Lucy & Keegan1000
by
Mirishka
If you've not read "Tales of the Shareem" by Allyson James... And you love the idea of men being genetically bred for the pleasure of women, then get reading! There are 7 books so far and they are wonderful. So, my friend who is as obsessed as myself with Mr Momoa, asked me to write a fan-fiction making Jason characters into the Shareem. ..here goes.
Lucy Carr had discovered a parcel in her aunts closet while she was packing her clothes in boxes to put away in storage. She'd lived with her aunt since her parents died in an accident when she was eight years old. Her aunt, Cecilly, had recently passed away having being ill for some time. She had a full and plentiful life, she had been wealthy and was quite a character. Lucy would miss her very much and had taken care of her throughout her illness. Her eyes filled with both sad and happy tears as she recalled the fun they had as she was growing up. She would tell her stories of things she got up to when she were younger and while they enthralled her, she never really believed what her aunt told her. Stories of men bred for pleasure called "The Shareem" where one of her favorites.
'The Shareem were trained in every sexual art known to man, and woman" she'd tell her. "There were three levels—pure sensual pleasure, games and wicked fun, or the ultimate barbarian…complete with whip". Lucy's mouth had gaped when she'd first heard of this from her aunt and had taken it with a pinch of salt, until she found the parcel, then everything changed.
The old computer had already been put out for rubbish collection before Lucy had stumbled on the disc. She'd found it in the parcel that her aunt had hidden, it was tied together with a red ribbon. Lucy felt nervous as she'd opened the parcel and thought maybe it was like snooping, but her aunt had told her before she died that everything she had now belonged to her...and that she was to use anything she found. As Lucy sifted through the articles from over 30 years ago she became excited. The stories were true about the Shareem. Opening a brochure she gasped at the image that greeted her. She'd never seen a more perfect man. She'd never seen a naked man and while she wasn't sure what perfect meant, this had to be it. The description next to the photograph made her heart thump hard in her chest.
"Keegan1000 - Our most prized Level 3. If you're looking for a Barbarian with bite, then Keegan is your Shareem. 6Ft 5 inches of soft satin skin wrapped over hard steel. You will not be disappointed if Level 3 is your preferred option.
Warning: A copy of your latest health report will be required before any interaction with 'Keegan1000' is permitted."
Lucy's eyes widened after she finished reading...WTF? This was a joke right? They actually advertised this? She couldn't believe it. All this time she'd thought her aunt had been telling stories but they were true. She'd told her the reason no one talks about the Shareem anymore is because they were deemed illegal. The government had closed down the labs that had bred the Shareem and recalled all the models to be put to sleep. This actually happened! It must have... because she's not heard of this from anyone except her aunt. When Lucy had told the stories to the girls in her dorm at school they thought the same, that it was just a story. What happened? Did they destroy all the Shareem? Lucy quickly scanned through the rest of the documents and articles to find if there were any information. Other than the disc there were just more brochures advertising the various levels. She slipped the disc from its cover and read the label, "My name's Keegan1000, Want to play?" Clasping her hand over her mouth Lucy stifled a giggle. This was going to be interesting. She hurried over to the computer that she'd rescued and turned it on. She'd not used one of these old models for some time and was astounded it still worked. It took a while to start up but after inserting the disc she waited.
The screen burst into action with advertisements ranging from sex aids to stimulants to help performance. Wow they really didn't hold anything back in those days did they? After what seemed like forever the title for DNAmo finally greeted her. Then she almost fainted when 'Keegan1000' walked into view.
She'd never seen anyone like him. He was tall and had muscles in all the right places. Considering his size he moved like a panther. Sleek and fluid, no hesitation as he walked forward towards the camera. He wore dark pants with a white vest that clung to his chest and abs. His penetrating dark eyes bore through the screen and made Lucy's womb clench. Dear God! He's gorgeous! Lucy felt her nether regions moisten and when he opened his mouth to speak and the first words fell from his perfectly formed lips, she sighed.
"Wanna play? Then make sure you're up for a hard session... I don't rest, I don't slow down and no matter how much you beg... I won't stop."
He ran a flogger through his fingers as he spoke, his piercing black eyes grew wider as he finished speaking. His voice was deep and husky . It sent a shiver up her spine. When he turned to walk away, he waited til the last moment before averting his eyes. Confident and full of wickedness, that's what he was about. His hair was tied back in a ponytail, tight and smoothed away from his face, making him seem all the more sinister.
Dear god she couldn't imagine what he was going to do. Well she could but couldn't believe it. Did women actually order nights of passion with these men. Where they men? If they were bred then technically they weren't human or maybe they were. Ugh...didn't matter, it's not like she's ever likely to see one in the flesh is it?
As the scene came to a close and they began another bout of advertisements Lucy stopped the disc and sat back on the bed. How could she go on after seeing this? She'd never been in a relationship and had decided to concentrate on her studies before indulging in matters of the heart or body. Whenever a man had asked her out she would make an excuse and promise herself 'next time'. Next time she did the same and it became a habit. Even after leaving university and landing a great job she still found excuses came too easily to would be lovers. But after seeing Keegan1000 she was sure she now knew what she wanted. She wanted him or at least an equivalent, but there were no Shareem, they were destroyed. She thought she'd found the perfect man that made her body shout out "Hey I want some of that!" Unfortunately she was born too late to enjoy it.
The next few days Lucy tried to put the images of Keegan1000 out of her mind. No matter how hard she tried...she couldn't. Her need for more information drove her to the internet cafe, a place she barely frequented unless she was in need of information during her working day. Lunch break finally arrived and she headed over to the cafe, ordered a latte and found a quiet place to do some investigating.
