Sweeney's in a good mood. He'd left for his trip in one and returned back even more so. He'd found what he'd been looking for. Well, not The Thing. Just the thing. One well worth the smile.
He approaches the boat with a grin.
"Permission ta come aboard," he calls out playfully.
"Permission granted," she calls, but she's moving down the gangplank to greet him by throwing her arms around him. "You made it back! Where did you go?"
"Somewhere with a market fer exotic goods." Sweeney's expression slips mischievous. "No beads or silver bars, but I may have managed ta find ya somethin'." He rolls his eyes, his dimples deep. "Had ta make sure it was worth the trip."
Sweeney taps her thigh twice, encouraging her to wrap her legs around him so he can carry her back onboard. Not that it will stop him from doing that either way.
"If I told ya, it'd spoil the surprise," he points out with a grin, nuzzling her with his cheek.
Getting them both in her cabin, he kicks the door shut behind them. Sweeney's arm wrapped behind her for support, he crawls onto the bed and rests her back. His mouth is promptly finds her throat, kissing and nipping as he grinds against her.
"Fuck, I missed ya," he purrs against her skin. She always smells so fucking good.
He's tempted to make her wait, given the more pressing business rapidly looking to make it to the front of the line, but in the end, she just has to say which she wants first and she can have it.
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"I missed you, too." He's given her an abiding faith that he'll come back if he can--if he remembers, if he survives. It lessens her fear for him. You can go a long way, it turns out, just knowing someone wants to see you again.
She takes her time kissing him but in the end her excitement wins. "What's my surprise?"
Sweeney leans back enough to offer her a shrewd grin.
"A'right." He rolls his eyes playfully and pushes back to sit on his heels. With closed eyes and a bit of focus, he produces a polished wooden box and presents it to her. "This is fer you."
Oh it is. It's beautiful, for one thing; she isn't shy about holding it and running her fingers over it. "Where did you find this?" She breathes, pulling him in to kiss him a 'thank you'.
There's a quick kiss in answer, but he stretches back enough to look down at her. His grin is wicked.
"Same place I found this." With a flick of his wrist, a mass of thin leather straps, silver rings, and buckles swings from his hand.
"This is fer ya too." Upon further inspection, it becomes obvious it's a harness that can hold the quartz. Before he lets her take it, he's quick to make a note, his eyes narrow in warning.
"Neither of 'em are fer me."
No matter what Trixie recommends, Sweeney isn't looking to get fucked in the ass.
"Well." He kisses her, urging her to lay back so his mouth can return to her skin. Sweeney's smile is constant as he nips at her ear and speaks hotly against it.
"I may know a cunt that needs a proper fuckin' down at the Elephant." He nudges he cheek roughly to expose her throat to his tongue, his words dripping in wickedness.
"Last time I was in town--" His hands pluck at her clothes, trying to get under them. "--I took in a sample viewin' of his work." Sweeney nips at her collarbone.
"He an' me came ta terms. 'Bout rentin' his time whene'er I want." He leans back to glance down her hungrily.
"An' ya do know how much I love watchin' you."
His eyes dart up to hers, his brow softening as he inquires as to her interest.
"If ya want." He gives a faint shrug, his gaze lingering. There's no obligation. He only wants it if she'd enjoy it.
The positive response is encouraging, and he pauses to look down at her.
"Oh, I'm confident he will be." Sweeney's eyes roll up, though they only make it to the wall instead of the ceiling because of the angle.
"We had a bit of a chat. 'Bout things he'd enjoy." His tone goes mock serious as Sweeney goes through the list. "Someone ta boss him 'round. Someone that'll tie him up. Hurt him." He tips his head, as if remembering. "An' any supernatural sort that isn't a vampire. Ya know, somethin' new an' exotic'."
"You always know what a girl likes," she grins, setting the new toys aside to drape her arms around his shoulders. "When are you thinking we should go play with him?"
"Lots'a options ta pick through. He's easy ta have fer the whole night, so we'll have plenty'a time ta play. Ya wanna bring other folk in, yer welcome. If ya e'er just wanna watch, ya can sit on my lap." His brow lifts, and he cocks his head to the side.
