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« on: April 17, 2015, 01:39:07 am »
Oh, gods in his pants, had he died and gone to smuggler paradise? Now this was his kind of woman! He needed a drink, and he knew just the place to get it. "Let's head to Aedolis. Let's go to MOOCHIE's. It's this rad bar in Haviah. I know the owner! We go way back. Maybe we can even find some work there and you can have all the ass chafing you want. Well, of the Captain variety that is."
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« on: April 17, 2015, 01:20:49 am »
Trevan ducked as the bullets sailed toward him, and when he heard the click of an empty clip, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned about, slamming a foot square in Duncan's chest, and bringing the bat up toward his face, slamming him upward against the jaw. But there was no time to finish him off, as he heard the voices of more men running down the hall.
He turned around and bolted for the window, promptly throwing himself out of it and into the night. He desperately clung to the ledge, holding himself up with one hand and slipping the bat into the holster of his back pack, trying hard to shimmy across the ledge.
And he dropped down to the ledge below and pressed against it.
1343
« on: April 17, 2015, 12:59:09 am »
The closeness was a harsh reminder of how long he hadn't been laid! And he had to take a breath to keep his cool. He grinned slyly to her, and gave a salute. "Aye, we're eye-to-eye. Captain," he said with a resolute nod.
He leaned in closer to her. "But on the off chance you change your mind, just what kind've attention do you want to attract?"
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« on: April 17, 2015, 12:06:15 am »
When Ra-Ra stumbled away, Trev stepped toward her, though he did not raise the bat in offense. Still however, she was a witness, and there was no telling just what she would do! Then again she was high out of her mind! Trev could see the vial next to his feet and almost stepped on it. He reached down and plucked it with his gloved hand - the fingers cut off - and he sniffed.
"Ra-ra? Ra-ra is everything okay?"
Shit!
Apparently her manager didn't wait for an answer and opened the door just as he turned around. Rigby stepped in and behind him was Duncan. Duncan moved ahead of Rigby, seeing Malcolm dead on the ground and the masked assailant half-turned toward them. It didn't take much to connect the dots just as Duncan pulled out the gun from beneath his jacket and aimed it out toward him. The bullets came flying, the suppressor making a soft fwiiip sound as Trevan ran for the desk, which just so happened to be where Ra-Ra was.
He made a flying leap, as bullets ripped through the wall, trying to follow the assailant's path of landing. Trevan landed on top of Ra-Ra, half covering her with his body, but he wouldn't stay in that position for long as Duncan came rushing at him from the side. Rolling to his feet, Trevan flipped the desk over and shoved it into the bodyguard, and he leapt for the other door into the suite, running for the window at the other end.
1345
« on: April 16, 2015, 06:26:12 pm »
He had yelped, and before him he saw wolf standing before him, eyes blood red, murderous, and every image seemed to echo. "What the! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" Malcolm managed to croak out just as the wolf man walked over him. Images of him flickered in and out of focus. "A fucking wolf!?"
Trevan raised the bat and swung it down. Malcolm raised his arms to deflect the blow, but the metal simply bashed through his arm and he screamed.
"Fucking creep," Trevan growled, his voice very much sounding like a wolf's own intonations. He raised the bat again and slammed it down on Malcolm, just as the man rolled away. The bat hit carpet, and Malcolm nursed his arm, stumbling to his feet in time see the bat coming for his gut. He groaned, the breath knocked out of him, and he stumbled backwards again.
He raised the bat one final time, holding Malcolm by the throat and slamming the weapon against his head. He kicked the body away and turned to Ra-Ra.
1346
« on: April 15, 2015, 05:03:24 pm »
The Burn hit him like a flash bomb and all of his sensations exploded at once. He opened his eyes to view Ra-Ra beneath him and he grinned, taking her with increasing force. He slammed into her progressively and was so involved with what he was doing that he neglected to hear the sound of metal in metal. Nor did he see the figure falling down from the ceiling behind him and pull the bat from his backpack.
But he did feel it colliding with his shoulder as the bat knocked him clean off Ra-Ra, and he tumbled to the carpet.
