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Post by Deimos on Jun 29, 2017 1:34:11 GMT
Deimos Deimos looked up at his friend who had very boldly just said he would if Deimos did it first. He didn't bother looking around him to see if there was anyone there. For one, he always was looking around him and knew there wasn't (except when he was busy fucking, and in that case he sometimes forgot). And two, he didn't really care, which was also how he got in trouble often. "Am I neglecting you?" He asked, putting his hands on either side of the whole he was in and lifted himself out.
He was already shirtless, and had dark streaks of grease over his tanned body. His hand moved to his pants, and he pulled over the buttons, while looking into Agron's eyes. Lowering them, he kicked them and his shoes aside, and then leaned naked against the railing. After a still moment he widen his stance to make sure that both his lover and the sun got a full view of everything his grease covered body had to offer. "You need some vitamin D," he said, and then grinned at his unintentional double meaning.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 29, 2017 0:53:48 GMT
Deimos Deimos was a pirate, and as a sea man there was a few things you had to believe in, in order to stay alive. The first was that the sea was alive, and that she was a cruel bitch. You did not underestimate her when going out over her, or you would not return. You gambled with her mood any time that you went out. Next it was that to be a pirate you drank rum. That one was less a rule and more of a nod to the trope that pirates loved rum and booty--and he did enjoy a good booty.
And last, sometimes there were creatures that did the unexplainable. Like sirens. Beautiful creatures who sang and brought men to their doom. Which was why he was leaning against the bar, watching the siren sing, and taking his shot of rum--all while promising himself that he would not, for any reason, go up to her. Then again, Deimos never could resit a pretty face, and this one had an innocence in her gaze that made him want to do rude things to her.
Deimos didn't often get emotional invested with others, and he didn't plan to here. He was here to rob the ship, and that was his only goal. However, that did not stop him from being tempted to stay for a moment and flirt with a pretty little girl.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 29, 2017 0:19:10 GMT
Deimos She had not looked surprised, nor showed fear. He liked that. It made a challenge arise in him. He did not seek to harm her, but he wondered what would frighten the girl, or even surprise her. The very idea intrigued him. Made him wonder.
Still, he was a captain first, so he sought to order his men to repairs and to make sure they were out of Roman sight before finally seeking out the witch. He unlocked his door, and paused before opening it. He half expected to find something aimed at his head in a weak attempt at escape. Stepping into the room slowly his eyes found her's.
"You are the one the Romans seek?" he asked of her, cutting right to the heart of the matter. "The witch?" the one who knew things that no mortal man could known. That power could not belong to the Romans who sought to control the world. He would keep it from them. It pleased him to keep something from the Roman's.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 29, 2017 0:09:30 GMT
Deimos Deimos should have sailed from this place long ago, had it not been for his deepening feelings for the man he was currently quite literally fucking. Small beads of sweat fell over his brow and naked chest as he trusted in and out of his lover. He head fell back as he felt himself growing close, to which he slowed his trusting for a moment to prevent him from finishing without waiting for Agron to do so first. "Fuck," he groaned, feeling Agron's hand on his ass.
He made his thrust turn shorter, deeper, and with more force behind each one as he moved Agron's hand closer to where he wanted his fingers in his ass. His free hand gripped Agron's hip to hold him steady as he drove into him. He moved his hand up to Agron's hair and tangled his fingers into it before gripping it to pull back his head. Leaning over his lover Deimos nipped at his neck before breathlessly demanding, "Say my fucking name, and I will give you what you want." With that promise, he reached around to wrap his fingers around Agron's cock and begin stroking him.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 20, 2017 1:22:27 GMT
Deimos Deimos groaned a deep sound as he felt his lover suck on his cock. His head fell back, while he pumped his hips slowly in and out of Agron's mouth. His orders were not obeyed again, but he didn't even think about that as the feeling of the other man's tongue over the sensitive head of his cock took away his ability to think. This was why Deimos often got in trouble while fucking--he forgot to think.
Bending forward, he grasped Agron's cock in his meaty hand, and guided it to his mouth. Using his teeth he lightly scraped over the head of Agron's cock before sucking him in deep. Pulling back he repeated the motion of grazing his cock with his teeth before sucking him in deep to sooth away the feeling. His hand pumped what parts of Argon wasn't in his mouth, but soon wondered back between his legs to push first one finger and then two into his friend's ass. Moaning over him to let the vibrations add feeling, Deimos used his other hand to cup his balls, and tease the skin of the back of them. His would make his lover come first, before flipping him over and pushing his cock into him.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 16, 2017 0:09:43 GMT
Deimos Deimos was picturing his cock in his lover's mouth, as Agron used teeth and tounge to tempt him. He was mentally deciding on how he would use his lover, when once again Agron surprised him, but taking some of the control back. There was not many that Deimos would let penetrate him, as he normally did the penetrating; but as his lover moved his finger down, Deimos found the sensations where ones that he was unwilling to stop. Perhaps it was that he had build a friendship with the man first, and this was no longer about just sex with him? He was not sure where the willingness came from, but he did enjoy the way the feelings seemed to go from his ass to his cock, and make him harder. Pearly liquid leaked out of the top, as it pushed him toward his climax. "Fuck," he breathed under his breath, waiting to both prolong this fucking and finish it now.
