16 Jan 2006, 12:35
::EIGHT::
A hot shower isn’t something I get to enjoy all that often. Normally, there’s too many other people around, and I don’t have the time. Turn it up as hot as I can stand it. I get the feeling she’s going to avoid me, as much as possible. Not that I’d mind too much being interrupted by her right now. She could help me take care of this itch, before I end up hurting her. Been walking around with a hard on since I pinned her back there, after killing the mercs. She’s got a lot of fight in her, for being so small. Wonder what she’d be like if she wasn’t angry when I did it.
The thought of her standing over that merc, making a play of covering up. That soft low growl, is what finally does it for me. Lean against the cold tile wall of the shower, one last stroke, I come hard, a handful of soap, and the sound of her in my head. Wash off, not quite satisfied. It’s just left me wanting more.
Back up front, after getting dressed. She hasn’t turned on any lights since I saw her last, or it would show up here. In fact, she’s turned a few off. Wonder just how well she sees in the dark. Maybe I’ll have to go play with her and find out. She used the shower at the other end. I guess while I was having mine. The cameras here don’t work in the dark. A shame. The door lock tipped me off. Picturing her hot and wet isn’t helping me any. Fuck.
I have to get cleaned up. He said he wouldn’t hurt me, which isn’t the same thing as not being hurt. A quick look through the ship. He’s spaced the mercs. And the dogs. I wouldn’t have believed that would hurt so much, but it does. He sprayed the blood off the floor. I don’t spend a lot of time in the shower. I’m not exactly safe here. Comb. Toothbrush.
One of the rooms belonged to the big merc. Rummage around, try to find something a little bigger to wear. A black sweatshirt, to help me cover up a little. Take the blanket off the bed. I have no intention of staying in a room somewhere, lock or no lock.
I have to get Dog some water, make my way to the galley.
I stand just in the doorway, resting my hands on either side, letting her get used to the idea of me being there. She smelled me before she saw me. Provided she can actually see at all in this light. I’m going to have to find out how well she can see in here, at some point. She’s kneeling on the floor, pouring water in a dish for the dog. Found something a little bigger to wear. I have the feeling it isn’t entirely to keep warm. I guess I’m having an effect on her too. Good.
“Anise…”
She doesn’t jump, just gets up slowly, stroking the dogs head as she does. I stay in the doorway. The only way out. I make a move to turn up the lights, just watching her as she puts her head down to the side, getting ready for it. Definitely doesn’t like light. I drop my hand from the switch.
“How much can you see in the dark?”
Move up a little, to the edge of the island in the middle of the room. The dog cowers back further, sliding along the wall, and around me, running out of the room. A flicker of sadness on her face, betrayal, and then it’s gone. Set about making coffee, never taking my eyes off her the entire time. She still hasn’t answered me. Maybe I just need to ask a simpler question.
“Can you see at all? Talk to me Anise.”
Pour her a cup of coffee, easing the cup down the short counter to her. Only a few feet between us now. I stay completely still, as she reaches out for it, her eyes on me the whole time. Takes a sip, her back pressed to the back wall. I can feel everything in her wanting to run. Slowly ease forward. If I reached out just a little, I could grab her.
I get to the edge of the island closest to her and she bolts, around the other side, running for the door. I expected it, and I’m on her the second she’s out of the way of the island. My hand on her back pushes her into the floor, keeps her from turning over and biting me. Drop my full weight on her, a small part of me regretting the gasp as the wind gets knocked out of her. I really don’t want to hurt her. But if she bit me, I would have to.
I can feel her tense under me, as she slowly starts to get her breath back. I make a point of not moving any more than I have to, so she doesn’t panic, but I don’t let her up either. Her breathing returns to normal, a little faster than usual, but normal.
Keep one hand over her right wrist, just weight, not pressure. Keep her pinned to the floor. Straddle her ass, the weight of my chest enough to keep her where she is. Let my left hand move down her waist, under her shirt. Her skin jumps at the contact, but she stills quickly. She’s not stupid, and won’t fight me when she’s so disadvantaged.
The right side of her face presses into the floor, looking at me over her left shoulder. My lips almost touch her left ear, the delicate line under her jaw. Drop my voice. I know the effect it has on women.
“You didn’t answer me, Anise. How much can you see in the dark.”
I know she probably can’t answer it. Getting one word out was awkward enough. Sometimes it’s not about getting answers. Nuzzle her neck, her pulse speeds up a bit. Not fear.
All I want her to say is yes. She says it once, it’ll get easier. Lips actually brush her ear this time. My hand slips a little further up, to just under her breast.
“Do you want me to keep the lights off, Anise?”
A nod.
“Say it out loud for me.”
“…Yes…”
That deep voice again, I can feel myself harden, pressing into her ass. Still no fear from her. I press a little harder, my hand slipping over her breast to pull at her nipple. She growls, making my hips buck into her a little, before I can settle my nerves. Not angry, and still no fear. My thoughts flicker to the merc that she played so well, and I wonder if I’m playing with fire here.
“Are you going to bite me?” Kiss her neck this time, pressing harder with my hips. Her nipple is hard in my hand, and her own hips raise up, the tiniest bit, to mine. Shakes her head no.
“I’m not going to hurt you, but I am going to fuck you, Anise.”
