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Thread: The Voyage of the Silken Siren (The Corsair and Xanaphia)

With no time to draw his blades, he stopped his first attacker with a foot to the stomach. The man fell to the ground, clutching his gut and tripping the second attacker. The third was a woman with a hooked knife, and he sidestepped her slash and drove his fist into her kidney. She fell, and he stomped hard on the back of her head as he shoved his way towards the exit. The problem, of course, was that the attack was turning into a near-riot. Patrons were scrambling for gold - his gold - and fighting one another as well. The serving women were battling to reach the safety of the back rooms, and the owner and his two strong sons were laying about indiscriminatly with cudgels. Cheat! someone roared, coming at him with a tulwar. He didn't even recognize the man, and he was certain he nadn't been in the game. But his scimitar cleared his scabbard with a hiss as he had these thoughts, and the bell-like sound of steel on steel rang out as blades clashed. One pass, two, and then he had an opening! Blood spurted and his attacker went down, clutching his thigh and moaning in agony. Someone bumped into him and he spun, only to find himself staring into the dark eyes of his lovely thief and noting the arm's length of naked steel she gripped. This is all your fault! she growled. He lept away, avoiding a cudgel blow as she parried a dagger thrust. Mine? he shouted, parrying a second cudgel blow and punching the wielder. Mine! Barabba and Hardom, woman, it was not I who was caught with my hands in another's purse! His scimitar lept and flickered like lightning, driving back four more attackers. It was becoming clear, however, that he and the thief were now the focus of the mob. Something had to be done. So he spun, grabbing a heavy wooden chair and hurling it. It sailed through the air and smashed through the woiden slats that covered the window. That way! he shouted to the thief, gesturing with his scimitar towards the dark city beyond the window.
Thread: The Voyage of the Silken Siren (The Corsair and Xanaphia)

Aurelia didnt need to be told twice, diving through the shattered glass and rolling into a sprint. She turned one corner, and then turned the next, hoping to keep any pursuers lost from her antics. She passed an alley and grabbed for his hand, yanking him in after her. Why, she wasnt exactly sure. But they were in this together now, and if they hid in the same place, it seemed less likely he would try and sell her out to the mob. The pounding of numerous feet were not far behind, so she pulled him tight against her, trapping herself between the brick wall and his rock hard body. Breathing hard, her flatten breasts strained against his firm chest. She could see the mob stop beside their hiding place, looking frantically in each They headed for the docks! Someone declared, and the mob was away in that direction. For a second longer Aurelia held him tight against her, fearing it was a ploy to get them to reveal their hiding place, before releasing him. Lightning quick, her hand struck his cheek, not terribly hard, just a sting to get his attention. Idiot! You catch me with my hand in your pocket and your response is to declare it to the entire bar? She snapped, Whisper you accusations to me, and we could have negotiated! You could have walked out of there with half my take and the best damn lay of your life! Anger and frustration tinged her tone, remembering the feel of his cock against her backside, thick and hard for her. The kiss he stole to cover his ploy. Four fucking sixes! Dammit, I should have known you were cheating!
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The thief was a lissom figure of grace as she dove through the shattered window, and he was hot on her heels. He struck the cobbled stones of the street beyind with a grunt, booted feet slipping a little before he found his purchase and started moving. She had a good twenty or thirty pace lead on him, but he caught up by the end of the first block. And I blame you for this! he barked, gesturing backwards at the mob that pursued them. Quite a large mob, actually. Apparently the local gamblers didn't care for thieves. Or, he admitted to himself, cheaters. You just had towaAH! His words were lost asshe caught his hand and jerked, sending him spinning into an alley and smacking into the wall. She ended up against the wall as well, and when he tried to move away she pulled again. Suddenly he was pressed against her, her body flattened against his as he found himself staring into her dark eyes. Gods, but she felt magnificent! And then he froze. Not a dozen feet away, torchlight shone red as the leading fringe of the mob reached it. Crazy bitch, he hissed angrilly, his face close to hers. You've doomed us both ! They've headed for the docks! a voice called, and his breath became shallow as he waited. It was dark in here, yes. But surely... no, Barabbas be praised! They were leaving . And then the crazy bitch thief slapped him across the face. Idiot! she snarled. You catch me with my hand in your pocket and your response is to declare it to the entire bar? My response , he snarled back, was to cut out your fucking heart ! You should be greatful that all I did was... Whisper your accusations to me, and we could have negotiated! Anger flared in her eyes. You could have walked out of there with half my take and the best damn lay of your life! Now that was a statement to stir the blood and quicken the manhood, but he'd be damned if he admitted that to this thief. The fuck I would've, he sneered, even as he imagined her stripped naked and writhing beneath him. You've got nothing I haven't had from a hundred other cheap whores. Four fucking sixes! she laughed, mocking. Damnit, I should have known you were cheating! Hypocritical as it was, that final statement made him furious. I don't cheat , he growled. I am an artist with dice and cards! Her mocking expression enraged him more and he slammed her back into the wall, his iron grip bruising her throat. He'd intended to slap her around, but the adrenaline of the chase and the lust inspired by her splendid body mingled with his rage and suddenly he wws kissing her. His right hand was locked around her throat still, but the left - the ine he'd rsised to strike her - was tearing at her blouse and squeezing her breast. I don't see half your winnings, he breathed, staring into her dark eyes as he ground his hard cick against her. So you'd best be one fucking good lay...
