Freelancers:Tight Quarters (see OOC to join/info)

[PaintaPicture]

As soon as Lili and Raylene walked into the dump of the bar her eye was caught by a few men and women that seemed to have some money they needed to be relieved of. Lili watched as Raylene let go of her arm and wondered over to them. She wasnt to upset and just walked up to the bar, once again not planning on paying and ordered a shot and a beer this time under the name, 'Kissa'. The shot was bitter and had a strange after taste and the beer was cheap.

She felt eyes from everyone at the bar on her. She sat down in her chair pulling her leath coat closer around her body. Her guns and knives were still on her, she hadnt lost any in the 'scuffle' at the last bar, thank God. She let her hair down, and the long black braid of hair fell down once again between her shoulder blades. She sipped her beer and watched Raylene flirt and such. She kept her eyes peeled at everyone else in the bar, their eyes felt like fire on her as she felt as if she was being stared down.

She was getting paranoid, and it was a bit obvious. Since she had just met up with a murderess she knew she might bit on the radar a bit more than she used to be is she had been seen. Her bounty also popped into her head, and how she needed to check it badly. What was it the last time she checked? Who was asking to bring her in these days? These among many other question came to her mind as she sat there looking around try to act cool. Most of the looks she started to get back were of men looking to get laid. She obivously wasnt a 'paid-lady' by her looks, cargo pants, leather jackets, boots and tight t-shirts werent usually what got guys going...but her breasts where. She sat there drinking and ordering another beer, her thirst for some kind of action still not satisfied.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jaynnah snickered as she took the signal that it was her call to fuck their “friend” or not. Both she and Desum, knew exactly what “Leasor” wanted. The idea was appealing, after all it really had been a few hours since she had a tumble with Desum. She was just about to take Leasor up on the offer when Desum took a call. She didn’t like the idea of Desum and Ace being left alone together, that meant Ace would get a chance at tying her in their little side bet.

The mention of his brother brought a chuckle from her throat and drew her attentions away from her dilemma. She’d never met the notorious little baby of the family, but she had eavesdropped on enough of his com calls to know the two liked to battle each other like two men in a pissing contest.

“Well, looks like you’ll have a family reunion soon,” she winked. Jaynnah rose from the table and downed the rest of her drink. “I’ll go with Leasor and get the paperwork we need. Meet ya back at the ship in. . .” she looked toward Leasor and then back to Desum, “a few hours?”

Licking her lips she tugged her shirt down and knew her nipples were proudly perked up for any and every appreciative glance tossed her way. “Ready?” she asked as she slipped her way from Desum’s side and moved to Leasor’s.

 

[magbeam]

Malcor ignored Desum's antics with his commpad and brother, assuming it was just a code or charade of some sort that meant something to them but was intended to decieve him. Well, fair enough, they were all criminals and honor among thieves was as outdated an ideal as knightly chivalry or compassionate conservatism from the tales of ancient Homeworld. Besides, with things the way they were, better he could plausibly deny that they were hiding something from him, the Good Shepherd prevent such a series of events of occuring that would require him to answer the law on such a matter. And it wasn't as if he hadn't hidden anything from them, 'Laesor' thought wryly.

As Desum talked, Malcor kept his eyes on Zailya, darting between her face and mammas, both sweet looking, both built to get fucked. He already felt his cock stirring within his pants, and shifted to get more comfortable, although not caring if they noticed or not - girl like that used to it, probably even finds it a compliment. They all stood, preparing to go their separate ways, and dropped a few chits on the table as Zailya eyed him, then sadled up to his side after telling Desum she'd be a few hours. His cock went from a simple twitch to full-blown erection, and he didn't bother to hide the shit-eating grin on his face. Oh yes, he would be getting very, very lucky today.

"I'll make sure she gets back in one piece, Desum, my friend," Malcor said, wrapping his arm around her waist, just high enough that his hands could rest above the nice swell of her ass. "Enjoy your reunion." And with that they were off, Malcor hustling her out of the cafe a bit quicker than was polite...But he was eager, and so was she, the way her landing lights were on.

As soon as they were a few steps outside and away from Desum, Malcor couldn't resist any longer, and let the hand around her waist reach down to cup her ass. "So, little Zailya, what exactly is it that you do on Desum's ship? He was a bit vague on the point." To emphasize, he took the opportunity to squeeze the cheek he was holding.

