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Author Topic: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]  (Read 4127 times)

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Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #740 on: November 21, 2017, 09:03:47 AM »
Isabeau smirked a bit and leaned down to kiss him. "Guess we should make the last one count then, huh?" she murmured against his lips. Her hips ground firmly into his and she shuddered with a blissful sigh.

She pulled back and braced her hands against his chest as she continued to rock against him, lips slightly parted as her breath came short and sharp.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #741 on: November 22, 2017, 11:43:11 PM »
One of Gar's hands lowered to grip her by the hip, guiding her movements even as his other hand reached up to her side. He rolled his hips up in tandem with her own. One time, he even pulled her down when she dropped, freely using his giant's strength to manipulate her like she was a doll as he ground her down against himself. Then, he let her go so she could resume her motions.

"And how d'you suppose we do that?" He said, smiling up at her.

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #742 on: November 23, 2017, 03:46:55 PM »
Izzie studied him quietly for a moment, eyes cool and contemplative. Then she sort of softened, and rolled to the side, urging him up and over her.

"...Make love to me?" Her voice was small, the request almost timid. It was not a phrasing she used often- actually, ever, not that she could remember. Her cheeks flushed darker than they already were and she arched her back with a coaxing little twist of her hips.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #743 on: December 10, 2017, 12:19:44 AM »
Gar looked up and then down at her as she turned them over, taking his position over her. The switch caused him to slide out of her, and he let out a small breath.

Then, she spoke, and Gar was still for a few moments. Then, his lips cocked up into a gentle smile.

"Been a long time since I made love," he said with a wry grin. He propped himself up with one arm, using his other to trail a finger down her body, stopping just below her navel. Then, that hand gripped her hip, feeling the flesh of her thigh as she twisted her hips.

He let the head of his cock rest against her entrance for a few moments before he started to sink it into her.

"I love it when you move your hips like that," he said, and then he kissed her. When he came to a stop, he pushed in a tad more to really press down on her before he started to thrust, slow and deep.

"

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #744 on: December 10, 2017, 09:34:26 AM »
Her spine arched and Isabeau mewled appreciatively as he slid into her once again. She smiled and gave her hips another roll and twist, tilting her head at him slightly. "You mean like that?" she teased quietly, then sighed appreciatively as he began moving again.

If she was being honest with herself, the Captain of the Poison Storm wasn't sure she'd ever made love. Not like this, anyway. It was...intense, in a way she hadn't really expected. Her lashes fluttered against her cheeks and she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, groaning and panting quietly.

"Gar..." She reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair and drew him down for a kiss, moving her lips against his slow and languid.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #745 on: December 13, 2017, 04:14:27 PM »
Gar answered her voice with a light growl of his own, drinking deep of her kiss before he drew back, running his teeth on her bottom lip as he pulled away to straighten up. He looked down on her with his typical grin, but his eyes held softness and warmth as he adjusted their positioning. He looped his hands around her hips and lifted her hips up off of the bed, similar to how he'd lifted her before when they'd had their wild ruts.

But this time, he used her rather gently, allowing her to move in his grasp even as he pulled and pushed, finding an angle that had him coming to a stop inside her with power while maintaining this gentleness that had sprouted up between them.

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #746 on: December 13, 2017, 04:26:32 PM »
She groaned and ran her hands over his back and shoulders, murmuring words of praise and delight as they moved against each other. “Oh...oh, oh...”

Her hips stuttered up against his and she buried her face against his shoulder as she came with a rather understated, keening moan. As she came down from the high she clung to him, shaking slightly in his hold and breathing heavily.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #747 on: December 14, 2017, 02:27:36 PM »
"'Atta girl, just like that," Gar murmured, relishing her climax as he slowly dug her out. Then, he sped up just a bit, biting at his lower lip. Then, he nipped at her neck while she clung to him.

"Just a bit more, Izzy, I'm close..."

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #748 on: December 14, 2017, 02:30:19 PM »
"Mm..." Isabeau shivered again and let her head fall back to bare more of her neck to him, rocking her hips shakily up into his with a soft mewl. Already over sensitive, even the slight stimulation was enough to be almost painful.

Her arms wrapped tight around his shoulders and she gave another buck forward, grinding her hips into his determinedly with a soft gasp that was almost a sob, her head snapping up to kiss him hungrily.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #749 on: December 14, 2017, 10:02:33 PM »
That final kiss had him coming undone, and he emptied himself into her as their lips danced and his cock pulsed inside of her. When it was over, his lips finally parted from hers, and he let his head rest on the bed next to her.

Not wanting to squish her under him, however, he turned over and onto his back, laying next to her, utterly spent.

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #750 on: December 15, 2017, 06:47:00 AM »
Her breath escaped her in a long, shaky exhale and she turned onto her side to face him as he lay back, curving in a bit toward the warmth of his body.

She reached out to trace a finger over the inked patterns on his chest. “Stay the night?” she asked softly, her voice still a little breathless as she tried to fully come back to herself. “Bed’s plenty big enough for two...”

It wouldn’t be the first time Gar camped out in the captain’s cabin. As long as they didn’t make a habit of it, it shouldn’t raise too many suspicions.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #751 on: December 15, 2017, 08:12:14 PM »
"Is it?" Gar said, and he shot her a pie-eating grin.

"That's news to me."

He shifted a bit to get himself comfortable and pulled Isabeau closer. He reached down to throw some blankets over the two of them.

"G'dreams, Izzy."

Offline DragonSong

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #752 on: December 15, 2017, 08:22:24 PM »
Isabeau chuckled and shoved at his chest lightly. "Jackass," she accused fondly as she snuggled into his side and let her eyes drift closed.

The gentle rain continued even without her magical intervention, pattering lightly against the wood of the Storm. It was a lullaby she'd known all her life, and it didn't take long for her to drift to sleep.

Online Dauphin DaGlobster

Re: Why is the Rum Always Gone? [M]
« Reply #753 on: Today at 03:10:04 PM »
Gar was a bit longer for the world, staring up at the wooden ceiling of Isabeau's cabin, listening to the combination of gentle pattering with Isabeau's soft breathing against his skin.

Thoughts both fanciful and worrying danced through his mind. He'd never been this invested with someone on the ship. Sure, he was chummy with the lads and even true friends with a couple of the older ones, but...

...but now, he was tired.

Shrugging the thoughts away for later consideration, he decided to work on the more immediate objective of sleep. Adjusting his head slightly, he closed his eyes and let the rocking of the boat lull him to sleep.

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