The Adventurous Ero Path of a Sailor

Never had two people separated more quickly. She pushed off of him and walked halfway across the room while struggling to cover herself once more with her robe. Jack hated to watch her nipple disappear from sight but it was gone just as quickly as it appeared.

For his own sake, he had to adjust himself once more, getting fully tired of having an aching erection and no relief.

"Come in," chirped Abigail's slightly erratic voice. Jack hoped that whoever came through that door wouldn't be able to tell what had just been happening.

Lt. Noble once again appeared at the door and stepped inside. She saluted Abigail right away before she noticed Jack and once again repeated the gesture.

"Ma'am. Sir," said Brittany with a nod.

"What is it, Brittany?" Abigail asked.

"You asked to know right away if another report came in. Here it is," said Brittany before handing another scrap of paper to Abigail. She saluted one more time and then left the room.

"Shit. It happened again," said Abigail as she quickly scanned the report.

"What happened again?"

She handed the report off to him as the heat from their previous moment quickly dissipated. "I've been receiving some reports of . . . insubordination on the ship. Nothing too major, mind you. Just little things. I think the crew is a little anxious about our destination."

Jack frowned. "What have you been getting reports of?"

"Like I said, nothing major. Yesterday, I had two reports of seaman refusing to follow orders from their officers. One refused to clean up the mess kitchen when it was their turn in the rotation and the other wouldn't go on duty."

"What did you do with them?"

"Standard procedure, Jack. They went in the brig."

Jack took a deep breath. He hated this part of being an officer. You could never be too careful with how you dealt with the enlisted men for any type of infraction. Too easy with them would take away their respect. Too harsh would demoralize the others. There was always a fine line to walk and not every situation was the same.

"And today? What happened today?"

"An outburst from someone down in the boilers. Went off on his officer about being sent to the Vector. And then he . . . swung at the officer."

"Tried to hit him? What the hell got into that man?"

"It's not hard to see, Jack. I was afraid this would happen when we were told our mission. The sailors are a superstitious lot. If they think we're on a suicide mission, they could begin acting out."

"You don't think we're facing a mutiny on our hands, do you?" Jack asked.

She quickly shook her head. "I don't think it would come to that, at least not on the Destiny. But I do want to keep a tight lid on this. Ringleaders and loudmouths are going into the brig so they can't spread it to the rest of the crew. This is hard enough as is that we don't need them stirring the pot."

"Good idea. Keep me informed as well. I want to hear of these reports when they come up."

"Of course, Jack. Do you want me to send a message to Luke and Vicky as well?"

Jack nodded. "Yes, all three ships need to report in on this as well. I don't want the men more anxious than they need to be."

"I'll have Brittany get word to the bridge right away," said Abigail.

Jack nodded and then took a deep breath. He looked back over at her a moment later and saw her eyes locked on him. It wasn't hard to see her wheels turning internally.

"What?" he asked finally, shooting her a smirk.

"Poor you. If not for Brittany, we might have ended up back here." She patted her bed for emphasis.

"You're telling me I've been cockblocked again?"

"Mm-hmm, I'm afraid so, Commander."

"Remind me to introduce her to Major Vaughn next time she's around."

"Major Vaughn? Isn't that the Marine commander?"

"Exactly. She's already caught his eye."

Abigail tsk-tsked. "Trying to get the Marines to do your dirty work, Jack?"

"At least someone will be getting dirty around here," he muttered.

"Why would I want to get dirty when I just spent all that time in there getting clean?" she asked with a giggle before standing up. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a fresh set of sleeping pants.

"Going to bed, Abigail?"

"Mm-hmm. And alone, Jack." She gave a head nod to the door.

"You're going to send me away with this condition?" He pointed down to his trousers where his cock was still partially erect.

She shrugged. "There's always masturbating."

"Ouch. I guess I know where I stand."

She winked one more time. "And don't you forget it."

Jack shook his head playfully before stepping out the door and latching it behind him. It had become commonplace to deal with Abigail's games at this point. One minute she would be hot and then the next cold. Jack wondered what all he'd have to do to crack the mystery that was Abigail Wainwright. Part of him questioned whether the woman could ever be cracked in the first place. She certainly didn't make it easy on him.

What was even more troubling was these reports about the crew. Jack had feared that some of the men would be jumpy at heading into the Vector but never dreamed they would be so frightful as to turn on their officers. It was a precarious position to be in and as he walked back to his quarters, he wondered what he could do to calm their nerves.

Jack was still questioning his next move when he arrived back to his private quarters. It had been a long day and his body was due for some rest. Truthfully, he intended to hop right into the shower before sleeping. He knew that with Abigail's teasing, it would most definitely be a cold one.

Jack opened the door but before he could turn on the light, he heard the sound of someone breathing. The unmistakable gasp of humanity was enough to let him know someone was in his room. He felt the instant shot of adrenaline begin to increase his heart rate as his hand automatically went to his holstered service pistol. Drawing the weapon immediately, he found the light switch and turned it on.

It was not what he expected to see. Across the room, his bed was already disturbed and the large ruffle in the blanket told him someone was underneath. Someone with dark-colored hair, as he could clearly see it sticking out from under the covers. The woman underneath let out a barely audible giggle but didn't uncover herself.

Jack holstered the pistol and closed the door firmly. Feeling confused for the moment, he wondered who could possibly be in his bed. There was no way that Abigail could have crossed that distance before him and she was the only one onboard that he had slept with—at least recently. He decided to play around with the person, whoever it was.

"Don't you know it's a bad idea to sneak into the commanding officer's headquarters?"

"I didn't think you'd mind," came a sweet-sounding voice from under the covers. It was a familiar voice but Jack couldn't quite place it due to the muffling of the noise from under the blanket. He took another step closer as the intruder giggled once more.

"You don't know how close you were to getting shot," said Jack with a chuckle as his nerves began to settle down.

"That's not the gun I was hoping to get a crack at this evening, Commander," came the voice again. Once she ended with his title, Jack was fairly certain he knew who it was. He grabbed the top of the blanket and in one swoop, pulled it off the woman.

The innocent smile of Anna Wainwright looked back up at him. She was completely nude under the covers and if not for the surprise of finding her in his bed, he would've taken longer to check her out.

"Anna, what are you doing here?"

The smile dropped from her face. "I thought you might be happy to see me. Aren't you happy, Jack?" She covered herself with her hands in a short moment of embarrassment.

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