With unexpected speed the pirate pressed a finger against Liz's lips, silencing her. 'Shhhh...' the finger pressed a little. 'I said nice and still, and quiet. Don't make me angrier than I already am. I don't like finding Federation scum roaming unsupervised around my section. Got it?' The pressure of the finger increased, and Liz could do nothing but allow her lips to peel apart and for it to push into her mouth.
The pirate smirked,...