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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 18:00:04 GMT
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Deimos found a grin on his face as he stepped forward to embrace valued friend. He had thought of Agron often, and seeing him again brought back a warmth he had not felt in a while. "The hours next will be spent thinking of nothing more," he teased, but was honest still the same. Deimos had always enjoyed sex, and a lot of it. He was open about it too. So knowing that his friend was near brought excitement to the air. His crew would be disappointed to not sail off quickly but Deimos didn't give a fuck. Agron was here, and he would linger.
"Let us get drinks and renew friendship." His large hand that had embraced Agron in a hug had not left the man's neck, keeping him close. "The city is full of taverns, or my cabin is full of honeyed wine." An invitation to go below would not be misunderstood by Agron. There would be talking, but there would be fucking as well. He knew not what his friend would chose, but he knew his perferance. The years that had gone by would have left Agron with a lover of his own now, and while it would not stop Deimos from crawling in his bed, he would give Agron the chance to make it known before he risked it. "I have miss you, my friend." He added to help tilt the discussion but also because he HAD missed him. More then anyone. Ever.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 17:51:11 GMT
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Deimos returned his friend's embrace and it felt good to see him alive. He had heard the rumors of a gladiator by his name, and had gone looking in Agron's homeland to see if it was true. When he found neither brother, he assumed it was. Pulling from the hug he looked over his friend before speaking. "You have done so enough for us both." His body was tighter, and filled out from fighting. "Though wit seems ever present." He hoped, Argon's mouth had been his favorite part. Both in his bed and out of it.
"Share drink with me, and let us renew friendship!" He offered, wanting more then a renewed friendship, but did not press so yet. With others he might have but with his friend he wanted to hear what had happened. "I looked for you when story reached ears of gladiator with your name." He voice was still low, because that was not the only story he had heard. Tales of the war had spread far and wide. Everyone knew of it, and knew who some of the gladiators where. Which prompted Demios to offer, "And if need arises, my ship can be your safe passage."
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 1:07:55 GMT
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"Take silks to market, and bring coin back." Deimos told one of his men, giving the man the join of selling something almost worthless to test his loyalty. The silks had gotten all but ruined int he taking and it would not bring in much coin. He was annoyed, but the promise of a willing body was soothing his anger now that they had docked. He was walking with his man across the deck when he took note of the face down before. Agron. "Fuck the gods," Deimos muttered stopping in his walk from the surprise. Not having ever seen the captain do so the sailor came to a stop too. "Get the fuck off my boat and don't come back tonight." He told the sailer, not looking away from Agron's face as he found a grin pulling at his lips. 'With silks?' asked the sailor.
Annoyed at having to repeat himself Deimos broke eye contact and stared at hte man silently, a hard glare on his face. It took only seconds for the sailor to scurry off ship. Turning back to look at Agron, Deimos waited for him to come closer, and board the ship. He didn't ask, or gesture for him too; Deimos just assumed his former lover would, and waited for him to do so. He had once asked the younger man to join him on his ship and ever since Deimos would think of finding him and offering it again. Even when he had heard stories of the gladiator. Even when he went back to find his friend gone and put the two together. Now that they were face to face, he would try to take his friend to bed---if not to see. "What am I supposed to grab on too, with no hair on fucking head?"
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 0:49:20 GMT
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"For now I offer water, to sober fucking mind." Without opening his eyes, Deimos replied offhandedly, "With little appeal." When he felt move movement on the bed he opened his eyes to see the water. The drink of children. Reluctantly he took it and downed it in a few quick gulps while Agron added, "Though it appears body has sobered promptly," That was when he took note that his friend was still willing, though appear to be holding back for a reason that was unknown.
There were not many men he called friend, and even less were ones that he would not betray that friendship for coin. Agron was one he had grown closer too, and the longer he stayed the more he almost wanted to stay--but not forever. The sea was the only true loyalty he had to give. Though Agron tempted him away longer then anyone had before. "And demands attention," moving one of his feet so it was off the bed and thus had spread his legs slight, Deimos kept his eyes on his friend's face and slipped his hand into his pants to fondle, and grip his cock. He didn't stroke himself, but just waited to see if his friend would join, or make jest to leave him to do this alone. "Preferably yours, though my own will ease morning needs if you have a brother to find." He knew they were close, and he used that do do something he had never done before--he gave his friend an out.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 0:31:34 GMT
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Deimos jumped from his ship and took pause to gather his land legs before setting off to stride down the dock. Land ho! He grinned knowing soon his men would have everything unloaded and coin would be his! With coin came a visit to nearest tavern, or brothel where he would spend the first three nights. Only three because he was getting older and his stamina was slowing down.
