Star Wars - Smuggler's Moon (For CdW)

[Friendly Dragon]

OOC: This is for the ever popular and much in demand Countess DeWinter

Character:
Rogan Harkes, "Free Trader" (oh all right then, smuggler). Human of Corellian parentage (although not from Corellia himself), 26, 6'1", 170lb, short sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a roguish smile. Captain of The Longshot, a beat up light freighter named after the chances of the ship working properly at any given time.

Set during the period between the first and second movies, with the Empire at the height of it's power.


IC:

Nar Shaddaa. The Smuggler's Moon. Orbiting the Hutt homeworld Nal Hutta, center of their galaxy wide criminal empire, it was by any standards, a dive. An entire planet covered in layer upon layer of city, all but the top levels long fallen into decay. Once a bustling world of industry and trade, now inhabited by criminals, slavers, spice-jackers and worse. Where any vice was freely available for the right price, and most people would happily shoot you in the back for a handful of credits. Truly a dumping ground for the scum of the galaxy.

Yep, it was good to be home.

If Rogan Harkes could call even this place home. He'd been born in space, and spent much of his childhood there too. He'd never known his father; apparently he'd run out as soon as he'd heard his mother was pregnant and hadn't been heard from since. But his mother: she was a smuggler, and a damn good one too. It was true what they said: not all Corellians are smugglers, but ALL the best smugglers are Corellian. Rogan had been flying starships almost before he could walk, and had inherited her love of space travel. She hadn't always been around, her line of work often taking her away for weeks at a time, but he cherished the time spent with her aboard her space freighter, the Starchaser. But after one particularly risky job, she disappeared without trace. No reports, no starship debris, nothing. That was thirteen years ago now, and even his faintest hopes that she was still alive, somewhere, had finally dwindled away.


The turbo lift stopped with a judder: the Corellian sector, level three. As the doors slid open silently, I checked the blaster at my hip, and reassured by it's comforting presence, stepped out onto the street.

Nothing had changed. The hurried movements and furtive glances; the merchants hawking their various wares; bounty hunters, heavily armed and armored, scanning the crowds for their prey; near naked street walkers parading their talents to all that passed.

I knew where I was headed, and set off into the bustling crowd. Almost immediately I felt a hand reaching into my jacket -- I grabbed it by the wrist and looked around to see a Rodian kid, struggling to get free. The kid spat a string of what no doubt were particularly choice expletives in his language, and then lashed out with his foot, catching me in the shin. I let him go in surprise, and he ran off snickering. Rodians, I thought as I rubbed at my aching shin, I hate Rodians. Now while it's true that there was a stereotypical image of most species in the galaxy, one that the vast majority of their members didn't resemble at all, if ever there was one species that DID fit their stereotype to a tee, it was Rodians. NEVER turn your back on a Rodian, my mother had always said.

Ahead of me I saw the faded sign that signalled the end of my journey. A spacers' watering hole called the Afterburner, which judging by the blackened walls and blaster burns, was very aptly named.

I opened the door and stepped in, my eyes struggling to adjust to the dim light. All talking ceased for several seconds, as the bar's few patrons checked me out. I recognised most of them, and they quickly went back to their drinks and hushed conversations. I headed over to the bar, where the Twi'lek owner smiled -- at least I think he smiled, but the way he bared those shape teeth you could never tell. His head tails twitched, in what I assumed was a greeting.

"Hey Kalv," I said, "how's business?"

"Kama mi chala Ro-gan," he replied, shrugging, "kama mi chala."

"Ah well, could be worse I guess. How about a Corellian brandy." I thought about my current financial situation and added hopefully, "Put it on my tab...?"

Kalv laughed loudly and held his hand out, expectantly.

"Come on Kalv, you know I'm good for it."

He appeared to think for a few seconds, before shaking his head resignedly and fixing me the drink. I knocked it back in one, and after regaining full use of my senses, I glanced behind Kalv into the back room.

"Vid-phone still working?" I asked.

He nodded in reply. I walked around the bar and headed for the phone, before pausing and turning to Kalv. "Um, you haven't got any change, have you?"

Kalv sighed and reached into his voluminous robe, producing several coins. "Ko fala tey geeva, Ro-gan." he chastised.

I grinned as I took the coins. "Hey, I love you too Kalv."

