Star Wars - Smuggler's Moon (For CdW)

Rogan

Damn, she knew how to blow my...mind! The waves of pleasure I was experiencing almost caused me to collapse in exhaustion. As it was, my knees started to buckle and I had to lean back against the wall of the shower to balance myself.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds, savouring the residual sensations pulsing through my body. Finally regaining a little of my wits, I looked down at her and ran my fingers through her long wet hair.

"Baby...that was..."

For some strange reason, my mind couldn't even grasp the concept of simple sentences right now, and Li'Anah smiled, looking pleased with herself for having induced this state in me.

She slowly stood up, sliding her wet body against me as she did so, her breasts pressing against my chest and her nipples rubbing against mine. She cupped my face in her hands and kissed me, sucking my tongue into her mouth. I returned the favour, tasting the tantalizing blend of our juices on her lips and tongue.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her around, pulling her back against my chest as I leaned against the shower wall. I wrapped one arm around her waist, caressing her stomach in wide, slow circles, slipping lower and lower with each rotation. As my other hand found her breasts, caressing her soft wet mounds and rubbing my fingers along the length of her stiff nipples, I kissed and licked the soft skin on her shoulders and neck, occasionally nipping at her sweet flesh with my teeth.

My hand on her stomach eventually found it's way between her legs, one finger sliding into her hot pussy while my thumb rubbed her clit in small circles. I closed my eyes again, maintaining the motion of my hands on her pussy and breasts as I tasted her skin with my lips and tongue.

Eventually, feeling my cock reporting back for duty, I turned around and pushed her back against the wall...



[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-28-2000 at 03:40 AM]
 
Li'Anah

It's good for a woman to keep her secrets. So, I didn't tell Rogan what was on my mind when I pushed away from him. Well, when I tried to push him away. He tended to forget everything else around him when his got in this condition. Some guys are like that drunk. Rogan was like that when he was horny.

"Rogan," I murmured against his lips, "don't you think we should get out of the shower?"

He didn't answer.

I pushed him away with my hands, but discovered that Rogan wasn't just horny. He was like a starving man. Still. He gripped my wrists with one hand and held them over my head against the shower wall. He pressed his body aganist mine to hold me still, then used his free hand to roam...
 
Rogan

There was something about Li'Anah that made me forget about everything else when I was with her. Sure she was hot, the hottest woman I'd even seen, but it was more than that. I think it was her spirit, her strength, the fire that blazed in her sparkling eyes. But whatever it was, I just couldn't get enough of her.

Pinning her wrists to the shower wall above her head with one hand, my other hand roamed everywhere -- her breasts, tweaking her hard nipples; over her stomach and hips; between her legs, dipping into her wetness and brushing over her clit.

I kissed her again, deeply and strongly, my tongue exploring her mouth. My wandering hand slid over her hip onto her ass, caressing her soft cheeks, teasingly running along the crevice between them

I cradled one of her thighs and lifted it up off the floor, Li'Anah instinctively wrapping the leg around my waist. As my hand glided up and down over her ass and thigh, I slid my hardness into her and began thrusting powerfully, pressing her tight against the shower wall with my body, as the hot water continued to fall on us...
 
Li'Anah

Rogan had a way of making me forget my name, forget my life, forget everything except his cock and the exquisite sensations he could evoke in my body. His fingers teased along the crack of my ass while his cock slid expertly into my pussy.
His lips sought and found mine, teasing me briefly before allowing his tongue to plunge into my mouth to play with mine. His chest crushed my breasts tight against him and I feared momentarily that we would go crashing to the floor of the shower. But he held me tight and I knew that I would be safe, for now.

Surrendering for the moment, I closed my eyes and rocked my hips to meet his thrusts.


OOC: Sorry so short, darling, but if you'll note the time, I'm about to turn into a pumpkin!
 
Rogan

OOC: No problem sexy ;)

IC: As the tempo of our heated coupling increased, I released her wrists from above her head and gripped her tight ass with both hands, squeezing and kneading her flesh as I thrust into her.

