Charloft Summer Drabbles - Boat
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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"Come and get me, bitch boy." That she had not responded to his crude, and no doubt over-exaggerated, claim he would fill her, gave all the indication she needed to of how little she thought of his offer. Clearly, he found that offensive, because he took the bait, coming at her to engage. Cody's eyes took in how he walked, how he stepped and shifted weight...a million little things about another fighter that were invaluable when it came to advantages in a swordfight. When he brought up his sword to take the first swing, she noticed that his grip shifted when he swung from above, as opposed to from below.
His swing towards her shoulder was met by an upward block, and she stepped towards that side where his slight weakness was, slicing inward towards his flank. The man dodged, but his foot slipped ever so slightly, which was noted by her sharp eyes. Few Immortal women were this trained, by masters. He drew first blood, by swinging towards her calf, and she hissed in pain, but steadied herself. That lucky hit seemed to fuel his cockiness, and he made a mistake by stepping into her strongest side, and she hit him with an upward slice to his upper hip, almost to his groin, and he shouted a stream of curses at her. That was just fine with her. Let him expend precious breath and energy cussing, she would spend hers fighting.
For a while, they went blow to blow, blocking and moving. Cody caught sight of one of Hsu's men, gun trained, and she shook her head. She was confident that she could do this herself, and she wanted it, wanted the Double Quickening and the aftermath.
The fool saw her shake of her head, and smirked. "What's the matter, girly? Getting tired? That's okay, tell you what, you be my girl and after we take care of your boyfriend, we can party." He licked his lips, and leered, because as she moved, her outfit showed quite a bit. Cody didn't care about the possible exposure. It was good distraction.
He cut towards her shoulder, and hit pretty hard, which hurt, but also cost her one strap of her top. Oh, well, it seemed to affect him more than her. She countered with a lunge, and thrust up into his lower rib cage and upper abdomen, which brought a scream from him, though he didn't fall.
Cody knew to exploit deep wounds, and to take down a larger opponent by hammering at them before they could heal. Grunting, she came at him, blow after blow after blow, before he could recover, and landed another across his chest. The shock on his face was priceless, she wished she had a camera.
"Not such a badass now, are we, asshole?" With narrowed eyes and intense concentration, Cody came in, dodging his weakened swings, circling around to the side, behind, making him move and turn, getting him unsteady. It was time for the kill, almost, and she hurried it by cutting hard across his meaty thigh, so he staggered and nearly fell. Her blade glinted in the moonlight as it went up, and she could hear Hsu taking care of business behind her. She hoped he had seen her work. Cody took a deep, steadying breath...ready for the kill and also for any last gasp surprise the man might be able to muster.
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He also wasted his breath on words. "You've made us all targets! Why else have we always had to hide away?"
Hsu blocked again, twisting his opponent's sword away with little effort. "We make the most of it. In the open, we can face our true enemies openly. Expose them for what they really are."
"Bullshit!" There followed a rapid attack that Hsu allowed to let drive him back. In the periphery of his vision, he could just see that Cody was faring well against her foe. She may still be relatively young, and certainly did not possess the strength of many men, but she had learnt from warriors who had many thousands of years of experience as well as an array of styles. He returned his focus back on his opponent, blocking each attack, but letting the man put more power behind each one as Hsu gave ground.
Thinking he was tiring Hsu out, he summoned what was left of his strength and put it all behind each strike. The way he was being forced to back up must mean the ancient couldn't survive the onslaught. He brought his sword above his head and swung down, hoping to drive Hsu to his knees.
Hsu saw the look of triumph in his face and responded with cold, blank eyes as he side-stepped the strike. Momentum caused the man to over-balance, and he went stumbling in front of him. Hsu slashed across his back but then waited as he tried to get off his knees, listening to the man's panting. "Get up! I wanted a fight, and so far, you've disappointed me." He just lifted his sword a fraction, and the man scrambled to his feet, holding his sword out before him like a novice. He glanced over at Cody once more, and saw her attacking, causing major wounds in her opponent.