An hour later with a pocket full of coins, and the rest hidden away for safe keeping, Deimos moved through the town to get a look at it before picking where he would go tonight. It was always best to know the general lay of things before getting into to bed with potentially the wrong person. He had crawled into bed with one too many people only to find an angry husband or wife ordering slaves to bring them his cock back. Escapes where hard when you could run into a wall, or ally with only one exit.
It was during this that he saw a man from the back, and knew with out thought who it was. He was different, yet the same. Pausing a moment to let the enjoyment linger, Deimos then walked forward to make himself known. Stepping up close behind his former lover, Deimos spoke in a low voice. "What am I supposed to grab on too, with no hair on fucking head?"
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Post by Deimos on Jun 4, 2017 0:22:36 GMT
Deimos Deimos was fucked.
Not in the good way, but in the Roman way.
As in the Romans were going to fuck him.
"Fuck."
It started when he saw a merchant ship on the seas. Fortunately he knew how to take advantage. Unfortunately, he was also a man whore. Upon seeing the ship he moved in to over take it. There was a brief sea battle, but in the end he won! Fortunately there was something worth the effort in the form of a Roman noble's son. Unfortunately it happened to also be a Roman solider. Fortunately, Deimos knew how to charm his way into any bed, and enjoyed his brief few days with the younger man before the ransom ship came in. Unfortunately he seemed to always get caught with his pants down--which was where he was when the canons begin blowing holes in his ship.
He had managed to get over board, and swim to the shore near by, but as his luck would have it the Romans were not far. He was chanced deeper into land in a persuader that lasted a few days, which was how he happened to be running down along the side of a building when he came upon another man. "You saw no man here." He told him in a steely voice, before ducking behind the building and waiting for the Roman's to run past before he could turn and go the other way.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 3, 2017 19:30:12 GMT
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Deimos was rather unpicky when it came to picking his lovers. Normally he had selected one with in moments of entering a room, and he normally got what he wanted. He was ruthless, and spoiled in that nature. However, recently he had done something he rarely did--he had made a friend. It was with that said friend that he had gone drinking with. Deimos has planned to drink until he could not stand, and then find a lover with cunt or cock and spend his time not standing in their bed. The night took a rather different turn when instead he had gone home with his friend.
He was instantly wake, even though he did not move, when he felt the bed move around him. Turning his head to the side, Deimos looked at the back of his friend, as his friend poured and drank some more. Fucking Germans! They were going to drink more then even him! It took him another moment to realize it was water due to the lack of smell. Disappointed he looked away, and down his body. The night before had made his body expect things it has not gotten. "Fuck," Agron said, and Deimos grinned, "If you are offering." Deimos closed his eyes but stayed in his friends bed, not realizing the impact it had on the other man, while trying to will away the proof of his morning thoughts that tented below his waist.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 2, 2017 18:27:18 GMT
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name:. Deimos
.:Former Name:. Thiemo
.:Affiliation:. His own, his crew
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Tallish, with hair on his head, and muscles. Pointy face, and glarey squinty eyes.
.:Height:. 6"1'
.:Portrayed by:. Zach McGowan
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Deimos enjoys the fear he can bring on. The name was taken from the greeks, and their believe in the demon of dread. He liked the story so much he took on the name, before sailing back to Roman waters. Deimos enjoys a mean humor, that normally is only funny to himself. There are only a few whom he will be civil towards.
.:Special Skills:. Sailing, fighting, cheating
.:Weaknesses:. Tends to drop his guard when naked
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. The sea
.:Family:. None he remembers
.:Occupation:. Pirate
.:History:. Born to a sea man and a whore, from a young age Thiemo had to make it on his own. He ended up becoming a cabin boy on a ship, and from there working his way up the ranks. Changing his name during this time of transition from Thiemo to Deimos to help him instill fear in the ones he sailed with. He had many run in with the Romans but thankfully always escaped--a few times by jumping over board when close enough to land. During one such time, he jumped over board and was injured, only just making it to land. From there he went inland since the Roman's knew his face and was looking for him (that is what happens when you thumb your noise at them and try to hold the captain for ransom). During this time he ended up staying with the Germans. He ended up spending a lot of time with two brothers--one more then the other. This caused him to stay longer then he should, but in the end the sea called him back and the man he had grown close too stayed with his brother.
Once on the seas, he would again try to take Roman's hostage for ransom, and eventually cross the wrong Roman . . . (Loosely based on the pirates who kidnapped Cesar X)
| ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ |
.:Name or Online Alias:. Max
.:How Did You Find Us:. Was here before!
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