"F'gure at some point, he'll hav'ta be bound an' blindfolded." He runs his tongue up her throat to whisper in her ear.
"'Cause eventually, I won't be able ta resist fuckin' ya. An' that ain't fer him ta watch."
"Mm, it sounds like some time in there I'd be fucking him, while you fucked me," she purrs, fingers threading through his hair. "Would you like that?"
She gets to ask for the things she wants now, with a high degree of certainty he will help her get what she's after. But she still cares very much about him getting what he wants, too.
She lays back, pulling him with her so she can grind up against him. "Not even my birthday," she grins, kissing him again. "You know I've never used toys before?"
"Hmm." The sound is a dubious purr as he follows her down without protest. His kiss is deep for a moment before he pulls back with her lip between his teeth. Sweeney holds it a second before releasing it to speak.
"With a man? 'Cause I seem ta remember somethin' 'bout ya wantin' ta use yer bullet ta have me rattlin' all the way up in you." Presumably, that means she's at least used one on her own.
Sweeney cups her face, sinking his fingers back into her hair while his eyes dance over her features for a moment. His grin swells wide and wicked.
"Fuck yeah, I am." He claims her mouth hotly, urging his body against hers. He's hungry for her, the image of her taking Dorian, the feel of being inside her, the way he wants her to subjugate that cunt to worship her in every way she'd have him. Sweeney finally breaks enough for some air.
"I'm gonna see you have plenty ta choose from. I wanna watch ya show him how you can take what you want." He softens for a moment and traces her cheekbone softly with his thumb.
"You want him ta beg fer you, ta suck yer cunt, ta be bound an' caned..." His grin is tightly bound and sinks his dimples.
It's a gift no one else could possibly have given her and she makes a soft, grateful, hungry sound as she kisses him. There's a distinct, new ferocity in her sometimes; like now, parting her lips for him, confidently sliding her hand between them to untuck his shirt.
Sweeney's purr hums in his throat as he shifts his weight to escape each of his braces in turn, never straying too far from her mouth and taking opportune moments to kiss her. He smiles against her as he helps her wiggle his shirt up and over his head.
His hands immediately seek reciprocate, longing to expose her skin so he can revel in the smell and taste of her. Later, he will ask her what she'll want; other toys, tools, extra whores. But right now, there is only her and the warmth and want that comes with being with her. Fuck, how he misses this.
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Date: 2022-02-12 05:56 pm (UTC)He approaches the boat with a grin.
"Permission ta come aboard," he calls out playfully.
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Date: 2022-02-12 11:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-12 11:54 pm (UTC)"Somewhere with a market fer exotic goods." Sweeney's expression slips mischievous. "No beads or silver bars, but I may have managed ta find ya somethin'." He rolls his eyes, his dimples deep. "Had ta make sure it was worth the trip."
Sweeney taps her thigh twice, encouraging her to wrap her legs around him so he can carry her back onboard. Not that it will stop him from doing that either way.
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Date: 2022-02-13 01:16 am (UTC)God she loves surprises.
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Date: 2022-02-13 01:26 am (UTC)Getting them both in her cabin, he kicks the door shut behind them. Sweeney's arm wrapped behind her for support, he crawls onto the bed and rests her back. His mouth is promptly finds her throat, kissing and nipping as he grinds against her.
"Fuck, I missed ya," he purrs against her skin. She always smells so fucking good.
He's tempted to make her wait, given the more pressing business rapidly looking to make it to the front of the line, but in the end, she just has to say which she wants first and she can have it.
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Date: 2022-02-13 01:32 am (UTC)She takes her time kissing him but in the end her excitement wins. "What's my surprise?"
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Date: 2022-02-13 01:42 am (UTC)"A'right." He rolls his eyes playfully and pushes back to sit on his heels. With closed eyes and a bit of focus, he produces a polished wooden box and presents it to her. "This is fer you."
The velvet lining securely cradles a rose quartz phallus.
His brow lifts, hoping it's well-received.
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Date: 2022-02-13 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-13 03:44 am (UTC)"Same place I found this." With a flick of his wrist, a mass of thin leather straps, silver rings, and buckles swings from his hand.
