(Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam & midnightkitty]
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				Title: <strong>(Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:22:45</strong>
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				<em>"That's no fair!"</em><br><br>"Yes fair..!"<br><br>(http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/7403/davlosforum.jpg) (http://img252.imageshack.us/i/davlosforum.jpg/)<br><br><br>Davlos grinned devilishly to himself in his cockpit. For almost a year Zarnae taunted him constantly about just how often her tiny little Taranis-class interceptor always left him in the dust during their illicit joint-contract work. While he did not mind that his slower but definitely heavier-armed Merlin assault frigate always did the job <em>and</em> pulled her cute little tush out of trouble more often than not, that taunt constantly grated on his nerves. To make things worse, despite the amount of time they spent together she <em>never</em> agreed to sleep with him, and she made it all the more frustrating when she'd spread her legs and go off with just any other moron at the bars! The Caldari outlaw, ever the more fiscally conservative half of their partnership scrimped and saved for the better part of a whole year, and did his ever-industrious ethnicity proud when he sunk all that savings into a speedy interceptor of Caldari make, made all the more expensive with all those smuggling fees that came with it. As if the expense wasn't quite yet enough, he went ahead and dumped 100 <em>million</em> Kredits (four times the cost of the ship itself!) into Polycarbon chassis modifications, half a dozen auxiliary thrusters and low-friction nozzle joints for additional velocity and maneuverability.<br><br>(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14L8x3vQuvc/TD1BxyKpx_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jdSd1Oo2-BQ/s400/Crow.jpg)<br><br>Needless to say, Zarnae laughed haughtily when she first laid her eyes on his new ship, ever confident that she will win in this sprint race that he just challenged her to. She even had the audacity to demand him to be <em>her</em> bitchboy for six months if he lost, and what else could he do but to match the offer?<br><br>Her typical 5,400+km/s was no match for 8,900km/s that his Crow pulled.<br><br>With a triumphant whoop, it was time to head back to station, and yet again he overtook her recklessly on the way back, almost just turning himself into vaporized space dust should he crash into the station itself but the station's own mini-gravity well in the docking mechanism caught him on time. Thank the stars.<br><br>Unlike the previous times though, instead of waiting after her at the docking ring he sauntered back to the pub they always went to, taking the entire corner booth for himself, dimly lit and far away from most of the sparse patrons at this quiet time. Davlos didn't need to tell her to meet him there - it was she who kept tittering about how she was going to lead him around by the leash in the pub like the good little bitchboy he was going to be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:40:57</strong>
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				Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. <br><br>Why had she taken him up on the challenge? His new Cadari interceptor had obviously had some modifications on it, she was a damn good pilot and she knew it but with a modded ship like that...<br><br>Fuck it all to hell. Cursing and throwing shit around her ship she took the time to calm down. No doubt he was at the seedy pub that they often drank at after a job, waiting for her to come to him simpering and being a good little bitch. Fuck! Pulling her red hair out of its braid so it fell freely down her shoulders and back she scowled in the mirror, emerald eyes flashing. Time to face the music Zarnae...time to fight to keep him out of your pants more likely. <br><br>The slender girl stalked her way into the pub, calf high boots making a clinking noise on the dirty floor, tight fitting pants showing the muscles in her thighs and the curve of her tight round ass. Some drunk in lout made a grab her her exposed stomach, flat and taught, she assumed he was making a grab for her breasts under the thin cloth that covered them..but he was drunk and missed. That didn't stop her twisting on her heels to give him a kick to the face with the toe of her boot. She gave a satisfied smile at the crunching sound, fuck did that bit of violence make her feel better.<br><br>Spotting him in a corner booth she plastered a sweet smile on her full lips, let the basterd think he had won, she would make him give just as much as he took from her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:48:14</strong>
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				"Hey, baby."<br><br>Davlos gave her a syrupy sweet smile, false as heck as anyone would know. There was <em>no</em> wriggling out of this, this time. As much as the inhabitants of this station were low-life scum, each and every one of them, even amongst thieves there is honor. Zarnae boasted so much that she'd beat his face into the ground, and anyone who cared to observe knew the result as much as anyone. If Zarnae didn't live up to her end of the agreement, there would be hell to pay. Nothing overt, of course, but she'd find herself in such an absolute dearth of contracts that she'd have to whore herself out into a simpering little cumbucket just to get enough Kredits to eat.<br><br>Patting his lap lightly and beckoning her in that little invitation, that smile steadily turned into a wicked smirk with each step that drew her closer to him. Ah, is it going to be <em>such</em> a wonderful six months for him.
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				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:57:31</strong>
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				She gave a narrowed eyed smile, he knew she hated being called baby. She had shot guys for that before. Her eyes flickered to his hand, patting his lap in a gesture to sit. She let a sigh roll from her body, oh fuck it. If she didn't hold up her end of the bargin their was no way she would survive...besides, it wasn't as if she hadn't perved on him before, just refused his advances. <br><br>Stalking over to him and slid her leg over him so that her ass fit into the V of his legs, one hand steadying herself on the back of the booth. "Congratulations you fucking cheating bastered." She spoke softly with a cheerful tone in her voice. God help the man in this shit hole that commented on her current position. 