Then he chose to attack. His scimitar was a heavy and ill-balanced weapon, but it suited Hsu perfectly as he wielded it as gracefully as a rapier and showed no signs of tiring from its weight or his efforts. Each strike was parried with increasing desperation, and he more often got inside the man's guard to land deep cuts to his sides and legs, eliciting cries of pain.
One last attack and it was all but over. As he raised his sword to block one last time, the shock waves that had reverberated up his arm each time steel met steel didn't and instead his sword felt light. He looked down in shock as he realized his blade had shattered underneath that nasty looking curved blade. He fell to the ground, throwing aside the useless hilt and raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Please! I give in. Just let me live, and I'll help you. Do whatever you want!"
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As soon as he knew Cody had taken her head, he shouted an order to his men. "Get back and stay back!" Most were familiar with Quickenings but this would be far more powerful and even Hsu wasn't sure how much and how far its destructive powers could reach. The first tendrils of power wrapped around his legs, rising against his body, and he looked over to her, the lust also rising in him as he noticed her dishevelled top. A bolt of lightning cracked across a cloudless sky, forking out above them, one branching out towards Cody and the other striking him. His whole body arched, shaking him and forcing him to drop his sword. He cried out, not in pain, but a battle roar as the power of the double Quickening wrapped around both of them and shutting out the rest of the world for the duration.
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"All of you guys, get back! Stay away, no matter what! Get away from the cars!" Cody's katana came down in one fluid arc, and she had a second to remember how she had practiced taking a head cleanly. When she first went to college, she read how Thomas Cromwell and Mary Stuart, as well as others, had been hacked at their beheadings, and she practiced on melons, dummies...so many things...because she didn't want to do that, the way she did on her first kill. The Immortal's head fell, and her eyes locked first on the fountain of blood from his neck, as the body stayed up for a few seconds, a grotesque, yet fascinating, sight.
But then her eyes turned to the center of her world, watching as the first bolts struck Hsu. She speared her sword into the earth, and waited for the bolt to strike her. The force was unlike anything she had ever felt. No kills before had prepared her for the power of the Double Quickening, and her scream into the night was so loud and gut wrenching, it sounded like it came from above, to her own ears.
She saw fire fork across the grass, into the building that the men had hidden out in. Hsu's men would put that out, because they did not need the authorities showing up, not when they had such delicious plans for the aftermath. In fact, Orestes would handle any emergency calls from anyone who might see the explosions or fire.
But then, suddenly, all rational thoughts were gone, as the tendrils of energy fully engaged and joined her with Hsu. She watched him, saw him look at her, and in that moment, she never felt more connected to him. It was powerful, indeed, even moreso than the many times they had killed together. She felt his power, and she felt the presence of others, mostly James. It was painful, but pleasurable, as well, to take on that energy with the man who had shaped her to be all she was. Cody Jean's arms were out, her face turned up to the sky, until her slight frame was completely overwhelmed and she collapsed to the ground, landing in the pool of sticky blood growing at her feet.
The bolts didn't lessen, even when she was down. Cody tossed, and turned, rolling onto her back. The blood smeared over her, across her thighs and belly, even over her exposed breast. Finally, she blacked out, looking over to her lover, When she woke, a few minutes later, she was staring up at the stars, smelling the sulfur, the grass, the blood and the stench of her victim. Cody moaned, fighting down the Qickening of her opponent, clamping it to its right place and asserting her power over it. "Hsu?" She was too drained to turn her head back over, just trying to gather her wits. However, even in her initial disorientation and weakness, there was an incredible feeling inside that was growing quickly. It was pure power, a triumphant and addictive pleasure...and the most overwhelming lust she had ever felt in her entire life.
"Hsu..." It was both whisper and growl, calling out for him.
