Sharpe's Exploits

[Steiner]

Major Richard Sharpe

Sharpe nodded "Might be wise to get a rest and some food before dinner. I don't know about you, but I always feel too cursed awkward to eat much at them, and Wellington keeps a dreadful table according to rumour."

Heading back to the Inn/HQ, Sharpe used some of Kate's money to procure a small room and some plain fare. Escorting the girl in his new uniform made Sharpe feel a little overdressed, but he couldn't argue with the fact that new clothes brought him more respect.

Finally seated across from her, in a room that was little more than a single old bed, a narrow table and two chairs, Sharpe saluted her with his wineglass before drinking.

 

[Katamari Roller]

Justine gave a loud moan followed by a pearly laughter as Alfonso attacked her. He was truely a cavalryman and the energy with which he leapt on her resembled the way he had charged her earlier today.

She pulled her legs up, wrapping them around his waist as she felt his manhood throb against her sex, the sensation making her moisten further.

Biting her lip in a suggestive manner as he ran his hands across her chest, kneading her breasts and even pinching her nipples through the tunic as she flexed her legs bringing him closer to her.

"Let it lose Alfonso."

She whispered the words, her eyes glazed as he kissed her again, sinking his teeth into her lip.

Alfonso exhaled a deep breath, as he closed his eyes and positioned himself. He lowered his face again to kiss Justine, half tender, half passionate, only a rubbing of lips, before broke the kiss and placed himself at her entranced. His hands took her legs, caressing them delicately as he rose them a bit so he could better make love to her.

He entered her slowly, grunting almost imperceptibly, his muscles tensing as his manhood filled her. When he was all the way in, he again opened his eyes to stare deep into Justine's. Alfonso was conscious that something in them created a link between him and Justine, and he couldn't help but wonder at what this would bring in the future. For now, though... he had other worries.

He thrusted slowly at first, letting her become accustomed to his member, not to mention him becoming accustomed to her velvety insides. He groaned as his thrusting became faster, rougher, and her flesh trembled under his constant movement.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Kate Savage

Returning his toast and smiling shyly as they were seated at the narrow table in the room. If she were to be honest Richard's tent offered more in terms of comfort than did this. But then again beggars can't be chosers.

"You look dashing Richard. I bet Lord Wellington will promote you just because of your new found style of dress"

Kate smiled as she extended her hand putting in on his. "Perhaps you ought to prepare the interrogation of Kate as well."

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers

Justine flexed her legs bringing him further inside her as she pulled at his tunic, wanting to feel his skin against hers.

Her lips found his again, tasting his tongue as she sank her teeth into his lower lip, teasing him as she felt the double friction from his thrusts.

"What do you do to bad girls Alfonso?"

Licking her lips, eyes partially closed as she once again flexed her legs applying pressure to his waist, making him gasp.

 

[Steiner]

Returning his toast and smiling shyly as they were seated at the narrow table in the room. If she were to be honest Richard's tent offered more in terms of comfort than did this. But then again beggars can't be chosers.

"You look dashing Richard. I bet Lord Wellington will promote you just because of your new found style of dress"

Kate smiled as she extended her hand putting in on his. "Perhaps you ought to prepare the interrogation of Kate as well."

Richard smiled. "Oh but I am preparing. Lord Wellington's seen me in all sorts of rags before, you don't think I got dressed up for him, do you?"

Taking her hand he leaned in close.

"I'm going to be right by your side, the whole evening, presenting you to Lords and worthy gentlemen from all sorts of Regiments and Countries as mine, tonight. You're going to be the most beautiful thing in the room and a good double handful of coronets and knighthoods are going to be panting at the thought of being with you. Then, I'll throw you over my saddle, gallop you back to the South Essex lines and interrogate you until morning."

His voice slowly dropped into an intimate whisper as he spoke, his lips coming closer and closer to her ear until he punctuated the end of the sentence by capturing her earlobe and lightly sucking on it.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Kate Savage

Giggling as his lips found her ear and his hands came to rest on her slender back. Feeling her breathing grow more laboured as the tingling sensation that signalled her arousal ran through her body.