 

[Tseranc]

Desum chuckled at the man's comment about the condition the woman would return in, “Wish I could make the same promise for you buddy.” And he walked away, amused enough to push thoughts of his brother out of his mind. Maybe the guy would take his own comment wrong, and think it a threat. Either way it'd be funny, and he'd get the story out of Jaynnah later.

He took a air car back to the ship, and read up on the local news during the ride. It seems over on the opposite side of the planet, there had been a rather gruesome shooting. Maybe just a small bar fight for Ace...though no one would ever confuse her for a hit man with a gun; her aim was far to erratic to be called pro. He just sent out a silent pray that Arch wasn't anywhere near that excitement.

Aislinn was of course not with the ship, but out looking for parts. He looked up the repair vendors and made his way in that direction. The 'docks' area of a planet seldom seemed to change, no matter who was or wasn't in charge. Only a very few uniforms of the local guards to maintain the illusion of security. Security down here was always enforced by the locals. If you were good with a few shop keepers here, you could walk around unharmed, but if you had a bad rep with any of them; well there were plenty of dark alleys and empty cargo containers.

It didn't take him long to find Aislinn, try as the young one might, she stood out. At least with the rifle and other weapons that she appeared more handy with they was fact, no one bothered her. He greeted her with a pinch on her tight ass, “Enjoying your stroll Ace? Jaynnah is out putting some finishing touches on our latest job, which we have,” he put in defensively. “So I figured I'd help ya shop, coordinate repairs then maybe stop in a local watering hole for a drink.” He wondered if his smile hid the schemes he had. She was so fierce in a fight, well in most anything she did. But he found it a true joy, and hell of a turn on, to watch the little woman in a scuffle. But then cracking jaws himself got the blood pumping.

 

[save_marla]

Aislinn yelped and squirmed away from her Captain’s teasing pinch, and sang a little made-up tune, “Rich, so rich! I can afford to be a bitch!” then came back to throw her arms around Desum’s neck, pressing a wet congratulatory kiss on his cheek. “Wicked. I’m gonna buy myself a cabin boy.”

She danced back to show him the parts she’d already procured, and pointed eagerly to a badly-marked, dilapidated clapboard shack on the corner. “Your advice, about being mean? Didn’t work. I got a much better deal being nice.” Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she admitted a bit bashfully, “I was pretty nice.”

“Anyway, they told me about this other place we should check out. Good prices, also nice guys, they said. And then I want a beer.” She tossed her curls brashly. “And your cock, Cap'n. I spent hours and hours in that cramped little cockpit, and I’m dy-y-yyying for some fun.”

Ace reached over and casually cupped his bulge, a little smirk twisting on her lips. “Anyway - I owe ya, don't I?"

 

[Tseranc]

He took it in stride, with a grin that would put the Cheshire cat to shame; or so he had read. Trying to play it cool, like they weren't talking about fucking like animals in the middle of a busy street, “I've never seen such an cute face spout off the things you do hun, and still look so bloody innocent.”

She she stepped away to point out where she had been 'nice' and where there was further business to be done, he motioned for her to lead the way. “Sounds like you got a great plan, I wouldn't dare change a thing.” He chuckled, partially from her antics, and partially from her desire for a beer leading to his favorite foreplay...a good fight. “Lead on love.” He always tried walking behind her; better view.

Following along, he decided she was doing well enough purchasing parts that he shouldn't hinder her progress, and would play it her way...mostly.

Walking into the next shop with the 'nice guys', he let her do the talking, all he did was lean up against the door frame with an amused smile and his arms crossed; one palm resting on a blaster pistol, the other on a throwing knife. He was never any good at being very good, and expected the same of others.

 

[deathlynx]

Arch sighed as he slipped out of yet another bar. Still no sign of his mark. He could make his life a little easier and try to ask through underground channels if anyone had seen Raylene around, where she liked to hang out, even attempt to make contact with a supposed job for her. Unfortunately, that plan entailed far too much risk for a solo agent. If he had his crew along for the ride he probably would have gone that route. The problem was that the same underground informants were just as likely to sell her the information that someone was on her trail. And if he set up a meet, she would be on guard. He wanted to catch her at play.

