<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Altair clenched his teeth as his head was drawn back and he felt the captain rubbing the head of his cock against him. His hands laid flat on the deck, and he tried to get control of his breathing. While he might have been a slave, he didn't usually find himself in such helpless scenarios, but he had his fiery temper to blame for this one. At least partially. He doubted Cygnus would have been gentle with him, but he might had afforded him something to at least lesson the friction. As it was, he gave him no time to adjust before pressing forward, forcing the head to breach him. Altair's breath hitched at the pain, and he tried to push himself up, to perhaps try to get away from the assault. It did not good, with the hold Cygnus had on him, and he was bitten for his efforts.<br/>
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No matter which why he attempted to twist his body, it didn't make it any easier for him. There was nothing comfortable about a dry fuck, and he could only hope that it wasn't as enjoyable for the pirate either as a result. His breathing came out in pained pants, though he was trying not to make too much noise.<br/>
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"Will me begging.. make you feel like more of a man?" Altair questioned, thinking there was no turning back anyway. Cygnus was already determined to make this as miserable for him as possible. He was being compared to a woman, thought of as lesser at being the receiver, but he'd heard it before. He put his forehead to the floor, resting there. He was starting to sweat, feel nauseas at the experience. He started to grind his teeth as Cygnus found a rhythm, a small grunt escaping him at every forward thrust.<br/>
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"You can go to hell, to think I'm going to do anything in my power.. to bring you pleasure," Altair snarled, hatred and resentment burning to the bone as he became acquainted with the idea of being raped. He refused to aid his tormenter in his process of defiling him. He was sweating, his body trembling slightly in an effort to hide the vulnerability he was made to endure. In that moment, he wouldn't have minded if Cygnus tossed him to the sea. At least his pride would remain intact, something Altair was still desperately clinging to.</span></span>