Leaning forward to bestow a kiss to his cheek, inhaling the scent she'd come to associate with him. Gasping as he pulled her closer again.

"I care not for nobles Richard, I rather have the man raised from the ranks to share my bed. And as for Kate she has told me that she intends to be very stubborn indeed."

She giggled again as he kissed her nose and then her lips. Silencing her with his prying tongue.

 

[Steiner]

Major Richard Sharpe

Amazed at the change in Kate since this morning - the demure society bred lady turned quite insatiable - Richard wondered if he'd be able to keep up with her! Kate had no pressing business interests and cared not for society rumour - she could conceivably follow the army all the way to Paris.

Richard found himself wondering whether he would mind that, he sensed that he could get quite used to Kate's company. She was exciting, she was compassionate... He sighed a little, already sensing that this was a relationship that would pull at his heart more than most.

For now he gave himself to kissing her. Kissing her and wondering when the magical merry-go-round would come to a stop.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Captain Peter D'Alembord

London was not as merry as one would picture it, and for Captain D'Alembord of The Prince of Wales' own Volunteers it proved pure horror. Not that he didn't apprecieate the respite from the war, yet right now he felt that he'd rather face a French column than this.

The reason was Jane Sharpe, or rather more precisely, Mrs Jane Sharpe's liason with a certain Lord John Rossendale. D'Alembord had met the man brefly at Horse Guards. Nice enough but too much of a fop to be honest. D'Alembord had grown rough from the hardships of Spain and had a healthy dislike to pen pushers like Rossendale.

And now, he had seen Mrs Jane Sharpe with Lord John, flaunting the affair like there was no tomorrow.

Peter was a good man by all accounts and he considered Sharpe to be more than a commanding officer, Richard Sharpe was a friend, and as such he had the right to know.

That night he penned his observations, reinforcing his resolve with a generous amount of brandy.

Sharpe would not like this at all...

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Kate Savage

It was not that Kate didn't enjoy Richard's intimacies but the notion that they'd soon be dining with the lord Wellington as well as the rest of the general staff caused her to show a bit of restraint.

"I do think it would be a shame to crease your new uniform before Lord Wellington gets a chance to see you wear it."

Leaning over and kissing him again "and if the French colonel tries something we better be up and ready for it. I promise you will have your hands full by tonight Richard."

Kissing the tip of his nose as he used to do with hers as she reached for the bottle of wine, pouring him another glass "It does taste terrible but what can one do.."

 

[Katamari Roller]

Gasping at Justine's fierceness, Alfonso grinned. She certainly seemed to like being punished, quite funny having in mind her act earlier.

He moved one of his hands under her butt, and pinched her flesh. Gently at first, painfully but not too much. Then harder, constantly, as he sped up in his thrustings. His other hand, meanwhile, kneaded her breasts roughly through the tunic, seeking to give her something extra to feel.

His breathing became more rugged as the effort took its toll, and his orgasm approached. And he grinned at her, enjoying this. Alfonso knew he was extremely lucky to be making love to such a beautiful woman, and an enemy to boot. He was fortunate as of late, and perhaps this would last for a longer while...

"Ugh!" He felt Justine clench on his manhood, and Alfonso grew even more excited. Already sweating and panting with the effort, he grabbed her legs and pounded away as hard and fast as he could, watching Justine's face, the pleasure he offered showing on her visage...

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers

"Dont pinch, slap."

She bit his lip again, sharp teeth sinking into his flesh as she dug her nail into his back. His member stretching her walls as he picked up the pace, the friction both inside and outside making her glow as well as noisily profess her own pleasure.

Clenching her legs around his slender waist and as he pulled out of her turned to her side, making him roll over on his back. Getting on top of him, her fingers grabbing his manhood as she let herself sink down to engulf him.

"It's like breaking in a new mount Alfonso, first it bites and kicks but after it's shown who's in charge it will be a pure pleasure to ride."

Grinding her hips down against his, palms on his chest.