I jogged into the back room and slotted the coins into the vid-phone. I paused for a second, before quickly entering the long-memorised number. The screen sprang into life, but was quickly replaced by static. I gave the vid-phone a hard thump on the side and the static cleared; in it's place was her face. I started for a second before realising it was a recording. Man, she still looked as hot as ever. The image spoke.

"Hi, I'm not here right now. Leave a message if you like and maybe I'll get back to you."

While I waited for the tone, I put on my most endearing smile. She could never resist it ... usually...

"Hey gorgeous, I'm back. I'll be over at nine. See ya then."

I hung up the phone. An unused coin popped out of the machine. I looked at it briefly and put it into my pocket, before heading back to the bar.

I was going to have to be on top form tonight, I thought. She had quite a temper on her when she got going, and I suppose, in hindsight, disappearing without a word four months ago probably wasn't exactly the smartest thing I'd ever done. I looked at Kalv hopefully.

"Any chance of another drink?"

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 03-12-2001 at 02:11 PM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

OOC: 22, tall, about 5'9", 125, long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, very thin scar running from left ear to just under her chin, very curvy (let's say, more than a mouthfull ) Smuggler extraordanairre. Not the least trusting, especially of Rogan, and just as likely to shiv you in the kidneys (or whatever passes for your kidneys) as argue with you. Not above using feminine wiles to get what she wants

IC: "Hey gorgeous, I'm back. I'll be over at nine. See ya then."
I played back the message on the vid-phone and closed my eyes. He wouldn't dare. I thought maybe if I played it back again, I'd see who had REALLY left me a message.

"Damn!" I punched the wall next to the vid-phone and cursed again. "That little shit wouldn't dare!"

Four months! Four months ago was the last time I'd seen him. We'd gone go bed in the heat of passion and I'd awoken alone. I looked up at the clock. I had about a hour before he would be here. And he would be here. He wanted something. I could tell that much. Whether it was a romp in the sack or a partner to help him steal something, I didn't know. But that gleam in that bastard's eye was unmistakable. Well, he'd regret making me wait four months...

I headed inside and set my 'droid to exercize. For thirty minutes, I sparred against the machine, but I didn't go all out. I wanted to save something for Rogan. But the part of me controlled by my hormones drove me into the house to shower and primp. I looked at my reflection in disgust.
"Why am I making the effort?" I asked the girl in the mirror. "You'll do something stupid like fall for him, then he'll leave you again. It's like he's got radar or something." Feeling a little foolish for arguing with myself, I stalked out of the bathroom, slamming my fist into the wall on the way out. Another damn hole to repair.

At 9:45, the door chimed and I buzzed it open. There he stood. Tall. Too damn handsome for my own good. Holding something that smelled vaguely of garlic (did this man never hear of flowers or candy?) and tomatoes. His hair was freshly cut, but he'd neglected to shave and I doubted his clothes had been washed anytime recently.

He reached out and grabbed me, enveloping me into a smothering kiss that would have taken my breath away - if I hadn't been expecting it. I let him kiss me. When he stood back and smiled at me, I cocked my left fist and let it fly toward his face. I was rewarded by the sight of blood dripping down his nose.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here??" I demanded.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

"What the hell do you think you're doing here??"

I dabbed at the blood dripping from my nose, and grinned. Guess I should have seen that coming. I looked up and down her delectably shapely form, and a shiver of excitement shot through my body. She did it for me BIG TIME. Especially when she was angry... My cock stirred in agreement.

"Hey babe, I missed you too." I replied. That didn't help...

"Don't you 'hey babe' me, you bastard! You think you can waltz in and out of my life whenever you like!?"

"Damn, you're sexy when you're angry." I smirked. Yep, that about did it...

She swung for me again, but this time I blocked it and grabbed her by the wrist. She instantly followed up with a right hook, but I managed to block that too and held her by her arms. She struggled furiously, her eyes a blaze of anger, but I held her tight.

"Let me GO!" she spat.

"Not until you promise to be nice."

"You son of a bitch! I'll..."

Her breath caught in her chest as I spun her around and pushed her so her back was up against the wall. I pinned her hands to the cold surface and pushed my body against hers, feeling the heat of her anger. My now rigid cock pressed against her stomach.

"Now don't make me have to teach you some manners."