He let the moment continue linger for an extended moment, before he grinned. "Then moan my name around my cock," he told Agron, letting their cocks go. Moving to stand beside the bed, he tugged the other man to turn, so that Agron had his head hanging just off the bed, and he could hand feed his cock to him. "Put finger back where it belongs!" He demanded, knowing his friend could not speak while he was slowly trusting his cock in and out of his mouth, "and find reward for once obeying." For if his friend did as he was told this time, Deimos planned to bend over, and mirror the actions, by taking his friend's cock in his mouth, and finger in while hole.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 12, 2017 21:27:30 GMT
Deimos Deimos found it easy to over take the Roman ship. He had after all, done this his whole life. THe Romans fought with too many rules of war, and Deimos with too little. He cared not if he sunk the ship with the prize still on it, or not, which made defending it harder then any normal pirate attack. With the ship in shambles, and sinking, his men boarded her and marches in to find the prize--the woman.
He had heard of her before. The witch who knew things. He cared not how they worked, or what a woman on a boat meant, he wanted her. For the first time his want of a woman wasn't sexual, but power driven. He wanted the witch, and her powers. He wanted to know what she knew, and how it worked. Besides, he enjoyed taking anything of value from the Romans, and he didn't want that sort of power falling into their greedy hands. They wanted to take the world, and he wasn't going to make it easy for them.
He was covered in the sea, Roman blood, and ash as he walked below the deck of the sinking ship, and into the rooms to find the woman. "Take her to my cabin," he ordered upon finding her, and let his men pull her out of the ship while he stayed to make sure no Roman's lived.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 12, 2017 21:18:34 GMT
Deimos "I too have long thought of this moment," "Then you should have given voice to wants sooner," Deimos said, his voice deeper and slower now that he was growing more aroused. His words ended with a slight hiss of breath between his teeth, as Agron teased his nipple, and he wanted more then light tugging. Agron spoke again and kissed him, only to continue speaking. This time, rather then giving Deimos what he asked for, Agron moved his hands to begin lowering Deimos' pants. Lifting his hips to help the tight material lower, Deimos again allowed the insubordination. Though he promised himself it would not last forever.
Deimos moved his hand to grip Agron's firm ass as his lover continued to speak. "For one way or another I would have you inside me," A slow smile spread over Deimos' face at his words, "Then disappoint you I shall not," he promised, as he widened his legs to prevent his pants from going lower. They were low enough to allow his thick cock to spring free, but not fully remove.
His muscled arms moved around Agron's smaller frame and with ease he quickly flipped them over to that Agron was on his back, and Deimos was not on top. He trusted his now bare hips slowly against Agron's covered one, while he leaned down to kiss him deeply, using his tongue to match his rhythm. Pulling back he cupped the younger's man's face and pushed his thumb into his mouth, "suck on me," he demanded, while his free hand moved down to roughly yank open Agron's pants and to pull his cock free of the constants. Wrapping his large hand around them both he trust a few times. Groaning as the motion only heightened his own need, Deimos looked into Agron's face. "My desires are simple," he told him, giving them both a tight squeeze, "I intend to fuck you, and hear my own name on your lips as I do."
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Post by Deimos on Jun 10, 2017 20:48:05 GMT
Deimos Deimos laid back, and folded his hands behind his head to enjoy watching his new lover remove his clothes. He felt himself hardening, and growing thicker at the sight of the shirt coming off, knowing the pants would be next. He had often thought about his friend's cock, and would enjoy watching it spring free. Only it seemed Agron had something else in mind, as he first moved to remove Deimos' shirt. The captain wasn't used to being disobeyed, both on his ship and in his bed. He felt a the need to push his lover into the bed and spank him, but held back. Allowing someone else to take the lead was odd for him, but not unwelcome.
Once his shirt was off, he let Agron kiss his way over his skin, his breathing causing his belly to move in slightly uneven and deep movements. His hand moved to fist in his lover's hair to help him control where he wanted him to go, but he didn't direct him. Giving up that control was something big for Deimos. "I have yet to see cock that I have often thought of." thought he was content to allow his lover the lead of that is what he wanted. Moving his hand down toward the top of the pants, he tugged on them in a firm hint to what he wanted.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 8, 2017 22:49:04 GMT
Deimos Deimos had said more about his feelings just now then he had ever said to anyone, which was why he breathed a bit deeper when it seemed to be enough for Agron to accept his feelings. He wasn't the type to get attached, or open up--until now. Which was why he hadn't even realized he was bracing himself for Agron's reaction until he took in a deep breath and realized he had held his slightly.
Agron moved forward and kissed his way to Deimos' mouth, before Deimos made a move to add anything to their pleasure. He was used to just laying back and being serviced, which was why he just laid there and let Agron work himself over his pants. Flattening his palm over Agron's belly, he tucked his hand into his friend's pants and took his friend into his palm. Sinking deeper, he cupped his balls, and fondled before pulling out, leaving his friend wanting.