Locking my lips onto hers, I suddenly lifted her up off the floor, swallowing her brief gasp of surprise. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, squeezing me tight as I pushed her back strongly against the shower wall for balance, and began driving my cock harder, deeper and faster into her hot wet pussy, losing myself in the moment as the temperature in the shower and our bodies continued to rise...
 
Li'Anah

Rogan lifted me and held me, pressed back against the shower wall. Only his cock pressing in and out of me kept me from falling. It was a heavenly, weightless feeling. Sort of like zero-g. I allowed myself to be swept along in the moment, not thinking. When the waves of orgasm overtook us, I let them sweep me where they would. As usual, the ride was breathtaking.

In the aftermath of our passion, when I was barely aware of the world around us, Rogan carried us into my bedroom and laid me down on the bed, then joined me. He used his tongue to lap up all the excess moisture from my skin, an experience which threatened to lead to further...shenanigans.

Hooking one leg around him, I flipped him over onto his back and straddled his hips, sitting down on his stomach, safely away from his ever-straining cock. I held his arms down (granted, if he wanted up, he would easily get up, but sometimes he humored me) and gave him my most serious spill-your-guts-or-I'll-do-it-for-you look.

I knew I would regret this, but I said it anyways, "What is your plan, Rogan. Or are we just going to fly out of here on a wing and a pray with no ideas?"
 
Rogan

"Come on Li'Anah," I said as I 'struggled' to escape, "give me at least a little credit."

From the look on her face, it seemed that any and all credit was being kept firmly under lock and key right now.

"This is the real deal baby, I'm sure of it. I've got the keycard for a security locker, and the map to the treasure is in there..."

Li'Anah didn't look overly impressed with this revelation. "You mean you haven't even got a map!?" she groaned.

"Well...not exactly, but this wasn't just any old drunk I met in a bar. I knew the guy, he was a friend of my mother's and I think he even ran with Mott's pirates for a while. And if it wasn't for real then why would they ki..."

Damn! Maybe this wasn't the best time to mention that part... I quickly tried changing the subject.

"Hey, let me up, I've got something for you. A present..."
 
Li'Anah

After a little should-I-or-shouldn't-I struggle with my own mind, I rolled off of Rogan and let him up. He bounded to the other room to retrieve his pants and I sat back on the bed.
What had he been about to say before he changed the subject? Knowing Rogan -- and I do know him -- it wasn't good. He had this tendency to leave out certain information when he was trying to convince me to join him on some scheme or other. Usually, it involved some danger he didn't want me aware of. I sighed. He's up to his usual tricks. I determined I wouldn't fall for it.
Ages ago, when I was a little girl, I was pretty much like any other little girl. But my parents had been killed in some freak explosion on the ship they were on when returning from a trip without me. I was only 9. I had to grow up pretty fast after that. A 'droid could only provide so much care...
Watching Rogan bounding back into the bedroom, I was struck by how much he reminded me of my father. I would NEVER let him know that. I would die before I told him how safe he made me feel, even while dragging me to the remote reaches of the galaxy searching for something someone ELSE was usually determined to keep us from -- usually at blaster point.
I cursed my soft heart and looked up to see what had Rogan is such a fuss...
 
Rogan

I jogged back into the bedroom with one hand behind my back. I stopped in front of Li'Anah and grinned.

"Okay sexy, close your eyes..."

She looked skeptical, but I flashed her my most endearing smile and eventually she reluctantly complied. "This better not be..." she started, before I held out the gift in front of her and cut her off.
"Right, now open them."

As she opened her eyes she saw the gleaming gold necklace that hung from my hand, capped off with a sparkling sapphire at the bottom. I held the gem in my other hand and gently spun it around, causing a thousand tiny blue lights to dance within it's crystalline heart.

"As soon as I saw it, I thought of you Li'Anah." I said. "It reminds me of your eyes."