I leaned forward and kissed her strongly and deeply. It lasted several glorious seconds before I broke it suddenly, with a shout of pain. She bit me on the lip! A tight feral grin appeared on her face as her eyes flashed their defiance. I licked the blood from my lip and smiled.

"Right then..." I smirked, mischief in my eyes...

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-18-2000 at 10:40 AM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Our relationship had always been somewhat...volatile.

"Right then..." I could tell from the gleam in Rogan's eyes that I was in trouble. If only I could control my temper...

Actually, the biggest problem I have is Rogan. I love that bastard. I certainly would NEVER tell him that, of course. He'd just break my heart. So, every time he leaves, he does it anyways, breaks my heart, and just when I've got the pieces back together, he shows up again. I promised myself that the next time he did that, if I ever saw him again, I'd strangle him.

He tried dragging me to the bedroom, but I've been working out and he gives up halfway there, pulling me to the floor and pinning me down with his weight. All my fighting has accomplished is to settle him between my thighs. When I feel his hard cock pressing against my mound, I thank god I'm not wearing a dress! Not that I wear them often, but every once in a while, when I'm alone, I like to...

Rogan's hands finally force mine above my head and he captures my lips with his, giving my bottom lip a painful tweak with his teeth in warning. He leans to the left and kisses my earlobe, licking a path...SHIT!! If there's one spot that drives me wild, it's that scar on my jaw. When he licks me there, I just can't resist.

He sucks my earlobe between his teeth, wringing a moan from my throat. His tongue licks down to my jaw, tracing the fine line in my skin.

I give up the fight and turn my face toward him and suck his tongue into my mouth. With a slight tug, he releases my hands and I twine my fingers in his hair. A quick thrust of my hip and I'm on top, mouths still locked. Rogan's hand finds its way to the zipper of my jumpsuit and begins slowly drawing it down, when he reaches my breasts, he pushes it off my shoulders, kissing each bared inch of skin.

Hell, I'll strangle him later...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

I loved that scar! It was my secret weapon, and it never failed. I knew it made her a little self-conscious at times, but to me, if anything, it enhanced her beauty -- somehow made her seem more vibrant, more alive. And it had got me out of a few bad spots, I can tell you!

As I slid her jumpsuit down off her shoulders, I hungrily kissed her bare skin, my lips and tongue roaming over her shoulders and neck, eager to taste every inch of her. With a grunt of exertion I sat up, lifting her with me so she straddled my lap. She ground down on my hard cock with an evil smile, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine.

I quickly removed my jacket, and having sampled the appetisers of her sweet flesh, I dove straight into the main course, feasting ravenously on her ripe succulent breasts. Sucking her nipples into my mouth, I savoured the delicious sensation as they grew hard against my wet tongue. I took one of them lightly between my teeth, holding it there while I flicked my tongue teasingly back and forth over the tip. My hand strayed to her other nipple, pinching it a little roughly and rubbing it in tight circles.

As I continued devouring her twin delights, I slid her jumpsuit lower and lower, unzipping it as I went, until she was totally naked from the waist up. My hands glided over her back, and down over the pantie-covered cheeks of her tight ass, kneading and caressing. I gripped the edge of the jumpsuit behind her back, and quickly yanked it down over her ass, revealing her panties and the milky flesh at the top of her thighs. Unfolding her shapely legs alongside me, I leant back and tugged at the jumpsuit, pulling it lower and lower until it finally came off, revealing her in all her splendour ... almost ...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

The man had flaws. You can't deny that. But it was just so damn easy to forget when his mouth and hands were on my skin. His teeth caught my nipples, and made me forget to breathe. I willingly unwrapped my legs from his waist so he could slide off my jumpsuit.

He just sat there, staring at my panties. I have this...thing for panties. I can't seem to stop buying new ones. Different ones...sexy ones... Sometimes they are simple white cotton ones that look like little girl's panties. Sometimes they're naughty or racy. These were, well, they looked alive. A fabric that we were going to have to acquire and sell, they changed color with the light and with the wearer's body heat. As Rogan watched, they started changing from a cool blue at the waist, to a hot red right over my now-wet pussy.

Rogan's hands cupped my ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading my flesh until I dropped all vestiges of anger. His shirt was quickly shredded under my fingers and I scooted lower on his legs to unfasten his pants. Sometimes, I like him to leave his blaster strapped to his thigh, just for fun, but tonight, I want him as bare as I am.

