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The Pleasures of Battle and Flesh	By : PurplishTurtle Category: +M through R > Metroid Views: 186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Corsinni's orgasm hit him hard and fast, leaving his muscles feeling like rubber and his body limp as Samus collapsed on top of him, panting heavily with her eyes closed. Her full breasts pressed into his chest and her face nestled in the crook of his neck, where her hot breath tickled his skin.
His cock was still buried deep inside the gorgeous blonde bounty hunter as her walls squeezed and spasmed around him, milking the last few drops from him. The intoxicating feeling of their mixed juices slowly leaking from their joined sexes made it difficult to even remember his own plan, much less to move his body from such a heavenly spot.
But move he did. His time to act was short and he wasn't going to waste this chance. With more than a small twinge of regret, he removed his semi-flaccid length from Samus and gently slid out from underneath his siren captor's lax grip. The bounty hunter barely stirred, his ego swelled more than a bit as he noticed that she seemed lost in the aftershocks of her intense climax. He took a moment to savor the view of the legendary hunter lying in a satisfied, panting heap before him - it was a sight that could tempt him into the deepest abyss and he'd go willingly. He needed more. He needed to feel the absolute control and dominance over this goddess, to make her beg and scream for him, to make Samus Aran his in a primal way.
His body ached with exhaustion and the aftereffects of the Beta-Cyanoline, but he had no time to recover. With a small prayer to whatever gods might be listening that they would be enough, Corsinni grabbed one of the mag-cuffs scattered on the ground nearby and returned to his prize.
Samus' long golden-blonde hair spilled around her in wild waves and her chest heaved in short gasps as she lay on her side with closed eyes. He activated the mag-cuff and was pleased to discover the bands around Samus' wrist were pulled strongly toward one end of the device and connected to it with a firm 'clank'. Though surprisingly heavy, it took no great effort to pull the other end of the mag-cuff towards one of the moveable anchor points built into a rail on the ceiling for securing training dummies.
A small groan from Samus and her emerald eyes slowly fluttering open spurred him into a faster pace as he quickly repeated the same process for her other wrist. Corsinni grinned and felt a fierce rush of pride and triumph at seeing the greatest hunter in the galaxy bound and at his mercy, a sight no other being in the entire galaxy could ever boast of.
Samus hung from the ceiling by her wrists, her toes just barely touching the floor. Blonde hair spilled down her back and framed her face, a golden halo for his fallen angel. Metal creaked as she strained against her bindings and for a brief second he worried she'd simply rip free with pure strength. Instead, her wrists remained bound to the ceiling by the two mag-cuffs and after a few moments, she stopped struggling and accepted her predicament. But where Corsinni expected surprise and anger he found curiosity and amusement, the corners of her lips curved upwards just slightly as if the sight pleased her. "Looks like I might've created a monster..." the bounty hunter paused to look her captor up and down as he approached, an appraising look in her eyes. "...I wonder if he plans on eating me?"
Corsinni gripped the back of her head, his fingers weaving themselves in her golden-blonde locks and pulled, forcing her to look up into his eyes. A soft hum vibrated through her plump lips and her mouth opened immediately in anticipation. His lips crashed against hers and he plunged his tongue into that warm, waiting mouth, exploring and tasting all the wonderful flavors that made Samus Aran. It was a dance that could have lasted a thousand years and he would never tire of it.
With great reluctance, he pulled back before he lost his self-control and ravaged the blonde goddess right then and there. "I'm going to do anything and everything I want with you," Corsinni whispered in her ear as his fingertips traced down her spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. His hands traveled lower, settling on the supple curves of her round ass and giving a firm, hungry squeeze, the toned cheeks filling his hand perfectly. "To you" his voice hardened as his hand raised up and came down on the soft flesh with a resounding slap. "You're mine until I'm satisfied"
Samus sucked in a breath, eyes closing and a slight wince on her face as her skin bloomed red in response to the sudden sharp pain. She took a moment to recollect herself before responding. "Mmm... and if I don't like that arrangement?" the seductive purr of her voice did not match her words.
Corsinni gave another smack to the opposite cheek, earning a small gasp. His fingers rubbed the outline of where his handprints now stained the pale canvas of her skin, soothing away some of the pain. "You already love it, soon enough you won't be able to deny it."