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 03:03:05</strong>
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				"Oh, there'll be lots of fucking, alright..."<br><br>Davlos' arousal and erection could already be felt nudged against her ass when she settled down on his lap. With an arm snaking around the bare hips of his prize, he'd take his time, nuzzling his nose into the crock of her neck to drink in her scent and just to rub it further into her face, he adds on to his unfinished sentence with a little blowing into her ear, and a cheeky whisper.<br><br>"... <em>baby</em>."<br><br>Ah, he knew just how much she <em>hated</em> it, but what could she do about it? Nothing! As much as it seemed that the entire pub couldn't care less about just another canoodling couple in a seedy pub, or what may look like an unwilling whore to a client she <span class="bbc_u">really</span> doesn't like, all eyes were on the two of them. Will she hold up her end of the deal? Zarnae should know all too well that if Davlos as much as whispered a word to <em>anyone</em> in this station that she hasn't lived up to it, her reputation is shot. Davlos himself knew it all too well that he'd have to play by those same rules if he lost the bet.<br><br>Such is the life amongst the small-time thieves and pirates. You could kill, steal, maim in person, blow up someone else's ship for fun, hold a random miner up in space at gun/missile-point as you pilfer off his haul of the day while he's on his way home in low-security space, and no one could care less about you unless you pissed off any of the sizable, established groups. CONCORD isn't going to appear and wag their fingers at you for being a naughty boy or girl here. That's for those high-security space fancypants. For the sort of legitimate <em>Citizens</em> that Davlos used to be a part of. It was so dreadfully boring and mind-numbing, really. The State was utilitarian to the core, to the point that children were shown propaganda videos like this constantly:<br><br>Day Of Darkness II (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXWf-l71MY4#ws)<br><br>and taught that everything they did was to be for the Common Good, even if it meant that their lives were going to be forfeit. It wasn't unthinkable for the Caldari State to use the poorest and most ostracized of Citizens for scientific experiments and then recycled for biomass if they turned out to be failures. "We are the cells of the body, droplets of the flood" still rang in Davlos' head from time to time. He had a decent life. A salaryman security contractor, really. Wake up, go to work, pull security and escort in space in clunky little frigates, come home, fuck the wife, go to bed. But that all stopped when pirate bounties increased a hundredfold in Kredits, and his coworkers decided to try to turn him into one of the alleged pirate kills...<br><br>Well. That didn't quite work out for them, didn't they?<br><br>So, here he is now, fled from a society of strict laws and codes and such into another society of skewed rules of their own. He'd take his time, and hardly go for her tits yet. Oh, no. He'd enjoy her to the hilt, and maybe she might want to continue to stay on with him by the time he was done with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 03:50:51</strong>
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				She gave a small smile, more then aware that the pub was watching them, she had a rep around here and it had to stay intact. Actually with that thought, this arrangement might be useful to her. See, Zarnae was one of the very few women around here that wasn't attached to a crew as somebody bedbitch or just a common whore, she was one of only one woman who would kill first ask questions later even if it meant loosing money. Someone pissed her off, they paid for it. It was the only way to survive in a place like this. God how she hated it, and loved it. <br><br>It was her home, her refugee and her prison. She used to live in a small planet, the humans on it slaves, sold to work of their debts or bought from prisons. She was the ill begotten daughter of such a slave and she was damned if she was going to become one. She liked her freedom. So she had killed the first 'Master' that had bought her, stole a ship and fled, to this hovel. <br><br>She sank her weight into him, feeling the heat and hardness of his erection pressing up against her ass, the feel of his nuzzling was actually ticklish and caused her to squirm for a moment. Slipping off his lap she turned to straddle him, hands resting on his shoulder before sliding to tangle in his hair. Pressing lips to the shell of his ear in what looked like a caressing kiss she whispered to him, "Don't call me baby..and we might actually have some fun" With that she grinned wickedly and sharply yanked on his hair. 
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 04:29:51</strong>
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				Purring delightedly at the shift in position that she so voluntarily did for him without needing to ask, his chest was nudging, utterly pleased against her tits and leaned, canted his head slightly towards her kissing lips till a gasp was yanked from his lips from that abrupt jolt of pain in his hair. Growling something fierce in return, she'd be shoved off his lap in an uncharacteristic display of unadulterated wrath. How <em>dare</em> she behave that way! Through the several years of Davlos and Zarnae working together in this little hovel, she might have seen him incensed, annoyed, and maybe get into a rare shouting match from time to time, but he had never been the one to throw punches, and threw them only to get her out of trouble because she started the fisticuffs first. <br><br>Flinging her sideways to have her land on her back on the curved, corner seat made of cheap leather, at this point, he didn't care for whether it was public, or not. Davlos made the decision there, and then to take her <em>right away</em>, and show her who's the <em>fucking boss</em> in this new 'relationship' of theirs'. By the Fates, he had been waiting so long for this, and he was no longer going to take this sort of shit from her. <br><br>Pinning her down by the shoulders against the booth seat, his lips descend upon hers' forcefully, attempting to <em>claim</em> her for himself but still, takes care not to place any part of his tongue near her teeth in case she'd try to bite him. Those fingers of his show off their oft-hidden nimbleness in slipping off her shoulder straps, then tries his utmost to tear the thin fabric off. By golly, Zarnae is going to <em>learn</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 13:13:13</strong>
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				She felt his shift in weight and only had one moment to think about what that was going to mean...as he flung her aside she tucked herself into her side so that she would stay on the leather booth rather then rolling to the floor, the wind still knocked from her lungs. Something hurt, hurt bad right on her neck, spine roaring with fire. She had clipped an edge of the table with her neck when she had tried to dictate how she fell...god damn these close quarters. Before she could even draw a breath to scream profanities at him he was on top of her, she was shocked by his violence..this was a side of him she had never seen before. <br><br>His hands had her shoulders pinned almost painfully into the seat, his body pressed along the length of hers knocking the wind from her for a second time. Her brain had not yet caught up with what her eyes and body was seeing and feeling. Lips, hard and hot pressed at hers demanding, possessively and for just a moment she melted into the kiss. Had she known he had this side to him she would have taken him to her bed a long time ago. Country to popular belief a lot of the 'men' she took home never got passed taking her shirt off..they were usually drugged and their possessions stolen long before they got to touch her pale flesh.<br><br>But god, the feel of his fingers, so swift and nimble slipping her shirt straps off and then the sound of cloth tearing bought her back to her senses. Her eyes flew open and she stiffened, her hands were free, he had forgotten that. She jabbed hard into ribs, using all of her barely their body mass to try and buck him off. It was one thing to hold to her bargin, it was another for him to force himself on her....in public. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 13:37:58</strong>
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				"Oof!"<br><br>Davlos swore he could nearly feel his ribs crack, but his chest didn't have that familiar painful jab when he drew in his next breath. Good. He found himself flat on his back on the dirty floor, allowing himself to be dazed for a while before the sight of Zarnae in her somewhat state of undress brought him back to his senses. He may have been beaten down for now, but if he allowed himself to remain down this time, this bargain would have been for naught. So. This girl who doesn't hesitate to flaunt her assets in public and somewhat dresses like a whore, and yet doesn't like the idea of being taken in public?<br><br>That was fine by him.<br><br>Feeling a certain flame well up in his chest, it brought a certain reminiscence - reminding him of his younger days before his wife became boring and frumpy. <em>Those</em> days when they mutually enjoyed the thrill of a certain deviant play that happened carefully behind closed doors because the State frowned on any manner of deviance. Fuck, it felt <em>good</em>. Picking himself up to his feet and brushing himself off, a spare keycard is chucked in Zarnae's direction. He didn't need to tell her that she'd be expected in his room by the time she's cooled off.<br><br>"Remember, Zarnae.." A mild concession. He stopped using 'baby', "They watch."<br><br>Jerking his chin towards the increasingly growing crowd of patrons at the pub, they weren't all staring at the two of them. Scuffles like this weren't out of the ordinary at all. With a simple nod, Davlos turns around on a heel with that ingrained Caldari military precision, out of the sheer force of habit alone. Without a single wave or word of goodbye, he walks out of the seedy establishment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 13:54:16</strong>