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Cheap whore? She shot back, the barb stinging more than she cared to admit I was in your pocket, faqhaa , and I know you couldnt afford me.So she turned it back on him. Four fucking sixes! she laughed, mocking. Dammit, I should have known you were cheating! Clearly he didnt appreciate her remark, from the way his hand tightened around her neck, constricting her gasp as he slammed her back into the wall. Before she could retaliate with a punch to the gut he was kissing her, forcing his tongue in her mouth and half down her throat. He fondled at her breast, more coins spilling out against his rough attention. She moaned as his cock pressed into her, seemingly even harder and thicker as he choked and groped her. So you'd best be one fucking good lay... Bringing an arm up between them, she broke his stranglehold on her, pushing him back against the opposite wall. Before he could react, she ripped open his shirt, sharp nails drawing blood from his chest. Im a curse, Ba-tal She growled, going for the jugular, sharp teeth tearing into his skin until she drew blood. After youve had me, every other woman will pale in comparison. She kissed him this time, fingers tight in his hair, pulling from the scalp to keep him close. Memories of this night will haunt you forever. Her free hand reached into his pants, gripping and stroking his staggeringly thick cock. No wonder youre an idiot. How can you possibly use your brain and this at the same time?
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He gasped in pain as her nails tore his shirt and his skin, and gasped again as her teeth tore at his throat. Then she was pushing him backwards, her lips salty with his blood as she kissed him, and the taste of his last Devon her tongue e was sweeter than the nectar of the gods. And he gasped again as her hands hands fisted in his hair and squeezed tight around his cock. No wonder youre an idiot. How can you possibly use your brain and this at the same time? In response he caught a fistful of her hair and jerked, bowing her body. He leaned forward, biting hard at her bare breasts as he finished ripping her blouse open. Couldn't afford you? he laughed, leaving bruises on the soft dusky skin as his teeth worried her flesh. What could you possible Bly have that's so special? He pushed forward, slamming her back roughly into the mud brick of the opposite walk. She gasped at the impact and released his hair, allowing him to catch her wrist and pin it above her head. Before she could respond he released her throat to cup a breast, biting hard on the nipple as he released her wrist and grabbed her throat again. Let me see what!s so special... He mocked, tearing at the laces of her tight breeches. His hand pushed inside, working hard to move between taught flesh and taught leather, and his cock pulsed to find her shorn and without underwear. Bah, he sneered, two fingers thrusting into her wet, silken folds. She clenched around him, and he began stroking in and out. That's it? he growled, voice thick with lust as his thumb found her clit. It's a good thing I am so large, or I wouldn't feel a thing in this sloppy cunt of yours.
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Sloppy? She snarled, Whats wrong, never felt wet lips wrapped around you before? Women dont usually get hot at the thought of taking you? She groaned as he forced her open, tight against his calloused fingers as he teased her clit. She pulled his fingers from her slit, bringing them right to her mouth, to lick at the musk at lingered there. Not straying her gaze, she sucked on his digits, slurping every last drop from his hand. Not that she would let him taste. No, I dont think you deserve to savor my honey, she spat, not with your deficient palate. Still, she shimmied out of her pants, determined to prove him wrong about her. Determined to make him praise the Gods as she wretched his climax from him. It is a good thing you are so large, because I dont think this will take overly long, She taunted, clenching him even harder between her fingers, It is why you are hesitating, no? To make me think its lasting longer than it really will? She stroked his length a few times more, biting her lip to suppress the shudder as how rock hard he was. Maybe Ill save myself the trouble and just finish you off right quick. Spare you the trouble of this sloppy pussy.