1347
« on: April 15, 2015, 01:33:23 pm »
"Holy shit!" He ducked when he felt the bullet explode behind his head and rounded a corner just in time.
1348
« on: April 15, 2015, 12:57:29 pm »
Malcolm barked a laugh. "Oh yeah? We'll just have to see what we could do about it," he purred in heat, working her hips as if their bodies were magnetic. he slowed his hips and paused entirely as a hand reached into the pocket of his trousers, and he pulled out a little vial. "I've got a little something that might make this a little more fun." It was called Slow Burn, and it made all sensations abruptly more intense, and dragged them out to a slow descent so that each sensation might be savored.
Malcolm continued to work his hips as he took one snort, half of the powder disappearing and he leaned forward offering her the other half of the vial, and he took what remained of her cigarette and dragged on it.
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« on: April 15, 2015, 07:32:27 am »
"Oh? Is that so? Well, maybe you should get a boyfriend that can properly finish the job. He looked a little flaccid to me." At that Malcolm did stop and withdrew from her sex, turning her rather forcefully into another position, bending her over and once again slipping into her folds. Oh this was his kind of sin, indeed. He gripped her hips, postponing her harder than before.
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« on: April 15, 2015, 07:23:19 am »
Like he'll he would! Cal reached into his coat and pulled out one of those canister chip containers and chucked it at her as he ran, chips flying everywhere on impact.
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« on: April 15, 2015, 01:28:29 am »
Geeze! You take a girl's pizza and suddenly she was so pushy! Besides, shouldn't there be a little mystery between them? It certainly made things more attractive, mechanical nut crusher or not. Calixte rolled his eyes but stopped midway as he peered at the seriousness of her expression. "Done! Done! All of it done! I mean, who knew hitching a ride was this easy. Well, sorta. I mean, I did sort've volunteer to be your crew now. But! Oh...er, we'll get to that."
He ran a hand through his luscious locks. He often considered his hair to be one of his best features, and it certainly got plenty dry when he was a guinea pig.
"Well, if you really need to know, I guess there ain't no dancin' around it. I'm a smuggler, or I was. I don't remember much of what happened after someone apparently decided I was trash. I guess I was sold to TRIM - for a nice price I might add. Not too many psychics that can manipulate electromagnetic fields. Needed a security system knocked out? Or Cameras to suddenly short out? Done. But my abilities ain't been as good since they started all their little tricks and games. Fucking cunts."
1352
« on: April 14, 2015, 03:09:15 pm »
Oh he knew she couldn't resist his charm. He grinned at her despite her panic and he saved his hands as if magically washing away her fear. "Don't worry, they're probably just barely figuring out I'm gone! They won't find me. And those Red shirts likely didn't even know I was from TRIM. If they come knocking, I'll whoop their asses. It'll be great."
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« on: April 14, 2015, 03:01:36 pm »
"Only the good ones," he said as he fucked her hard, increasing pace. To feel her nails dig into the cloth of his jacked, for he was still largely dressed, made him moan. Whether she enjoyed it or not was none of his affair, he's mail her until she was his, completely his. "You fuck like a dream, all hot inside like a goddamned nuclear reactor."
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« on: April 14, 2015, 11:56:18 am »
He ignored her comment about the spider and the web. She would be his now, at least until such time when he tired of her. Until then however, he kissed her hungrily, tongue running along hers, moaning loudly as he did so. Good girl, he thought and his other hand slipped further up her wet sex until he was wrist deep, before pumping his wrist in and out of her. Once she freed his erection, he slipped it inside her, along with his moving hand.
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« on: April 14, 2015, 07:35:50 am »
"Ask?" Malcolm laughed it up. " You don't get far in my business by asking. I see what I want, and I take it." At that he threw himself up from the seat and pinned her against the couch, kissing her hotly and hungrily with his scotch-filled breath. And one hand conveniently finding her moist folds and slipping his fingers inside.