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				Swiftly getting to her feet when he rolled off her she whipped the back of her hand across her mouth and scowled at him. She could see the fire in his eyes as he looked at her, that predatory look that sent a shiver down her spine. She snatched the key card from the air, her eyes never leaving his own dark gaze. It was like this that his face was truly handsome...<br><br>She didn't need his less then subtle reminder about her agreement. The entire bar was watching them, more then a few drunken men leering at her, some watching him stalk out. She gathered up what was left of her shirt, holding it against her breasts, yes they were covered in a black lace bra but she felt strangely exposed...it was unusual for her to feel that way since she spent a fair amount of her time flaunting her body to get her way. A deep breath as Zarnae struggled to contain her anger, that was let out explosively. A bald and dirty guy walking up to her asking "How much sweetheart, I can assure you I'll play better then that asshole"<br><br>A red haze obscured her vision, yes she was pissed at Davlos and yes she had to be his bitch as stated in their agreement but he was still her friend, still the man who left her to her own devices and yet put himself in danger to pull her out of the messes she got herself in. Her pistol was drawn and fired in one smooth Swift movement, his shoulder a bloody mess of shattered bone and disintergrated flesh. "I'm no whore...and that's my asshole your talking about"<br><br>Zarnae felt a fuck load better after that. She stalked out of the pub head held high, plasma gun still in hand, ready to fuck someone else up if they pissed her off. She found the place and room easily enough, it really wasn't hard to in this shithole. Sliding the card into its slot she slipped inside, dropping her ruined shirt and moving toward him. Taking her pistols in their thigh holsters off and placing them on a table she turned her back on him, stretching "You owe me a new shirt you fucking bastered"
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 14:24:38</strong>
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				"Do I, now?"<br><br>His cold, icy blue eyes no longer held that flame she saw only several minutes ago. Has he lost his ardor so promptly, or was it all just a ruse? His expression is guarded, just like he always was even in his own room and there she was, Zarnae standing before him with the one last layer of her lingerie before he could have a taste of those two smoothest scoops of vanilla that he imagined it to be.<br><br>But then again, it wasn't as if she had been in such a pickle before. To have her shirt torn like that was the least of the troubles he had to cover for her. Evidently enough to her, Davlos didn't expect her to arrive so soon. Ever the Caldari, he went right back to work after that little scuffle, and his workstation was online and browsing through the available posted contracts. His finger taps against the top-right corner of his wardrobe, opening up and reaching in for a moment, a thin, black women's cut tank-top is produced and handed to her. As usual, he was prepared. <br><br>He even smiled cordially when the tank-top was handed over, "Well then. Make yourself comfortable. Would you like to have anything to drink?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 14:41:59</strong>
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				A hint of a smile curved her full pout lips up at one corner, something skin to the smile a shark would give before chomping into its prey. Something in his blue eyes was cold, unforgiving even as he handed her a black top to replace her old one. She slipped it on and ran her fingers through her hair before moving towards him. "Thank you...A drink would be nice actually".<br><br>Zarnae felt slightly unsettled, out of place with this polite Davlos, all work and no play. It was completely opposite from the wild predatory man she had experienced not long ago. For some inexplicable reason she had the sudden urge to apologise..after all if she hadn't tugged at his hair then he might not have lost his temper in the first place. "I'm...sorry" she forced the apology out, the first one she had uttered to him in the long years that they had known each other. 
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:07:12</strong>
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				"Are you, now?"<br><br>Davlos kept the deadpan, sardonic tone he always used with her whenever they worked with each other. A tall glass is filled from an unusual-looking snifter, and it's handed to her with nary a betrayed expression on his lips nor eyes. "Hak'len. Keep your hold around the base.. the warmth will give you the proper aroma."<br><br>Almost teasingly however, his eyes flicker into those smoldering embers of unadulterated desire for just a moment before he turns his back to her. "All forgiven, Zarnae. Really, when have I ever held anything against you?" His fingers were laid lightly upon her shoulder, and squeezes it with his fingers - mere echoes of what just transpired when she was pinned down bestially. The Caldari returns to the snifter, where he pours himself another glass and returns to his desk, and waving for her to join him.
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				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:13:22</strong>
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				She gave him a softer smile and a nod of her head, she would not give him the satisfaction of getting another apology from her lips. Taking the glass she did as instructed, holding the glass to her nose to inhale the rich aroma. Tilting the glass slightly she took the smallest of sips, letting the liquid roll around her mouth. It was one of the finest she had ever tasted, eyes closing for a brief second as her tongue darted out to lick the taste from her lips. <br><br>She felt better when she saw the flare of desire in his eyes, it helped her to focus from the cold dead tone of voice he used. Following him to the desk, hips swaying gently she hopped up so she was perched on the edge, facing him, one leg crossed over the other. "You don't..surprisingly, fuck f I had been you I would have told me to fuck off long ago..."
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:37:50</strong>
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				"Well, now.."<br><br>"Why.."<br><br>Just as planned, it was all, really, a ruse to get her guard down.<br><br>"..would.."<br><br>Reaching to his side, in a swift motion reminiscent of his old mandatory military training, yet again, he was always prepared, grabbing a length of rope and her left arm in the same moment.<br><br>".. I..."<br><br>Davlos hauls her off the desk, swinging her onto the bed face-down and pins her by the small of her back. Her wrists are grabbed and bound together tightly, and her legs are pinned too with his other knee.<br><br>".. do that?"<br><br>His voice begins purring throatily, fingers stroking down her curves by the side when he slinks down to pin both her legs with his knees now, body roiling slowly along her back as he takes his time to taste her skin, the very tip of his tongue flicking the sweat off the crook of her neck. "It'd be <em>such</em> a fucking waste, really.."
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				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:50:45</strong>
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				One moment she was watching him, relaxed and happy letting his smooth voice wash over her and the next she was on the bed, face down and wrists tied in the small of her back. "Fuck you Davlos!" she snarled, really she had to get a better grip of herself. Zarnae couldn't afford to let him contently take advantage of her..no more relaxing around him..ever.<br><br>Still, that voice..something about it made her flush with want, she was glad in that instent that she was face down, so he would not see her blush staining her alabaster skin red. She writhed underneath him as he laid his body along hers, the heat of his tongue on her neck actually causing her to gasp. Another blush as she felt her body react, hot and wanting. Damn him!
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				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:01:13</strong>
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				He didn't need to <em>see</em> to <em>know</em> that she was blushing. Ahh, Zarnae, my dear, you're <em>so easy</em> to read. Feeling the heat off her cheeks when he tastes away at her cheeks, those rough, calloused fingers of his slip underneath her new tank-top that he only just gave her, crawling along the sides of her skin and digs further in, peeling her lingerie upwards a little to fondle her tits greedily.<br><br>"You're <em>mine</em>..!" He rasps harshly into her ear, teeth gnashing against the shell of her ear and lathering it lazily with that thick, moist tongue of his. Satisfied with that brief bout of fondling, his fingers are peeled out from under her garments, reaching to the bedside drawer where a combat knife is always kept at the ready to fend off any potential intruders. A deep, throaty laugh can be heard as the sharp tip of it is run lightly along her spine, yet to slice her top apart with the desire to simply announce the inevitable to her.
