The Desert House

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Cheek against her husband's back, Hebe watched the sun rise slowly over the desert; light streaking through the window across both their bodies. Beams caressing down the center of Hercules' back and the swell of his ass, where her fingers strayed idly. Behind her, their hair mingled and co-mingled, her corn silk golden mixing with his honey blonde

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She peered over at him, slightly afronted. "I always play fair." And she did, too. Except when she didn't.

"It's not my fault you can't think straight if I'm sucking your..." Hebe broke off with a demure smile, licked her lips and then promptly began to suck on an ambrosia lollipop that hadn't been in her hand a moment before.

"Caribbean. The tropics are nice."

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"You were a captive. You weren't supposed to steal my sword and counter-capture me. And you certainly weren't supposed to tie me up and have your way with me when you were supposed to be the virtuous maiden!"

He coughed. "Um. Not to say I disliked it..." Hercules seemed distracted by the sight of her sucking on the lollypop.

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She kitten lapped the golden oblong piece of hard candy at her mouth. "I was an experimental virtuous maiden. I didn't know what I was doing. I was just... doing it. To get back at the evil pirate who captured me."

Hebe wiggled on the bed, as the candy dipped in and out of her mouth a couple times. She smacked off and licked her lips. "Experimental maidens don't know they're going to enjoy themselves."

She crawled closer. "Anyway, if you don't want me to capture you, don't leave your sword just lying there in plain sight."

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Herc looked intrigued. "So if I want you to capture me, I should leave my sword out in plain sight?"

He raised an eyebrow as a thought occurred to him. "Or you could be the dashing and beautiful pirate queen, and I could be the virtuous but poor young man going to seek my fortune in the new world..."

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The lollipop disappeared and Hebe rolled. In moments she was astride him looking intrigued. "Pirate Queen of the The Black Rose, out to corrupt the stodgy virgin accountant ?"

The wicked grin on her face was one of pure delight. "I like." She leaned over to whisper in Herc's ear. "Tied up in her cabin, the poor young man wondered whatever had happened to his previously predictable life. As the cool tropical evening breeze blew in through the cabin's one open window, he also wondered if he'd ever see a pair of trousers on his body again."

She chuckled.

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He shivered as he grinned wickedly, then schooled his expression to one of scandalized fear.

"Please, miss, you can't mean to do this! I'm saving myself for when I wed!"

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She chuckled again, folding her arms across her chest in a very familiar way. "A fine strapping lad like you ? I find it hard to believe you've never touched yourself, thinking about white thighs and pale breasts and lips all over."

She wiggled down and gently kissed the middle of Herc's chest. "Lips. all. over."

Braced above him, her hair fell forward, tickling and dancing against his skin.

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"But it's wrong! I've pledge to stay... um. Stay morally upright and, and virtuous in the face of, ah, temptation...." His voice trailed off.