Alex yawned, stretching his arms up until they hit the headboard, squinting to see through the morning sun, when a pair of arms wrapped around his chest, and a round warm orb pressed into his back "good morning" came a sweet whisper behind him, he gave a small chuckle as he rolled over, leaning up on his elbow to see the beautiful enchantress who had stolen his heart.
"Hey, didn't expect you to be awake so early captain" said Alex, giving Liz a mock salute, Elizabeth laughed and playfully shoved his sholder, causing him to fall to the bed, she then ceased her chance and lay her belly on his abdomen, grinning as he tried to refill his lungs.
"Dam this is heavy, how many are in there?" Alex gasped as he held her belly, Liz sighed and placed her hand atop his "well now you can get a taste of what it's been like for me, but as for how many, two?, maby three?"
Alex's eyes became wide, possibly three kids? "It's a shame there's no way to tell" she said as she stretched out before flinging the sheet off her body, her tan skin open to the morning sun, her nipples dark and her hair shining like obsidian "well I guess there gonna have to just surprise us aren't they" said Alex as he reached one hand to cup her breast while the other traced gently accross her belly.
Both of them jumped when the cabin doors flew open "Hey captain we just spotted a-" it was Mrs Flyn, her mask removed, and her expression shocked, Alex was wondering what his saviour the other day looked like.
Her blonde hair was tied back and under her black triangular hat, she had three large gold rings on her left ear, and a silver ring on her full lips, her cheekbones were well defined, yet not to high or low, she had a slender elegant neck, again with a crossed swords in the center, she had a black long coat with golden buttons down the right side, black rope loops down the left, the coats collar turned down, she had a white fabric shirt underneath with a brown belt around her narrow waste, strapped accross her back was some kind of musket, the front strap having four flintlock all holsters accross the strap.
The fabric of her shirt seemed to be struggling to contain her bust, the strings that held the collar together straining against the mounds of flesh, looking closer he could see the party he had mossd last night, her shirt was tucked behind her belt in some parts and over the top in others, the buckle, she was missing a boot and she had a trace of beer down the corner of her mouth.
"Hey oh um, sorry for interrupting captain but ummm you should really see this"
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Sounds like a real party last night, and another is about to start