"This is fer ya too." Upon further inspection, it becomes obvious it's a harness that can hold the quartz. Before he lets her take it, he's quick to make a note, his eyes narrow in warning.
"Neither of 'em are fer me."
No matter what Trixie recommends, Sweeney isn't looking to get fucked in the ass.
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Date: 2022-02-13 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-13 04:01 am (UTC)"I may know a cunt that needs a proper fuckin' down at the Elephant." He nudges he cheek roughly to expose her throat to his tongue, his words dripping in wickedness.
"Name's Dorian. Maybe ya've heard of him."
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Date: 2022-02-13 04:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-13 04:26 am (UTC)"He an' me came ta terms. 'Bout rentin' his time whene'er I want." He leans back to glance down her hungrily.
"An' ya do know how much I love watchin' you."
His eyes dart up to hers, his brow softening as he inquires as to her interest.
"If ya want." He gives a faint shrug, his gaze lingering. There's no obligation. He only wants it if she'd enjoy it.
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Date: 2022-02-13 03:27 pm (UTC)Yes he's working now, but she was up for sale once, too. She would never want Dorian to feel obligated if he wasn't into it.
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Date: 2022-02-13 04:08 pm (UTC)"Oh, I'm confident he will be." Sweeney's eyes roll up, though they only make it to the wall instead of the ceiling because of the angle.
"We had a bit of a chat. 'Bout things he'd enjoy." His tone goes mock serious as Sweeney goes through the list. "Someone ta boss him 'round. Someone that'll tie him up. Hurt him." He tips his head, as if remembering. "An' any supernatural sort that isn't a vampire. Ya know, somethin' new an' exotic'."
He looks back to her with a devious grin.
"Sounds like a Wolf Queen ta me."
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Date: 2022-02-14 12:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-14 12:49 am (UTC)"Lots'a options ta pick through. He's easy ta have fer the whole night, so we'll have plenty'a time ta play. Ya wanna bring other folk in, yer welcome. If ya e'er just wanna watch, ya can sit on my lap." His brow lifts, and he cocks his head to the side.
"F'gure at some point, he'll hav'ta be bound an' blindfolded." He runs his tongue up her throat to whisper in her ear.
"'Cause eventually, I won't be able ta resist fuckin' ya. An' that ain't fer him ta watch."
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Date: 2022-02-14 03:22 am (UTC)She gets to ask for the things she wants now, with a high degree of certainty he will help her get what she's after. But she still cares very much about him getting what he wants, too.
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Date: 2022-02-14 03:27 am (UTC)"You sayin' ya'd take him from behind while I have ya the same? Him feelin' e'ery thrust?" He grinds roughly against her.
"'Cause if ya are, yer readin' my fuckin' mind."
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Date: 2022-02-14 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-14 06:53 pm (UTC)"With a man? 'Cause I seem ta remember somethin' 'bout ya wantin' ta use yer bullet ta have me rattlin' all the way up in you." Presumably, that means she's at least used one on her own.
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Date: 2022-02-15 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-15 06:47 pm (UTC)"Fuck yeah, I am." He claims her mouth hotly, urging his body against hers. He's hungry for her, the image of her taking Dorian, the feel of being inside her, the way he wants her to subjugate that cunt to worship her in every way she'd have him. Sweeney finally breaks enough for some air.
"I'm gonna see you have plenty ta choose from. I wanna watch ya show him how you can take what you want." He softens for a moment and traces her cheekbone softly with his thumb.
"You want him ta beg fer you, ta suck yer cunt, ta be bound an' caned..." His grin is tightly bound and sinks his dimples.
"I want ya ta have it all."
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Date: 2022-02-16 01:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-16 01:29 am (UTC)Sweeney's purr hums in his throat as he shifts his weight to escape each of his braces in turn, never straying too far from her mouth and taking opportune moments to kiss her. He smiles against her as he helps her wiggle his shirt up and over his head.
His hands immediately seek reciprocate, longing to expose her skin so he can revel in the smell and taste of her. Later, he will ask her what she'll want; other toys, tools, extra whores. But right now, there is only her and the warmth and want that comes with being with her. Fuck, how he misses this.