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Finally, it was too much, even for him, and he fell to his knees. Within him he could feel the his opponent lifeforce and, to a lesser extent, that of the other man. He could also feel Cody's presence in a way far deeper than he had ever sensed before. Forcing himself to turn his head and met her eyes, that connection between them so very strong. He was even aware of the lightning shifting from himself to her and back. Around him, he had some distant awareness of at least two fires, but he wasn't concerned knowing Orestes would deal with it. It was like nothing he had experienced before. Even on his knees, he struggled to remain upright and sank to his hands, letting them support his exhausted body.
He wasn't even aware that he had lost consciousness, although when he came around, he thought he'd been out for just a few seconds as he could still feel the Quickening trying to assert itself inside him. Hsu could hear Cody calling to him, but couldn't answer her as he fought to control the intruder's personality.
When he looked up and pulled himself back to his knees, he sought out Cody again. Finding her, his gaze was dark, hungry, and might have made any other run in fear from such dark lust. "I'm here." His growl was low, rough, and made clear his need. His men were gingerly approaching now that the storm was over, some going to fight the fires, others still shocked by the power of what they had seen and curious to see that their boss and Cody were okay. Hsu crawled over to her like a panther stalking prey. He was steel hard, his lust reaching a boiling point that craved an outlet. He reached out for her, grabbing her loose breast as he unbuckled his pants. "First time, right here in the blood of the conquered." His hand smeared blood and mud over her thighs as he sought entrance for his swollen cock.
This time it would be fast, but it would also be hard and full of primitive need. The barbarian claiming the spoils of his...their...victory. And if Hsu was aware of his men, he didn't show it.
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Had any of those men been Lars, Andy or even Csaba, she might have been embarrassed. But she had become much more cavalier about the men, and far less attached to them. If they couldn't handle seeing them fuck, well, they could go find other jobs. This was not a position for timid or weak sorts. Hsu didn't give a fuck, and neither did she, and these men need to move off and do their work, and let their boss do as he wanted. Orestes knew what the drill was, and he would oversee his troops.
She threw the remnants of her panties off to the side, and bent her knees. "Yes...I want that...need you." Cody reached up and pulled him down, her ass lifting, almost demanding he enter her, and take her hard. "Hurry...fuck me. Then we do more."
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"We'll do much, much more." His voice was even rougher now as he kneeled above her, taking hold of her slender hips and rammed himself inside her. She was so small and tight, and he was so large, it had to hurt her, especially with such lack of foreplay. There was no finesse, this was all primal, animal need as he pounded her, liking the way her petite body shook from each thrust. He didn't seem to care if Cody was enjoying this, his own needs foremost, but in that barely aware logical corner of his mind, he knew she would be, and that she would come as hard as he was going to. "Scream for me when you come, rake your nails down my chest. COME!" It was an order and a roar as his own orgasm took hold of him, and he emptied himself deep inside her. Even finished, his cock kept hard enough that he could keep on fucking her...and he did.
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She came, alright, with a scream that sounded like he was killing her. Cody didn't just blood him with her nails, no that was too easy, giving him too much of compliance, and where was the fun in that? Oh, she tore his chest up, and she was shocked by the dance of huge sparks across, and smelled burn of hair. It was unbelievable, the power? The orgasm seemed to electrify her, and she never felt so alive, or close to death.
But this was not romance. This was a warlord who savored blood, and who missed the days of his absolute authority over the body, soul and life of every victim in his path, and all that he conquered. He gave her his sword...er...both of them. She would give him his past back, or at least a better facsimile than she had before, in a field, so long ago. Then, she had been in a Disney T shirt, and it had seemed like a game. Now is was so much more, and she was so much more.
Hsu kept fucking her, but she stopped giving in, instead when he pulled back, so did she, and she slapped him, hard, across his cheek, her nails out. Then she dug her nails into his shoulders and pushed, as though she was an especially spirited woman from a village he took. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Cody grinned for a flash of a second, with a slight smirk and wink, and then flipped her body quite impressively, a lithe movement that allowed her to get to her knees and attempt a wonderfully wicked escape from his grasp and his cock.