As Arch swept into the next bar, his duster floated around him. As usual, the bottom button of the coat was undone to leave him plenty of room to draw his pistol if trouble erupted. It also left his tight black pants revealed and his near trademark turquoise tank top concealed. His hair is pulled back, but his hand goes to his jaw-line, and the stubble that he still hasn't had time to shave. He shook his head, mournful of his appearance, and headed to the bar. It was probably a good thing that he had a mark to find. When he looked this scruffy, he rarely had much luck with women.

After he tossed money on the counter and got a beer, he turned around to scope the place. He probably had enough time to check out this place for a half an hour or so before he had to move on. He would only have time for one more bar before they closed. Of course, with the new government, there might not be a curfew on the bars around here. He should have checked.

Suddenly he spotted her. The hair was too distinctive not to be her. His recognition was obvious for a moment, but he quickly schooled his face. His mark faced away from him, so he didn't need to worry that she knew he was onto him. He continued his turn and moved away from the bar to find a table where he could watch her surreptitiously. He planned to tail her and get the jump on her soon after she left the bar; not too long that she could spot him tailing her, but just far enough to avoid the crowds.

 

[PaintaPicture]

As Lili stood at the bar a new man walked in, he was familiar...distinctive. He ordered and sat down at a table, eyeing her new friend and fellow villain. She searched her memory and remembered him as she had walked out of the bar from the shooting he was walking in. This time she got a better look at him, he was attractive for a cop...or whatever he was. He kept his eye on the target, Raylene. But in the crime 'business' there was a certain amount of respect, she wanted to get this guy away from both of them, but how was the question; She knew she would have to be smart, and sexy.

Lili grabbed her beer and took a quick sip and made her way over to this new man's table, she walked slowly, but not too slow and pulled her jacket over her guns, the only 2 visible, and took a seat in front of him blocking his view of Raylene.
"hey there...you looked lonely...i wanted to change that."
She spoke softly but with meaning and gave him a small smile. She could play cute when she wanted too, but vicious and dirty was her favorite. If anything she might get a good lay outta this guy, take his money and ship and continue on with life like she usually did. Unless this one puts up a fight, and she deffinately didnt mind that, it should be pretty easy to get what she wants from him.

 

[deathlynx]

Arch sensed someone approach, a woman from the gait, but the manner was so laid back that he expected them to pass him by. He couldn't have been more surprised when the woman stopped directly between him and his mark. Since he made sure not to directly face Raylene, the new woman seemed to be trying for a more subtle approach than direct. His thoughts were confirmed when she sat down and spoke.

What do you do when a woman approaches you? Arch wasn't used to this scenario. He knew he wasn't unattractive, but he certainly wasn't typically the man a woman would approach, unless of course he wore his formal clothing. But considering that he only wore that to the rare formal event, there were usually more attractive, not to mention more affluent, men in the room.

Worse still for Arch's confidence, the woman was quite attractive. He couldn't help but notice her strong body. He knew she could be trouble, but couldn't help but find himself attracted to her. Especially when he's gone without for this long. It's only been a week, but his ship was almost as relaxed as his brother's. His body immediately responded to her.

"Uh, yeah." He couldn't hide the surprise in his voice. Fortunately he did keep the suspicion hidden. After a moment he managed to school his expression once more. "I'm sorry, I was lost in my own little world. Feel free, I'd love some company!"

Now that Arch knew his mark really was in the area, it would be easier to keep an eye out for her. She would soon find it very difficult to get off planet as he surreptitiously used his wrist computer to put out a wanted poster at spaceport. If she was seen, flight control would delay her clearance and contact him. All for a hefty fee that was only a portion of her true worth.

Arch's smile widened as he turned his attention fully to the woman before him. "My name is Honor; Honor Pride." His smile became slightly embarrassed, a look he didn't have to practice too hard to get right. "I know, parents can be cruel."

 

[PaintaPicture]

She looked at him as he spoke, he sounded almost surprised as she had sat down and talked to him. He seem almost unprepared for what to do when a girl sits down and engages the conversation. For the most part he seemed pretty safe and cute. It was time to turn on her 'game' as she called it, to slowly turn up the flirting. She heard his name and automatically new it was fake, not that she could say anything because the name she was giving him was fake as well.
"Well it's nice to meet you Honor...my name is Kissa."