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The thought of her stroking him to orgasm, of painting her dusky flesh and staining her corset with his thick pearlescent seed was intoxicating. But no. He wanted to split this teasing, thieving cunt on his thick rod. To wring a powerful orgasm out of her and make her beg for him. Quick? he snarled, fingers tightening on her throat. Oh, no... this won't be over quick . Gods, she was so fucking tight around his fingers! When her mouth opened to gasp for air he was on her, sucking her taste from her lips and moaning at the flavor. Even second hand, her juices savored of heaven. His free hand snaked under her ass, and the muscles in hus arm and back writhed like serpents as he lifted her. You owe me, he growled, and I plan to take it out of you! With a single powerful thrust he drove himself as deep into her as he could, only the hand she still had wrapped around his meat preventing him from filling her completely. She wasn't a tiny woman, but even with that obstacle there was a shocking amount of cock filling her. He groaned loow in his throat as he felt her walls part and then clench around his length. Never had anything like that between your legs, I wager! he crowed. He began slamming his hips forward in powerful thrusts, battering her fist into her cunt as he pounded deep into her. Each thrust scraped and slammed her naked ass against the rough brick. What's the matter? he taunted voice harsh in an attempt to hide his pleasure at the way her walls gripped and held his length. Can't handle a real man's meat?
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Her head lulled back against the brick way as her filled her. He was just as thick as she had suspected, parting her with gruff friction. She grunted as he fucked up into her, struggling to take all of him. And he had the nerve to call her sloppy. Is that all yougot? She tried taunting, tried acting hard. But it clearly wasnt working. Not with the way her eyes rolled in the back of her head, or the way her lust dripped down his meat. I thought youd barely feel it? She roared, hand no long gripping him, just moving to stroke her clit. I thought I was too used up for you to enjoy? Sharpen nails clawed down his back as her body learned to accept every inch of him. Craving this rough fucking, even if she wasnt going to be able to walk straight tomorrow. She could feel his blood drip along her finger tips, the same temperature as his skin, beading with sweat as he drove past her tightness. Her fingers worked at her clit, greedy to reach her release, to make him feel it, to see if the cocky sonuva bitch could actually fuck her through it. Angry screams burst from her lips as her body seized around her, slippery fold closing like her fist had around his cock. Fuck me! She demanded, sharp barks of words as her body demanded release. He might take this as a victory, she wasnt sure. Wasnt sure she even cared, as she chased hungrily after climax. All she did know was that he sure as hell wouldnt call her sloppy again.
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He ignored the stinging pain in his back, letting her sharp nails drive him to batter mercillesly at her dripping cunt. Fuck me! she screamed, fingers working her clit as she clenched around him. In response, gritting his teeth against the urge to spend himself in her, he dragged his cock from her bidy. Nuh-uh, he sneered, pinning her hands above her head, his drenched cock smearing her juices on her corset. I make the demands! Turn around. When she didn't comply he spun her, crossing her wrists abive her head as he pressed her bare thighs and breasts into the rough wall. None of this bullshit with your fingers, he whispered, rubbinh his slick cock in the crevice of her rear as he bit painfully at her ear. When you cum, you won't be able to claim you did it. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hip, pulling her out from the wall. Spread, he snapped. She wasn't fast enough, so he kicked her ankles apart to widen her stance. Teeth dug into her shoulder, ripping flesh and drawing blood as he roughly drove his meat back into her dripping cunt. Fuck you? he taunted as powerful thrusts slammed her into the wall and his free hand slapped her ass with stinging force. Fuck you? His tongue traced her back, lapping up the thin trail of blood that dripped from his bite. I'm going to fucking use you! His free hand twisted in her hair, jerking her head back as he slammed into her. He kissed her roughly, forcing her to taste her blood on his tongue. I'm going to... to... fuck you raw! he gasped, fighting his own urgent need. Gonna... fill you... with my... my cum... while you... you cum... on this thick... cock. He released her hair, gripping her throat again. Gods but he wanted to cum! Her body was playing his like an instrument! But he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. Instead he bit her again, pounding her mercilessly into the wall as he did.
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He slammed her back into the wall, the bricks cool and rough on her skin. Almost as rough as his teeth had been, in creating the dark welts and bruises on her breasts and neck. She shivered as he whispered in her ear, punctuated with a bite. Why she was letting him do this to her, she didnt quite comprehend. Any other asshole who tried to force himself on her would have lost his cock and possibly his life by now. Was it really just because this brutal fucking felt so good ? Still, she wasnt about to just take it, let him use her for his pleasure. He was determined to take credit for her orgasm? Fine, she would force his as well then. At least, she would , once he released her flesh from his teeth. Howling, as he buried teeth and cock within her, she moved against him, swallowing every dense inch of his meat, taking him, and making him feel her. He tried to distract her with a bloodstained kiss, and it almost worked, shuddering as she tasted her coppery viate on his lips. Each thrust he gave was met with her own, her firm ass smacking into his tight abs. Each time he connected with her far barrier, she clenched, squeezing his shaft until it damn near hurt. She answered his feral grunts with her own animalistic cries. She knew she was getting close, her body hungering for rapture, hungering for his steamy seed to flood her channel. The thought excited and angered her, that he was so gods damn good to force an orgasm from her. Still, she held on tight, strained howls echoing in their alleyway, as she waiting for him to cum, before she let go.