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				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:10:45</strong>
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				Another gasp as his fingers moved over her skin, the pressure and strength she could feel in those hands set fire to her skin, leaving her wanting more. She got it to, feeling his hands move up to play with her breasts briefly causing her to arch into his touch. It was at the sound of his voice claiming her, hot breath on her neck that she finally gave in to him. How could she resist when his teeth sank into her soothing the mark with his tongue, besides she had to keep up her side of the agreement, it was good business.<br><br>He moved and a whimpear escaped her lips to be drowned out firstly by his deep chuckle then by her moan at the feel of cold steal running down her spine, back arching for all the world like a cat..the promise of what was to come was almost unbearable. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:16:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tank-top is plucked upwards, piercing the knife down the fabric and a sharp, ripping sound can be heard, cutting her tank-top full in half, and slices away at the shoulder-straps to peel the mangled fabric away. Neither is her lingerie subject to any mercy, cut up and discarded like trash. With that, the knife is laid aside for now, turning his captive girl over and looms over her, those intense, blue eyes all set aflame and bored down into her gaze. Relishing that brief moment of seeing that want and desire in her before she's claimed, his lips dive in once more, both hands clasped around her face as their lips are locked together forcefully, purring away and muffled against those pillowy lips of hers' as he relishes tasting her once more. <br><br>Davlos' chest then roils downwards, mashing her naked, exposed tits against his torso and nudges that thick bulge of his against her groin. Neither is the rest of her subject to neglect when his knees move on their own accord, attempting to spread her thighs apart to expose more of her groin for his further teasing pleasures.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:25:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Another gasp escaped her as the room was fillind with the sound of tearing fabric, Zarnae could feel the cool air hit her fevered skin before she was flipped over, naked save for the rope that bound her hands. Even had she wanted to she wouldn't have been able to tear her own emerald eyes away from his deep blue ones..fire flared in them, desire clearly written in them. It served only to fuel her own lust clearly helped along by the feel of his lips upon her own, hands both holding her face in place so he could kiss her and caressing her cheeks. <br><br>She gave herself up to the sensations, flicking her tongue lightly against his lips begging him to invade her mouth, pressing her tits up against his strong chest even as he rolled his body to press her down into the mattress. She moaned into his mouth at the feel of his hardness against her, she could feel the heat even through the pants he wore, Davlos was so rough with her, using his knees to open her thighs. It was not his usual behaviour.<br><br>Then again, had she given in to him before now then perhaps she would have seen this side of him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 16:32:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss was torn away from her lips as abruptly as it was laid upon her. Sitting on his knees with his thick bulge still nuzzling away at her hot, tender nethers, ensuring the rough material of his jeans to grind the most amount of frission against her that he can muster. Keeping his back straight, and looming over her now, he makes quite the show in peeling his leather jacket off, flinging it away to the pile of her ruined garments, with the simple, thin shirt that lay under it to reveal the lithe, lean and toned body he conceals under that drab-looking appearance. <br><br>With a throaty little growl she's pounced upon once more, with his hips nudging insistently and forcefully against her groin and hitches himself upwards a little to nudge away at the crown of her little pearl of pleasure. Already remembering the wordless plea to invade her mouth, there was nothing else he'd do but to simply oblige, slipping his tongue past her yielding lips to explore the shallow cavern of her mouth, then twists it around her very own tongue, tugging it out as if a playful invitation to come out and play.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:35:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae gasped lifting her hips to grind against his length, the denim covering it soaking up her juices as he rubbed it against her. She was drawing in deep breaths trying to calm herself but everytime she inhaled he would nudge..just there..and oh god she could do nothing but moan and writhe beneath him. She barely registered that he had removed his jacket, the heat of his skin radiating through the thin shirt he wore. She wanted her hands free to move and caress over the taught muscles that were right there, to tangle in his hair and run nails lightly down his back. Another forgotten thought as his lips met hers once more, tongue caressing, exploring her mouth and tugging at her to return the favor. <br><br>Were the fuck had he been hiding himself? Why on fucking earth hadn't she taken him up on his offer earlier...oh that's right she was to fucking prideful. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 05:09:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're <em>mine</em> Zarnae.." Davlos whispers when his tongue lashes away, leaning down to deliver several sharp nips along her jawline before capturing her tongue for himself once again, tugging and then whipping away at her tongue whist his hips' jerks against her raw, exposed mound only grow all the more insistent. But alas, she won't even be allowed to get off so soon, so easily, when his body slips down to the side a little, forcing her head to shift sideways a little as their tongues remain attached to each other, and freeing her tits up for abuse. <br><br>One of her breasts is grabbed most greedily with a hungry squeeze, mauling it between his fingers and toying away with it whilst his thumb kneads at her nub at first, before flicking at it harshly. As if that wasn't quite enough, that toying progresses even further into a quick little slapping of her nipples that are followed right after the flicks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 05:29:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't speak, couldn't think, all she could do was writhe under him as he toyed with her, sending sensations, one after another to drive her insane. The grinding against her hot, dripping mound, sharp nips at her jawline even the whispered claim of possession all f it bringing her to new heights of pleasure that she hadn't felt before. Moans and whimpers escaped her before his mouth once again found hers, forcing her to move a little for what purpose she didn't know.<br><br>Oh..oh! That's why he had moved, to grab and play with her breasts, nipples hard and aching to be touched. He flicked and teased, such an intense sensation, some might call it pain but Zarnae didn't want it to stop...it felt so damn good. She broke away from the kiss to gasp and gulp in air murmuring to him "Please..please Davlos!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 05:47:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please.. <em>what</em>, girl?!" He demands throatily, knowing he'd be pushing her to the brink soon enough. Landing one more harsh slap on her nubs, his attention is turned to the rest of his clothes now, discarding them without a care for the universe and pounces after her once again, grabbing her breasts once again with his face buried with a most bestial hunger, into her cleavage. That maddening, skilled tongue of his tastes away at her skin, committing it all to memory as his shaft, generously girthed and unseen, prods its fat, thick crown against her now-slick nether lips, causing to hiss as his lips are clasped around her nubs, once by one, suckling them tenderly which belies the harsh flicks and smacks that come right after.<br><br>All this time, his eyes were certainly aflame now, desire plain enough for her to see and for this time together with her so far, nothing is hidden from her. She didn't need to be told to <em>know</em> that he wanted her, so damned much, and there was nothing else he could want for now.<br><br>But yet, his patience shone through. If he could wait for several years for this ripe opportunity to have her like this, he could certainly wait a little more to make her <em>beg</em> to be fucked senseless.