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« on: April 13, 2015, 09:04:07 pm »
Now she was getting it. Malcolm's expression did not change all the while his hard-on pressed further against the barrier of his pants. "Why don't we see if your talents extend beyond that beautiful voice with that lovely mouth of yours?" he smirked at her, meeting her eye to eye.
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« on: April 13, 2015, 07:40:22 pm »
His grin widened. She was quick as a whip. "Good," he laughed. I like a woman who's multi-talented. But please don't take it as a critique. I always aim to assess my investments before I commit to them. I just want to see what more you can do. You say you're an artist. Prove it, wow me."
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« on: April 13, 2015, 05:38:37 pm »
Calixte's boots struck the smooth tile floor like nobody's business. He leapt over her fallen body and bolted down the hallway, bashing into the wall as he made a sharp turn and pushed himself off of it, hoping to give him an extra burst of energy. Oh the thrill of the chase! He'd forgotten how much he loved almost getting caught.
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« on: April 13, 2015, 05:10:43 pm »
Now they were talking. Well, almost...
"See I told you, Malcolm," Rigby said, steaming over his scotch. "She can handle it. Go on and tell her what we talked about it."
"I was just getting to that. Rigby, why don't you go take a walk, give us a minute."
He had to do a double-take. "What!? Give you a minute? Hey we're here to talk business, now that's what I'm here for."
"Rigby, take a walk."
"Now you listen here. I'm her manager goddammit!" Rigby's face turned red and he nearly threw his drink in Malcolm's face. But stopped short when the other man looked at him with dangerous eyes. He fixed his trousers and stood straight and he backed away. He downed the rest of his scotch and tried to make the best of the moment. At least Malcolm hadn't said no yet and hadn't walked out. That was a good sign. Slapping his hands together, he smiled to Ra-Ra. "I'll just take a walk, I'll be right back, darling. Don't you go anywhere now."
Malcolm waited until the door shut behind him, Duncan securing it from the otherside, before turning back to Ra-Ra. "Ra-Ra-Land. I have to admit I like the sound of it." He laughed and took a sip of his drink. "Now with that little weasel out of the way we can talk real business. I own lots of clubs, it's true. Even a big one in a city next over called Club Kinetic. Even Shangri-La's performed there on a number of occasions, but I think you can draw a bigger crowd."
Another drink. "I admire your confidence, Ra-Ra. But something about you still leaves lingering doubt. Something about you seems a little soft. It's a cut-throat world out there, you can't expect it to just be handed to you. So far, thing's have been good, but face the music, how long do you really think that can go on before ol' Rigby here makes off with your money the minute your reputation hits the ground? Just what are willing to do to make the world yours?" And his posture got more comfortable on that couch.
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« on: April 13, 2015, 04:36:08 pm »
Malcolm's smile flickered a little as he watched her button up her blouse. Shame, those were some nice tits. But maybe Duncan was right, maybe Shangri-La was just a little hotter. There was something about a little mystery that made his dick hard - or was it already hard when he walked into the room?
"Well, I saw your performance earlier, Ra-Ra, and I have to say I'm very impressed. I mean your big, but if you know the right people, you can really go places."
"That's just what I was saying," Rigby butt-in, desperate to be apart of the conversation. In fact the man started to mix some drinks and handed Malcolm an ice cold glass of scotch. "You know the right people, Ra-Ra, and you can have the whole world eating out of your hand. Maybe even the galaxy." He laughed and stopped when Malcolm put up his hand.
"Now, now, Rigby, let's not get ahead of ourselves."
"Right, ahem, sorry. But she's got the stuff ain't she?" Rigby fixed his tie and fixed his jacket.
"I said I liked what I saw, and that is no small measure." Malcolm kept his eyes on the pop star and sat down opposite her, crossing his legs. "But I've got to ask you, Ra-Ra, do you think you have what it takes to take on the world? To be bigger than all those other pop stars out there?"
Rigby looked at Malcolm and then his rising star. He cleared his throat and interjected. "Of course she does, Malcolm."
But the other man didn't even glance at him. "I believe I was talking to her. If she can't speak for herself, then we have nothing more to talk discuss." And when he did finally look at Rigby it was with nothing more than contempt.
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