She pulled down her shirt ever so slightly and leaned into the table and took a sip of her beer, letting him get a nice look at her clevage. Lili was proud of her assets and liked to show them off. She flipped her long braid of hair so that it was resting between her shoulderblades once again.

She looked at his drink and hers and noticed they were close to being gone. She smiled sweetly and somehow pulled off a cute blush. This was killing her, most men she wanted to seduce she would threaten, or they threatened her and it was an insane wild fuck. She couldnt put a gun to his head and tell him what she wanted, he didnt seem to be that way, something was differnt about him.

"I see your running dry." she said it kind of nervously and then nodded to his beer.
"Whats your poison, i gotcha covered for your next drink." and she winked and then giggled slightly.

Pulling off cute and innocent was killing her on the inside, but it was easy to pull off and make convincing, she was hoping he'd buy every word she said and went along with everything. As long as no one recognized her or said her name or did anything to make her seem like the lethal woman that she was. She pulled her jacket around her curvy body a bit more, still giving him a good look at her clevage and waited patiently for his next words.

 

[deathlynx]

Arch couldn't help but stare as Lili leaned forward. Fortunately he knew it was the effect she was hoping for. She was actively flirting with him, and he couldn't help but respond exactly as she hoped for him to. He certainly didn't mind the growing bulge in his pants. Well, asside from the fact that it made the already tight pants even tighter. At this point he was equally glad and disappointed that the table blocked her view of it. On one hand it kept him from being embarassed. On the other hand, she didn't get to see exactly how easily she turned him on.

Unfortunately, just because Lili turned him on, and kept him reacting as she hoped, it didn't make it any easier for him to figure out how to respond. He was used to flirting, but usually as the agressor. Asside from that, he was most accustomed to dealing with marks. Those were easy, they fought until you had a gun to their head and they either gave up or died. Now he was out of his element. He found himself wishing he could simply get all of the flirting out of the way and get her back to a room somewhere. Once past the opening, he certainly had confidence in his skills.

Fortunately, Lili left Arch the perfect opening to turn the conversation around, or at least he hoped. "Well, just the piss this place calls beer. As for who's buying, I'll only let you pay if I get the next couple rounds. Two to one sounds fair to me, although we can always renegotiate later." The lopsided grin that crossed his face came automatically. Within his own mind he smacked his forehead. Renegotiate? Who the hell says that around these parts? You sound like either a hussler or a suit, and this is certainly not suit territory! Arch knew he was a businessman by nature, but he still tried to hide that fact as much as he could.

As he turns to flag down the overworked server, his coat shifts. The bottom tails of the duster slip from his lap to fall free and reveal the pistol strapped to his leg. It wasn't the most powerful sidearm around, but it's certainly well made, and very good for quick draws, especially with the custom holster he wears. Arch doesn't mind the effect, after all, in this area of town, it's better to be a hustler than a suit. While people's oppinion of him won't be all that flattering, at least he won't have to use the gun numerous times to keep from attempted robberies.

The server finally comes over and Arch waves the boy towards Lili. The message is clear, she can buy this round. As the server turns to her, Arch winks and gives her a flowery bow.

 

[PaintaPicture]

Lili kept the seductive smile as she felt his eyes crawl over her body. She liked the attention that he gave her. The most she got was an ass grab and a wink, but he didnt jump on her and start feeling her up like other men had, and she almost liked it, but wished he was slightly more ferocious...hopefully in the sack. And she couldnt lie that she was at the least a bit turned on. Imaging how he was in bed and how she hadnt been laid in well...that a subeject she didnt want to discuss, it had just been way too long.


She ordered another drink from the waitor and then saw his pistol. Without even thinking her instincts kicked in and she went to grab the gun on her side in it's holster then realized, before she could grab it, that she couldnt pull it on him or all hell would break lose so she let her hand move past it and played it off as she was reaching to scratch her back. But one of her guns was now exposed. She had to play it off.

"renegotiate? you sound like a businessman....and businessmen are usually smart. and i like a smart man."

She deffinately pulled that out of her ass, she felt and sounded like a cheap hooker trying to pay the bills. The waitor brought the beers and she took a sip of hers and looked back at him.