"Is that so, pirate? I'm a blushing virgin you can bend to your will so easily?" Her words dripped with sarcasm. "All of my toys think they can be the one to make the great Samus Aran scream their name in ecstasy and beg to be fucked like a common whore. They all end up worshiping me - begging for the privilege of pleasuring me again." Her plump, pink lips briefly betrayed a twinge of annoyance before returning to a smirk. "I'll admit you've done better than most, but you'll be no different. Just another part of my collection." The words flowed from her lips with a honey-sweet venom that stung him deeply. They stirred something primal and possessive deep within him that burned with jealousy at the thought of anyone else touching the bounty hunter.
Corsinni knew she was provoking him on purpose, the eager fire behind those emerald eyes was proof enough of that, but fuck did it ever work. He was dangerously close to mindlessly fucking Samus until neither of them could walk in a vain attempt to prove his superiority to those before him. That was what she expected, but it wouldn't be enough.
No, he had to prove himself in a way she'd never forget. Show her pleasures she never knew. To give her something that would stay with her, something that would make her crave more. He had to do the impossible and truly conquer the unconquerable. Nothing less would do, nothing less would satisfy.
"You're not going to be thinking of anyone else by the time I'm done with you. No one else will ever be enough for you again." He growled into her ear. His hand slipped between her legs, sliding along the slick wetness that still coated her inner thighs from their previous activities. The bounty hunter bit her lip as his fingers teased her sensitive lips. "I'm going to make you addicted to me," His fingers made slow, deliberate circles around her clit as he whispered his vow into her ear. "Every inch of this perfect body will know who you belong to."
For a moment, the mask of the fearsome, seductive vixen slipped and Corsinni saw what he was looking for - a brief flash of the woman behind the legend. The vulnerability was gone just as quickly as it came, but the brief moment was enough to fuel his resolve and send a surge of confidence through him. "Promises, promises..." Samus' voice betrayed nothing, but her pupils dilated and the desire in her emerald eyes burned brighter than before. "Are you going to back them up, or should I go find your men to get what I need?"
The pirate's jaw clenched and his free hand moved to her throat, squeezing lightly in warning. Samus' only response was to tilt her head upwards, offering him better access. Fingers tightened around the slender column, pressing down on her pulse and feeling the powerful beat of her heart beneath his grip. Her breathing became labored, but she still showed no signs of discomfort or fear. Was it trust he wouldn't hurt her or did she still believe she had the upper hand? He decided it didn't matter. "Don't test me or-"
"Or what?" her voice came out in a strained whisper. "Show me."
With a growl he let go of her throat and his fingers slid out of her pussy, causing a small whine to slip from the blonde's mouth. "You asked for it, bitch." The pirate spat as he walked over to his discarded flight suit, and tore a long strip off the end of one of the sleeves. He stood in front of the bounty hunter once again, the makeshift blindfold clenched in his fist.
Samus clicked her tongue in disappointment, looking at the cloth in his hand. "That's too bad, I liked watching you think." The seductive purr in her voice returned. "Whatever you have planned better make up for it."
He didn't bother responding, bringing the fabric up to her face instead. Those brilliant emerald eyes gave one final, defiant look before being covered by the thick black fabric. The pirate tied it off tightly in the back, making sure there were no gaps, and stepped back. Blindfolded, suspended from the ceiling with gold bands on her limbs gleaming in the light, and long blonde hair spilling down her back, Samus looked like a divine sacrifice to some ancient god. It was a good look on her.
Corsinni walked over to the rack of training weapons and considered his options.
***
Normally, the loss of her sight would be no great issue for Samus. Her other senses would compensate to paint a vivid picture of her surroundings in her mind's eye. The issue, she realized as soon as the makeshift blindfold was placed around her eyes, was that it smelled like her pirate. It was a scent that had been faintly drifting through the air the entire time, but now it was a strong, overwhelming presence. It muddled her thoughts and made it difficult to focus. She couldn't help but inhale deeper breaths to get more of it. It reminded her of the jungles of Tallon IV, the smell of the earth after a rainstorm. It was maddening in its effect on her and she hated how much she wanted to drown in it.
Samus' sensitive ears strained to make out what Corsinni was doing, but her own racing heartbeat pounding in her ears was too loud. Cool air caressed her skin, making her feel every tiny current and breeze against her flushed flesh. Her skin prickled and she fought to keep herself from shivering in anticipation as phantom touches seemed to travel all over her body.
The bounty hunter couldn't say how long she waited in that state, it felt like an eternity. Her senses were on a hair trigger, desperately seeking any information that would tell her what her pirate was up to. Part of her wanted to call for Adam to free her, but curiosity and arousal won. The sound of a soft footstep behind her caught her attention. "Finally worked up the courage to touch a bound and blindfolded woman, pirate?"
Silence.