His fingers thread into my hair as I begin licking my way from my favorite scar on his knee (I gave it to him) up his thigh. I could feel the muscles in his legs tense up in anticipation. He usually couldn't tell whether I would just suck his cock into my mouth, or nip and bite the skin around it. Too eager, I swallowed his cock into my mouth and began sliding up and down, teasing the whole length of his shaft with my mouth.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

I smiled as she licked the ticklish scar on my knee, pleasantly turning the tables on me. Of course, she'd claimed it'd been an accident, but knowing her I had my doubts. I think she was marking her territory...

Wow! Those panties were the most amazing thing I'd ever seen ... the way the fires of her desire burned brightly for all to see...

Scratch that!!! Her eager hot mouth on my cock -- THAT was the most amazing thing I'd even seen ... and felt ...

"Ohhhhh mmmmyyyy godddd...!" I groaned, throwing back my head as she damn near sent me into orbit with her wet lips and delightfully slick tongue. I leaned forward and started to push her panties down over her ass, but she playfully slapped my hand away and squeezed my cock lightly between her teeth. Her fiery eyes flashed a teasing warning, and I got the message ... not yet ...

She pushed me back down onto the floor, and I surrendered myself to her tender (or not so tender) mercies...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

He's so impatient. Always wants to go right for the good stuff. Doesn't appreciate waiting for something special. I'll teach him.

When his hands sneak down to my panties, I slap his hand away, gripping his cock with my teeth. Even when we're getting along, he knows that when I get carried away, he ends up bleeding. I just love to feel his flesh between my teeth.

Expertly, I ran my tongue up and down his shaft until he was begging. I lowered my head until the head of his cock was touching a spot deep in my throat and I felt his hands thread into my hair. I knew it was comming...

When he started to apply pressure - accompanying the tensing I felt in his balls - I bit down, just a little, until he dropped his hands to his sides. Slowly, I kissed my way up his chest, nipping at my favorite spots along the way. I straddled his waist, letting my panty covered pussy press down on his hard cock.

Not yet...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

Argh! She so loved to torment me. She thought she knew all my buttons, and she was right - I'd never met a woman that could turn me on in so many ways. But the battle was trying to get her to push those buttons, and it was a battle I loved to fight. I was gonna get her though ... I'd make her beg me to rip those panties off her...

She pressed herself down on my hardness, swaying back and forth as my cock pushed her panties slightly up into her pussy, sending bright flashes of colour rippling through the almost magical material. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation.

I seized the opportunity, drawing a cry of surprise from her lips as I cradled her lower back and ass, and rolled us over until I was on top, nestled between her gloriously long legs. I took one leg in my hands, lifting it up as I glided my soft touch along its whole heavenly length. Kissing the sole of her foot, I tickled the sensitive skin with my tongue, before taking her ankle in my mouth, sucking in her soft flesh. I ran my mouth up her lower leg, my tongue weaving a mazy path between the moist trails left by my lips. As I almost reached her knee, I switched to her other leg, planting lingering wet kisses in the small area behind her knee and sucking at the skin.

Turning my attention to her sweet thighs, my hands roamed up the outside of her legs towards her hips and ass, while my mouth did likewise inside, drawn towards the pulsing hot beacon that marked my goal. I switched back and forth along her inner thighs, darting left and right as I tasted every inch with my lips and tongue. As I neared my glowing objective, I spread her thighs wide, eliciting a low moan from her lips. I lapped at the skin in the folds between her thighs and the line of her panties, tasting her tangy sweat. I lifted each of her legs up in turn, following the twin streams of perspiration with my tongue and sucking at the ripe flesh of her ass.

Moving in close to the blazing centre of her desire, I breathed in deeply, my senses briefly overwhelmed by her potently animalistic scent as it sent sparks of delight coursing through to the deepest recesses of my being.

I hooked a finger in the top of her panties, noting with relish how damp they were. Tugging them down just a fraction, I licked slowly along the line of pale flesh I'd uncovered, before teasingly sweeping my tongue in an arc down into her panties, passing agonisingly close to her pleasure centre before quickly withdrawing. I looked up into her eyes and grinned wickedly, licking my lips as I savoured the first taste of her sweet wine.

