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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 2:02:17 GMT -5
Izzy shrugged. "If you'd like to," she answered, watching him with those love-sick eyes again. She stroked his thigh silently, watching him.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 2:05:15 GMT -5
"Yeah, let's fool around some more." He finally said, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the ground. Graend patted his lap, signaling for Izzy to climb back up on him.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 2:06:15 GMT -5
Izzy climbed on and waited for further instruction, watching him silently. Her lips were redder now.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 2:13:06 GMT -5
FF - Couple of Weeks Later
Almost all of the crew was sitting in the galley, drinking, eating, telling stories, and laughing loudly with one another. Graend on the other hand was not in a particularly good mood, he was sitting at a table, glowering at it. The ship had been attacked by a sea monster and part of the railing had been broken off, then a couple of his men had been eaten! He growled to himself, eyes closing, angry. He was just glad the beast had gotten bored and left after a little while, or else it could've been much worse.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 2:15:07 GMT -5
Izzy was never far from Graend, unless the doctor needed her, which he had recently. She was eating in the galley, eating slowly. Over the past few weeks she'd been losing her energy and it was taking a lot more for her to not only wake up, but get moving whenever...her services were needed. She stood to go get another bowl of soup, passing the captain as she did. She glanced at him as she always did, wondering how he was.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 2:21:55 GMT -5
Graend looked at Izzy, she was part of his problem, he didn't understand why when they had sex she barely did anything, or how she was sometimes so tired that he actually felt bad and left her alone to rest. No. That was it, he was tired of all this bullshit, he needed to fuck. He suddenly stood, his chair falling back and hitting the floor, the whole galley filled with silence and turned to see what was happening. Graend grabbed Izzy roughly and bent her over the table, ripping off her underwear and pulling up her skirt. He undid his pants, his cock sprang out and he rammed into her violently, all his anger coming out. For a couple of seconds the only sound was the sound of the table legs screeching as they moved across the floor. Suddenly though all of the men started to cheer and roar at what they were seeing, eyes bright with arousal and amusement, they laughed and gathered around to watch this spectacular scene.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 2:26:01 GMT -5
Izzy turned when she heard a chair fall and let out a sharp noise of surprise. She suddenly found herself against a table, her underwear gone and her skirt around her waist. Her cheeks reddened and she swallowed the dryness in her throat. Oh god...She'd never felt so humiliated...Her muscles strained to hold her up as she felt her body weaken even more. Unfortunately, her body responded to his and she easily got wet for him, right there, in front of everyone. Pretend they aren't here... she told herself and breathed evenly, letting herself fall onto the table, arms lost of strength. She closed her eyes and waited silently for the orgasms to come.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 2:55:16 GMT -5
He viciously continued moving, panting like some wild animal, his hands on her hips. Graend bared his teeth, growling quietly as he took her in front of his entire crew. He felt how wet she was and smirked harshly, pleased that even in front of people she could get wet for him, even when he was raping her. The man came but kept moving, not even making a sound or movement to show his satisfaction.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 2:57:58 GMT -5
Izzy came not long after he did, but all she did was tense up even more than she was. She watched Graend silently from where her head laid on the table, cheeks stinging with humiliation and degradation. Her eyes were half-lidded, and though they were still love-sick, now they held the first sign of how hurt she was. She blinked it away quickly, composing her face into one of indifference.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 3:01:49 GMT -5
Graend came again after a while and pulled out of her, pulling up his pants agian and doing them up, he looked at her, face blank and eyes cold. He combed a hand back through his golden hair and looked around the gelley. "Eat you fuckers." The man ordered and his crew obediently listened but gave sighs of upset at the show being over. "Izzy, go to my room." It was more like their room since he let her sleep in it every night.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 3:03:52 GMT -5
Izzy nodded after he finished and she slowly made her way to his room. She got there and took a seat on his bed, then thought for a moment, and got naked. She was assuming he wanted more sex.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 3:10:53 GMT -5
He walked in after a while and looked at her naked form on his bed, he stared for a moment and then turned his back to her, shutting his door. "I'm satisfied for now." Graend grumbled, walking over to the bed and taking a seat on the edge of it, back to her, he started to take off his boots, slowly unlacing them.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 3:12:58 GMT -5
Izzy blinked and slowly got dressed, then turned and faced his back side. She was waiting for him to...do something. She wasn't sure what though.
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Post by Koops on Dec 28, 2009 3:15:45 GMT -5
He got off his boots, then his shirt and his pants and laid himself down, looking at the ceiling. "Are you being fucked to much? Is that what's wrong with you?" Graend asked, not looking at her, instead glaring at the ceiling.
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Post by Milk on Dec 28, 2009 3:20:22 GMT -5
Izzy tilted her head to the side. "I'm assuming you're asking about why I seem so tired lately..." she mumbled and pulled her knees to her chin and watching him silently. "Well, my species usually relies on the happiness and goodness of others around me, so I've usually maintained a healthy level. But the auras on this ship aren't good...So they appear to be making me weak. I didn't know it'd happen, and I apologize...I've been trying really hard to remedy it...I pray five times a day, and I eat the happy foods, and I try to find the people on the ship who've won or found something...." she rambled, and then shut up. "It'll rebound eventually, I'm sure it will," she said, mostly to herself. She could try to heal herself...But she'd be healing wariness, and that wasn't really healable.
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