Hello,
This is the second bunch of shots making up the second chapter. And this one is definitely M rated. I tired not to make it too explicit, but it was bloody hard.
So, if you have stumbled across this, please enjoy, while I go and clean my dirty mind.
TFG
Try to tell you "stop", but your lipstick got me so out of breath.
After the second time they slept together both Duke and Roxie swore it would never happen again. They were very lucky not to have been caught by anyone other than Wildwing, who would take that information to the grave rather than betray his friends.
They managed to get back into their status quo relationship fairly quickly this time. As they didn't have to deal with anyone else's opinions or dirty looks this time around. They would eat together, drink together, work together and go out together while they flirted mindlessly. All the while vowing not to repeat the situation that they had gotten in to.
That vow lasted less than two weeks.
It started the same way as the last two incidents of mindless passion.
The Ducks had been invited to celebrate their equipment manager's, Matthew Kelly's, thirty-fifth birthday. Phil had allowed the hardworking man to throw a party in the home player's lounge for free. As it was the better room, with the best sound system.
Everyone was invited to the party, including partners and families, and kids. There was a dance floor set up, and a band, as well as a fantastic buffet and a free bar. There was even a place for the kids to play, with a play area, toys and colouring books.
It was an amazing party, that Roxie and Duke missed. The free bar might have been a bad idea. But, the social lubricating effect of alcohol had the two talking and dancing like the had done before.
The two then slipped out of the party early in search of the twenty-five-year-old bottle of Glenlivet that Duke kept in his office. He had told her it was for emergency purposes, like when Phil had tried to make him do another ridiculous publicity stunt. And that the stuff that was behind the free bar was not anywhere near as good as what he had hidden.
Duke poured the two drinks in cut-crystal glasses. He put in a few cubes of ice and put on some soft jazz music. They both chatted over the different movements of jazz music. That was always a common interest for the two, music and dance. Which is why Duke took Roxie's hand and pulled her up to spin her around the room, slowly.
It took possible two more glasses and thirty minutes before they were ripping each other's clothes off so they could fuck on the leather couch. Then the desk. Then the chair. Then the floor. They could hear the laughter and music floating through the hallways of the Pond, but once again they just didn't care. They were lost in each other's bodies and moans of delight and pleasure. It was enough to arouse them to keep going and going, even when they finished the box of condoms that Roxie kept in her purse. They only stopped due to complete exhaustion, and collapsed on the rug on the floor.
When Duke woke up the next morning, lying on his office floor, he was sore but satisfied. Roxie was lying almost flush against him, but not snuggled into him on the area rug in the middle of the floor. She was obviously going to be cold as they kept the temperature a little lower than in other buildings, so that they could be comfortable in their building.
The two were covered by the throw that had once been on the back of Duke's leather couch. Though it was covering them only barely. Ducks do have a higher body temperature than humans due to the feathers. It was how they could live comfortably on a planet covered in snow and ice throughout the year. So the throw was only barely covering their bodies, and it made Roxie look absolutely delectable. Duke couldn't help himself but move against the naked body beside him.
Once he had started to move Roxie woke up, slightly confused about where she was and who was lying next to her. But once she realised, she sat up, quickly pulling the throw up to cover herself once again. Her eyes were big with shock and worry, which caused Duke to smirk and laugh at the sight.
"Um, we should get dressed, and go. Like, right now," Roxie said trying to keep covered and trying not to look at the toned legs that were not covered by the throw. Her back was sore and she spotted more bruises across her body. She looked around the room to see the empty bottle of whiskey, and the remnants of their clothing spread around the room. Including the ripped bra and panties, again.
The two could only look at each other while they got dressed, almost undressing each other with their eyes again. They only spoke again when they agreed that it didn't happen. Luckily, as Roxie walked back into the Pond wearing what she had been the night before her friends assumed that she had hooked up with someone at the party and went back to their place. Which was technically true.
No one noticed as Duke slunk in later that morning, as he was the best at making sneaky entrances. He also made a sneaky entrance into Roxie's room. He had snuck out of the Pond to replace what he had destroyed the night before. Though, he did replace the ripped underwear with better items.
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The fourth to the tenth time they slept together was much the same. And each time they would swear that they would never have sex again. But it seemed that they were addicted. Their bodies were almost like a drug that they couldn't quit. And they really didn't want to either.
The nights always started the same way. With intense flirting for days preceding a night out after they avoided each other for a few days. Then intense drinking through the night, though the amount of alcohol needed to get them into bed was getting less and less. They then managed to sneak out without being seen by anyone and spent the night in the wild throes of passion.
And it was still the best sex that either Duke or Roxie had ever had.