 

[Katamari Roller]

Alfonso groaned, feeling the sensations change. Now he really could treat Justine as the bad girl she was. Grabbing her hip with his left hand, he rested his right on her other hip. Grinning at her comments, he spanked her.

"So, I have to tame you, then?"

Alfonso spanked her again, and thrusted harder. Harder than ever. He gritted his teeth, the effort really making him fluster and pant. If Justine didn't kill him in the battlefield, she would probably kill him in bed. But he was not going to give her an easy fight, not at all...

Alfonso gritted his teeth harder. His orgasm was coming, and he was hard-pressed to keep it down. He apparently wasn't one to moan loud all the time, but the way he bared his teeth when gritting them, and the sweat dropping down his skin, the effort he was putting forth was obvious. He needed to do something to get her to cum...

Sliding his free hand up her body, under her tunic, he enjoyed touching her flesh. It gave way under his fingers, but not too easily. But when he reached her breasts, it was quite different. This time, he felt her flesh directly, and kneaded her tits roughly, as if not caring if he hurt her. He pinched her nipples too, wondering what her reaction to that would be.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers

"If you think you can tame me Alfonso"

His fingers pinching her nipple made her moan as she dug her nails into his chest again, almost breaking the skin as she did.

Feeling her climax approaching as his thrusts became more violent, his face showing the same determination as he hade done when she'd charged him earlier. Lips slightly parted, his teeth barred. His need so strong she felt she could almost touch it.

Leaning down, running her fingers through his hair as she kissed him, once more sinking her teeth into his lip until she could taste the metallic twinge as his blood splilled onto her lips, pushing her over the edge, grunting into his mouth as she came violently-

 

[Steiner]

Major Richard Sharpe

Richard grinned at Kate - always the careful one.

"Fair enough then. If you don't want to make me untidy then why don't you come with me to the bed? Not for that" he added with a grin "just hold me and lay with me and let me get used to the way you feel."

He kicked his boots off and stretched out on the bed, holding one arm out to her invitingly. "Besides, it'll be more comfortable than those damn chairs..."

As she settled in next to him, he held her lightly and revelled in the feel of her slimness in his arms. Kate was truly a marvel, he decided, and he held her quietly, letting his thoughts slip to the dinner that evening and what lay beyond...

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Kate Savage

Kate didn't reply but slid wordlessely down beside him on the bed. resting her head on his shoulder as she placed her hand on his chest.

She could feel his heart beat, the rhytm soothing as she lay quietly in his embrace. Kate had had a sheltered life, with the exception of the dreadful events around the crossing of the River Douro there had been little excitement in her life. Her parents had not encouraged her to show emotions, deeming that a good Protestant girl ought not to do such things.

And now, laying next to a man who was married she felt just that surge of emotions that had been denied her for so long.

Pulling him closer to herself as she buried her face at his neck, trying to stifle the sobs that she felt welling up in her throat. She was in love with him and the knowledge that he was married to another was almost too much to bear

 

[Katamari Roller]

A sharp pain erupted in his lips, but it didn't last long, as Alfonso felt Justine cum. She writhed and shook, and what was worse, her insides again gripped him hard. Alfonso tried to control himself, but he couldn't. Not that he really put that much effort behind it, though. The pressure he felt in his manhood was relieved multiple times as more and more of his seed travelled through it, looking for an exit.

Alfonso moaned into Justine's kiss, and wrapped his arms around her tightly, almost bear-hugging her. He felt as if all his strength left him to pour into her, and his whole body felt like a ship being rocked by a storm, before settling down.

And finally, a moment of supreme relaxation...

 

[Steiner]

Major Richard Sharpe

Kate snuggled in so sweetly at his neck, her arms tightening around him. He hugged her, knowing she was upset - that as good as he tried to make things for her, essentially it still came back to her knowing that she would have to leave him at some point.

He frowned, then kissed the top of her head. Wordlessly communicating his support and empathy. There was little of concrete benefit he could do for her in this position, except let her know that he DID care for her.