"cheers"

 

[deathlynx]

Arch noticed her gun and knew that its exposure was entirely due to the appearance of his. The speed with which she went for it showed excellent reactions. In fact, it showed professional reactions. Whoever this woman was, he assumed Kissa was as legitimate a name as Honor Pride, she was much more dangerous than the innocent persona that she attempted to portray. Even if she did play the role quite well.

That knowledge didn’t put Arch on edge, in fact it allowed him to relax. If she saw a dangerous life, no matter which side of the law she was on, most likely she wanted one of two things from him; sex or money. Even if she was a fellow Hunter, it could be money, if she thought they scoped the same mark. At the same time, she could be trying to play him. If that ended up being the case, well, he wouldn’t mind too much. It would be an interesting challenge. Either way, he knew exactly where he stood.

Arch’s shoulders relaxed visibly as he smiled back at her. He reached for his own beer, in salute, and made sure to keep his hands on the table where she could see them. “Nostravie!” Although fairly confident he could out-draw her, he rea;;y didn’t want to start a scene in the bar. Beyond the fact that any number of the others could be her compatriots, it would tip off Raylene to his face. From there it would be relatively simple to find out who he was, and more importantly, what he did.

“Well, sometimes I’m a businessman. Sometimes a hustler. Mostly, I’m what I need to be to get by in this galaxy. You know how it is.” Arch nodded in the direction of her gun. He decided to take a chance and skip ahead slightly. “You want to find somewhere more private? I can get a bottle of something from the bar and we could go out somewhere to get more acquainted.” His smile was genuine, but he let his eyes travel back down her body as he said it. He devoured every curve of her body, and imagined the feel of her pinned beneath him.

He knew what he was hoping for and figured the direct approach was the best way to find out if she was too.

 

[PaintaPicture]

She watched him as he had made the mental note of how she had reacted to his gun. She saw his shoulders drop and looked slightly more relaxed. When she saw him tension go down, so did hers. Both of them new nothing on the other, she new she could kill him if she needed too. But the thing was, how deadly was he? He carried a gun, and was scoping out Raylene. He could've been checking her out, or wanting to get that pretty bounty on her head.

As she sipped on her beer he nodded to her gun, "You know how it is.” he had said. She new exactly what he meant. She was always on the run, always looking over her shoulder, never being able to sit and rest without thinking 10 steps ahead. She was doing it now, and probably would until she died, since she was convinced she would never ever go to prison.

She heard his proposal to go somewhere else that was private and get "more acquainted" as he had said. She smiled at this and watched him as once again his eyes traveled over her curves. Where they'd go, she didnt know, and she was hoping whatever he was going to grab from the bar was going to be good. She sort of giggled internally at that thought, she wasnt that picky but she sometimes pretended to be.

"Yeah, lets go....get to know each other."

And she winked at him and smirked. She knew she didnt have to put on an act anymore, but she was horny, after not having sex in awhile, she was deffinately excited. She stood up out of her chair adjusting her jacket again and zipping it up slightly. She looked at him and let him take all of her in, in fll view.

"c'mon, what're you waiting for?"
And she smiled at him again.

 

[deathlynx]

What a view! Arch nearly missed her final statement as he stared at her. A multitude of possibilities flashed through his mind as he looked at her body. With each, his pants grew tighter still. It was now very uncomfortable, and rather noticeable.

His smile was rather suave, an expression he did have to practice, as he stood. With a fluid motion, he caught the edge of his coat and held it closed. Not only did this conceal the weapon from the rest of the bar, but also masked the degree of lust that raged through him. Lili would certainly be close enough to notice, especially if she lived around the law as he suspected. Still, he didn't mind that either. He was well endowed, and rarely got complaints. After all, he tried to make sure his partners enjoyed themselves as much as he did.

He couldn't help but swagger slightly as he approached the bar. A quick scan of the available bottles left Arch uninspired. He wished he had thought to bring a decent wine. But that would require them to head to the ship, and he didn't trust her enough to reveal that to her. He spotted a half decent whisky and paid an exorbitant price for the true worth of the mediocre alcohol.