They would go at it for hours at a time, in various locations and in various different positons, causing a ridiculous amount of multiple orgasms. Both had unbelievable stamina in bed and had no problem expressing what they needed from the other.
It was mind blowing and the two were completely addicted to each other.
The rate that they were going through condoms was unbelievable. And Duke thanked Tanya repeatedly in his head for making their rooms soundproof. The sound of Roxie's screams of ecstasy was music to him now.
It was the mornings that were the problem.
Since Duke was an early riser he would always wake up before his alarm. And he was really enjoying waking up with Roxie lying next to him. She always slept so peacefully and serenely, lying on her side just slightly apart from him. It had been years since he had woken up with the same female in his bed after repeated nights together. The last one who he had had multiple nights with had given him the scar across his eye and the chip in his beak. And it seemed like Roxie had started to leave just as deep as an imprint.
Every morning he woke up next to Roxie's naked body it would awaken other parts of him. He always did love morning sex. He would slide up next to the sleeping girl to gently wake her up, as he found that waking her up gently calmed her down and she would be less likely to freak out. And each time she would elbow him in the stomach, jump out of bed while trying to hide her body from him.
A few times Roxie did manage to wake up before Duke tried to wake her. And she would try to slide out of the bed without waking him up. Duke would lie there and just let her try to escape. It was amusing to him that she thought she could get away.
She would try to move without making any noise, or without moving the bed too much. She would slip out from under his arm, or from under the leg that was thrown across her body. She would then try to gather up her clothes without making any noise, or knocking down any of Duke's things. And would almost get out of the room, though, Duke would never let her fully escape.
"You know I'm a master thief, right? Nothing gets past me," Duke said with a smile on his beak as he watched the girl gasp with shock and almost drop the sheet that she was using to cover her modesty. He sat up slowly, not taking his eyes off the girl.
"This isn't funny. This is something that shouldn't have happened. Again. Happened again. Why does this keep on happening," Roxie said guiltily as she slipped into her tight dress, with the now ripped back. She gave Duke an angry look as she picked up the sheet again.
"Why can't you ever just undress me without ripping off my clothes? Is it so hard to pull down a zipper or undo a button? Because of you I've lost half my wardrobe!" Roxie said angrily, throwing the dress in the trash can and wrapping herself in the sheet once again.
"Sorry, I'll replace that. Here, you can wear that to get back to her room," Duke said as he stepped into his boxers, and handed over his shirt. He smiled again as he watched her put on the shirt and throw the sheet down.
"I don't know why you try to hide, I've seen you naked, several times now. Hell, if I close my eyes I can see you naked whenever I want to. It's one of my go to thoughts when I'm in the shower enjoying my me time," Duke said, coming close to Roxie and feeling up her silky legs. They felt good under firm touch.
"Stop, stop it. Sto…op," Roxie moaned out as she felt the hands moving further up her legs, and disappearing under the hem of the shirt. He pulled her close, allowing her to feel how aroused he was.
"Come back to bed," Duke whispered, allowing his hands to explore the body that he had begun to memorise. He felt Roxie's hand beginning to explore his body as well, as she moaned. He was getting so aroused by the sounds she was making and the feel of her hands on his body. He started to undo the buttons of the shirt, slowly pulling it apart.
"No, no, stop! We can't, we shouldn't, I have to go," Roxie said firmly, pushing Duke off her body. He stepped back with a loud sigh. Standing in the middle of the room, naked with a growing hard-on. Duke would never try to push Roxie into anything that she didn't want to do, despite how much he wanted to. And how hard he was getting just looking at Roxie.
Duke sat back down on the bed and watched Roxie buttoning up the shirt that she was now wearing. He tried not think about how she was wearing his shirt with nothing else on underneath it, or he would not be able to get any work done later. It was beginning to hurt a little bit every time that she left in the morning. It had been a long time since Duke had felt anything for anyone.
"We didn't do this, and we'll not be doing this again," Roxie said firmly.
"Sure thing, Angel… so, I'll be seeing you next week then?" Duke said with a smile, which resulted in Roxie throwing one of Duke's trophies at his head. Like she had done every time she had left in the morning over the last months.
And it caused the same response as it did every other time. A loud laugh before collapsing on the bed for a few minutes more of fantasy while he took care of himself.
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Their next night together was three days later.
Duke had managed to get tickets to the ballet, excellent tickets. It was a private box at the theatre which would give him an excellent view of the stage. He wasn't planning on going to the ballet that month as they had had a lot of games to play. But, the tickets had been on a subscription series, and he had no way of knowing when the ballet was going to be.
And the subscription had been for two, since Roxie liked the ballet. Duke had bought the subscription months ago, before they started sleeping together. It had been one of the fun things they did together. And they had not gone to the ballet since they had started sleeping together.