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 05:58:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How did he do that, how did he sound so demanding one moment then tear her attention away to focus on the delicious sensations that his tongue lapped upon her breasts, hands pressing their heat into the lust that consumed her. She whimpered as she watching him undress, lifting her hips to grind against his erection, now free to prod at her, but never giving her what she wanted. <br><br>"Please..oh fuck Davlos" another groan of want as she pleads with him to take her. One leg slides its smooth silky length up his thigh and hip, calf now resting upon his ass urging him to finish what he started. The only thing that was distracting her was her hands, still tied in the small of her back, her own nails digging hard enough into her palms that they cut the skin. God how she wanted to feel him, feel his back and shoulders and chest moving under her fingertips, feel his cock inside her..."Davlos please...please..please..fuck me"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:08:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>No.</em>"<br><br>Davlos smirked. He was sure that single word was going to devastate her for the time being. He let that sink into her for but a moment, and continues, speaking midway whilst his lips traverse their way down her abused and ravished tits, running his tongue gleefully against those hard abs that she was so fond of showing off.<br><br>"Not yet. You've turned me down far too fucking many times, you little bitch. I'm going to take my <em>time</em>."<br><br>His calloused palms press against her inner thighs, spreading her legs further apart, and higher, higher, exposing that sweet little cunt of hers'. A deep, audible breath can be heard, followed by a gleeful sigh of joy as her musky nectar's scent is breathed in, and that devious tongue of his - it could be nearly considered a weapon now, considering how effective it's been at ruining her.. it's flicked along that tiny, tight slit of hers', purring away at the sharp, glancing sweet taste it gave to him, and it was sure to drive her into a fresh frenzy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:15:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Somewere amongst all the pleasure she heard him reply and instantly used those abs he was licking to pull her up into a half sitting position. "WHAT! You fucking bastered Davlos! You...OH!" She cried out, cut off from her tirade as his tongue, which must have been given to him by the devil himself, lapped at her dripping folds. "Dear fucking god" she half breathed half moaned the words out, sinking back into the bed as his rough hands pressed at her legs, pinning her into that position that made it so easy for him to lick and tease her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:25:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smirking something fierce against her tender, slick folds, he made a thoroughly audible slurping sound, excessively so as he laps up her juices, just to let his woman know just how much he fucking enjoys torturing, and pleasuring her like this. Remembering a little trick that his deceased wife used to adore, his palm is laid against her pelvic bone, nudging and massaging it gently now, as his thumb kneads at her little pearl lightly just to warm her up for a brief moment. Ah, Fates! How he loved to eat pussy! He nearly forgot how much he loved it, and was thankful that he hadn't forgotten how to properly treat one.<br><br>Slipping his tongue gradually within her, it rises to envelope itself against the ceiling of the entry of her tight, slick cavern, sure to fill up all her pleasure centers that are huddled near the top, also near where her pearl is. His upper lip, it's laid atop her pearl, quivering away whenever he moans against her pussy, which he does quite often. Ensuring that his tongue gives her that feel of having any typical cock penetrating and stretching her lips out, her hips are grabbed upon, rocked gently like the ocean waves lapping against the shores on those expensive paradise planets. He quite frankly, didn't care for those sudden, hard orgasms that women could get from plain hard fucking. Any machine could do that. But this, <em>this</em> was something she was sure to remember for life, with such a gradual build-up, the climax she'd get would fill the vessel of her body, just like a good hot cup of cocoa in a cold winter's night which will certainly leave her addicted and panting for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:34:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae cried out again and again as he played with her, toyed with her, the feel of his lips, his tongue his hands..oh fuck what he did to her. What she would give to have her hands free to wind themselves in his hair as he slowly filled her body with warmth and heat and pleasure. Yet knowing that she was bound only helped the process along, something bout being helpless at his mercy made her feel..safe in a strange way. She trusted him (well to a point) something she could not say for any of her other 'friends' and business partners. <br><br>Murring "Fuck fuck fuck" over and over as her body slowly became ridged, filled with an intense..something like nothing else she had had before. Zarnae could feel her orgasm growing, like a cup being filled one drop at a time, but he seemed to enjoy it, licking and sucking and driving her wild..having her writhe against his face until she whispered "Fuck you Davlos" the wave of her climax upon her, carrying her away to a place void of anything other then this pleasure. She came screaming out her pleasure...and her want. It was if he had released something in her and now it had to be fed..with more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 13:43:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Davlos smirks wickedly atop his Zarnae, purring excitedly as he watches her nether lips pulse away with her climax. With her already submerged in such bliss, what better time was it for him to exploit her even further?<br><br>In a swift, fluid motion, Davlos hoists himself up, sitting back on his knees and placing her legs atop his shoulders, knowing the postition will give him the easiest penetration for him, and yet the deepest for her. Taking those last few moments to nudge that unseen fat, thick crown against her nethers for the last few times, while the air was still filled with her pleased sighs whilst she was in the throes of her climax, the Caldari <em>slammed</em> in, hilting himself within her in one full stroke that lets out a heavy sigh of fulfillment from his lips. Fates above, it felt fuckin' <em>heavenly</em>. If he knew that Zarnae could be so pliable under such pressure, he would've hatched such a plot ages ago. With her legs trapped between his torso and his clasping arms, he leans forward, resting his palms heavily upon the mattress to slip himself ever deeper within her, hissing a little now when he could feel that tip nudging and brushing against her womb.<br><br>With a fierce grin, he's yet to rut her like she utterly deserved, taking his time to twist and swivel his hips about to send more tremors of that delicious pain she was sure to have pounded in waves throughout her body with each gentle, insistent nudge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 15:31:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head behind her closed eyelids, lashes fluttering against her flushed cheeks she didn't see his smile, or how he shifted away from her. Somewere in her mind she felt him move her legs, stretching her body in a different way before her opening is nudged by his thick cock. Zarnae calm down for her high, opening her eyes just as he slammed himself inside her. She screamed, half in pleasure at the feel of him stretching her, it felt as if he was tearing her apart, and half in pleasure as he passed over <em>that</em> spot so wonderfully fast and hard. <br><br>She was panting hard, her tongue darting out to moisten open lips, trying to relax her muscles so that it wouldn't hurt so damn much but her body new what it was doing, stretching to accommodate him so that soon all she felt was the wonderful sensation of friction inside her. Dear fucking god how big was he to make her hurt so much and nudge at her cirvex...and how the fuck had he kept it hidden away in those tight jeans he always wore? her eyes moved up to his face above her, fuck she felt so venerable in this position, legs hooked over his shoulders, exposed in every sense of the word with her hands tied behind her back and Davlos looming over her with that feral grin then any coherent thought she had fled as he moved inside her, each gentle movement like a caress fuck it was Divine. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 21:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting out a gentle, pleasured sigh with each soft heave and twisting of his lips, they utterly belie the sheer lust that drove his every act. It didn't take very long, before he knew that she was ready, pulling his hips back to leave her feeling emptied and hollowed out for a good ten seconds, not moving at all just to frustrate her before he launches into what could only be termed a frenzy. All that occupied his thoughts then were the harsh, wet 'shlick shlick' of her cunt's frustrated protests for being taken so roughly for the first time, along with the glorious bumps of joy for every time his sacs smacked against her taut ass.