Reaching up to his face, he cupped Agron's cheeks before running his hands in his hair. "Undress for me," he told his lover, wanting to saver the first time, and drag it out a little more by watching his friend disrobe for him, and build the anticipation.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 8, 2017 21:50:47 GMT
Deimos Deimos was working on part of his boat, and not overly watching his passener. This often was what lead him into trouble--as he tended to let his guard down after fucking someone well. With Agron he was getting more emotionally invested then ever before, so his guard was often down more then it should. When his lover spoke, Deimos looked up from the parts in his hands and grinned, "No, if I was fucking lucky you'd be sun bathing nude." He quipped back, before looking down at the parts again.
Deimos had a MV Albernina motor cruiser, which had an deck level, with a enclosed steering room, with space below deck for a comfortable but tight living. This was one of three boats he owned and the newest he bought. He hadn't installed any hidden compartments in it yet, and was mostly just learning how it handled. Because of this he was shirtless and had grease in random places over his upper torso and hands.
He had yet to build in the hidden doors and under the boat storage for this boat, and he was tempted not too, since Agron was spending more and more time with him on the water. It was easier to have a 'nothing hidden' boat when sleeping with a cop! As long as Agron wasn't working with the coast guard then Agron's cop-self and Deioms' pirate-smuggler-self didn't conflict! Because of that, neither talked about work a lot. "But if you really want to make my day, then sun bath nude!" He said again, grinning over at the other man!
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Post by Deimos on Jun 8, 2017 16:33:25 GMT
Deimos Deimos walked into the bar and looked around for the dirty rat that had asked him to smuggle something, then paid him a fee--only for Deimos to find out it was a bunch of animals. He didn't mind sneaking in drugs, or even once little bobble head dolls, but he drew the line at animals! Too much work and they shit all over his boat! Not seeing him target he relaxed, and walked to the bar. He was glad the man wasn't here for he wasn't in the mood for fighting tonight.
This was one of his favorite bars, and it annoyed him it was often growing busier. He was standing by the bar, waiting to order when he heard a voice speak to him. Deimos turned to look at the voice, and gave pause. Damn it was pretty. "Rum," he replied with a grin. Pirates always drank rum, and he was a pirate upon occasion, so as a joke against himself he always ordered rum. "And yourself?" He was tempted to buy the man's drink and extend the company. Being on a boat limited his time with pretty things, and he always liked to spend time with them once back. "Deimos," he offered his name with his hand held out, planning to test the waters a bit more.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 8, 2017 16:13:33 GMT
Deimos Deimos was handy with a blade, but not enough to take on three trained soldiers. Knowing how most in these parts held dislike to the Romans, he had counted on the man holding silent while the men ran past. Even with the dismissive way he spoke. Deimos was pleased to see the man not so dismissive. He leaned against the wall and folded his arms over his chest to watch the man fight, having no plan to seek out him and give aid. It was not until he had taken the lives of two of them that Deimos pushed forward to help. While the man held his attention to the German, Deimos drove his sword in his neck, and watched as he fell.
He bent to the fallen man and stole his coin, before using his clothes to wipe his blade clean. He stepped over the body and stole the coins from the next man. "Grab coin," he told the man who fought off the Romans, "And we shall raise cup to their death with their own coin!" He laughed, amused at the idea of toasting to the Roman's death by using their own coin to buy it! And with any left over finding someone to fuck and continue the celebration into the morning! He also begin taking their weapons, and looked over their boots before dismissing the pair that were too small.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 7, 2017 0:29:55 GMT
Deimos Deimos felt himself grin at the answer that his friend gave. He stepped back to hold his hand out toward the door to head down and to the captain's cabin. It wasn't hard to find, so Deimos didn't bother leading the way. He had always enjoyed letting Agron walk first anyway, and for varied reasons. The main one was that his backside was shapely. Another was his friend had away been handy with a sword and if a trap arrived then he would be best suited to kill the men coming at them.
Once below, Deimos shut the door, and walked toward the wine. "This comes stolen off a Roman ship," he promised with glee, "And merchant was non too pleased to hand it over." Which only made the taking of it sweeter. Deimos looked over his friend, and took in the new shape to his body, the new signs of fighting on him. Scars that told he had not been in a peaceful life since they parted. "Last port I left held tails of a Slave rebellion." He drive right in, "and of the men leading it. Would you share namesakes with such a man?" Or was it his lover?
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 18:05:49 GMT
Deimos Deimos felt Agron's hand on his wrist and the demand for true words. He was not a man known for saying things that were soft or romantic, but he cared for this man, and if he wanted words then Deimos would for the first time attempt to give them. Even the though of them on his lips felt weird and naked. It took him a moment to even think of what to say, and how to say it without looking like a girl.
His hand moved around his friend's hip to take a hold of his cock, but not stroke it. Just enough to tease him in return. "It seeks more then nameless cunt or cock this morning." He admitted, "It seeks you." and had for a while if he admitted. He had once gone to the tavern and picked a man who could pass for his friend int he dark, just to pretend. He would enjoy the real thing better. "Now that drink has cleared from mind, the promises of the last night still tempt, do they not?" He wanted his friend, and at that point begin stroking Agron's cock though his clothes.
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