Stroking her back, he cradled her against his chest murmuring under his breath to her.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers

Slowly disentangling herself from Alfonso's embrace and letting him slide out of her as she came to lay next to him. Justine's face had taken on a healthy blush from the exertion of their coupling.

Kissing his cheek as she let herself bask in the afterglow of the orgasm and draping her naked legs across his, their combined spendings running down her thighs.

"You are a very fast learner Alfonso, one could almost assume that you have done nothing else than seducing older women."

Nibbling at his earlobe as he seemed ready to fall asleep, wanting to rouse him to pay her some post-coital attention. It felt strange to Justine that the first man to rouse such feelings in her was her enemy, a conservative Spanish don at that.

Still it didn't pay to mix business and pleasure, at least not for now. Justine smiled as she bit his chin, once more trying to rouse him, seeing as Alfonso's eyelids had grow very heavy indeed.

"There's no time for the jailer to sleep, remember you still have to provide the guard to the captured French colonel"

Nestling her face by his neck as they were interrupted by a polite knock on the door.

"Captain de Avellanos. The Lord Wellington expects you and Colonel de Villiers in half an hour."

 

[Katamari Roller]

Alfonso felt that everything happening to him as of late had been surreal. Had he really defeated a French colonel in his first battles? Had he really laid with her? And had he met Lord Wellington? All in a single day...

Well, Alfonso thought. If this was a dream or a hallucination, he was going to play along for as long as it lasted. No sense in resisting, was there? And if he fell asleep, perhaps that would be his cue to wake up in the real world.

But Justine's nibbling on his ear, and biting on his chin, proved too much for him. This was simply too real to believe it a dream of any kind. God, he really had one of the most beautiful women in the world and a terrible enemy in the same person at his side, and he had made love to her. The world had to have gone insane when he wasn't looking. But... he grinned. It was not such a terrible thing.

As Justine moved her face close to his neck, his hand rested on her arm, and started sliding down her back...

"Captain de Avellanos. The Lord Wellington expects you and Colonel de Villiers in half an hour."

Alfonso sighed to himself. It was not that good a dream after all.

"Very well! We will be ready!" Alfonso patted Justine's arm softly, lovingly, before getting off the bed, very slowly. He didn't want anyone outside to possibly hear him get off a bed, with a French woman in the room. And a prisoner to boot.

"Care to stand up? It might be considered horrible manners if the French messenger was late to her appointment..." Alfonso gave Justine a sardonic smile, as he reached for his uniform. Licking his lips, he noticed the injure on them. He blinked, a bit in surprise, and looked back at Justine, smiling sardonically again as he pointed at his lips.

"Is this your idea of vengeance, señorita Justine?"

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers

Splashing her face with water in an attempt to regain some vestinges of martial dignity, knowing that it would be futile a gesture but nonetheless necessary for the image of things.

Giving Alfonso a wry smile in response to his question; "That was anything but revenge my dear. Only a token of appreciation of your skills"

Pulling her blonde hair back and starting to braid it, critically examining her reflection in the small mirror. For a moment forgetting everything but the conference to come. She must play her cards right in order to be able to convince Wellington on the dubious loyalties of Bernadotte.

Collecting her panties and breeches and donning the rather crumpled garments. She knew she wouldn't exactly look pristine but then again that was not her purpose, even though it would be worth it to see Sharpe's reaction.

Buttoning her shirt and Dolman coat and pulling the Hessian boots on to her feet. Suddenly feeling naked since she'd lost her shako and her blade. Thinking that Sharpe would be punished for it at some point. Revenge, after all, is a dish best served cold.

Turning to Alfonso again and nodding.

"Ready to dine with your Supreme Commander then?"

 

[Katamari Roller]

Alfonso grinned, watching Justine dress. She looked attractive with, or without her clothes on. And if her breeches had been any tighter, then he would find it difficult to control himself. But Alfonso had to throw those thoughts out quickly, as he started clothing himself. Going naked to Lord Wellington's table was not his idea of making a nice impression.

Licking his bloody lip again, Alfonso knew it would probably heal enough by the time they got to dinner. And if it didn't, well... then he would have to come up with a good excuse.

