⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ 𝙇𝙞𝙚𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙩.ᐟ 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝙶𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ❝𝙄𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣❞ ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣

Slowly, Anne sits up with a hand wiping across her eyes sleepily. “You spoil me..” The woman mumbled softly, tucking the blanket around her hips.

She pouts at the thievery of her bacon, before nodding slightly as she continues to shovel food into her mouth. Once she’d finished, she’s sliding to the edge of the bed and standing as she draws the man into a soft kiss.

Morning’ lass 😌

“Or perhaps I missed your kisses.” She whispered to him, arms draping themselves over his shoulders as she sways slowly. “Kiss me.”

“I would certainly hope so.” She grins slightly, the kiss easily returned as she arches her back and presses close happily. “Let’s go murder and plunder, eh?”

Far better now that you’re here… (She really dialled the charm up today, huh?”

The pirate queen huffs slightly, a small pout appearing as she sits quietly on the bed and crosses her arms. “Fine..” She sticks her tongue out dramatically, turning her head as she lays back with her hands moving to rest upon her stomach. “I shall wait patiently.”

Tits out. She’s fighting the British navy again

“FUCK YE!” She shouts at him, shirt flapping in the wind as she stabs the nearest soldier and then points a blood covered cutlass at the admiral. “You’re mine, lad.”

“Why? Ye jealous my balls are bigger than yours?” The pirate barks out a laugh, stabbing another soldier before she’s stopped in her tracks when a man’s fist catches her in the nose. She stumbles back, blood spitting from her face as she zeroed in on the soldier.

Anne stumbled back, a hand brushing suspiciously over her stomach as she catches herself on the railing and curses softly. “Come on then.” She snaps softly, before she’s jabbing her sword towards him threateningly.

She’s got splatters of blood across her face and chest, sword jabbing violently as she fights.

“Why? So ye can hang me?” She hisses, sword slashing at Lawrence to keep him at a safe distance as she growls.

“Don’t you British types have a rule against hanging pregnant women?” The pirate questions suddenly, her eyes wild as she draws her shirt shut slowly, doing the buttons up.

“I think quite a bit actually, contrary to popular belief.” She grins slightly, before she peers at the dead soldiers. “You reckon it’s too late to say that was self defence?”

𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝐵𝑜𝓃𝓃𝓎 .

She is currently asleep on the deck of her ship..