I returned to my task with glee, but this time holding her gaze with mine as my tongue wove it's delicious enchantment. I licked along each edge of her panties in turn, my roaming tongue once again delving tantalisingly into the slick garment's hot damp confines, passing ever closer to my ultimate prize.

Finally, sweat pouring from my own face, I lustily ran my tongue up the front of her panties, now gleaming almost pure white from the scorching fury of her raw, carnal craving. I could feel the outline of her pussy through the sodden garment, and I sucked the soaking material into my mouth, drawing with it the merest portion of her outer folds. My mouth filled with her divine nectar, and I swirled my tongue around my mouth, treasuring every drop, before releasing the blend of material and flesh to return to it's place.

Planting a single lingering kiss onto the front of her panties, I stared deep into her eyes and licked my lips, hungry for more...

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-19-2000 at 07:41 PM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Damn! Damn! Damn!

I hate it when he's right.

"Rogan," I groaned through gritted teeth, "Please..."

"Please what?" he said, humming it against my sensitive pleasure button.

"Please!! Rip my panties off..."

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

"Please!! Rip my panties off..."

Victory was mine, I thought with glee. And to the victor, goes the spoils...

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I spread her legs wide, licking the sweat from her taut skin as it stretched. I swirled my tongue in small circles over the front of her soaking wet panties, before gripping the top edge of the material in my teeth and slowly tugging it down, revealing more and more of her slick wet skin. I slid my teeth back and forth along the waistband of the panties as I worked my way down, changing the point of attack so as to pull them down off her hips and ass, leaving her totally open to my lips and tongue...

I suddenly stopped in surprise, a thrill shooting through my body as I realised there was something different, something new, something missing ...

Her pussy was deliciously bare, not a single hair remaining on her soft pale skin, which glistened gloriously with her juices. I dropped all thoughts of teasing her any further, quickly yanking the panties down her legs and tossing them aside, eager to sample this new delight.

I licked hungrily at the skin all around her pussy, lapping up her sweet cream. Starting at the bottom, I licked up the whole length of her slit, tickling her outer lips with my tongue and finishing with a quick wet flick across her clit. I drew one her outer folds into my mouth, sucking on it and gently stretching it out, before finally releasing it. Switching to the other side, I pushed my tongue into her just a little, flicking my tongue up and down along the length of her soft folds.

Pushing my tongue deep into her, I thrust in and out, using it like a small cock. My tongue roams everywhere inside, tasting her deepest places, while my hand strays towards her clit. I dip a single finger into her wetness and then use it to circle her clit, closer and closer until I'm rubbing her most pleasurable treasure. I feel her fingers entwined in my hair, holding me there, pushing me into her heat.

Holding the flesh at the top of her pussy gently between two fingers, I draw back the hood, revealing her clit in all it's glory. I flick my tongue across it several times and then suck it into my mouth, my tongue dancing over her bud with the lightest of touches as I encircle it with my wet lips.

As I continue my sweet assault on her clit, I slide two fingers into her pussy, thrusting into her wetness. Feeling the walls of her pussy tightening, my fingers pick up speed, and I feel her body starting to shudder. Her hands push my head deeper and deeper between her legs, my face soaked with her juices as I keep licking and sucking ... and fingering ... and drinking ... as if my life depended on it...

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-21-2000 at 01:44 PM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

"Mmmmmmmmm, yes, Rogan," I moaned huskily. This was surely the main reason I let the bastard back into my life each time he waltzes in after a protracted absence. The man has a simply magical tongue. And I think he can breath through his ears.

My orgasm was slow to build, but as powerful as an imploding star when it washed over my body. Rogan continued licking and sucking on my clit until I could not move my arms and legs. When I finally managed to catch my breath AND regain control of my extremities, I tugged on his hair and he crawled up between my thighs until his cock was poised at the top of my slit. He teased me a little by running the head of his cock up and down my slit before plunging deeply into my warm chasm.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on while he pumped deeply into my depths. With another tug on his hair, I kissed him. My tongue teasing his lips apart, delving into his hot mouth, tasting myself on his lips...

Feeling his cock and his tongue in my body at the same time was so incredibly erotic. He released my mouth and leaned up off of me and took my hands in his and rolled me over to a kneeling position...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

My hands roamed all over her ass and lower back as she knelt invitingly before me. I playfully planted a soft wet kiss on one of her sweet cheeks, before taking my hard cock in my hand and guiding in into her warm, welcoming pussy.