As Alfonso finished, he noticed Justine was still braiding her hair. He swore it was made of gold, and would pay good for it if it were for sell. He didn't know why, but Alfonso found himself attracted by Justine's blonde hair. He was attracted to most blonde women, yes, but not to the extent that Justine lured him... perhaps it had something to do with her personality.

Still, she was a woman, and as a woman she took her time getting ready. By the time he judged himself ready for dinner, with his clothes and equipment well set, Alfonso saw Justine was buttoning up her jacket.

Ready to dine with your Supreme Commander then?"

Alfonso nodded, smiling. "Indeed. I hope you don't mind if I do not offer you my arm, but... it might be more improper than proper, given the circumstances..."

Alfonso sighed, and opened the door, bowing a bit, offering her passage.

 

[Steiner]

Field Marshal His Grace The Duke of Wellington, KG, KB, PC

The afternoon had not passed as pleasantly for His Grace the Duke of Wellington as it had for the two soldiers nominally under his command.

First of all he had written a boiling letter to the Foreign Office asking why he was hearing of Bernadotte's possible duplicity from French sources rather than British. Then he'd called Colonel Nairn, his Intelligencer, in and roasted the subtle and clever man when he proved unable to answer the accusations either yay or nay.

Both of them decided that this Colonel de Villiers was a decidedly odd character to send as a messenger. Bonaparte had a drawer full of silken fops who would have made more impressive envoys - and who wouldn't have made the mistake of being brought here in chains.

Now dinner was approaching and he STILL had more questions than he did answers. He'd have to keep the conversation light, of course, it wouldn't do to spook the Army commanders, and he cursed the woman who brought him such undecided news.

The questions were:

Firstly, was there anything to these allegations? Bernadotte could cause so many problems if he just chose. And Bonaparte thrived on chaos.

Secondly, if they WERE true, should he shore up his defences here or go for the throat, before Napoleon could march his Northern Armies south?


Decisions, decisions...

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Kate Savage

Like Captain de Avellanos and Justine de Villiers, Richard and Kate was summoned by an orderly who had been sent for the Rifleman. The knock on the door had startled her, and once again making it painfully clear to Kate that although Richard may spending his time with her, he still belonged to the army.

She had taken a few minutes to fix her appearence and doing what she could to make Richard look the part of the Hero of Talavera and Badajoz. He had been chivalrous as he escorted her to Lord Wellington's HQ, but she could see that there were issues preying on his mind.

Her own personal fears had less to do with the possibility of Bernadotte turning against the Allies than having to face de Villiers again. It was not the blatant remarks that had unsettled Kate but rather the growing feeling that the French colonel would harm Richard.

 

[Steiner]

Major Richard Sharpe

Richard and Kate were waiting outside the dining room when Alfonso and Justine came down the stairs. To Sharpe's approval the young captain had taken the time to change into a fresh uniform, as usual the spanish military was garbed extravagantly - Wellington would be pleased.

The pair of them never touched, barely glanced at each other, but he could tell that neither one viewed the other as a potential threat. Whether or not Justine had corrupted the young Spaniard or not, he was now doing an abysmal job as a guard and Sharpe despaired. One person already had fallen for the Frenchwoman's charms - what would happen if Wellington followed suit?

Letting his hand slip down to his sword hilt he nodded to de Avellanos as the pair of them came closer.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Justine de Villiers / Lord Wellington

Justine gave Sharpe a small smile seeing as he reached for his sword and even winking conspiratorically.

"It's supposedly terribly bad manners killing an ambassador Major, although I don't suspect you to be versed in such things."

Awaiting Sharpe's retort but she was interrupted as Lord Wellington made his entry. Wearing a civilian blue frock-coat and white breeches instead of the scarlet tunic he worn in the afternoon.

Nodding curtly to Sharpe and de Avellanos and offering the slightest of bows to Justine.

"Seems we're all ready and waiting." Slapping Sharpe's shoulder in a rare display of familiarity "Roast mutton Sharpe, best there is."