The hairs on the back of her neck rose as the faintest breeze drifted against the nape of her neck and she swore she could feel a hungry gaze boring into her. Her heart raced, pumping blood through her veins faster and faster as her anticipation grew. Every muscle in her body tensed as she prepared for... something. She wasn't sure what. "Don't keep me waiting, I'm not a patient woman." She chided in her best 'huntress on the prowl' tone, hoping the sound of her own voice would steady her nerves.
Silence.
Her arms ached and her toes struggled to keep her balanced on the floor. Her thighs trembled from exertion as the tension inside her wound tighter and tighter. It was like every sense in her body was heightened beyond its limit. Simultaneously too much and nowhere near enough. Her mind wandered to all the ways her pirate could be playing with her body, but without the physical sensation to go with it, it just left her feeling more frustrated. "Godammit! Do some-!"
*CRACK*
Samus failed to suppress a gasp as the air seemed to snap and pop all around her, making the fine hairs on her body stand on end as if she were touching an energy field. Her muscles instinctively flinched in anticipation at the sudden noise, bracing herself for a blow that never landed. The sensation lasted only a split second, but it left a tingling numbness in its wake that made her entire body shiver. Her mind immediately tried to make sense of what happened and the pieces fell into place rapidly. "A neural whip...? Interes-"
*CRACK*
The electric snap of the air was closer this time, a shock of energy that brushed against her, sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins as her body prepared to react. Again, the strike never came. Her mouth was dry and her pulse pounded in her ears. The sharp, metallic odor of ozone stung her nose with each ragged breath she took. Samus swallowed thickly and licked her lips. Her body screamed at her to move, to fight back, to do something. But she couldn't. She was helpless. Helpless and completely at his mercy. A shudder rolled down her spine.
Corsinni didn't even have to touch her to make her ache for him. It was infuriating, it was humiliating, it was...
*CRACK*
Samus flinched this time, her muscles were coiled springs of tension that begged for release and every fiber of her being was on fire with anticipation. Her chest heaved with short, heavy pants. She was a bundle of raw nerves and excitement. The waiting, the endless waiting. She could handle the sting of a neural whip. But this? This was maddening. It was like standing at the edge of a cliff, waiting to jump. The desire, the need, to take that plunge was so great, and yet she couldn't make it happen. Only he could. And her pirate seemed in no rush to let her off the edge. She hated it. Hated the way it made her feel. Hated that it was working.
"Fuck!" She hissed, trying to keep her voice steady, to keep the desperation from leaking through. Her fingers gripped the mag-cuffs binding her as if they would grant her some semblance of control, but they didn't.
"What do you say when you want something?" Hot breath tickled the shell of her ear. He was close, so very close to her now. She could practically feel the heat radiating off his body. How did she not hear him approach? His scent enveloped her again, even stronger than before. Samus' mouth opened, but no words came out, her voice had abandoned her. "Come on love, I thought you weren't a patient woman?" The teasing tone in his voice was almost cruel.
Samus swallowed thickly and bit her lip. This wasn't supposed to happen, it wasn't supposed to be like this. She was the hunter, not the prey. She was in control, always. And yet, a man who wasn't even touching her had her on the brink of begging. She felt her willpower cracking like a dam ready to burst. "You know...what I want you bastard..." She managed to get out, hoping her voice sounded steadier to him than it did to her own ears.
"Mmm, I do, but I want to hear you say it." His voice was a velvety smooth purr, confident and in control. Samus could hear the smirk in it. Her pirate was enjoying himself immensely. A hand came up to caress the curve of her waist, feather-light and gentle. Nowhere near enough. Samus tried to lean into his touch, but he pulled away. "Say it."
Samus' pride warred with her desire and for the first time in her life, pride was losing. The dam cracked ever so slightly. "Corsinni, please..." The plea was like acid on her tongue. It tasted of weakness and defeat.
"There's a good girl." His words dripped with smug satisfaction.
*CRACK*
The air hissed and popped as the neural whip lashed out and this time she was rewarded with a sharp, stinging pain. She couldn't even tell where it landed, the pain lasted only a moment before it was replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that radiated all over. Samus let out a shaky sigh as her body sagged in relief. Her toes lost their grip on the floor and she was hanging from the ceiling. It was an oddly freeing sensation, like flying. A small laugh escaped her lips as she imagined herself gliding through the sky like a bird in flight. The image in her mind was short-lived as the whip snapped again.