As I started thrusting into her moist cave, slowly at first but building in intensity, I held her by her splendidly curvy hips, impaling her on my hardness. Faster and faster I plunged into her depths, my cock tingling with the incredible sensations. One hand glided down over her belly and higher, finding her ripe firm breasts, swaying delightfully as I drove myself into her. Taking them in my hand, squeezing and kneading the divine flesh, rolling her hard nipples between my fingers.

I pulled her up until my sweat-soaked body was pressed against her back, my hot breath on the back of her neck, licking her skin, nibbling and sucking her earlobe. One hand still roaming all over her breasts, squeezing and rubbing; the other hand caressing her belly, then sliding lower and lower, between her legs...

She arched her back, her arms around the back of my head, pulling me closer, her fingers entwined in my hair as, harder ... and faster .. and deeper ... I maintained my frantic assault ...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

His cock pounded into my sopping pussy harder and harder until I was afraid I would pass out. I reached up behind me to grab ahold of his hair and gave Rogan complete access to my breasts and clit.

He did not disappoint me and his fingers brought me rapidly to the brink of orgasm. It was his teeth on my neck that sent me over the edge. Being what Rogan calls "a screamer," I couldn't help the loud moans and squeals that came out of my throat...
Rogan continued to pound into me like a man possessed. Knowing him like I did, I knew that when he began to hold me tighter, he was close. His hand stilled on my clit, instead gripping my mound. The hand that was on my breast moved slightly to my neck to turn my head to the side to give his mouth easier access for his lips and teeth.
I arched my back and pushed back on his cock to drive him even deeper inside me.
In seconds, Rogan's teeth were latched on my neck (as sensitive as my neck is, who was I to question this little quirk of his?) and his cock was pounding deep into my depths and I could feel him shudder. I could feel his cum shooting into my body with such force it's a wonder he didn't pass out.

As we gradually slid back down to the floor, Rogan slid his arms around me and hugged me tight to his sweaty body. I turned to face him and buried my face on his chest, licking his nipple and smiling. I love making him sweaty...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

Wow! I was exhausted, completely drained. Li'Anah drove me wild like no one I'd ever known, and she always wore me out.

She ticked my nipple with her tongue and smiled. I brushed her blonde hair, now matted with sweat, away from her face, and grinned.

"You were incredible baby, the best."

As she idly licked my nipple and caressed my sweat-soaked chest, I could see she had something on her mind. Finally she said, "Why are you here Rogan? What do you want?"

"I want you babe," I replied, "I came back for you."

From the sceptical look on her face, she clearly had her doubts, and I guess I couldn't blame her. She looked away, softly nuzzling my chest.

"Are you staying the night?" she asked quietly.

I cupped her chin gently in my hand and turned her face back to mine. I looked into her deep blue eyes and ran my finger fondly along the thin scar on her jaw.

"Of course."

I shifted my body slightly and stretched out my arm, grabbing the jacket I'd discarded earlier. As Li'Anah rested her head on my chest, I pulled the jacket over us. Gently stroking her long blonde hair, I wrapped my arms around her and closed my eyes.

I'd tell her tomorrow...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

There is one distinct disadvantage to getting one's legs screwed off...falling asleep where ever one ends up.

The sun had been up for a while, but when it finally hit the window above Rogan and I, it hit me right in the eyes. That's when I felt the kinks in my neck and back and realized I was freezing. Mr. Sensitivity had his jacket wrapped around him.

Shivering, I pulled myself up and walked into the bathroom. After a hot shower to revive me and wrapping a short towel around me, I stalked over to where Rogan lay still sleeping. I let my wet hair drip on him, but he just lay there, snoring gently, looking so innocent. As if!

A swift kick to the kidneys woke him in a hurry, then another one to kick away the blaster that came immediately to point at me.

"Now are you going to tell me what the hell you're doing here?"

