Hello hello. Here's another smutty one shot for you. Reviews are good.


BUSINESS AND PLEASURE

You'd be lying if you said you weren't afraid. You'd be lying even more if you said you weren't turned on. Sex wasn't usually a weapon kept in your arsenal, but at a time like this it was worth a shot.

You slipped over to the man who held you captive, ducking down so you weren't visible to those he was communicating with. You knelt before him, waiting for the transmission to end, your fingers tracing up his legs, touching him through his pants. If he was surprised at your actions, he didn't show it.

Finally, the transmission ended. He turned his cold gaze on you.

"What are you doing?"

You blink and then reply, without missing a beat, "business must always end with pleasure."

He doesn't stop you when you unzip his pants. In fact, he lounges back in the captain's chair, surveying the bridge and the destruction he has left there, a faint smile on his handsome face. You take him into your mouth, kissing, licking, sucking his impressive length, turned on by the image you have in your mind of that length inside you.

You must be doing a good job, because his hand reaches out and tangles into your hair, pushing your head closer, pushing himself further into your mouth. You fuck him - hard - with your mouth, licking and sucking the solid, velvety shaft. It may be filthy to admit, but he tastes divine. Moments later he pulls you to your feet, rips down your panties, and pulls you onto his lap, forces himself inside you.

You're expecting pain, but it doesn't come. Instead, you recieve a feeling of pure pleasure as you begin to ride him - hard and fast.

He comes deep inside of you, and you wonder if he's up for another round...

And then the beeping of an incoming transmission sounds. He shoves you off of him - you sprawl to the ground, and he rights his clothes, replacing his cold exterior as he takes the transmission.