In the grand scheme of things the navigator had been having an alright time at the Hotel for a while. She was on her guard for the next bad thing to happen. She sighed as she got off the elevator, raising a hand to her hair, tied back off her face in a neat ponytail and she had been coerced into actually wearing make up, the girl wasn't quite sure
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'See' Pasha silently snapped back at the voice of her conscience (Or at least that was what she hoped and assumed was scolding her for her behaviour) that sounded horribly like her mother. 'Lyon does not seem to mind at all. Quite the opposite.' She did as she was told though, kicking off her shoes and standing up for a moment to pull her panties off from beneath her dress and in a moment of childish mischievousness- a wonderful effect of the lovely vodka she had been drinking -gigglingly shot them at the back of Lyon's head. The temptation had been too much to pass up. Pasha lay back down on the bed, biting her lower lip to stifle her giggles and calm herself down as she clasped her hands above her head as she'd been directed to.
This dress definitely felt different without any panties on, she noted silently, the inner lining of the dress was slightly cool and silky which admittedly didn't feel bad but it felt a little odd. There was no was she would usually go without underwear, but given the circumstances it didn't seem all that horrible an idea.
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"That was very naughty of you Pasha. Now I'll have to punish you, starting with confiscating your panties. As for the rest, well..." Lyon pulled out the rope he'd finally manged to locate and held it up for her inspection. "Let's just say you won't be going anywhere for a while." His grin still firmly in place, Lyon moved over to the bed and began winding the rope around Pasha's wrists.
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Her natural curiosity meant that her eyes kept flickering up to what Lyon was doing with her wrists, trying to remember all of the names of the knots, it was better then the little monologue her conscience (Because that is what it had to be after all) had started up at her, criticizing everything that was happening right now. It just made her more determined to act against it. The Chekov stubbornness ran thickly in Pasha's blood as she wasn't about to give in like some wimpy girl.
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"The question is just what kind of punishment to give you," Lyon said with mock seriousness as he rubbed his palm slowly against Pasha's folds. "Something involving you being unable to move while I fuck you over and over again sounds pretty good. Let's start with that and see where it leads." He gave Pasha's sex a firm squeeze before releasing it, his fingers trailing teasingly down her inner thigh as he left the bed to retrieve more rope. He returned a moment latter and tied her ankles to the bed posts, forcibly spreading her legs as wide as possible and making sure that the ropes to short enough to keep them that way. Once that was done Lyon quickly stripped off his clothes and climbed onto the bed, his long, thick erection bobbing slowly as he crawled towards his captive with a distinctly predatory look.
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Just the feel of it was enough to make a light covering of goosebumps break out on her forearms and she made a show of wriggling slightly, testing the bonds. That was why she preferred rope to handcuffs, it was so much more secure, it felt safer and it took a hell of a lot more effort to worm her way out of rope then it did cuffs. Looking at Lyon, her blue eyes seemed clouded by the heat that was beginning to fog her brain, her lips slightly parted as she tried to catch her breath.
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Lyon knelt between Pasha's wide open thighs and ran his hands up her legs and under her dress to bracket her sex. Using his thumbs he rubbed her folds with firm, sharp strokes, teasing at her entrance but never dipping inside. After torturing the little Russian for a few minutes he withdrew his hands and leaned down to rest his large frame on top of her smaller one, the tip of his cock nestled against her sex as he kissed her heatedly.
"Time for your punishment," he said darkly as he plunged himself into Pasha's slick core. After giving her body a moment to adjust to his impressive length and girth Lyon began to move inside her vigorously, going from gentle and slow to hard and fast in a matter of seconds.
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Pasha gave a whimpering moan, the earlier teasing had her worked up and wound up tightly, she couldn't help the sound from escaping her lips. Her hands curled tightly around the rope holding her wrists. This however, was not a good time for her mind to start yammering away at her once again. Oh hell. This was bad. She wanted to tell Lyon that she was...in love with him.
That was the only thing it could be couldn't it? It had all the of the signs of the ridiculous symptoms of love she had read about. Her heart was pounding and she felt lightheaded (beyond what was normal from the vodka's effects) and all she could think about was marriage and families and oh God. That thought alone was disgusting. Pasha had never wanted to be married, she had never wanted children and she had most definitely never wanted to settle down but at the moment she could think of nothing else. There was something seriously, seriously wrong with her.
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Instead of grabbing it again Lyon bent down to drag his teeth over the heated flesh and pull the nipple into mouth. He then began to suck on it with long, hard pulls, pausing occasionally to nip at it sharply with his teeth. His mind instinctively sought out Pasha's, slipping into her thoughts just as easily as he had slipped into her body. Lyon felt his cock stiffen even further as the little Russian's sexually charged thoughts mixed erotically with his own. Spurred on to drive into her even harder than before, Lyon also sent Pasha shorts burst of pleasure in time with the thrusting of his cock, mentally enhancing the already intense physical stimulation.
[OOC: Apologies for the delay. RL has been incredibly unforgiving lately. :P]
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Even the slightly ripping sound shouldn't have aroused her, but it undoubtedly did. "Bozhe." She managed to grind out in a little groan. It was all getting too much and she could already feel the low curl of heat building. "Harder, pozhaluista!" She gasped out, face heavily flushed with colour as she writhed and squirmed beneath him.
[OOC: No prob, I know how RL can be :) ]
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The one thing the little navigator had noticed however was that all of the oddness she had been suffering before was gone. No feeling like swooning, no verging on daydreams, no thoughts about getting married and- the thought alone was enough to make her shudder with disgust -settling down to have children. "Damned hotel." She muttered under her breath.
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"Welcome back Ensign," Lyon said with a quiet chuckle before capturing Pasha's newly exposed nipple between his teeth. The thoughts that had rushed through the little Navigator's sexy brain had helped to explain her earlier behavior. Apparently the hotel had decided that it would be fun to mess with her head and make her want to get married and settle down. It amused Lyon to have been the one she'd fixated on for that little delusion, especially considering the seriously awesome fringe benefits than had gone along with it.
"Time for some more punishment I think." The quiet murmur against Pasha's soft flesh held an air of playful malice. Sliding a hand between their bodies, the young Immortal slipped his finger between Pasha's folds and gave her clit a forceful pinch. He then began to rub it in hard, fast circles as he nipped teasingly at her breast.
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Pasha had exhaled sharply at the pinch, still sensitive from her orgasm only moments ago, writhing as the pinch turned to rubbing and fuck that felt good. but she hated being toyed with more then anything, more then anything Pasha normally didn't have the patience for it and just wanted to get down to business and have none of the nonsense of feeling about pointlessly and for no use. This actually was more like punishment. The tied up young woman gave a clipped moan, pulling on the rope slightly. "I would hawe--" she broke off for another little moan, her accent was more pronounce then usual "--t-thought that being fucked was m-more then enough punishment." Although her body was more the willing that didn't stop her whining irritatedly.
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"Well, you thought wrong babe," Lyon informed her smugly, releasing her breast and lifting his head to give her a predatory grin. "Getting fucked once is hardly enough to qualify as punishment. Especially since seem to like it so much. No, you've got to get fucked at least once more before I release you. And before I even think about fucking you again," Lyon paused to pinch Pasha's clit once again, "You have to come nice and hard for me." Still grinning, Lyon went back to enthusiastically rubbing the swollen little bundle of nerves between Pasha's folds, determined not to give up until she climaxed.
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