He returned to Lili and presented the bottle with a shrug. The implication was clear, it was the best they had. Arch smiled and waved an arm towards the door. "I've got a room a little ways away that we could use. However I'm sure we could find someplace a little more neutral, so as not to impugn the honor of such a lovely young woman."

Arch added a wink to the last bit. Whether criminal or bounty hunter, she would have little honor in the eyes of the average citizen. At best, bounty hunters were an embarrassing social necessity. However, they most often made a joke of that sentiment themselves. The thought brought Desum's incessant attempts to steer him into legitimate business and he had to fight to keep the frown from his face.

 

[PaintaPicture]

While Arch had walked over to grab some booze Lili stood back a little bit and pulled her sunglasses out and put them on and looked over at him and stand next to him while he got the whiskey. She then saw the rather large bulge that had grown in his pants and smiled then flashed the smile at him, as she saw the bottle and just kinda shrugged. As they made their way to the door, he offered a room that he knew of, but wanted some place more neutral. She didnt get that, was he already onto her? Was he a bounty hunter, she hoped he was just another dumb cop, and stuck with that idea to calm herself.

"I have no honor anymore"
and she kind of smirked as she twisted his words back to him.
"...you know how it is."

They got outside and she grabbed his arm and pressed herself against him softly and dragged her lips against his neck gently and then whispered to his ear,
"I dont like beating around the bush, so where would you like to...take me?"

She pulled back from him and looked at him through her sunglasses. Her eyes are what always gave her away so she kept the hidden best she could. He was cute, armed, and probably had some money she'd like to make hers. Lili hoped she wasnt moving TO quickly for him, but she did see and feel how horny he was and she felt the exact same. Her mind was thinking about how she would hide the rest of her weapons from him for the rest of the night...but that wasnt her main concern at the moment.

 

[deathlynx]

Arch laughed as she admitted the truth of her honor and nodded. "I know all too well," he admitted with a chuckle. They quickly managed to get outside when she made her suggestion. He shivered slightly at the feel of her lips on his neck and decided to throw caution to the wind.

As Lili stepped back, he tracked her movements with a calculated ease. His hands came up quickly to grab her by the shoulders, hampered only by the whisky, spin her and carefully throw her backwards against the wall. He pressed his entire body against her and let her feel exactly how much he wanted her as it thrust between them, restrained only by his tight pants.

Arch leaned his head down. He let his teeth graze suggestively against her neck and even nipped lightly a couple of times. Finally, his head pulled up slightly so that his mouth rested next to Lili's ear. He shifted his hips so that the bulge slid where the soft curves of her legs converged. "I would like to take you right here and now, but I think my room would suffice."

He pulled her from the wall, but his arms shifted to keep her held tight against him. Given the difference in size, she might be able to break the hold on her own, but only likely if she had cybernetic enhancements or a serious degree of martial arts. As he held her, to see what she would do, his free hand slid down to examine her butt. It was the one part of her anatomy he hadn't had the privilege to investigate at great length yet.

 

[PaintaPicture]

After making her own move he made his. She felt herself thrown against the wall and then his body pressed against her. Feeling his manhood pressed against her as his teeth nipped at her skin. She then felt her self whipped off the wall but still tightly against him.Hearing his idea about wanting her right there and feeling his large bulge against her, really turned her on. She trys to move from his grip, realizing it would take more than a tough wiggle to get away from him, and she didnt want to fight it, she didnt really have a reason too.

She then felt his hand traveling to her ass. The cargo pants she wore, didnt really do much for her, they were loose and baggy and sat low on her hips. Lili let him feel her body, letting him feel the girl that would soon be beneath him.

"So this room you have." and she moved her hands to the back of his neck and massaged it softly. "I'd like to see it soon." she then wraped one of her long legs around his waist. She couldnt show him how aroused she was, like he could but she deffinately was, and didnt want to procastinate any longer.

She had to make sure she didnt let her guard down too much like she had in the past, which was an almost fatal ending for her. This guy seemed nice and knew where she came from, hell he could be a criminal like her. But she wasnt going to let good sex cloud her thought process.

 

[deathlynx]

It was all Arch could do to keep from spinning the woman and letting his hand drive between her legs. Her ass was smooth and firm, beneath the bulky clothing, but not too hard. With the simple contact, images flashed through his mind. It would be difficult for anyone to spot his hand if it slipped between the billowing cargo pants and her creamy flesh. They would appear no more than a relaxed couple as they leaned against the wall and smoked, but he would be building her desire with every tortured moment. If only he knew how she wanted it.

