Charloft Summer Drabbles - Boat

[her_own_sword]

OOC: his_firstborn used in limited form with the kind indulgence and trust of his creator and protective 'mum'. This started as a drabble but is over that word count, so, meh, not posting it in the comm. Timeline is post Lisa.The yacht was dancing across the still ocean, and the family on board was recovering from several years of loss, death, betrayals and

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[her_own_sword]

"My dearest Daniel, I have been alive since the Bronze Age, and I can assure you that I have made a complete fool of myself, and for far worse people." Cassandra's warm, brown eyes had a bit of humour, as well as regret, in them. "You will fall in love, fall on your face and get back up. That is the life of our kind. If not, then you are not living, merely existing." She eased as gently out of the topic as she went into it, but left him with a good note. "Whenever the sting hurts from that, Daniel, just remember Benjamin. The real love we get is precious and will sustain us, long after they have gone." Cassandra gently kissed his cheek, and led him over to sit. "Yes, really. But this remains between us. I have always sensed in you a heightened sensitivity. It seemed, when you were a child, that you could feel more and know more than most. It will serve you well, once you learn to control it. However, you need to guard it, in the meantime, because you lead with your beautiful heart, and that can lead to longing and wanting, for that which you should not desire...and that which is not good for you." She knew he would understand, without a lecture, so she moved on. "Tomorrow, we will go diving. I want to start your exercises with nature, but in a silent world of peace."

Cody Jean couldn't relax, up on the deck, so she went down to her stateroom, to find a diversion. Hsu was gone, and even when he wasn't, he had been a bit distant since the Lisa debacle. She had been right about that little bitch, all along, and neither Hsu male liked it when she was right and they were wrong.

Fuck it all to fucking hell...I'm not going to bed like some old lady.

Cody quickly showered and slithered into the hottest outfit she had bought in quite some time. In fact, she had not gone to this edgy style since James' birth. The outfit reminded her a little of the famous opera dress of so long before, but this was not for classical fun...oh, no. This was a tiny, tight silkly skirt and top, black with Swarovski crystals that shimmered and swung in small strands, when she moved. The skirt rode low on her hips and ended high on her thighs, while the top was very simple, aside from the bling. But the top ended right under her breasts, just barely decent for public. On her feet? Black stilettos with five inch killer heels. Her sun bleached hair was flat ironed silky and straight, and she was definitely rocking the smokey eyed, dewy lipped look.

Cody Jean didn't look like anyone's mother, not tonight. If Danny was going to be a brat, and Hsu was going to be absent? Cody was going to go find some trouble to be had, bad trouble, good trouble. The way she and Hsu used to be, and the way she needed to be, again. The silver coke bottle in her purse was taken out, and she took a nice little spoonful up each nostril, then checked the mirror to be sure there was no trace. Now...this was a party.

She stepped carefully on deck as the smaller craft pulled up with Hsu and Orestes. "No need to turn that off, Jino, because I need a ride into town." Cody arched a brow at Orestes, when he climbed up to the deck and passed her, looking her over in amusement. "Staring? Take a picture, it lasts longer." It sounded like she was seventeen, again, sassing Andy, and she waited for Hsu to come aboard, so she could climb down in her teetering heels.

[her_own_sword]

"That young woman had no idea what she was doing, the risk she created for you. All she cared for was her own ambition. Real love...true love...it would allow no such breach of trust. Think about that, when it really hurts, the fact that Ben would have never betrayed you in such a way. Then let her go, accepting that she was not the right one, and that you are stronger than that sort of thing can destroy. Moving on is never easy, Daniel. The Gods know I hold great bitterness, myself, though I endeavor to keep it in its place." Cassandra's expression showed, for a moment, her bitter hatred that she nursed for thousands of years.

She took his hand, understanding why he needed to back away from memories or thoughts of future romance. It was just too soon. "The water will be perfect, and the peace of it will soothe your mind."

Cody knew he was looking. He was about as subtle as a bull in a china shop, with those eyes. Everything else in his expression might be blank, but she had learned to read those eyes a long, long time ago.

"I'm going into town. I'm bored. It's like a senior cruise, here. I half expect you to start a canasta or shuffleboard tournament." It was a little bit smart-assed, given that she was high, but not so much that he might react too strongly. That was always a fine line, with him. "I need to burn off some energy." Translated, that meant she wanted to dance, kill or fuck in a most depraved manner...or all three. A bored, frustrated Cody Jean was never a good thing, just like a bored Hsu was downright dangerous.

[civ_barbarian]

Daniel saw that bitterness in her eyes. If Cassandra, one of the strongest women he knew, had found it so difficult to put her past with the Horsemen behind her, then what chance did he have? And his injury was not nearly so bad as that which was done to her. "I just wish... I wish we didn't always have to lose the best people." Yes, Lisa had betrayed him, but it had happened at a low point for him with Ben so recently dead, the last of so many who he had grown up among. She had taken advantage of his want/need to find someone as loyal as his lover.

Hsu's gaze finally fixed on Cody's, and for a number of seconds, he studied her eyes as she spoke. "You're high." There was no judgement in it, just fact. He also knew what she meant by 'burn off energy' as it was a phrase she had learned from him. After James' death, he had witnessed how she had changed as her predatory and brutal side had emerged in those months. Her reaction to Lisa's betrayal had shown that that side of her had not disappeared. "Let me change clothes, and I'll help you." He called down to the driver of the boat to wait to take them back ashore. By now he was standing so very close to her, looking down. "Bring your sword." There were two Immortals, unhappy with the sudden limelight, seeking Hsu out in town. Cody might just get at least two of the things she wanted, and at the same time, he would remind her where she belonged.