 

[Hentai Man]

character: Crucidius A young male human 5.10 a lot of dark blonde slightly curly hair witch flails wildly in even the slightest breeze dull blue eyes that look like they have seen a lot more then the pollution that dried them he's in exelent shape for his age and carries himself well he wears a tatterd heavy dark green army winter coat the marks of what ever contrey it once served torn off and replaced by dull silver strips of fabric and dark cargo pants his weapons are never shown but are always on him

ic: he waited outside the door of the floop house Rogan Harkes had went into for the night double checking his blasters ammo he stored it back in his sleave no matter how innocent or peaceful your meaning could be things could always go horribly horribly wrong his year as a bounty hunter had more then driven that point home he heard a some woman bitching at rogan threw the thine metal off the door and frowned he hated working with women buissness wise anyway he waited hopeing he could here more before making an entry

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

OOC: Hentai Man: I'm happy to have you posting with us, the only thing I'd ask is that you follow our lead with the plot, especially to start with, as I've been planning it out.

IC: Argh! Even waking up was an adventure when Li'Anah was around!

"Now are you going to tell me what the hell you're doing here?" she demanded.

She sounded angry again, and I did like that, as evidenced by the slight twitch in my groin. Between that thought, my aching kidney and the fact that she looked so damn hot in that little towel ... her long wet hair ... those legs that went on and on...

She quickly brought my thoughts back to the matter at hand, as she pushed me back down to the floor with a foot to my chest. Ooh, I thought as I lay there, you could see right up her towel for a second there...

Her eyes burned into me, and I could tell she wasn't going to let it lie. Oh well, I suppose now was as good a time as any.

"I need your help baby." I said. "I've got something that can make us rich, beyond our wildest dreams, but I can't do it alone."

She didn't look too impressed.

"You ever heard of the treasure of Celis Mott?"

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

"You ever heard of the treasure of Celis Mott?"

I couldn't believe my ears. "Rogan. No," I said, rolling my eyes. I looked at him again only to see his serious expression -- well, whatever passes for serious on his face. "No! I mean it. I am not chasing halfway across the galaxy on some wild goose chase." Rogan seemed to be paying attention to how far up my towel he could see, so I stomped once on his chest and stalked to the other side of the room to dress.

I stood there, naked, for a moment while I hunted for another pair of panties (of course another new pair, these were of a soft silver metallic thread, with convenient cutouts...)and a clean jumpsuit. When I'd donned them, I turned around to find Rogan standing right behind me.

"Come on, sweetness," he pleaded. "We'll be rich. I got an old map of a drunk guy in bar..."

"No," I repeated. "No means no!"

His hand came up to trace along my jaw. I stealed myself against his charms, such as they were. "You know," he said softly, stepping closer and forcing me up against the wall, "I could make it worth your while..."

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

This was gonna take some effort, I could tell...

I pushed her back against the wall, and pressed my still-naked body up against her. The feel of the cool jumpsuit against my skin was very...pleasant. I could feel her body tense against my advances, and my cock stirred into life at the thought. I liked a challenge...

"C'mon baby," I pleaded, running my finger lightly along her scar, "I need you. You're the best..."

My hot breath on her neck, I planted light butterfly kisses on her throat and jaw. I pushed my growing hardness against her.

"We're a team Li'Anah..."

I ran my hands from her shoulders down the length of her supple arms. She'd been working out, I'd noticed last night, and it looked - and felt - real good on her.

"No one can beat us..."

When my hands reached her wrists, I gripped her and slowly raised her arms over her head, pinning them against the wall. At the same time, I quicky flicked out my tongue and tasted her lower lip, before kissing and licking my way along her scar.

"We're so good together, you know that..."

I took her ear lobe into my mouth, gently sucking and nibbling on the soft flesh, running my tongue around the inside of her ear.

"We'd be rich." I whispered. "We could settle down..."

I rubbed my now ridged cock up and down her belly, over her mound, and along her shapely thighs, the slinky material of her jumpsuit delivering very special sensations to every inch of my body.

"I need you baby, I need you bad..."

Taking the zipper of her jumpsuit between my teeth, I slowly sank to my knees...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

The sight of Rogan, my zipper in his teeth, sinking to his knees, was almost enough to make me forget his ridiculous scheme.

Almost.

"Hold it right there, buster," I said coldly. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drop kick your sorry ass right out that door."

I really should learn not to give him these ultimatums. He always finds some loophole through them. This loophole was connected to my zipper. Which was at the bottom of my jumpsuit. Which was now sliding, with Rogan's help, off my shoulders...

Why do I let him do this to me?

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drop kick your sorry ass right out that door."

"Just one?" I breathed teasingly, as I tugged her jumpsuit down lower and lower. "I was planning on giving you two...or three..."