When Lili’s leg slipped around him, Arch had all the answer he needed. His eyes flashed with fiery lust and he grinned at her request. His hand, shifted to support her leg as she moved it, crept in and subtly began to massage slow circles through the crotch of her pants. His grip was firm and he applied just enough pressure to work through the material without crushing her. It was clear the outfit wasn’t foreign to him.

After a few moments of torment, he released her leg and waved, with his mischievous hand, in the direction of his room. The other arm, still with whisky in hand, wrapped around to support her back as they walked. Once more he entertained thoughts of fingering the woman as they traveled. Likely she wouldn’t be all that impressed with the room, it was fairly Spartan after all, but he had made sure the bed was comfortable and the walls thick enough to mask all but gunshots. The room might not impress her, but there was nothing there that would diminish her enjoyment. And his own skills should more than make up for the drab environment.

 

[PaintaPicture]

Lili kept her leg wrapped around him for a moment and then saw the glow in his eyes, he knew what she wanted...exactly what she wanted. His hand traveled south rubbing in soft circles and she got a tingle traveling down her spine. Her leg was then released and they began their walk towards his room. His arm rested gently on her back guiding her towards the place where they would soon fuck.

They kept walking in silence, and ideas and thought traveled to her head. How cautious did she have to be with this guy? He seemed basically harmless and just horny. She looked him over and smiled.
"mind if i ask ya something?"
she Didnt really wait for him to reply and just asked anyways.
"Since i want to make sure i moan out the right name" and she kissed his neck.
"And i know the name 'Honor Pride' is a load of tripe...whats your real name babe?"
She giggled slightly and rested her head on his shoulder waiting for an answer, trying to play kinda cute.

She figured they were close and she wanted to see if she knew his name and if it stood out as someone she should be warry of. Some guys were 'famous' in the crime world as people you didnt want to fuck with...or fuck for that matter. If he didnt want to tell her, or said his name was real, she'd go with it and try not to push him to tell her.

 

[deathlynx]

Arch smiled. Once he saw her gun, he knew she wouldn't have fallen for his alias. "Caught that did you? My name's Arch. Never hurts to be cautious around these parts." Arch wasn't a truly rare name, but certainly not common. Depending on her profession, she might have heard of him. She was much more likely to recognize his nickname, ‘The Gator,' or his last name thanks to his brother, but that's why he stuck to first name only.

He certainly wasn't the most prolific, or high profile, bounty hunter but he and his crew had gotten their fair share of marks. If she was a criminal and not a hunter, he may have picked up someone she knew. If she was a fellow hunter, he might have scooped her. Either way it was likely she had only heard of him by chance.

As he responded, his hand traveled down to cup and squeeze her ass. He couldn't help it. He missed his delightful crew. The thought didn't disparage Lili in any way, she easily had a body to match the women of his ship. In fact, the novelty should be quite interesting! It should even make up for the lack of intimate knowledge. He knew exactly what his crew liked, just as they knew him.

Arch led Lili into the moderate residence. When the doors of the lift closed, to leave them unobserved, he spun around. He faced her, from inches away, and placed a hand on the wall behind her to either side of her head. She seemed to like a more forceful partner and he was more than willing to give her that. As he leaned closer, his hips pressed against hers. Once more she could feel exactly how much he wanted her.

He let his lips hover before her suggestively. Some people did not want to kiss on a hook up. He understood that; it helped to distance the event from intimacy. Arch didn't have a problem with it, he found it added to the passion and intensity of the night.

 

[PaintaPicture]

As she told her his name she thought for a moment, as well as feeling his hands on her ass. His name sounded vaguely familiar but she couldnt figure out from where she had heard it. And she didnt really care one way or another. The nice part was, he didnt ask for hers, because chances were he had heard of her. Well, depending who he was and what he 'did' he had heard of her. She was a popular mark, hard to catch and last time she checked she was also worth a pretty penny.

As she was whisked inside, she felt his quick movements, and once again felt his cock wanting to be free'd from his tight garments pressing aginst her. She grew hot. She hadnt felt the pleasure of a man inside her in such a long time. Arch hadnt kissed her, but she felt the pressence of his lips there.

