Massage

Their journey to the Southeast end of the seas was going to take them several days, despite the fact that some seemed to think that it would take no more than a few minutes. Honestly, where did these people get this idea from?

So Linebeck, being the ingenious captain that he was, decided that it would be a smarter move to anchor down for the night instead of wandering in the pitch black, seeing as his navigator's attention span was short enough as it is.

Now Link usually decided to sleep out on the deck, looking up at the stars until he fell asleep while Linebeck preferred the comfort, warmth, and seclusion of the cabin. The only occasion that this normality was broken up for was bad weather. Tonight it just so happened that a strong wind was blowing from the east and it was freezing as ice.

Linebeck hurriedly dropped the anchor into the frigid waters and went to retreat into his warm cabin. Upon reaching the door he turned back and looked at Link who was doing his best to not shiver off of the ship. The older man sighed at the youngster's avoiding gaze and tried to get his attention.

His yell barely made it over the roaring wind, but Link looked towards him just in time to catch the jerking head motion that was telling him to come into the cabin. He hugged himself and creeped forward, waiting for Linebeck to take back the offer and kick him out onto the deck, despite the cold. However, the older man had no such intentions and was only annoyed by Link's slowness, striding towards him and grabbing the back of his tunic to steer him into the warmth beyond the wooden door.

As soon as both of them were inside, Linebeck slammed the door shut and slid the lock in place, worried that the wind might just rip it open again. He ignored Link and went about readying himself for bed. After he had exchanged his boots, coat, vest, and shirt for his winter sleeping wear, he began to lay down the mats that he and Link would use. After adding some blankets, he crawled into his bed and closed his eyes.

Link looked around the cabin with a lost and scared expression as he shuffled his feet a bit. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to act different because what happened up on deck. Should he not change in front of the man? Maybe he should take his makeshift bed and move it outside? He silently pondered these thoughts as Linebeck cracked open and eye and glared at him.

"Would you stop fidgeting and just get under the damn blankets?"

Link jumped and looked away from the other man. He slid off his boots, leggings, belt, and undershirt, leaving just the soft green tunic. After he set his hat down carefully on top off all of the other clothes for Celia to snuggle into, he slid under the heap of blankets, slightly shivering.

Linebeck watched as the glittering ball of fluff flew over to the hat and buried herself deep inside it to fall asleep with a look of disgust on his face. He just couldn't get used to that damn thing, always chattering and bobbing and all that other annoying fairy stuff that she did. He could not see how Link could stand it, yet the boy seemed to look upon her as a drear friend and companion. It made him feel angry and sick.

He turned away from the pair and shut his eyes, driving the matter from his mind. 'I need to get some rest so that I can fix this ship again tomorrow. That boy must be blind.'

Though try as he might, he couldn't fall asleep. Link was tossing and turning; making so much noise that it was driving him mad. He finally shot into a sitting position, running his hands over his face and glaring at the now frightened boy between his fingers.

"What's wrong."

Link just bowed his head in apology and settled further into the blankets.

'Why doesn't the damn boy talk?' he asked himself, annoyed. But instead of voicing the question, he just 'humphed' and laid back down, his back again turned away from the boy.

It was quiet for a good ten minutes and Linebeck was just drifting at the edge of sleep when Link started moving again. He tried to ignore him but it was useless. He dejectedly sighed and turned over to look at the young blond.

He was moving from position to position. First he was laying on his side, then his back, moving to his other side, onto his stomach, half on his side and half on his back, the combinations ran from there.

'Maybe he's still sore from that last island,' Linebeck contemplated, his eyes trailing over Link's writhing form. He remembered his earlier delima of if he owned it to the boy to help out more and told himself stubbornly, 'This helps me too. Getting him to stop moving will get him to stop making noise which will allow me to finally sleep.'

With a sigh he sat up again, drawing the young boy's attention to him. He looked down at him with a tired gaze and asked, "Would you stop squirming if I gave you a massage?"

Link blinked up at the older man, swallowed, and then slowly nodded his head. He'd gotten some massages from Tetra after particularly rough battles and it always helped to ease his aches and pains.