The slinky garment slid down off her shoulders and lower... revealing her ripe firm breasts, hard nipples standing to attention...gliding down to uncover more and more of her milky flesh. I kissed all over her stomach, flicking my tongue inside her belly button, as I pulled the garment over her curvaceous hips and down her gloriously long legs.

Once again her choice of panties gave me an incredible thrill -- made of a smooth shiny metallic fabric, they were cut oh so wickedly to allow full access to her sweetest of treats. I needed no second invitation, and dove in hungrily, my lips and tongue a frenzy of licking and sucking as I tasted each and every inch of her delicious delights...

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-26-2000 at 04:04 AM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

OOC: Sweetie, just what exactly does Li'Anah do? Is she a pilot? Does she do something special to hide contraband? I need something to work with here! I'll let you choose so she doesn't clash with Rogan.


IC: Damn! The man had skills. I'd give him that. Strike that. I'd just let him continue. If I could maintain a cool head, I'd send him out an airlock...as soon as he was done.

I didn't count on not being able to remember my name, let alone all my reservations regarding Rogan's wild goose chases. His tongue worked it's magic and pretty soon, my fingers were gripping his hair and pulling him closer to me, trying to bury his face in my pussy.

"Rogan," I breathed, "this had better be the real deal or you'll wish it was prison you were trying to escape from instead of trying to get away from me."

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

OOC: Hope my email cleared that up for you darlin'.

IC: As much as I wanted to answer Li'Anah, my mouth was otherwise, and very pleasantly, engaged...

I felt her winding her fingers into my hair, pulling my face tighter into her pussy. Licking up and down her wet slit, flicking my tongue across her clit every time I reached the top, I slid my hands up the back of her thighs to her ass, slipping them up under the shiny fabric of her panties and grabbing two handfulls of her ripe flesh. As I squeezed and kneaded her ass cheeks, I pulled her tighter to my face, her pulling me in too until the only world I knew was her hot dripping pussy, her sweet juices flowing into my eager mouth and her powerfully alluring woman's scent strong in my senses.

I took her clit between my lips, sucking it gently, and began running my wet tongue around it's outside edge, circling it again and again...

She started squirming against the wall, pulling me in ever harder. I could barely breath but I didn't care; I just kept licking and sucking her clit, drinking down her sweet nectar, as she rode my face to a shuddering climax...

When her bucking eventually subsided, I finally, reluctantly, detached my face from her sopping pussy and looked up, my face glistening with her cream. I stood up and kissed Li'Anah deeply, sucking her tongue into my mouth, allowing her to taste herself on me.

Breaking the kiss, I took her hand in mind and glanced towards the bathroom.

"You can't kick me out yet baby, I haven't even had a shower..."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Tasting my essence on Rogan's face was always an erotic experience for me.

"You can't kick me out yet baby, I haven't even had a shower..."

My head told me to kick him out anways. My clit said to run to the shower without hesitation. Somewhere in between was my heart. My heart wanted to be with Rogan in the shower, but it did NOT want to be hurt again. The last time he'd left I had nearly given my heart to him. It would be a cold day in hell before I did that again.

In the end, Rogan made the decision for me. He lifted me bodily and carried me to the shower where he gently deposited me, then turned and set the water controls to the perfect temperature. He stepped into the shower with me, than leaned forward until his weight pressed me against the wall.

I slid out from between Rogan and the wall and turned around, the spray from the shower on my back. Rogan turned to face me and I took the initiative to kiss him. Hard. Biting his lower lip. Running my hands up and down his hard muscled chest to his abdomen and lower.

Kissing my way down his chest, I slid to my knees and planted one chaste kiss on the head of his cock. It was so hard, the head was deep red and looked ready to explode on contact. I ran my tongue around the head, then engulfed it's full length with my mouth.

The moan and shaking in his knees told me Rogan was enjoying himself. I bobbed up and down on him like a woman possessed. One hand curling around the base of his cock, pumping with the rhythm of my mouth, the other hand teasing his ass. In mere moments, I could feel his balls begin to tighten and his cock to swell further down my throat and I was rewarded with a hot load of cum. I pulled my head back far enough that his cum would land on my tongue so I could taste him.

I looked up at Rogan, eyes half closed, the shower hitting his legs and my back so as not to distract him from the sensations. He looked like he didn't know his own name. God, I loved the feeling of power this gave me!