He was Attila, for fuck's sake! The opponent in challenge had disappointed.
Cody never would.
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The fire at the house was put out and was just smoldering now when Orestes pulled all the men further back. Some of the men were looking decidedly worried for Cody after she hit Hsu, so it was more than time to leave the two of them alone. WIth a few reassuring words, he ordered them down the hill, leaving the one still operational vehicle for Hsu and Cody whenever they decided to finish up here, which could be quite a while.
As the men were withdrawing, Hsu had got to his feet and was after her. She was only a few feet ahead of him...she was fast, he wasn't going to give her that much of a head start. His foot bumped against something, and he looked down briefly and saw it was the head of the enemy Cody had defeated. He kicked it away as if it was nothing more than a soccer ball. Such a disappointing foe. Then he was after her again. When he got within a couple of paces, he stretched out, bringing his arm down in an arc and catching the end of her hair. He stopped and pulled her in by wrapping her blonde locks around his fist.
"You dare hit me?" He still had so much to burn off as he glared down at her, taking in everything about her as if they'd only just met. There was heat and fire in those normally ice cold eyes, and he looked at her just as he would have centuries ago as Attila choosing among women captured as his spoils. He pulled her over to the car they had arrived in. It was still pretty much intact except for the blown out tyres. Hsu lent against the hood, holding her so she couldn't struggle much. "Now, please your king, and I might be merciful." He ripped off what was left of that little top and started to push her to her knees.
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And, truth be told, her nature craved it, as well.
When he grabbed her hair, she cried out, because it was a rough grab, bringing some tears to her eyes. That only helped the illusion more, as he looked her up and down. It was tough to keep that defiant look on her face, but the game was so good, she was enjoying it. Hsu was becoming hard pressed to find ways to physically punish her, anymore, not that he needed to very often. She had come to enjoy pain far too much, and she knew it both frustrated and amused him.
He was still hard, as he pulled her to the car and pushed her to her knees. Cody let her body slide down, right against his, so his erection rubbed against her flesh, even between her bared breasts, as she went to her knees. She knew just how to move her head, still in his grasp, to make it feel like she was only taking him in her mouth by force. However, she was extremely skilled with oral sex, and she had to hold back, a bit, to appear more reluctant and unpracticed. She didn't take him deeply, just kind of sucked very reluctantly. He would force the issue, she knew, when he was ready.
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The sensation of her sliding down his body, his hard cock captured for a moment between her breasts drew a hiss from him. She knew just how to tease him right and yet make it appear that she was oblivious to the effect she was creating in him. His fist tightened, pulling her hair even more each way she 'struggled'. He knew it would be somewhat painful for her, but that was the point. Only his tip was really taken into her mouth, and her efforts to please him were...disappointing, but he knew that was the idea. He pulled back sharply on her hair, forcing Cody to look up at him. "Suck me properly. Show me how pleased you are to be serving me! If you do well enough, you'll take me all the way down until I come in your throat."
His grip loosened slightly to allow her to focus where he wanted her to focus. "Now please your king, and you'll be well rewarded. Disappoint me in anyway, and you will feel my wrath and punishment." Although, as he said that, he wondered if she would be all too eager to take the second option as it was becoming more difficult to punish her thoroughly.
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Moving as though he was forcing her, she tipped her head back, and let him slip down her throat, tightening and releasing, licking and swallowing almost frantically, just like a slave...well...a slave with no gag reflex left. Cody knew it felt so good, for him, but also kept up the facade of force and violence. This went on, with her letting his cock get wetter and deeper, her hands seeming to push against his thighs in protest. God, but she could imagine him, with his Huns around, and a woman torn between survival and sacrifice. It was so hot, she was squirming on her knees, such was her own arousal.
Cody Jean took him there...almost. Sucking, swallowing, at times trying to stop or spit him out, but then taking him deeper and tighter. It was good. No...it was a great performance. When she felt those familiar jerks of his hips, knowing that he was getting towards his longed for release, she also paid attention to his hand, in her hair, and when she would have just enough room to...