*CRACK*
Another stinging jolt, this time to her thigh. Samus was no stranger to pain. She'd met it many times while training or on the battlefield, pain was an unwelcome friend that came to visit from time to time. This was something else. The whip's sting sent a wave of heat through her body, setting her nerves on fire. It was a pain that was somehow more pleasure than anything else. It was a pain that made her crave more. Samus righted herself on the floor again, pushed her breasts out in offering, and tightened her fingers around the mag-cuffs in anticipation.
*CRACK*
This time the lash hit her on the chest, wrapping around her breast with a searing burn, and a cry was ripped from her throat. The pain and pleasure were like warring tides, washing over her in waves that left her breathless. Her pussy was dripping wet and she could feel her arousal running down the insides of her thighs. She wanted to be touched, to be filled. Her body was aching for it.
Samus' head spun and her mind was clouded with a dense fog that grew thicker after every lash of the neural whip. Thoughts were scattered and hazy, the only constant was that her pirate was in the center of them. The bounty hunter had never felt so helpless and powerless, so reliant on someone else for her own satisfaction. She couldn't remember ever being this turned on in her entire life and it terrified her. No one should have this much power over her. No one should be able to reduce her to a quivering, whimpering mess. She was Samus fucking Aran.
And yet, here she was. Hanging from the ceiling of her own training room, bound and blindfolded, her body burning with a need so strong it hurt. All because of some pirate captain who could play her body like a finely tuned instrument. She should be furious, she should be escaping, she should be... anything other than a panting, desperate bitch in heat.
But she couldn't bring herself to care. Her world narrowed to the man all around her and the sensations he was giving her. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed. Just the two of them in this room, in this moment.
Samus had no idea how long she hung there, suspended between heaven and hell. The time between lashes grew until eventually, they stopped altogether. The only thing that remained was the sound of her own labored breathing and the beating of her heart.
Rough fingertips lightly traced along the arch of her spine, until they reached her shoulders and slid under the curtain of her hair, brushing it aside. "Look at you... So fucking beautiful..." Corsinni's voice was soft and soothing, a balm for her frayed nerves. His lips pressed against the nape of her neck. "So strong and fierce..." A gentle bite to the side of her throat made her shudder. "But if you know where to look, still so soft and delicate." His other hand slipped around to pull her against him by the hip, a solid wall of warm muscle against her back. "And all mine..."
The possessive growl in her ear sent a shiver through Samus. She'd been claimed many times before by others, but not one of them ever managed to make her feel it the way she did now. It was like his words had a physical weight, a pressure that pushed her deeper into the depths of an abyss she hadn't known was there. The bounty hunter didn't even try to hold back the moan of desire that escaped her lips, she couldn't. The sound was raw, unbidden, and it seemed to please her pirate immensely.
Strong fingers kneaded her flesh, easing the ache that had settled into her limbs. It felt good. So very good. His hands were like a drug, dulling her pain and leaving only the pleasure behind. He worked his way down her body, finding every knot, every tense muscle, and melting it away. Corsinni took great care to rub and caress every lash mark from the whip, soothing the abused flesh with gentle touches. She felt like a pet being pampered and cared for by its master, and she was finding herself liking it far too much. Samus felt herself relax completely, letting herself go limp and allowing him to support her weight as he worked her over.
A single finger traveled down her stomach and past her navel, stopping just short of where she needed it. It lingered there, teasing and tormenting her. "Tell me, what do you want, love?"
"You." The word came out in a breathless whisper. There was no hesitation, no hint of resistance. It was the most honest thing Samus had ever said in her life.
"You have me. Is there something you want me to do?"
Samus didn't trust herself to speak, so she rolled her hips against him, hoping he would take mercy on her.
Corsinni's chest rumbled against her back in a low chuckle. "What was it you said before?" He paused for a moment, then hummed in a mock recollection. His hand slid to cup her sex, two digits sliding between her wet folds and just barely dipping inside. "You take what I give..." His finger pulled away, making her whimper at the loss of contact "...when I decide to give it."
Samus had never hated her past self more than she did in this moment.
The bounty hunter groaned in frustration. Karma was a cruel, cruel bitch sometimes and she seemed to have it out for Samus today. The worst part was that she knew she deserved it.
"Corsinni, please..." The words came out as a strangled, desperate plea. "...I need you." She couldn't bring herself to say more. Not yet.
A heavy sigh came from right in front of her. "Good enough. You're lucky I like that tone and I'm not as cruel as you." The anchors for the mag-cuffs suddenly lowered and Samus was forced to her knees. "But before I give you what you want, you're going to do something for me..." A short moment later a thick, heady scent made her mouth water. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips in anticipation.
