The Captain would come. He would always come, but at this unholy hour, he'd only come for her. Corsair's legs moved at a steady trot down the beach, a light sweat adding a sheen to his dark coat. The normal mahogany coloring of his coat was turned a glittering silver in the moonlight, a surprising sense of life and energy in the stallion's movements, considering the time.

Corsair was confident in stride, yes, but a nervous feeling gripped his stomach, making the stallion quite jittery and eager for Cosette's presence by his side. He wondered what it was about Cosette that made him act like a lovestruck filly around her, but could never come to a conclusion that made sense. That was why he was nervous about seeing her again.

The Captain slowed his pace, a smile crossing his lips at the sight of the mare he had been looking for almost all night. Cosette stood at the edge of the shores they called home, as if waiting for someone. It didn't matter who she had been waiting for, this was Corsair's turn to have the unicorn all to himself. His pace slowed, his blue eyes glazed with admiration as they fell upon Cosette.

He came to stand by the larger mare's side, turning his head so his muzzle lightly touched Cosette's shoulder. Corsair couldn't help himself, he simply loved the way her skin felt against his. But did that mean he loved her? "Ye look pretty in tha moonlight," The Captain spoke in a flirty tone, but meaning every word he said. Corsair quite admired the way her coat took on a silver glow in the moonlight, just like his. They would be a fitting match.

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.

The Captain's deep gaze wandered up to meet Cosette's glittering gold one. He gazed intently back at her as she spoke, his muzzle never leaving the warmth of her shoulder. He cherished the touch of her own muzzle against his cheek, but stayed focused on her words. The rippling shake of Cosette's body was alarming to Corsair, the bay praying to the Gods that she was alright.

Sure, Corsair had flirted and had a bit of rambunctious fun in his life, but he had never cared for a mare like he had Cosette. He had never gone through a day with his thoughts solely on the mare he had fallen for. But Corsair had done so when he had fallen for Cosette. The stallion had gone days with his thoughts on Cosette, praying that she was okay and was happy. He wasn't sure what he'd do if she really wasn't okay.

"Ye've got me attention. Speak, an' I will listen," Corsair spoke, still gazing intently at the unicorn. Her horn was an eye-catching feature that Corsair quite liked, even though he had never particularly liked unicorns very much. But he liked, no loved, Cosette. That was something he was sure of. You can't like someone as much as Corsair did and actually call it "liking" them.

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.

For a moment, the Captain knew not where he was. He didn't know what time of day it was, what year it was, or even who he was. He was simply being, standing, his legs starting to feel numb as salty liquid spray brushed around his hocks from the endless blue before him. Corsair had never felt so numb with shock.

The bay blinked his eyes, struggling to maintain his crumbling demeanor. Don't get me wrong, Corsair was crazy about the mare he had grown to like so much in such a short time, but did he love her? The Captain hadn't much experience in the term of love besides meaningless antics, so he wasn't quite sure what it felt like. Well, he'd die for Cosette, if a loyalty that strong means anything about love. But he would die for any of the Pirates, so that couldn't possibly be it.

So Corsair dug deeper into his thoughts of whatever love must be. When his muzzle brushed the mare's skin, it was electric, filling him with an emotion that he was unsure of what to call. It sent shivers up his spine, and made him want Cosette to be just his, and his alone. If that was love, then Corsair was far more than just "in love" with this mare.

"There is nothing for ye to ap'logize for," Corsair smiled, beginning to regain feeling in his legs, "ye can't help who your heart picks to love." The bay thought for a moment before reaching out to lightly bump his muzzle into Cosette's, just to get her pretty golden eyes back on his. "Though it does make for less o' a heart ache if ye's crush o' sorts loves ye back," Corsair moved his m muzzle gently up the side of Co's head till he stopped at her ear, his neck straining to pull him up to such a height. His next words were a whisper, the ocean breeze threatening to carry them away they were so light.

"You're lucky I love ye so."

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.

A light smile danced across Corsair's lips as Cosette, his Cosette, wrapped her neck around him in a hug-like fashion. Her muzzle brushed his withers affectionately, which only made him feel even better about the situation at hand. He was sure he had made the right decision by deciding he loved Cosette. If this wasn't love, Corsair was afraid he would never know the feeling.

The Captain was a little lost in the feeling of Cosette all around him when the words slipped from her mouth. A child? Did he want a child? Corsair was still young, he had his whole life ahead of himself, yet was settling down. Corsair had sailed many a seas, seen things he rather wouldn't have, but did that make him experienced enough a horse to raise a child?

The question was more than daunting so Corsair continued to think it over, burying his muzzle in Costte's mane as he did so. Cosette would be by his side, that was for sure. With her there to support him, Corsair started to feel a little better about bringing another life into the world. With her, anything would be possible. They would have the best foal ever, it would grow to be a fine Pirate and take over the band when Corsair was to old to do so.

Corsair removed his muzzle from the warmth of Cosette's mane, turning around to look the mare in the eyes. "Of course, me dearest. But only if it twas our child," Corsair smiled, adding a devious wink. He would hate it any other mare was to carry his child. If Cosette was to find out something like that, he was sure she'd be crushed. It would surely drive him over the edge to know he had caused her such pain. But they wouldn't have to worry about that as long as Corsair was faithful to his lassie, which he was...

For now.

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.