<br><br>As much as he was thoroughly enjoying his Zarnae, Davlos still kept conscious in a way, allowing himself to take joy in the act itself, but knew that greater pleasure was to be held in breaking her, to sway her into gratifying his every single whim by the end of this solar cycle. That warm, swelling sensation in his chest was what truly kept him going now, constantly fed by that true pleasure of knowing that the woman beneath him had utterly lost herself to his ministrations, and was simply begging for more!<br><br>Each piston-like stroke of his was calculated as ever to drive her into a new height of pleasure, ensuring the tip to subtly drive upwards to ram against her inner <em>spot</em> within, for the sole goal and purpose to make her irrevocably, <strong>his</strong> bitch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 02:53:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't take long before her mind went blissfully blank, like she was in this white space were there was absolutly nothing but plesure. Intense almost painful pleasure...moans and cries of "fuck yes..Davlos!" were torn from her lips as he moved in and out of her roughly, her body twisting and writhing every time he hit just<em> there!</em><br><br>She could feel her climax building once more, she had lost count of how many smaller ones that had washed over her body, causing her muscles to clamp and squeeze down on him, legs trembling as they rested on him. This one was different however, it was deeper, almost painful with the need to release, with the need for more. Soon it exploded within her, every muscle in her body going ridged as she screamed his name to the Fates. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:06:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a victorious, gleeful cackle, his shaft finally stops, if but for a moment, filling her up to the hilt for the rare treat of feeling a woman's pleasured cunt convulse, tremble and squeeze all over him. Shuddering a little, and almost feeling the need to release on his own, he reigns himself in, telling himself that he's yet to have his fair share of fun. <br><br>Pressing his fingers down upon her shoulders, he pushes himself off her body, yanking that thick, fat cock out of her, bringing it in plain sight to her for the first time, showing it dripping away in her juices. Without a second thought she's flipped around, made to have her face buried into the mattress when her tush is lifted, knees spread and made to support her weight. Zarnae is barely given a moment's respite before his possessive fingers grip upon her asscheeks, spreading her thighs further apart before plowing back deep into her, aiming for a sharp, downwards angle to hit <em>there</em> again, and again, with a merciless torturer's glee. He hadn't mistaken her multiple, minor squeezes for every time he hit upon that same spot, and like hell he was <em>not</em> going to exploit that further. <br><br>As if rutting her like an animal from behind was not quite yet enough, her bound wrists are grabbed for, pulling her upper torso up and backwards to arch her back in the most deliciously painful manner possible, using it to pull her body back for every time it's shifted forwards following each of his powerful thrusts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:54:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was floating in the wonderful clear space of nothingness as she hit her peek before slowly coming down, still shaking and exhausted, her entire body screaming at her to both stop this torture and never give it up. Next thing she knew she felt empty, hollow..he had yanked away from her and she sobbed in both relief and sorrow for want of him inside her. She got one brief look at him, so overcome that he natural barriers were torn down, her eyes open and baring her soul to him for the first time since she had left her wretched planet. Then she was flipped, nose smarting from were it had crashed into the pillow and for a second she felt like giggling, it gave a new meaning to the phrase pillow biter.<br><br>Hips lifted into the air with force that would leave bruises on the morrow, knees suddenly supporting her and warm calloused palms moving her before.. "FUCK" she cried out before moaning as he slammed himself inside her&nbsp; and "Fuck fuck fuck" she panted as he moved over that spot, damn the fates to hell, every single time hatting that spot leaving her crying out and actually crying from something that had transended the fine line between pleasure and pain. Tears like liquid diamonds ran down her cheeks, leaving her eyes a paler green then usual as he grabbed her her bound wrists and forced her back into an arch. Thank fuck she was flexable or that to would have hurt more then just the rough handling he was giving her, breasts jutting half in the air half still on the sheets below her, nipples rubbing achingly on said sheets. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:20:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wouldn't take very long now, finding his hips squirming away subtly in between thrusts, and finds sufficient clarity of mind to give her several harsh spanks that are followed by a mauling of her asscheeks before he finds his release, crying out his triumph with a clear, loud shout, back bent and arched back in that brief, overwhelming of relief and coital bliss as he feels his sacs contracting and bursting his hot, ropey seed within her. <br><br>Immediately after, he falls forward, giving her bent back that respite she deserved as his chest pins her back down against the mattress, and she'd feel his heart thumping and laboring away against the small of her back, and his hot, rapid and laborious breaths blowing away at her ear. Davlos grinned. Hell, that was the most fun he'd had in <em>years</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:32:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was his squirming and erratic thrusts that quickly sent her to another climax, not as powerful as the previous one but still hard enough to convulse her muscles, their was something furfilling of feeling his hot cum hit deep inside her and she thanked the fates that she had had the little problem of conceiving an unwanted child fixed years ago. <br><br>Panting and having her tears still trickling down her cheeks, she went limp on the mattress pinned there by his dead weight as his heart thumped against her back, it was an unusual feeling..but good never the less. A small smile twisted her lips as she licked them to get moisture back into her mouth and it coloured her tone as happy even as she swore at him. "Davlos, your an asshole....untie me you fuck"<br><br>Now she had a pressing question on her mind...could she stand being taken like that again and again for six months (fuck she was going to be sore next morning) and if she could...how could she keep him doing those things to her without loosing her reputation and status as a captin and pirate of her own merit? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:26:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a quiet, muttered grumble, Davlos exhibits his skill in knot-tying for such play when he rolls off her back, laying a finger casually on the knot that still binds her wrists together and tugs at it, allowing the rope to unravel itself and finally, free her hands. The Caldari smirked lightly... those red rings around her wrists - ropeburn - that's going to leave a mark for the next few days. <br><br>In her fresh few moments of freedom, she'd let her be for now, giving her the time and space to regain her senses before moving to exert his dominance over her once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:40:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae gave a grumbled "Thank you" wincing as she ran fingertips lightly over her wrists. Moving to lye on her side, her eyes seeking his out, just watching him trying to work out what her reaction was going to be. Finding herself at a loss for words she humphed and slid off the bed stalking off to find his bathroom. She needed space, needed to figure out what she was going to do now, wether she should be angry at him for taking advantage of their agreement or happy that he had given her such feelings like nothing else before. <br><br>"Fuck you Davlos"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You just did..!" He calls out playfully, lying back on the bed and stretches out, certainly sated for the night. He clears out the debris of that hard fucking from the bed. His bathroom, as she'd find soon enough was kept in a pristine state in comparison to the rest of his little room. Perhaps a remaining byproduct of his militant Caldari upbringing. <br><br>Hot damn. It took quite a while to let reality sink in.. that he really <em>did</em> just fuck her, and no one else save his late wife had ever seen that side of him. While Zarnae certainly did seem to enjoy what he offered, is she going to shun him from now on? She certainly didn't look like she'd want any more of that by the way she immediately left his bed instead of staying by his side. Feeling a bit cold, and perhaps a little lonely without having her by his side, he shrugs, and pulls the covers over his naked form.