"Hey, there Angel!" Duke called loudly coming into the lab where both Tanya and Roxie were working. Both females looked up from their work at the drake who was walking cockily towards them.
"I, I'm here too!" Tanya said, looking at the drake that was only two years older than her.
"Hey there Tawny, sorry, I was just looking for my ballet partner. Two tickets to tonight's ballet. And I even made a reservation at that place you like, for dinner beforehand. What do you say?" Duke asked, leaning against the counter and smiling.
"Uh, I don't know, I don't think that I can," Roxie said looking between Tanya and Duke, trying to hide how uncomfortable she was. Usually it took more than a few days for them to get back to normal after one of their drunken nights of debauchery. Not to mention how hot he had made her feel in the morning and how close she had come to having sex with him again that morning. So, she still felt a little uncomfortable around him.
"What, do you have to work or something? I thought you had this Friday night free from the club?" Duke asked, frowning slightly by Roxie's evasive tone. Every time he had gotten tickets to the ballet before she would jump at them. After all, the tickets he could procure were a lot better than the ones she usually got.
"No, I'm helping Tanya tonight," Roxie replied, looking towards Tanya with an awkward smile. Luckily, Tanya was clueless about these types of things and did not pick up on either Duke's or Roxie's body language. They were both incredibly awkward, but also undressing each other with their eyes.
"Oh, don't worry about me. I can manage. You two go and have fun. Besides, if you don't go he might have to drag someone else, who will spend the next few days complaining about it," Tanya said with a sincere smile. She then pulled out some more blueprints and plans, and kept working on the project that was spread out on the counter.
"Great, Angel. I'll pick you up at six. Dress nice," Duke said as he slyly felt down Roxie's backside as soon as Tanya's back was turned. Which received a quick jab to the gut, before she reluctantly accepted the invitation.
That night Roxie got dressed in the very expensive purple silk dress that somehow managed to find its way into her closet. Many items of clothing had been finding their way into her closet over the past few months, replacing the items that Duke ruined. Roxie also put on some very expensive shoes and a matching pair of black lace underwear. She had been wearing a lot more pairs of matching underwear recently. She finished off the look with smoky eyes and berry toned lipstick.
She then put on some new jewellery that had also found its way into her jewellery box. Roxie had tried to return the amethyst and silver earrings and matching necklace, but they kept on appearing in the jewellery box.
At exactly six o'clock Duke rang the bell on the intercom that Tanya had installed outside each of their rooms. Since the rooms were soundproofed you couldn't knock on the door. He was dressed in a finely tailored grey suit, with a smile on his beak, holding out a single peach rose. Her favourite, though Roxie didn't remember ever telling him that.
Roxie took the rose and put it in a small vase that was on her dresser. She threw her light jacket on her shoulders and let Duke lead her up to the parking lot, where they would get a car to the restaurant.
The dinner was amazing, as it always was. It was a small trattoria near the theatre that had an excellent wine list and a fantastic menu. The restaurant was always willing to go above and beyond for their favourite customers. They would take any poultry off the menu for that night, and would have their finest wines on ice, ready and waiting. Which Roxie and Duke slightly overindulged in.
When they arrived at the theatre it was to find their private box empty, and another bottle of wine chilled and waiting.
"You planned this, huh?" Roxie said as she allowed Duke to take off her coat and hand it on the hanger.
"You got me, I planned this. Just like I planned all this the last time we went to the ballet together. And the time before that. I don't have an ulterior motive here, Angel, I just wanted to go to the ballet," Duke said, pouring the glasses of wine, "Now, enjoy the show. It's meant to be amazing."
And the show was amazing. It was danced with such passion and grace that both Duke and Roxie were incredible moved. And they began to move closer together. At first it was just a grabbed hand during an incredible leap, then it was an arm around the shoulder while a movement caused Roxie to cry. Then it was a hand sliding up the leg towards an excited groan while another disappeared down a bust line into a bra, for no reason other than being randy.
By the time the ballet was over, both Duke and Roxie were slightly drunk and very handsy.
"Let's go, Angel, I need you now," Duke said as his hands were sliding up Roxie's backside, pulling her onto his lap. He did enjoy having a private box, as well as the fact that so few people came to the ballet. If they had a few more glasses he was sure that they would start having sex right there.
The trip back to the Pond was excoriatingly long. They took a taxi back, as they had both drunk far too much wine, and kept their hands off each other. They managed to make their way to Duke's room, past Grin and Nosedive who were on watch duty, before Duke slammed Roxie against the wall of his bedroom and began to rip each her clothes off once again.
Duke loved holding Roxie against the wall while he undressed her. He loved feeling her legs wrap around his body while he ran his beak and hands all over her body. He loved holding her hands against the wall, so that he had all the power, once she had removed his eyepatch. He loved that she always wanted to take off the eye-patch. And he loved hearing her scream his name over and over again.