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His eyes went wide as she tightened around him, gripping his meat so hard he couldn't withdraw. By the gods , he gasped, lost in the sensation. What a woman! Far from being intimidated by him, she was giving as good as she took! Meeting him thrust for thrust and fucking him back as he plundered her body! There were no words, now. No taunts or threats or anything. Just animal sounds of lust, grunts and gasps wrung from his lips as flesh struck flesh. No longer gripping her wrists he explored her magnificent body with hands and lips and tongue and teeth, losing himself in carnal pleasure. His hips jerked rhythmically, forcing her whole body to move as her tight, slick sheath squeezed and milked his shaft. His orgasm was entirely unexpected. Her whole body seemed to clench around him, and suddenly he threw his head back and roared his pleasure into the night. His balls tightened and his cock seemed to swell within her, and then stream after stream of thick, hot seed pumped into her, mingling with her juices to drip down his shaft and her thighs as he filled her to overflowing.
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Maybe I should keep this one was his first coherent thought after he came. Because by the gods she was incredible. And the thought of a second and even a third bout, perhaps accompanied by wine and silken sheets was appealing. But... no. He'd be far too much at risk of becoming besotted, and a leader of men could hardly allow himself such luxuries. Not when they were such men as he led, at least. So, rather than say anything, he fumbled at his breeches and drew them back up, belting them around his waist without regard for the way his cock was still damp with their mutual lust. His shirt was a wreck, shredded and torn as she'd dragged it from his body, so he used it to wipe the blood and sweat from his chest and tossed it aside. Then he watched with smug pleasure as she limped away, walking carefully from the thorough fucking he'd given her. Perhaps, the next time he visited this city, he'd try to get his pocket picked again. But for now? Now he needed rest. He'd be negotiating the final terms of the contract he'd been offered, and needed to be at his best. You still look like hell, commented the older man . Yusef sipped dark, bitter coffee from a small cup and grimaced, not liking the way the sun blazed through the windows of the kahvesiri. And you hover like an old woman, Senzang, he grumbled back. I'm fine. I'll be fine for handling the negotiations. Lounging back on the cushions, Fayette cackled loudly at that. Really? Because you looked better last night. If I wanted your opinion... glowered Yusef. And last night, she continued, draining the last of her cup, when you dragged yourself in, I thought we were going to go have to murder a whole bunch of people. I didn't ask, he growled. And that's stopped me when? she countered. Seriously, though... you sure you were fucking? Because you looked like you got mauled by a tiger. Our captain has strange tastes, Sanzang commented dryly. Now that you're done , Yusef snapped, could you try to remind me why I brough you two? Because, Fayette drawled, pouring herself another cup, Eitoku's terrible with numbers. Kaarim would just eyefuck whoever showed up to negotiate, man or woman. And Igama and Muhyddeen would just grunt and posture and threaten. You just grunt and posture and threaten, Yusef pointed out. It's true, Sanzang commented as Fayette adopted an outraged expression. But you have the virtue of knowing when it is appropriate. All of that was true, of course. Sanzangakona Ulwazi was a font of wisdom and a trusted advisor, and a man that could have easily wrested control of the band from him had he chosen to do so. And Fayette, for all her ill temper, could make coins bleed and perform magic with the finances of the band. Both of them would be vital adjutants to his negotiations. I guess you're right, he muttered, putting on a show of resignation. I'll just have to make do. He downed a few bites of lamb kebab and honeyed bread, and cocked his head at the door. Assuming our contact ever arrives, that is.
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There's someone coming now, Fayette observed, watching the shadows cast on the curtain across their private nook. As she said it, she loosened her rapier in its sheath, indulging in a bit of paranoia that had kept her alive and reasonably intact for years. How many? Yusef asked, making sure the hilt of his scimitar was positioned well even as he adopted a studiedly casual air. Senzang, for his part, simply leaned forward and rested his chin on his cane. You'd have to know the older man well to know that he could brutally kill a man with that slender shaft of ironwood. Fayette studied the shadows for a moment. Two, I think. Well, that's good odds if they aren't our... He fell silent, jaw dropping as the crazy bitch thief he'd fucked hard pulled the curtain aside. Senzang and Fayette glanced at him, then at her, then at him again. What. The. Fuck? Fayette asked. Senzang lifted an eyebrow. It would seem we've met a tiger, he said with a slight grin. Yusef exploded to his feet. Gods of Hell, woman! he thundered. What demons have I slighted, what sacrifices have I forgotten, that you darken my day once more?