Thread: ALL the nomads!  (an Autumn QueenxMadam Mim mash of several ongoing rps)

The Stowaway We...we could be lovers some way, Lily offered shakily as Giorgio advanced on her. Please...I can be your lover, if only you just... But he was pushing her down onto the mattress. She stopped talking immediately, hoping she hadn't said too much and made him angry. The little stowaway slave began to shake as the captain's hand moved up her body. Lily held her breath momentarily as his fingers wrapped around her throat, afraid he might begin to strangle her. But if she was dead, he couldn't take his pleasure from her. Ruined though her innocence had been, Lily was still nave to the ways of the world she had no idea that such a sick individual may have actually gotten enjoyment from that sort of thing. Do...am I...am I pleasing to you, Giorgio? she asked shakily. Am I too skinny? Are my breasts too small? These were actually things she had always worried about, though she didn't particularly care about the gypsy's opinion. I...I can change, if they are. I want to please you. Only to save Garrity, she added in her head. She closed her eyes and breathed in sharply as her body began to awaken painfully. She had recently been raped she didn't want to even entertain the thought of what was about to be done to her. The Gypsy I'm sorry, Lily whispered just before Jack's lips met hers. She felt guilty that he felt so strongly for her when she had never realized this life-long torch he'd been bearing for her. She felt like she was taking advantage of him...but she couldn't let the Dreadful Italian take her virginity. She would have sooner married Jack or died a spinster. Lily breathed in sharply when Jack pressed his lips to hers. She had to hang on to his shoulders to keep herself upright and her head began to spin. It wasn't so much the kiss as the whole situation. She was kissing her best friend, about to give her virginity to him...and he was in love with her. But she wasn't with him. If she were honest with herself, the kiss wasn't how she had imagined her first kiss to be. There was no spark, no cherubs, no swelling music. Although she could definitely feel something else beginning to swell. Jack...only do this if you're certain, Lily whispered shakily, opening her eyes and looking up at him as their lips parted. I don't...I don't want to hurt you. Still, her young, teenaged body seemed to be moving of its own accord she didn't remember allowing her dress to fall to her waist, nor wrapping her arms around Jack's neck. It seemed as though his shirt had come off of its own accord, but she realized as the cloth slipped from her fingers to the ground that she must have done it. Jack's chest and arms were muscular from years of hauling nets and guiding boats through storms. Though his hands were calloused from such work, his skin was soft as she ran her hands over his chest. Lily leaned against him, but her legs still shook. It took a concerted effort, but she finally managed to get her breath under control. Her breath was warm as she leaned in to him, planting long, slow kisses onto his chest. She wrapped her arms tightly around his middle before sliding her hands slowly down to his ass.