

They were smelly, dirty, and downright disgusting. "This is my new first mate Jonathan Sanders. He's new to piracy but he can certainly hold his own in a fight. Now lets leave this forsaken harbor and get ourselves some place nice. How about Corsica?"

There was a loud cheer from the men and they all scattered to different places to get the ship sailing. You, on the other hand, were grabbed by the arm and escorted below deck by Arthur.

His cabin was quite nice, red decor with golden accents, but there was only one bed. You blanched as possibilities of what he had in mind ran through your head, but Arthur just chuckled.

"You are a lady, you may have the bed. I will sleep on a cot." As he said this he strung up a hammock next to the bed and threw one of his many pillows onto it. "Now my dear, you must be hungry lets go grab us some dinner. Then we shall talk."

You followed him out the door and into the ships kitchen. The smell wasn't very pleasant but your pretended not to notice. Arthur grabbed two plates and loaded them with different foods. His plate was compiled mostly of scones and fish, but yours had fruit as well.

Arthur motioned you to grab two bottles of yellowish liquid and you followed him back to his cabin. He set the food down on the table and came around to pull a seat out for you. He really was quite a gentleman.

"We love, dig in." The food wasn't the best but you were so hungry that you couldn't care less. The fruit was fresh and tasted like sugar in your mouth. You took one of the bottles and examined it,

"What is this?"
"Rum." You wrinkled your nose in distaste. You had never tried alcohol but your father had told you it was bad, but never explained why. Arthur laughed at your displeased expression, "Well that's really all there is to drink on this ship so you better get used to it."

You took an experimental sip and gagged slightly. The drink burned your throat and tasted awful. "If you drink it fast it's not so bad," Arthur advised and you listened. It wasn't so bad after that but you started to get a little dizzy, you disregarded it.

"Now love, tell me why you accepted my offer to becoming a pirate." His hands were knit in front of him with his chin resting on top. Then it struck you for the first time, this man was extremely handsome. He was the type of man you would have courted.

You shook your head and answered his question, "There is someone i need to kill and i couldn't very well do that if you had killed me." A smile played across his face and his bushy eyebrows rose in a question, "And who, my dear, deserves such wrath?"    

"A pirate, i had hoped you were him, he killed my family." You went on to explain about the man and Arthur's smile turned to one of grim amusement. "You'll have to get in line, love. You're talking about Gilbert Beilschmidt. He has quite the list of enemies, me being one of them. So i will help you kill him."

You smiled in surprise. "Well thank you Captain." "It's no trouble at all my dear." Arthur told you to dress for bed while he returned the dirty plates to the kitchen. You gratefully took off the restraining bandage and threw it next to the bed.

You pulled a shirt that Arthur gave you over your head. The shirt was long enough to be a suitable dress and you discarded your pants next the the bandage. You stretched in relief and heard the door open.  

You turned to see Arthur enter and smiled at him. He looked at you and a small blush came over his face, you figured it was because of your short dress and lack of a brazier. He walked over and laid a hand on your cheek making you jump.

"Sweet dreams _____. See you in the morning." And with that he laid a small kiss on your mouth. It was so short that you didn't have time to pull away. This man was advancing far quicker than you were comfortable with. Before you could slap him, he winked and jumped into his cot.

Still stunned you lay in the soft bed and slowly drift to sleep. "Good night my dear," was the last thing you heard before drifting off to sleep.