He pushed the blankets off of him and laid on his stomach, head resting on his hands.

Linebeck didn't really want to give the boy a massage, but he needed his sleep and would do just about anything to get it. So he moved towards the boy and knelt next to him, thinking of where best to start.

Lucky for him, Link's body was on the smaller side and his hands on the larger, so the massage should be over fairly quickly. He rubbed his hands together to warm them up and then pressed them to Link's shoulders. He felt the taunt muscles there and began to work them out. Little by little he moved down Link's body, stopping here and there where the tension was highest.

When he reached Link's waist, just above his ass, he moved down to the boy's legs, giving them the same attention as he had the back.

Now that he was touching bare skin as opposed to clothed, he realized how soft the youth's flesh really was. It seemed that it would be tougher from all of his battles, but apparently he had some secret that kept his skin utterly smooth.

Linebeck realized that he enjoyed the feeling of the soft skin under his hands and he wasn't quite sure that he wanted the massage to end. He just hadn't felt anything so smooth in such a long time. Sure Joleane had demanded a massage from him once or twice, but not even her skin was this soft, and he hadn't enjoy touching it as much.

Alot of people seemed to believe that he was dense for not understand Joleane's crush on him, but the fact was that he did indeed know of it. He just didn't return her feelings. He had never found her too attractive and never wanted anything from her except a friendly companion. He used to tell himself that his love for the sea had blocked out all romantic feelings that he would have for any woman because it would distract him from his purpose of wandering the oceans on his ship. But now he began to wonder if it wasn't for some other reason that he never found pleasure in a females company.

As his thoughts drifted his hands continued to run over Link's legs. The boy's eyes had slid closed and his face showed that he was utterly comfortable having the Capitan tend to his aches this way. He felt the older man's rough, warm hands glide over his flesh and sighed. Even Tetra's massages wern't this good. Her hands were too soft and small and gentle. It felt like she was petting him more than anything. Though it seemed that Linebeck was more petting him than massaging him at the moment. Still, for some reason Link still preferred this man's hands to the princess'.

He felt as the hands slowly slid further and further up his leg until they were brushing past the hem of his tunic. Normally he would have raised an objection if the massage moved up this far, but this time it just felt too good for him to ask Linebeck to stop. He took in a deep breath when the rough hands traced up the inside of his thighs, just underneath his tunic.

Linebeck slid back into awareness as he heard Link's gasp and saw how far his hands had wandered. He was puzzled as to why the boy hadn't told him to stop yet and considered doing so anyway when he saw Link's face.

His cheeks were flushed and his mouth was slightly parted as he took in shallow breaths. Linebeck curiously slid his hands along the inside of the boy's thighs again and watched as he exhaled deeply at the contact.

'Could he be...' but he cut off the thought before it was completed in his mind. He did not want to think of such things, but he couldn't stop himself from seeing if he could get a better reaction from the boy.

He slid he hands down to creamy knees and then back underneath the green cloth, up until he felt his hand connect with something that he guessed had never been touched by another before.

Link didn't know what had just happened, but it felt really good and without thinking he pressed against Linebeck's hands as a small sound escaped his throat.

Linebeck swallowed at the boy's reaction. He was suddenly very warm as he continued to stroke between the back of Link's knees up to where he just barely brushed against him.

Link was soon panting and lifting his hips to give the older man more room to maneuver. He pushed himself against the rough hands, silently asking for more attention to be paid to this spot that felt so good.

Linebeck's own breath had become shallow as his pants began to feel tight against him. He refused to think about how what he was doing was wrong and instead focused on the reaction that was getting him so worked up. He began to spend less time on Link's legs and more underneath his tunic until he was doing nothing but stroking his most sensitive spot.

Link had moved so that he was kneeling while keeping his head down, shoving his ass into the air so that he could rock against the warm hands providing him with such pleasure. Soft mewling sounds were escaping his throat and making Linebeck that much harder as he watched the young boy practically fuck his fist.

Soon Link was shuddering and cumming into Linebeck's hand, a look of ecstasy on his face as he fought for breath. He collapsed and Linebeck had to wriggle his hand out from under the boy.