The government had done their best to remove as much as possible from official sites but there were still snippets of info available if you knew were to look. Lucy trawled for some time before she managed to get to a site that still had chatter about the Shareem. She began reading and tried to find out if there remained any still alive but it seemed it was impossible.
She suddenly froze in her seat when a deep husky voice drew close to her ear...
"Don't you know that's illegal darlin?"
The fresh smell of a man wafted up her nose and made her take a big lung full, drawing the sweet smell of spice and fresh soap deep she exhaled slowly before realizing what she was doing. Turning around suddenly to see who had drawn so close made her gasp. Greeted by intense dark eyes that widened as she stared into them she became speechless. It wasn't possible, was it? The face that she'd been staring at on the PC disc for the last few days stood inches away from hers. She'd studied every curve of those plump lips, the slight curve at the corners and the perfect arcing like the bow of a cupid. She'd know them anywhere!
A grin escaped the man but he barely moved other than that. He kept his face close to hers, as if he wanted her to smell him. He had an effect on her that she couldn't understand, it was as if he'd used some kind of aphrodisiac soap-he smelled so good. Quickly she edged back and pressed 'esc' on the pc screen.
"Forgive me, it's rude to watch over someone's shoulder and peek at their screen but I was just leaving and had to come and say hi. Which reminds me... Hi!" The confidence oozed from every pore as he spoke. "So what's your name darlin?" He remained motionless and waited for her response.
"Er..Lucy and Hi. I was just looking for some information as I'm doing some research for a college paper." She lied...badly.
"Really? Maybe I could help, I'm sort of an expert on that topic."
"You are?"
"Yes I am. Why don't you have dinner with me tomorrow so we can discuss it further?" His eyebrows raised and his lips beamed a wicked grin. He moved his mouth towards her ear and whispered in a gravelly voice, "I promise to tell you everything you want to know about the Shareem."
Lucy's usual reply would be, Oh sorry I have an appointment I can't...but thank you! But for whatever reason those words didn't appear and before she knew what her mouth was doing she already replied, "Yes, I'd love too."
The man's smile turned full on and spread wide across his face, she couldn't help but smile back, he was gorgeous.
Producing a blank card from his top pocket he handed it to her, "Why don't you write your number on here for me L-u-c-y." As he spoke her name he emphasized each letter. "Beautiful name...rolls of the tongue so easily." A cocked brow drew her attention from his perfect mouth, she was in serious trouble. No man had ever had such an effect.
She could have sat and stared at him all day but suddenly she realized she was late for work. Quickly scribbling her number down she handed it back to the man.
"I'm really sorry I'm late and my boss is very tetchy about punctuality I really have to go."
"No problem Lucy, I'm going to be late myself so I'll call you later." He winked before turning his body towards the door. His head remained fixed on Lucy until the last moment, then he turned and smoothly left, just like Keegan1000 on the disc she'd watched.
This wasn't happening she told herself over and over as she hurried out of the cafe and down the high street back to the office. He wasn't Keegan1000, he couldn't be...they were destroyed. Which just suddenly reminded her that she didn't even ask his name! How the hell did she manage that? He must think she's easy for not even inquiring who wanted to take her out to dinner. Oh she was in so much trouble and way over her head.
The afternoon dragged and no matter how hard she tried to concentrate on her work it was just not happening. She'd made so many cock-ups that her colleague had asked if she was feeling ill or something because she doesn't usually make mistakes. She fobbed her off by saying she wasn't feeling well and that she'd be okay tomorrow. Thanking her for covering her ass she prayed for five o'clock.
After she'd cleared away the dishes after dinner she sat on the sofa with a glass of wine and stared at the phone. He wasn't going to call was he? She finally accepts an invitation to dinner after all these years, it couldn't possibly work.
She almost threw her half filled glass in the air when the phone rang, Shit! Wiping away the spillage from her sweatpants she dived on the phone.
"Hello." Trying very hard to keep a check on her breathing she felt she should have let it ring a couple times more...but too late now.
"Hey L-u-c-y, how you doin?" The deep throaty voice made her nether regions spasm.
"I'm good, thank you. I'm sorry I had to rush off earlier."
"Don't you worry yourself 'bout that, I was late myself else I would have sat with you for a while. I'm guessing your work place monitors all internet?"
"Yes they do, there's no way I would use an office PC to do any research that was illeg...I mean something I wanted to keep private -so I had to go to the cafe."
"I'm pleased you did else we wouldn't have met. So let me have your address and I'll pick you up...say... 7pm tomorrow?"
Lucy's heart rate had increased so quickly she hadn't realized she was almost panting down the phone.
"That's perfect, I'm at 1315 Harlequin Avenue, Apartment block B2. If you buzz for me I'll come down to you, no need for you to come up."
"Now that wouldn't be proper would it?" His words dripped slowly from his lips like moulten chocolate, thick and rich and making her heart pound faster.
"Okay, if you're sure." A knock on the door made her curse to herself.
"You got company so I'll take my leave and pick you up tomorrow, Chinese okay? I know a sweet restaurant that's quiet and cosey."
"Sounds perfect." Trying to hide the annoyance in her voice from another knock on the door followed by "LUCY!"
"Goodnight then L-u-c-y."
"Wait!"
"Yes."
"I was in such a hurry getting back to work today I forgot to ask your name."
"Yes...you did...didn't you." His voice became soft and almost in audible as he replied, "Keegan."
The phone went dead.