He was ready to come, but she pulled her mouth away, leaving him frustrated and without all of the wet, tight heat he had been enjoying. He really should enjoy this...lack of enjoyment.
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He cursed at her in Hunnish, his fingers immediately securing their grip in her hair and gaining control over her wayward head. His eyes met hers, but instead of anger there was only lust in those darkened blues. His breath was tight from control, and then he smirked at her. "If that's how my property wants to be marked, how can I deny her?" The grip in her hair was tight, pulling her hair back painfully. He knew that she could not only take it, but enjoy such pain. She really had perfected so many of her skills, and in those dark years truly embraced this dark, sexual nature. Hsu wrapped his free hand around his cock and pumped it a few times to bring him back to the edge. He forced Cody to look up at him as that burning in his groin became too much to contain. His hips jerked again, and he growled fiercely. "That's it, wear me!" He came hot and fast, leaving himself all across her face as he milked every last drop onto her.
Pulling her to her feet, he smirked. "It suits you. Don't wipe it off. I still want to see and smell me on you later." Still holding her, he reached into the vehicle and retrieved the high heels she'd been wearing earlier and that he'd mentioned wanting to fuck her in. "Put them on, and then...run!" He nodded over to the house as he let go of her. This was part of the game, something for the predator in him to enjoy...a chase, although it had boundaries restricting it to the smouldering remains of the farmhouse. "Run! Any slave would want to get away from me."
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Cody's theory about his love of the visual erotica was confirmed when he pulled her over to change her shoes. Skyscraper heels were not exactly what slaves of old would have had to contend with, however, over the years she had gotten very good at running in stiletto heels, and the Louboutins were fairly well balanced. Cody tugged her hair free from her clothes so it would be loose when she ran, and then she took off, quite impressively managing some speed in the heel. Her heart was racing, pounding so hard that she could hear the rush in her ears. She was trained and clever, dodging through the lightly wooded edges around the burning house, weaving in a zig zag manner, just as if this had all been real
He could never let her get too far ahead, because he know how well taught she was. But he would not want it to be easy, not for either one of them. In fact, she twisted her ankle when she stepped in a small hole, but she kept on running, a mirror of how a desperate slave might go, when they were past the point of rational thought, and fueled by terror and adrenaline.
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The sight of her in those shoes was just as pleasing as it had been before, even more so, given the state of her clothes, her hair, and his cum still on her face. He smirked, watching her as she took off, completely unsurprised with how graceful and nimble she was, even in five inch high stilettos. Letting her get, perhaps, a third of the distance to the house, he started after her. His instincts, as well as the thrilling, powerful effects of the Quickening still rode his body made it a challenge to keep at a brisk walk when his adrenaline wanted to push him into a full run, but he had no intention of catching her just yet.
It was when he saw Cody stumble that he could no longer suppress his predatory instincts. The thought that his prey could be injured fired him even more, and he broke into a run. "You can't escape me, slave. Give up now, and I will go easy on you or ignore me and face the consequences." With running easier for him than it was for Cody in those heels, Hsu soon began to make up ground on her. Even so, his experienced eye could see that she could still make the house ahead of him if she continued at her present speed and course, and he wondered what choice she would make...give up or try for the smouldering house?
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"I will never give in to you!" Cody shouted back, and the panting, breathless defiance was suitable reminiscent of the stronger spoils he had taken. She wondered if there had ever been women who fought him, who were hard to get, that he had actually admired for their fighting spirit. Either way, she was his, and his alone. All of this only cemented that oath, and put her mind completely back with him.
A moment later, she let out a genuine scream. Cody had strategically turned away from the house, farther into the dark, so that she did not see a large ditch. She tumbled over, rolling down the incline, and she heard her ankle snap. Had all of this been real, she would have been in serious trouble. As it was, she landed hard at the bottom, her head hitting a rock. Cody didn't pass out, yet, but the dark trees swam in front of her eyes, as she laid there letting her ankle heal.
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