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:07:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but laugh at his comment, light bell like tones crystal clear rang through the room, it was the first time she had let herself just enjoy a comment without taking offense to it. Finding the bathroom she ran a quick shower, washing the tears from her face and their combined fluids from her body. While in said shower she leaned back against the tiles and came to a conclusion. She was his bitch for six months..might as well enjoy it. <br><br>Getting out and drying off she stalked back to his bed, discarding the towel wrapped around her body at the foot of the bed and crawled in, straddling his hip withthe coveres between him. "Your an ass" Zarnae stated clearly, brushing her lips against his in a phantom kiss before rolling off him and settling beside him, wondering what to say. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 11:37:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know..."<br><br>Davlos lifted a side of the covers, allowing Zarnae to join him and rolls somewhat tiredly to his side to drape his arm over her chest, beginning to feel somewhat familiar with her. Belying the rough nature of what they said, and did since the pub a tender peck is laid upon her cheek. <br><br>He decided that he quite liked the idea of snuggling together with her - now that she's just showered, she felt <em>really</em> good. And even if she has washed their mingled juices off her, he's still full of the smell of sex that fills the air between and around them. <br><br>".. you can actually be quite a pleasant girl if you didn't cuss at me so much. Personable, even."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 13:19:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck you" she replied n a sing song tone. "What makes you think I want to be pleasant?"<br><br>She moved a little so that the line of her body was pressed against him, still full of mixed feelings..but hey it wasn't like it mattered if she wanted this to continue or not.she was his bitch now..well for the next six months at least. It kinda coloured her perception of the events that had just past..made them seem less real, more of a chore then of a man wanting her, caring for her. <br><br>On the inside she laughed at herself for those thoughts, it didn't fucking matter did it? That's how she survived, by not caring one iota if anybody cared for her and for not giving a damn about anybody else. <br><br>Still...the kiss on the cheek was kinda nice. "So what now Davlos...what did you want of your little bitch now that you've got her?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 13:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We should... talk about that in the morning.."<br><br>Davlos murmured. He felt a deep, sudden and hollow pang in the center of his chest. The way she pressed herself so they were snuggled proper and comfortably, it felt too much like his wife. At least in the physical realm, he never thought that he'd have this with anyone but Evanda, but the more time he spends so intimately with Zarnae, the more he doesn't really know, anymore.<br><br>"Just.. stay with me, for now, alright?" <br><br>Betraying a moment's weakness to her, it's shown in the way his nose, his face is buried into the crock of her neck and presses his lips tenderly against her skin, murmuring, "Good night," drifting off to sleep already without waiting for a reply from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 13:43:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae felt like cursing at once more but the feel of holding her like something precious stilled her tongue..at least for now. She murmured an "alright then...goodnight" and snuggled into him closer..she might as well let the exhaustion of her body take over. Sleep over came her in a matter if seconds after she closed her eyes sending her into a land of darkness.<br><br>When morning came, sunlight flittering through the shutters she groaned thrashing from side to side. Fuck how she hated mornings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 20:25:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Davlos wasn't exactly a light sleeper, all that tossing and turning was sure to awake him. Blinking a little with disbelief at such a rude awakening, it took him a while to recollect the events from the night before and sits up groggily, patting her lightly on the cheek in an attempt to bring her to consciousness.<br><br>"Oi, it's me, damn you... stop kicking me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 00:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hadn't had nightmares like this for a long time but she woke from it as soon as he touched her, voice bringing her out from that place. Her eyes flew open and she jumped, giving a strange yelp, falling out of bed. Zarnae landed on her ass, legs caught in the sheets and thus still half in the air. <br><br>Looking up at him blinking and rubbing sleep from her eyes and gave a gin "Morning"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 00:25:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good morning..." Davlos gave her a sleepy little smirk, reaching down to lift her off the floor and drag the woman into his arms, breathing heavily to sample her scent once again and hugs her form tautly against himself Yet again, for a moment it felt like cuddling with his wife, and he loosens his hold around her, allowing Zarnae to do as she wished.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 00:29:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was something said for being lifted of the floor and back into bed to be cuddled. It was a strength that she had known he possessed but never really experienced...well except for the violence back in the pub but that didn't really count, everyone was stronger with rage to fill there veins. <br><br>She snuggled up against him and grinned, this was nice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 00:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Davlos took his time, nibbling at her ear gently as he let her weight settle down over him. Those arms of his, they wrapped around her form securely before he lies back to look her right in the eye, his expression certainly relaxed, but still held a tinge of an edge in them.<br><br>"Aside from being my bitch... goddamn me if I don't know what to do. or <em>feel</em> about you, woman. Tell me, what <em>should</em> I do with you?"<br><br>He couldn't quite deny that Zarnae was glorious to take possession of in his arms, and even more so to feel her melt away when he was fucking her brains out. But he was quite certain that the conscious Zarnae would've been cursing and swearing at him through every single moment of it. Would she hate her now? Is she going to pretend that everything's all right until she can get away from this room and disappear forever? He didn't quite know.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae let a sigh out as he nibbled on her then smiled at him relaxing back into his arms. She could see that something was bothering him when he looked right into her eyes, she shifted slightly so it was easier to look at him. <br><br>Zarnae smirked "You could let me be as we have always gone...or you can take advantage of me being your bitch for a while like you did last night. But about what to feel about me...that I can't tell you......What do you feel then?" she asked, wanting to know what was gong in the head of his.<br><br>Something beeped amongst her pants, a message, probably a job and so she scrambled for it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:32:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Davlos felt vulnerable and opened-up enough, when they could have such a frank and open conversation for once, but that ended quite abruptly with the beeper immediately erasing any semblance of a desire to share any further. Smirking lightly, he begins to sit up as she scrambles away, feeling a touch cold once again and leans back against the headrest to watch her.<br><br>Quite honestly, to let things be as they were was the easy way out. There might be a little uneasiness from now on, but that would be quite the waste, isn't it? Just abusing and exploiting her like the bitch she <em>truly</em> is for him would be nice, but he was certain that she'd have none of it once those 6 months are over. There <em>was</em> that hint of an idea of actually getting serious with her, but it's shoved aside right away, and suppressed an inward, instinctive shudder. What?! To have <em>her</em> as an actual girlfriend? That would be like an unfunny horror movie that would never end!