***
The sight of the legendary warrior on her knees, blindfolded, arms suspended above her, and eagerly waiting for his cock was more than enough to make Corsinni's already throbbing erection twitch in anticipation. He ran his fingers through her golden hair, marveling at its softness before taking a handful and guiding her mouth to the tip of his cock. "Open," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.
Without hesitation, her lips parted in a perfect 'O' and her tongue snaked out, slowly, sensually, gliding along the underside of his shaft. She paused at his head, her tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive spot just underneath. Corsinni grunted in pleasure as Samus' warm, velvety tongue continued to swirl around his sensitive flesh. The sensation of her hot, wet mouth enveloping his shaft was indescribable. He groaned in pleasure, unable to resist the temptation to push forward, burying himself to the hilt. Samus' throat spasmed and her body jerked reflexively, but she quickly recovered and resumed her work. She was a woman possessed, sucking and slurping on his cock with abandon as if it were the only thing that mattered in the world.
Samus was a vision on her knees, her full, round breasts swaying with each bob of her head, and her plump, soft lips wrapped tightly around his shaft as she swallowed him whole. The only missing piece was her eyes, he wanted to see them looking up at him as he fucked her face. He reached for the knot in the makeshift blindfold and pulled, the thick cloth falling away from her face and revealing her eyes closed in concentration. "Look at me."
Her eyelashes fluttered and slowly opened, revealing her emerald eyes that looked up at him with a raw, primal hunger. They were a storm of emotions - desire, need, lust, and... trust. There was a vulnerability in them, a surrender of control. It was a look that he knew she had never given to anyone else, and it made him feel incredibly powerful to have earned it. He gripped the back of her head and slowly, deliberately, pushed his cock further down her throat. Her eyes widened slightly and he could feel her throat clenching and unclenching as she fought to suppress her gag reflex. Her eyes never left his as he pulled her head off his length, giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Corsinni took in a deep breath and tried to steady himself. It was an impossible task to try and keep his composure with her looking like that. He wasn't going to last much longer. "You're too damn good at this..." he groaned out as he pushed her back onto his length, her tongue writhing in ways that should be illegal. He held her head there for a moment, reveling in the feeling of her warm, wet mouth around him and the way her eyes seemed to beg him to give her more. He pulled her off again and she gasped, sucking in a lungful of air before he pushed her back down. This time he didn't stop until he felt her lips press against his pelvis. Her throat contracted and spasmed around the tip of his cock as her body fought to breathe. Her eyes started to water and her fingers twitched in their bonds, but she didn't stop. Instead, she looked up at him with that same intense gaze and sucked, hard. The pleasure was so intense that Corsinni's knees almost gave out.
"Oh fuck..." He pulled her off his cock completely and the bounty hunter's head slumped forward, panting heavily to catch her breath. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were swollen and wet with spit and precum, and her eyes were glazed over. A thin strand of drool ran from her open mouth down her chin as she tried to compose herself. Corsinni's cock pulsed at the sight and he couldn't help but wonder what other obscene expressions he could put on that beautiful face. "I wonder what your adoring fans would say if they could see you like this..."
Samus looked up at him, her voice a hoarse whisper. "They'd be jealous it's your cock in my mouth, obviously," She smirked and licked her lips in anticipation. "Now stop playing with me and fuck my face like you mean it."
The pirate grabbed a fistful of her golden hair "Since you asked so nicely..." he growled, pushing her back onto his cock. He didn't give her any time to adjust, immediately setting a fast and brutal pace. The sounds of her sucking and slurping on his cock filled the room, punctuated by the occasional gag and cough. Saliva was dripping down her chin, her neck, and onto her breasts, pooling in her cleavage. Her eyes were watering, tears running down her face and mixing with the mess of fluids. But still, she sucked him in even harder.
It was too much for him. The sight of her, the sound of her, the feel of her. He was at his limit. With one final, hard thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could go and exploded. His cock pulsed and twitched as he unloaded rope after rope of his cum down her throat. He felt her swallow around his shaft, greedily drinking down everything he had to offer. When he was finally spent, he released his grip on her hair and let her fall back. She coughed and sputtered, gasping for air. Strings of cum and drool hung from her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her chest.
Samus licked her lips, collected the remaining fluids on them, and swallowed. She looked up at him with a satisfied smile on her face, her eyes still glazed over in lust. "Mmm... delicious..." She purred, then leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his softening length and began to suck on it again, cleaning it and coaxing it back to life. It didn't take long before Corsinni felt himself grow hard again. He groaned as she pulled away with a wet pop. "But now you owe me what I want, my pirate." Her words came out in a breathy, seductive whisper. She leaned back, sitting down on her calves and spread her legs as wide as she could in her position. "Fuck me." It was both an order and a plea, and one that he was only too happy to obey.