Lili then slyly moved her hand down to his large bulge massaging it through his pants and staring into his eyes with a sexy look on her face. Her hand moving up and down over the material seeing how long he could stand there and take it without whipping her onto the bed/ground/table or anything and wripping her clothes off. Hopefully he'd be nicer than the last guy she slept with and not completely tare her clothes.

She turned her head running her lips over the stubble on his cheek and giving a soft breath on it. Still stroking him and on of her hands moving to her breasts massaging it herself, her nipples already hard. She wanted it so bad. She wanted him so bad.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Jaynnah rolled her shoulders after pulling her hair back into a thick braid and tossing it over her shoulder. “Mmm. . . very nice,” she told Leasor, before bending down and running her tongue along his limp cock. “Another time?” she asked, receiving only a snicker ‘fuckkk yeah’ as her answer. She gathered up the papers as well as a few other tidbits that Leasor had offered her once she agreed to do a few of his more outrageous fantasies and headed back to the ship. Her grin was wide and knowing as was the way she walked.

Back at the ship Jaynnah dropped off Desum’s “purchases” on his desk and headed to the shower, where she was able to spend time washing away the evidence of her romp. As she did, she recalled the intricate knots Leasor had taught her and how he had been surprised to see her learn them so swiftly from him and counter his vigorous moves to subdue her. In the end Leasor had worn the restraints and Jaynnah had commanded quite a lot out of the man beneath her. Out of the shower Jaynnah went to the kitchens and began to work on what she felt would suffice for her and the others for a nice evening meal.

 

[landiek]

“I've never seen such an cute face spout off the things you do hun, and still look so bloody innocent.”

I betcha think that alot. I've got that look.... makes you think I'm a goody goody girl." She flashed that Shirley Temple grin that gave her even more of an impish reflection.

“Sounds like you got a great plan, I wouldn't dare change a thing.” He chuckled, partially from her antics, and partially from her desire for a beer leading to his favorite foreplay...a good fight. “Lead on love.”

Ace walked into the building with bright eyes but a sly hand at acheiving her goal with as little in return. Her bartering skills were remarkable to say the least as she negotiated for some parts she sought for a fair price. At least it sounded fair to the vendor. The haggling was more of a cinch as she shook hands with the short stocky fellow who greedily took the paultry amount of space coins she offered.

"Whatcha thinking about?" She asked the other man standing off to the left.

The second moved to Ace's left and shook his head eyeing her human features and her feminine form. A quick shake of the head meant another transaction was taking place but from appearances Ace wasn't in on the terms.

The first noticed the girl's bodyguard and suggested somewhere more private.

"What afraid I might be unable to handle the goods." Ace smarted off as she gripped her right pocket slowly. "Why I might get the impression that you fellas are tryin to swindle me outta somethin."

A few steps to the left and Ace brought her left leg off the ground striking the second man in the jaw, then facing the first with her gun in hand. "So do we have a deal?"

 

[Tseranc]

Events unfolded quickly, but Desum was not lost to the situation. As soon as Aislinn had a weapon drawn on the first fellow, he hand his own blaster pistol sweeping the room looking for any new unpleasant folk to appear as he made his way to his pilot's side.

As the fellow laid out on the ground began to stir, Desum put his boot across his throat and set the tip of his blaster between the unkind man's eyes. “Play dead, and be damned convincing about it, I'd hate to have to give ya pointers.”

He continued to scan the room as Ace dealt with the first man. Never halting his guard of the room in which they stood, he commented to his partner, “Hey Ace, if these gents are so willing to play games with us, how do we know those parts are good anyway? Maye you can convince your new friend there to be as forthcoming as possible about his products?”

The man below his foot tried to stir again, possibly reaching down for a weapon. Several options presented themselves to Desum, one included simply pulling the trigger and exploding the man's head; but discretion won out, no need to call attention to themselves with a dead body just yet. Instead he jumped slightly, bringing his heel down on the man's fingers, breaking at least three. No sooner did he land, and register the successful sound of the crunch, then did he bring the same boot across the mans face, rendering him unconscious.

“This one didn't wanna play, I wonder how many fingers it takes your friend to be nice?”