"Did that feel good?" he asked, though already knowing the answer.

The blond boy simply nodded, either sticking to his usual silence, or he was too exhausted for words.

'I cannot believe that I'm saying this,' Linebeck thought to himself before he asked, "Do you want to feel something even better?"

Link turned onto his back to look up at him with wide eyes. 'There was better?' he thought, before nodding his head. If there was anything better than he had just experienced, he wanted to know what it was.

Linebeck had remembered hearing tales of what men at sea would do to help sate their lust during long journeys and it was these stories that had occupied his nights until Link joined his crew.

He quickly opened a chest and pulled out a glass bottle filled with what looked to be clear liquid. Link watched as he poured the substance onto his fingers. It was strange, slightly thicker than water, but not as thick as a potion.

Linebeck looked up at him as he spread the lube onto his fingers. "This may hurt a bit at first, but it will soon feel very good. Even better that my massage."

Link simply nodded. He trusted this man, be it for the fact that they had been journeying together for a fair amount of time now, or just that he had never felt such pleasure from anyone else. Either way, he did not shied away when Linebeck went to insert his first digit into Link's ass.

The young boy did notice a sting, but it soon went away. It was nothing compared to what he had suffered from those monsters that littered the temples he had to fight through. So he waited patiently as Linebeck stretched him out before adding a second finger.

With this addition Link's face grew a small frown. It wasn't that it hurt particularly, but that it just felt odd to have something inside of his ass.

When Linebeck slid in the third finger, he saw that Link's expression did not change. This boy was tougher than he though. Still, he took the time to scissor his fingers and stretch out his soon to be lover.

Satisfied with his work, Linebeck removed his hand quickly discarded of his clothes, removing Link's as well. He found the lube and poured an amble amount onto his hand which he then coated his member with. He positioned himself at Link's entrance and looked into the young boy's deep blue eyes before slowly sliding in.

Link's face scrunched up. This bit actually hurt a bit. The pain reminded him of being electrocuted but with an entirely different feeling, if that made sense. Linebeck moved until he was fully sheathed inside of Link, but he held still once there to let Link adjust to the new feeling.

The blond wriggled around a bit until the pain had eased so that he could bear it and he nodded to Linebeck, though not exactly sure what he was telling the man to do. Linebeck, however, understood and began to slowly pull out of the boy. Just as he was almost completely out, he slid himself back in, a bit faster than the initial entry. It took a few thrusts for Link to get used to the sensation but when he was he began to meet the older man's hips midway. Linebeck took this as a sign that he could move faster and he began to pump his hips deeper and harder.

Link was beginning to wonder when he would start feeling like he did during his massage when Linebeck hit something deep inside him. A shot of pleasure raked his body as he arched his back. Linebeck saw his reaction and aimed at that same spot every thrust. Link began to gasp for breath and mewl as with each thrust wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. He spread his legs further apart for Linebeck and dug his nails into the back of the man above him. Linebeck groaned at the new angle and began to thrust even faster into the lithe form below him. He could feel heat building up in his groin to the point where it was almost painful, but he held himself back as best he could. He didn't want to cum before the lovely treasure below him did.

Link began to rock against Linebeck, losing all rhythm as he neared the edge that he had discovered only moments ago. The pressure was building inside him and just as he felt it crash over him he screamed out his lover's name, "LINEBECK!"

Hearing his name being screamed in ecstasy sent the man over the edge as he thrust one last time into the heavenly body beneath him, grounding out Link's name as he shuddered.

Weak and afraid that he might crush the boy, Linebeck pulled out and lay next to the gasping blond, running his fingers though the tousled hair.

"If you ever want another massage, just let me know," 'my most beloved treasure.' he added silently.

Link simply nodded and turned to curl against the man next to him. Linebeck gave a content sigh and pulled a thin blanket over the two of them, placing a light kiss on the boy's forehead. Strange how it seemed so cold earlier.

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Done!! Review and let me know how I did. I don't expect my first one to be very good, but his idea has been running around my head for awhile. Now, I haven't had any sleep since yesterday, so I'm going to take a nap.

Thank you for reading!