[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-30-2000 at 02:44 PM]
 
Li'Anah

For some reason, I forgot to breathe. The necklace was...gorgeous! The chain thin and delicate and the gem dangling from the bottom quite the largest I'd ever seen. I had never owned anything so beautiful. Tears started in my eyes when I looked up at Rogan, smiling down at me. He looked so expectant, so excited. So sweet.

I melted. I lifted my hair out of the way to let him fasten the jewel around my neck. His warm fingers lingered there, and he left a gentle kiss on the sensitive spot behind my ear. I bounded off the bed to admire the necklace in the mirror and was pleased with what I saw. It nestled between my breasts casting a blue fire whenever the light hit it.

I turned to Rogan and smiled resignedly.

"Okay," I said, with a small twinkle in my eye -- hey! I do love adventure! -- "What's your plan?"
 
Rogan

OOC: Hentai Man, you still there?

IC: Wow, that necklace really did look like it was destined to be worn by Li'Anah, the way it matched the sparkle in her eyes so perfectly. Of course, there was one slight problem, but I'd worry about that later...

"What's your plan?" she asked.

I slowly looked her up and down with a mischievous grin. "Well, I suppose we could start by getting dressed." She smiled, trying unsucessfully to stifle a laugh.

"Then we'll head over to Durn's place to see how the repairs to the Longshot are coming along. Once she's good to go we'll blast off, go get the map and then straight to the treasure. Sound good to you?"

Somehow I didn't think it would work out quite as easy as that...


[Edited by Friendly Dragon on 10-30-2000 at 04:13 PM]
 
ooc: sure am never left realy enjoying your writting i thought it was a personal thread, thou if you give me half a chance ill make an entrence



[Edited by Hentai Man on 10-30-2000 at 06:03 PM]
 
ooc: hey im experianced now, well anyway im going to enter ignore the post if you guys are private

he heard them talking and drew his blasters steping back behind the ledge takeing one last look around to make sure he had disposed of all the security cams that had been set up he waited for them to step out so he could make his move
 
OOC

Thanks, it's good to know we've got at least one fan :). We'll be coming out soon, and I think a bounty hunter would fit into the story quite well.

BTW you might want to head over to "Setting the old west" too. I believe there's a young lady waiting for you... ;)
 
Li'Anah

I giggled happily, then went in search of my jumpsuit and boots. Rogan dressed quickly, then strapped on his blaster. It took me a little more time. I strapped a tiny laser to the holster tucked low between my breasts. Then daggers in each ankle holster. Various pockets in my jumpsuit held knives, a vial of acid and some sleeping tablets. Finally, I strapped a blaster to my hip and stood, ready for action.

"Let's go!" I said.
 
Rogan

I quickly got dressed, coincidently giving me time to enjoy watching Li'Anah getting dressed too. Geez, she was packing some impressive firepower into that jumpsuit...and she was carrying a lot of weaponry too... ;)

"Let's go!" she said, when she was done.

I reached inside my jacket and brought out the keycard for the security locker, handing it to her. "Maybe you'd better keep hold of this Li'Anah, you know what I'm like."

Yep, she knew me only too well, better than anyone else in the whole galaxy in fact. She was well aware that things had a tendency to get broken when I was around.

She slipped the keycard into her jumpsuit with a wry smile, and we double checked the charges on our blasters before heading for the door. Pausing briefly to give her a playful pat on the butt, I activated the door controls and stepped out onto the street...
 
Li'Anah

"Maybe you'd better keep hold of this Li'Anah, you know what I'm like."

He was certainly right. And not only things like keycards got broken. Arms. Jaws. Noses. Ribs. Fingers. Occasionally a leg. And you wouldn't believe his wounds if I told you!
He patted my butt and we left the apartment. I was laughing, not a care in the world. I pivoted toward Durn's and the Longshot but was stopped short by the barrel of a blaster in my face...