Corsinni didn't waste time coming up with some clever quip or flirtatious remark. He simply stepped forward and grabbed her by the hips, lifting her into the air. Samus instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist for support and he felt her ankles lock behind his back. Both of his hands were on her ass, supporting her weight and squeezing the supple flesh. The bounty hunter's arms were still held up by the mag-cuffs, but she managed to snake them around his neck, allowing her to pull herself close to him. Her emerald eyes met his and there was a moment of stillness, a calm before the storm. Their lips met in a frenzied kiss, all teeth and tongue as they devoured each other. Samus moaned into his mouth, her hips grinding against his as she tried to find the angle to get him inside her.
He teased her for just a moment, grinding his length along her folds, but the bounty hunter was having none of it. She growled in frustration and bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood, and glared at him. "Fuck. Me. Now." She growled, each word punctuated by another roll of her hips. Her voice was a low, dangerous rumble and it sent a shiver down his spine.
Corsinni suddenly felt as if he was holding a nuclear warhead. One he had foolishly primed and was now ready to go off at any moment. While he didn't become captain of his own little space pirate crew by making exclusively smart decisions in his life, he did have enough self-preservation instincts to know when not to push his luck. "As you wish," he whispered in her ear as he shifted her body in his grasp, lining the head of his cock with her entrance. Samus' eyes narrowed at him in suspicion for a moment, before widening as she felt him slowly lower her down onto his length.
He had intended to savor the moment, to enjoy the feeling of her walls clenching and unclenching around him as he slowly filled her, but Samus had other plans. She rolled her hips and impaled herself on his length, her inner walls clamping down on him as she took him to the hilt. Corsinni let out a groan that was echoed by the bounty hunter's own cry of pleasure. She buried her face into the crook of his neck, panting and gasping as she adjusted to his size. "Oh, fuckkk...So good..." she moaned, her voice muffled by his shoulder. Powerful legs tightened around his waist as she lifted herself up, then dropped back down, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm. "Move damn you." She growled, nipping at the sensitive skin of his neck in warning.
Corsinni complied immediately, matching her movements with his own. The two of them found a rhythm quickly, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Samus was like a beast unleashed, her hips slamming down onto his with an almost feral intensity. Her moans and cries of pleasure filled the air, spurring him on. He wanted to hear more of them. He needed to know that he was making this incredible woman feel just as good as she was making him feel.
One of his hands left her ass and traveled up her toned body until it reached one of her breasts. He cupped it in his palm, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the nipple between his fingers. Samus' back arched, pressing her chest further into his hand. Corsinni took advantage of the new angle, capturing her other nipple between his lips. He sucked on it greedily, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. The bounty hunter's moans grew louder as he teased and toyed with her breasts, her hips slamming down on him with even more force. He was sure there would be bruises on his hips from where her thighs were gripping him, but he didn't care. Marks he'd left with the neural whip covered her too after all.
Samus' entire body suddenly tensed, her legs tightening around his waist even tighter and her inner walls clamping down on him like a vice. "Right there! Don't you dare fucking stop!" She cried out, her voice raw and needy. He could feel her muscles spasming and twitching as she came hard, her hips jerking erratically. Corsinni held her close, never slowing down as he fucked her through her orgasm. Her body went limp in his arms as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her head lolling back and her eyes fluttering closed. He didn't let up, keeping the same brutal pace as he pounded into her. Samus' moans turned into whimpers and cries, her body shaking with overstimulation. Her pussy was practically vibrating around him, her walls spasming and clenching erratically. Corsinni grit his teeth and tried to hold on, wanting to bring her to the edge again.
"I..." She gasped out, her voice barely audible. "I can't..." Her legs loosened around his waist, but he held her firm, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass. He slowed and held her against him, her heart pounding against his chest. "I didn't...say...to stop." She panted, her arms tightening around his neck as she caught her breath. Corsinni chuckled and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Greedy aren't you my little huntress?" He teased, earning him a glare that lacked any real anger. Samus opened her mouth to say something, but Corsinni cut her off with a hard thrust of his hips that drew a strangled cry from the bounty hunter. He felt her tighten around him again, her body already building up to another orgasm. "Come on, let me feel that beautiful pussy squeeze me again..." he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. Samus' eyes widened and she let out a soft whimper, her walls clamping down on him even tighter.