He dressed quickly into his black leather pants and a steel-grey t-shirt, just the type of clothes he liked to wear to go out hunting. His hair was loose. With his large scimitar in hand, he rejoined Cody at the boat. They took seats at the back of the speed boat as it headed away from the yacht. Hsu held out a hand for the vial of coke, his other on her thigh and the smallest of smiles on his lips. "I've needed to do this as well, since this began."

[her_own_sword]

"I know, Darling. I know. But we never lose them, not completely. Not so long as we keep their memory alive." She embraced him, tightly, which was rare. Cassandra was not a sentimental woman, and her emotional side only came out with her son and grandson, but even then it was a formal kind of love. This was a very special and deep type of moment, one that was a showing of their bond. "I believe that we are alone, for dinner. Would you do me the honor of dining with me? I would enjoy your company."

Cody shrugged at Hsu's statement. Yes, she was, and she knew he wouldn't care. It wasn't as if they were at the office, doing business. She had only made that mistake one time, and the punishment had been swift and merciless, so that she never made that stupid mistake again. While he changed, she got her sword, as well as her dagger and her sleek pistol. Hunting would be so good for them both, and the aftermath of the kill always gave them great pleasure, cementing their close bond. It would push all thoughts of Daniel out of her head, and she marvelled at how Hsu had such great timing, not knowing of Cassandra's mental imagery to him.

Lord, but she loved him in leather. It was HOT! With his loose hair, he looked like some kind of rock star god, the kind that women screamed for. Cody handed over the vial, and kept her eyes on that small smile, laying her hand over his on her leg. "I think you needed it before. This whole disaster just made it worse. You were never meant to be cooped up in the office all the time." Since he was going to be using the coke, she didn't kiss his neck or cheek, but boldly lifted the edge of his shirt to kiss and lick over his chest. "Mmmmmm...I can't wait. I've been ever so good, lately..." She gave him her best, wide-eyed, innocent look and affected a young, girlish voice as she looked up from his ribcage. "...I didn't even say that I told you so about that little bitch...even though I did tell everyone." Cody had been right about Lisa, and was mad at herself for not trusting her instincts better. "But, you know, you taught me everything about instincts, hunting, defending what is ours..." More kisses, from navel to nipple, and a grin up at him. "What will you teach me, tonight? I hope it is something very, very rough. I miss rough."

[civ_barbarian]

The force of Cassandra's hug was certainly a surprise, but a very welcome one, and Danny returned it just as tightly as he held her, burying his face against her hair, taking comfort from her reassurance. When they eventually pulled apart, he nodded, having also felt the absence of both Cody's and Hsu's Quickening. "I would love to, Gran. Your company is the best." He stood and offered his bent arm for his grandmother to take.

Hsu leaned back against the side of the speedboat as he enjoyed Cody lavishing her mouth over his chest. While she was busy doing that, he opened the vial and inhaled a small spoonful of the pure coke up each nostril. He smiled slightly as it hit his senses, and he looked down at her. "You have been good." He did wish he had listened more to her and not dismissed her suspicions as jealousy. "That bitch covered her tracks expertly. We had all grown complacent that MacDonald's system was the best." And it was, when he had developed it, but it had clearly become outdated in the several years since his death. It was not an oversight he would make again.

He did not even mind her coy act, although at another time he might have rebuked her for gloating. Instead, he pulled her astride on his lap, forcing her already short skirt to hitch even higher up her thigh. He placed his large hands on her hips so that he could grind her against his own leg. "You'll have rough once we hunt down those Immortals. I want to kill and to fuck, but we will give them one chance to join us, ." A chance he knew they would decline. "Then we kill them slowly, painfully. And once they are finished." He paused, lifting up her chin to kiss her hard and deep. "I'll show you how to fuck in your enemy's blood." His senses were heightened both from the coke and from simple need for her after so long, and after so much focus on business. By the time the boat pulled up to the harbour dock, his hand was roughly caressing her thigh, and his erection strained in the tight confines of those leather pants.

Once the boat was tied, he pushed Cody off him, but raked her with one more intense, steamy gaze as he grabbed his scimitar. Another of his men was waiting at the end of the dock, and he looked curiously at the two Immortals. The sexual tension between them was almost palpable. At Hsu's order, he told them that the two they would be hunting were still in the same area as before. Holed up in an abandoned farm on the outskirts of the town, clearly waiting for their own chance to hunt down Hsu and his family. "Idiots!" Hsu snarled. "Should've gone to ground on holy ground."

[her_own_sword]

"Andy created the best system, but yeah...even the best needs and upgrade." She missed MacDonald, and Lars, after so many years. But she was high, and didn't want to let that go away.

Cody Jean gasped in delight when he dragged her up and had her straddle his leg. The leather of his pants, along with the teeny bit of silky elastic of her thong panties, gave a perfect friction. It was so perfect that he damn near had her coming, just with the coke and the rubbing. She rubbed, too, with her hand over his hard, straining cock, and she boldly leaned over to lick on the outside, and lightly rake her teeth over. Cody threw her head back, rocking on his leg like some obscene and perverted pubescent girl on her uncle's knee at a family dinner...the uncle no one let the kids stay with too long.

She had just felt those lovely shudders rising, and then he pushed her off, and she growled and grumbled with frustration. There may have even been a little bit of a pout. Sigh! Oh, well, they had enemies to kill, and blood to fuck in, and that would be fun, especially with the nice, big vial of cocaine.

"Let's hope there is no family cemetary there, on that farm." She had her bag, which had black leather ballet slippers. After all, a girl couldn't sword fight in five inch Jimmy Choos. She pulled her katana, and strode beside her lover. This was going to be too much fun, and they got into a jeep, ready to go. In the back seat, she looked up in Hsu's eyes, her own bright and high. "I can't wait."