I turned my head toward Rogan, slowly, and asked, "Friend of yours?"
 
ooc: everything about him screamed that he was a native of Nar Shaddaa posture, accent and his total disregard for anything he didnt care about

ic:it was on my my better works clean and quike i had the barrel of one hand cannon on the womens noise and the other steadly trained at rogans forehead my two extra arms that i had attached to my sides 3 weeks ago remained hidden in my coat holding my other set of blasters i decided to keep that asset a secret for now

"Rogan Harkes and... some lady i am Crucidius"

i waited as they exchanged glances then spoke agian

"i have overheard your plan to recover this Celis Mott treasure and i want in"

i slide the barrel under the jaw of the women pressing it agianst her throat and holding her mouth shut so she couldnt reply

"33 percent since there are 3 of us if you want more to join the party then you hire them with your percent of the cut im a bounty hunter by trade and if i do say so myself a damn fine gunner my refrences i found your lover's flop house and got the drop on both of you so what do you say?"

the steady hum of the overpowerd blasters qued in showing i ment bussiness dispite my young age in comparison to other races i winked to the women after my little speach

[Edited by Hentai Man on 11-01-2000 at 06:30 PM]
 
Rogan

Great. It's funny how every time you think things are starting to look up, life always manages to slap you in the face.

The heavy blaster at my temple caused me more than a little consternation, but it's counterpart at Li'Anah's throat caused my heart to skip a beat.

"Woah, take it easy there tough guy." I said, slowly raising my hands. "No need to threaten the lady, I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement."

Crucidius...I'm sure I'd heard of him. He sure seemed to know me anyway.

"Hey, I know you," I said, as my memory dredged up the information I was looking for, "you're one of Ko'Val's hired goons...er, guns, right?"

OOC: Hope you don't mind me adding this bit Hentai, it fits the story and gives you a reason for following Rogan in the first place. Ko'Val = a notorious loanshark = a nasty piece of work with little patience for people who don't pay on time = someone who coincidentally Rogan owes rather a lot of money to :)
 
"heh your a quik man rogan ya i work for Ko'Val thats why i was fallowing you so keep in mind ether way i get paid" i was bullshitting him now i had fallen out with Kol'Val in a magor way and i was originaly here to ask/beg for a job in exchange for a ride off the planet but as always the upperhand just happend to belong to me the way he looked at this girl i knew he wouldnt try anything stupied with her life ether
 
Li'Anah

My eyes flashed fire at Rogan, but I held still with Crucidius' blaster pressing into my throat. If he was going to get me killed right outside my door, I would spend eternity haunting the bastard. Although to his credit, there seemed to be real fear in his eyes despite his casual words.

He owed money to Ko'Val? Wait a minute!!! I thought immediately of the lovely, large and no doubt expensive jewel cushioned between my breasts...

[Edited by Countess DeWinter on 11-02-2000 at 06:03 PM]
 
ooc: for clarity and becuase i have nothing better to do at the moment then nit pick his hand isnt over the her mouth the gun barrel is possitioned on her throat so she cant move her jaw down to talk

[Edited by Hentai Man on 11-02-2000 at 05:59 PM]
 
Rogan

Yep, Ko'Val...thought as much. I wasn't that late with my payments, surely? Just a month or two...

My first instinct was to try jumping the guy, but with the blasters trained on both Li'Anah and myself, that was probably too risky, even for me. I needed to buy us some time and hope for an opportunity to arise.

"Okay hotshot, you're holding all the aces. You gonna keep us here like this or you got a plan?"
 
Li'Anah

In total disregard of the thug with a blaster at my throat, I crossed my arms (giving Rogan a peek at my cleavage cradeling the jewel) and glared at Rogan.

Either this guy gets his blaster off my throat, I thought to myself, or I'm going to break his nose.
 
"ill tell you what rogan"

i pulled my blasters back and slide them back into my baggy sleaves keeping my 3erd and forth arm's blasters ready but they didnt know about thouse

"a sign of good faith im sure we can work together peacefuly and if your going after Motts hual your going to need more then a limp wristed free trader and a women especialy since if i dont kill you good ol Kol will send more"
 
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