"Ahhh..." She gasped, her body tensing up. "I-" She cried out, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she came again. Corsinni grunted and picked up his pace, chasing his own release. Samus' body was wracked with spasms, her pussy clenching and unclenching around him as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. Her moans and whimpers were music to his ears, spurring him.
Corsinni gritted his teeth and tried to hold back, but it was too much. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum," he grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic.
Samus lifted her head from his neck, her pupils were blown wide with lust and her hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat. "Inside...I want to feel -" She cut herself off by capturing his lips with her own in a hungry kiss, her tongue invading his mouth. His hips snapped up and he buried himself as deep as possible inside her as he came. Corsinni's cock throbbed and twitched as rope after rope of his seed filled her womb. Samus' hips jerked and bucked as she was pushed into a third orgasm, her pussy milking him for every last drop. Their bodies shook and spasmed together as they rode out the waves of their mutual climax.
When they finally came down from their high, Samus pulled away, breaking the kiss with a wet pop. She looked down at where they were still joined, a satisfied smile on her lips. Corsinni's legs were burning from the strain of supporting both their weight, but he wasn't about to let her go. The feeling of her hot, wet pussy clenching around him was too good. Samus seemed to share his sentiment, her hips making small circular motions as she savored the feeling of being filled.
"Adam, unlock mag-cuffs." The A.I. didn't respond verbally, but there was an audible click and the mag-cuffs released. Samus' arms immediately came down from above her to properly wrap around his neck, pulling him in closer.
"Were you just humoring me the whole time?" The question came out more accusatory than he intended, but Samus seemed to find it amusing.
"Did you really think you could restrain me on my own ship with my own equipment?" Her voice was a mixture of playful and smug. "I was curious what my big, strong pirate would do if I was completely at his mercy and you didn't disappoint." Her eyes hardened to a glare. "But you didn't have to leave me in agony for so long, you bastard."
"If you wanted to be treated like a princess, maybe you shouldn't have been such a bitch." Samus snorted in response and rolled her eyes.
"People usually call me 'powerful, confident, and assertive'." She retorted, a smirk forming on her lips. "I'm starting to think you're not that nice of a guy after all..."
"What can I say? You bring out the best in me." Corsinni said with a grin, his hands coming up to rest on her hips. "Besides, you seemed to enjoy yourself well enough by the end."
Samus hummed in agreement, her fingers playing with the hair on the back of his head. "It was adequate I suppose."
Corsinni chuckled and shook his head. "Just adequate?" Corsinni pitched his voice higher in a poor imitation of her's and spoke in a breathy moan. "'Please, don't stop. Give me more. Cum inside me.'" He teased, earning him a light smack on the shoulder.
"Stop. If you ever do that impression again, I'm spacing you." Her expression was serious for a moment before a sigh broke her stern facade. "But fine. It was the best sex I ever had and you're a god among men. Happy now, asshole?"
Corsinni felt a surge of pride at the admission, his ego swelling. "Very." He couldn't keep the smug satisfaction out of his voice. "But you know, I can always do better next time."
Samus' legs unlocked from around his waist and she slowly lowered herself to the ground. His now flaccid cock slipped out of her with a wet squelch and a gush of their combined juices followed, coating both of their thighs. She winced slightly as she stood up, her legs shaky. "How presumptuous of you to assume there will be a next time, captain." The teasing lift of her eyebrow and the smile tugging at her lips belied her words.
She stretched briefly, her arms reaching towards the ceiling as her back arched. Hair disheveled, lips swollen, fading marks from the neural whip crisscrossing her body, pussy leaking with their combined fluids, and a thin layer of sweat coating her skin - Samus looked every bit the well-fucked woman she was. That he made her. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He had to have her again and again.
"Why not? Is there something stopping you from finding out just how good I can make you feel?" Corsinni stepped closer to her, his hand coming to rest on her hip. "Besides, I'm a pirate. I plunder treasures for all they're worth and you, Samus Aran, are the greatest treasure in the galaxy."
Samus rolled her eyes and blew air out her nose in a dismissive snort, but she didn't pull away. "That was terrible, and here I thought you were a suave, smooth talking scoundrel." There was a hint of a smile in her eyes despite the sarcastic tone. "Do these lines work on other women?"
"They never do," Corsinni admitted with a laugh. "But I enjoy saying them anyway."
"So you're an idiot then." She shook her head. "Lucky for you I seem to have a thing for handsome idiots."
"Handsome idiots like me, right?"
"Yes, yes," She waved a hand dismissively at him, her voice dry and monotone. "You're very special and unique and handsome and hung."
"That's more like it." Corsinni grinned.