<br><br>But the show's quite entertaining for now. To watch her butt-naked in front of him, well, it wasn't quite different from her typically scantily-clad form, but the fact that he practically owned that hot piece of ass for an entire night, and made her beg and go gibbering-mad with her begging to be fucked <em>is</em> quite the nice thought, isn't it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:48:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She read the memo and smiled "Hey, big job...I could use a hand with it" she scowled "Since your new ship is actually fast now" she flipped herself over to sit back on her heels, back ramrod straight as she glared and grinned at him. Crawling up to him so she was all but sitting straddled in his lap she gave him a quick peck on the lips "I'll make it worth it..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 02:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sell me on it."<br><br>That was the phrased he always used on her whenever she came to him with one of those 'big jobs' of hers'. But instead of the negotiation happening over some table at the pub, he decided that he didn't quite mind this, his lap straddled and wiggles his hips playfully against her, making it obvious that his morning wood had yet to subside. Perhaps it might need a little cooling off before he was ready for another job?<br><br>His arms wrap around her form, pressing her tits lightly against his taut chest and purrs lightly while he awaits her answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 03:05:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave an evil grin as she felt his hard on press through the covers and up against her mound. "Well...it would require some travel...there is an ambassador traveling through a Galaxy not far from here. I've been asked to scare him a little, scare him away from his destined path, there is a sizable amount of credits as pay plus whatever we can get from the Ambassador himself." <br><br>She wriggled her ass down on him so that even with the cloth between them he would be able to fee her own heat, her juices soaking into said cloth as she rubbed her arousal onto him, the covers themselves giving a wonderful friction to her wanting pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 03:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Davlos purred and shuddered most wantonly at such a direct tease. Hot, damn..! Is this girl insatiable? He'd have thought that she'd be put off by any notion of fucking anytime soon.. normally the girls would whine about soreness the morning after! He'd have taken here there and then if Zarnae was just another common whore looking to get off before she had to be kicked off his bed, but she was.. different. <br><br>But that doesn't mean that he didn't like what she was doing to him <em>now</em>. He let himself squirm about and moan playfully before his firm grip stills her gyrating hips, and whispers to her ear, "My, my... Zarnae sweetheart.. aren't you supposed to be feeling a little sore now? We'd.. also need to put that Ambassador out of his misery, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 04:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Truth was she was a little sore..but nothing that she couldn't endure and the way he reacted to her 'sales pitch' was...empowering. She gave a throaty purr in his ear ghosting her lips down his throat, nipping lightly until she reached his collarbone were she gave a lick and sat back to grind against him again. <br><br>"Actually yes..but nothing worse then the soreness I've felt after a fight....and yes the Ambassador will have to go...but you did say you wanted me to sell it to you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 05:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sell it to me, then.."<br><br>Davlos purrs his assent to her, leaning back and tries to nudge the covers away from in between them, that separates his cock from the very prize that she offered so willingly, and he's come to hanker after with an insatiable hunger. His eyes, they take on that unmistakable flame of predatory lust, knowing full well that he was in charge of this woman, and probably could have a leash around her neck and make her wear it proudly for him if he wanted to.<br><br><em>That</em> was what made things with his wife so damned magical to begin with, and while he inwardly began to fear if he was about to replace his wife with Zarnae.. that thought was immediately wiped off his thoughts when her hot, moist pussy spread her warm juices all against the fabric and nudges against his length so deliciously. It made him hanker for <em>more</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 05:58:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a grin lifting herelf a little so he could tug the covers away. She ground herelf against his hard length, letting him feel how much she wanted this, wanted him to make her feel alive in a way she had long forgotten. She kissed him softly hands running down his chest and sides like she had so wanted to last night. Moving her lips back up to his ear, she ground herself against him a little more and murmured throatily "and apart from all the credits that could be earned..it would mean that it would be just us waiting in ambush for the ambassador for a while, a few weeks with nothing to do out there but enjoy each other..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 01:50:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So <em>that's</em> what you've been fantasizing about all along..!"<br><br>Davlos teased her, willing to play the role of the teased this time as he squirms and moans cheekily underneath of her grinding pussy, as if <em>he</em> was the one who was at her mercy now. <br><br>"All those weeks of waiting around and having you curse and swear at me the whole goddamned time while we wait around on jobs like these.. and you didn't <em>tell</em> me? It would've made things oh so much easier.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:39:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae blushed hevily, her cheeks stiained red with the embaressment. She gave a shrug and looked away coyly "Perhpas I did..." Stopping her movments she moved to roll off him, running her hands through her hair in a nrvous gesture she has always had. <br><br>"But if you wont take the job..it wont matter will it" her voice was stronger now, back to that brisk almost angry voice that hid her emotions. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe it won't.. but I <em>do</em> enjoy working with you."<br><br>Davlos followed after her, taking his turn to roll atop her and cups her cheeks with his hands, surrounding her face with the warmth of his fingers and lays a gentle peck on her lips.<br><br>"I'll take the job with you, and we'll have as much fun as we can while we wait for that poor sod."<br><br>His fingers begin twining themselves into her hair, wiggling himself playfully atop his partner-in-crime, now lover at his mercy as he thinks of their current options aloud:<br><br>"We ought to get ready for the job, then. Grab a shower, a bite to eat, some supplies and rations as usual, and we should be good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 14:24:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae grinned cheekily as he wriggled on top of her, the warmth of his hands upon her face felt so nice ad the gentle peck on her lips had her looking up at him happily. Sure she lost the bet and had to surrender herself to him..but it was fun ad some part of him cared for her and that made her feel good.<br><br>"Food" She announced with sudden abruptness. "I'm hungry...and I need a shower."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alsheriam</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 10:27:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'Course you do..!" Davlos smirked, tapping his finger against her sticky skin that was all sullied with their mingled sweat and love juices. He couldn't quite deny the fact that he utterly loved it, though. Even emphasis was placed on the fact when he leans down to drag his tongue along the midst of her cleavage, tasting her skin and taking his own sweet time with it, punctuating the air between them with his pleased, teasing purrs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (Loosely-based on EVE) Pirates in space, oh my! [Alsheriam &amp; midnightkitty]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>midnightkitty</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 14:20:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zarnae writhed under him, feeling the beginnings of her want come back to her..but she also really wanted a shower. Smiling like a cat that just got its cream she ran her fingertips through his hair "Come have a shower with me..I want to taste you under the water.." she murmured in his ear.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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