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Descent 8
16 Jan 2006, 12:35
::EIGHT::
A hot shower isn’t something I get to enjoy all that often. Normally, there’s too many other people around, and I don’t have the time. Turn it up as hot as I can stand it. I get the feeling she’s going to avoid me, as much as possible. Not that I’d mind too much being interrupted by her right now. She could help me take care of this itch, before I end up hurting her. Been walking around with a hard on since I pinned her back there, after killing the mercs. She’s got a lot of fight in her, for being so small. Wonder what she’d be like if she wasn’t angry when I did it.
The thought of her standing over that merc, making a play of covering up. That soft low growl, is what finally does it for me. Lean against the cold tile wall of the shower, one last stroke, I come hard, a handful of soap, and the sound of her in my head. Wash off, not quite satisfied. It’s just left me wanting more.
Back up front, after getting dressed. She hasn’t turned on any lights since I saw her last, or it would show up here. In fact, she’s turned a few off. Wonder just how well she sees in the dark. Maybe I’ll have to go play with her and find out. She used the shower at the other end. I guess while I was having mine. The cameras here don’t work in the dark. A shame. The door lock tipped me off. Picturing her hot and wet isn’t helping me any. Fuck.
I have to get cleaned up. He said he wouldn’t hurt me, which isn’t the same thing as not being hurt. A quick look through the ship. He’s spaced the mercs. And the dogs. I wouldn’t have believed that would hurt so much, but it does. He sprayed the blood off the floor. I don’t spend a lot of time in the shower. I’m not exactly safe here. Comb. Toothbrush.
One of the rooms belonged to the big merc. Rummage around, try to find something a little bigger to wear. A black sweatshirt, to help me cover up a little. Take the blanket off the bed. I have no intention of staying in a room somewhere, lock or no lock.
I have to get Dog some water, make my way to the galley.
I stand just in the doorway, resting my hands on either side, letting her get used to the idea of me being there. She smelled me before she saw me. Provided she can actually see at all in this light. I’m going to have to find out how well she can see in here, at some point. She’s kneeling on the floor, pouring water in a dish for the dog. Found something a little bigger to wear. I have the feeling it isn’t entirely to keep warm. I guess I’m having an effect on her too. Good.
“Anise…”
She doesn’t jump, just gets up slowly, stroking the dogs head as she does. I stay in the doorway. The only way out. I make a move to turn up the lights, just watching her as she puts her head down to the side, getting ready for it. Definitely doesn’t like light. I drop my hand from the switch.
“How much can you see in the dark?”
Move up a little, to the edge of the island in the middle of the room. The dog cowers back further, sliding along the wall, and around me, running out of the room. A flicker of sadness on her face, betrayal, and then it’s gone. Set about making coffee, never taking my eyes off her the entire time. She still hasn’t answered me. Maybe I just need to ask a simpler question.
“Can you see at all? Talk to me Anise.”
Pour her a cup of coffee, easing the cup down the short counter to her. Only a few feet between us now. I stay completely still, as she reaches out for it, her eyes on me the whole time. Takes a sip, her back pressed to the back wall. I can feel everything in her wanting to run. Slowly ease forward. If I reached out just a little, I could grab her.
I get to the edge of the island closest to her and she bolts, around the other side, running for the door. I expected it, and I’m on her the second she’s out of the way of the island. My hand on her back pushes her into the floor, keeps her from turning over and biting me. Drop my full weight on her, a small part of me regretting the gasp as the wind gets knocked out of her. I really don’t want to hurt her. But if she bit me, I would have to.
I can feel her tense under me, as she slowly starts to get her breath back. I make a point of not moving any more than I have to, so she doesn’t panic, but I don’t let her up either. Her breathing returns to normal, a little faster than usual, but normal.
Keep one hand over her right wrist, just weight, not pressure. Keep her pinned to the floor. Straddle her ass, the weight of my chest enough to keep her where she is. Let my left hand move down her waist, under her shirt. Her skin jumps at the contact, but she stills quickly. She’s not stupid, and won’t fight me when she’s so disadvantaged.
The right side of her face presses into the floor, looking at me over her left shoulder. My lips almost touch her left ear, the delicate line under her jaw. Drop my voice. I know the effect it has on women.
“You didn’t answer me, Anise. How much can you see in the dark.”
I know she probably can’t answer it. Getting one word out was awkward enough. Sometimes it’s not about getting answers. Nuzzle her neck, her pulse speeds up a bit. Not fear.
All I want her to say is yes. She says it once, it’ll get easier. Lips actually brush her ear this time. My hand slips a little further up, to just under her breast.
“Do you want me to keep the lights off, Anise?”
A nod.
“Say it out loud for me.”
“…Yes…”
That deep voice again, I can feel myself harden, pressing into her ass. Still no fear from her. I press a little harder, my hand slipping over her breast to pull at her nipple. She growls, making my hips buck into her a little, before I can settle my nerves. Not angry, and still no fear. My thoughts flicker to the merc that she played so well, and I wonder if I’m playing with fire here.
“Are you going to bite me?” Kiss her neck this time, pressing harder with my hips. Her nipple is hard in my hand, and her own hips raise up, the tiniest bit, to mine. Shakes her head no.
“I’m not going to hurt you, but I am going to fuck you, Anise.”
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