Samus sighed. "I'd ask what you expect to happen long term but I get the feeling you don't even know yourself."
Corsinni shrugged. "We sail the stars, hunt some bounties, plunder some riches, and have lots of mind blowing sex all the way. Why not?" He held out his hands in front of him in a grandiose gesture. "The universe is our oyster and we can take whatever we want. What's not to love about that?"
"You plan on abandoning your crew on a disabled ship to fly off with me?" She cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "Even for a pirate, that's cold."
Right. His crew. He had one of those. He'd completely forgotten about them in the heat of the moment. A brief pang of guilt stabbed through his chest. They were his friends and they'd stuck by him through thick and thin. They had to be going crazy with worry over what happened to him. "Shit..." He rubbed the back of his head, his fingers running through his hair. He didn't want to give up the life he'd built for himself, but he also didn't want to give up Samus. "Any chance you'd be willing to join my crew?"
Samus' response was a short, barking laugh of disbelief. "I kill pirates. I don't join them." She leaned in, her nose just barely brushing his. "Even if I were the type to sign onto a ship's crew, I'd be the captain." Her emerald eyes met his and the bounty hunter smirked. "And you'd be my bed warmer."
Corsinni couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine at her words. He swallowed hard and met her gaze. "You can't blame a man for trying," he said, a wry smile forming on his lips. "So what do we do instead? I can't just pretend this whole thing never happened." He gestured between the two of them. "And you can't pretend you wouldn't miss me."
"I won't miss the cockiness." Samus rolled her eyes. "But the cock? Maybe." She gave a look of appreciation down at his crotch and lightly squeezed his length, causing him to hiss in pleasure. "But I suppose you've grown on me in some ways. You're not a terrible human being... for a pirate."
"I'm touched." He placed a hand over his heart, pretending to wipe away a tear. "That you can tolerate me means the world to me."
A small smile tugged at her lips before she became serious again. "I'll offer you another deal." She paused, her expression thoughtful. "You and your crew have to go legit. You become bounty hunters or mercenaries or a cargo transport, I don't care. But no more piracy. I will turn you in next time." Samus stepped away from him, her eyes never leaving his. "In exchange, I'll tow the Blackjack to the nearest independent port out of Federation space and pay to have her fixed good as new. Plus a few tracking beacons so I don't have to chase you down next time."
Corsinni's eyes widened, his mouth falling open slightly. "That's... generous." He frowned. "But what do you get out of this?"
"Me? I get a seasoned pirate crew that owes me a big favor." She gave him a coy look. "And many more nights like tonight."
The offer was more than fair. More than reasonable. But it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted Samus. All to himself. The thought of her sharing a bed with someone else made his blood boil. "I'll do it, with one condition." Corsinni stepped forward, his hands finding her waist again. "Every time you're in the mood to have the galaxy's best orgasm, you come and find me."
"One night and you're trying to lock me down?" Samus laughed, shaking her head. She placed her hand on his chest, her fingers tracing small circles on his skin. "It's a big galaxy and you're not always going to be nearby. What makes you think I'd limit myself to you?"
Corsinni leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "Because every time another man touches you, you'll think of me and you won't be able to help but feel disappointed." His voice was low, barely above a whisper. "Because you'll realize they can never compare." He nipped at her earlobe. "And because you can't get enough of me."
Samus pulled away, her eyes meeting his. Her emerald orbs were shining with amusement and a hint of surprise. "You're a real piece of work. You know that, right?" She shook her head again, but there was a smile on her lips. "I'm willing to promise you'll be my first choice." She leaned in, her breath hot on his neck. "But maybe if you prove your claim to do even better next time, you could be my only choice."
It was a challenge. Samus wasn't the type of woman to just say something to placate someone. She'd been upfront and honest with him from the start, bluntly and brutally so. She meant it. If he wanted to have Samus to himself, he'd have to earn it. Make her need him as much as he needed her. And he was nothing if not a determined man.
"Deal." He closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. She tasted of sweat and sex and he drank her in like a man dying of thirst. When they finally broke apart, they were both breathless.
"I guess I should inform my crew then, they're probably freaking out wondering what's going to happen to them." Corsinni ran a hand through his hair.
"That would be the nice thing to do," Samus agreed with a mischievous grin. "Or you could let them sweat for a little longer." She walked to a door that slid open for her and turned to look at him over her shoulder. "I'm taking a shower, you seem like you could use one too."
"They can wait." He said quickly and rushed to follow. Too quickly based on how her grin twisted into a smug smirk. He could have sworn he heard her mutter 'So easy' under her breath.

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