He spent all night making Roxie scream his name. Enjoying the feel of her body under, above and next to his. Until they finally collapsed on the bed, spent from the night, fully satisfied.
When Duke woke up the next morning, he couldn't help the smile on his beak as he looked over at Roxie. She was breath-taking, and it began to stir up feelings that he had long thought were dead. So, he pushed those feelings down, and focused on the physical stirrings that were tugging at his loins.
Duke moved closer to the sleeping body next to him. He knew that Roxie would never agree to sex while sober. He shouldn't desire to have sex with her while sober either. Considering that she was an alien, and although their species had a lot of similarities they also had some glaring differences.
Yet, he couldn't stop wanting her. She was challenging, and kept him on his toes. And every time she submitted to him, he knew it was a battle well fought. That they were both fighting desire and better judgement.
He moved so that he was flush against her, and began to run his hand the entire length of Roxie's body. Duke breathed deeply, taking in her scent and feeling his erection grow. He started to run his hands a little firmer down Roxie's bare body, causing that body to stir.
"Duke," Roxie said groggily.
"I know, I know, stop," Duke said breathily as he ran his beak on her bare shoulders and let his hands wander between her legs.
"Duke!" Roxie moaned out, as she reached behind her, pulling Duke closer, "oh god, yes!"
"Oh, Angel!" Duke yelled, pulling Roxie's leg so she could feel how aroused he was, and he could feel how aroused she was in return.
He managed to thrust into his lover with almost sniper-like accuracy, causing the loudest moan of pleasure that Duke had ever pulled out of Roxie. He continued to thrust, long, hard and slow, knowing exactly how much she liked that. She was so receptive to what he did to her, no one had ever been as receptive to him as she had.
Duke grabbed Roxie's leg as he crouched down. He pulled her hard into his awaiting groin, resting her leg on his shoulder, so that he could go even deeper. And was rewarded by her screaming his name at the top of her lungs and her walls gripping him tightly as she orgasmed hard
"Oh, god, Roxanne!" Duke screamed out again as he let his orgasm wash over him, pushing himself deeper as he rode out the waves of pleasure.
Once the waves subsided Duke pushed off Roxie's leg from his shoulder and collapsed next to her still quivering body. He watched her chest as she was still breathing heavily, and pulled her closer hoping to extend the intimacy. He ran his hand gently down her shoulder, enjoying the shiver that it elicited.
"Goddess, that was great, you're amazing," Duke whispered, running his beak through her hair. Which was a very intimate gesture for his kind.
"We're sick," Roxie said plainly as she threw off the covers and Duke's hand. She jumped from the bed and started to get dressed. She didn't even try to hide her body this time, showing off the new set of bruises that adorned her tan skin.
"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" Duke said, leaping from the bed fully naked and trying to stop Roxie from leaving.
"Us, we're sick. I'm sick. What's wrong with me that I actually enjoyed that! That I wasn't drunk when we did that. That I actually wanted to do this. I'm in bed with an alien duck and enjoying it. That's sick and wrong. And I need to go!" Roxie yelled as she threw off his hands and threw on the shirt that was lying on the ground. She then turned on her heel and left the room, leaving all of her clothes strewn about Duke's room.
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Roxie decided to spend more time at the lab at school after that morning. She didn't want to chance running into Duke between her room and Tanya's lab. Plus, she had some school work to do, and it helped being closer to her professors.
And that was where the Saurians captured her, to use her against the Ducks as blackmail so that they wouldn't try to stop them from completing their latest scheme. Though the Ducks managed to get her back quickly and efficiently. It was almost comical but it did raise some serious questions at the Pond.
"Come on, Roxer-roo, you need to learn how to fight, how to defend yourself, in case… in case we can't get there," Nosedive said over breakfast the next day. He felt nauseous looking at the horrible bruise on her face and the bandage on her wrist. The Saurians had not been gentle taking her, and the some of the Ducks had made their displeasure over that fact known to their enemies.
"Dive, drop it will you. I'm a lover not a fighter. Besides, it's not like it'll happen again," Roxie said, putting the ice pack down on the table.
"You can't know that little friend. I would hate for you to be taken again, and then taken away from us. Your loss would tear apart our souls," Grin said sadly from his place next to Nosedive. He had been one of the Ducks that had expressed his anger non-verbally towards the Saurians. He had spent the morning preparing breakfast, as he couldn't focus his energy enough to meditate through his fear and anger. So, he channelled it into preparing breakfast, even though it was not his turn to cook that morning.
"And it's not like this is the first time, Roxer-roo. They already got you twice before," Nosedive said, begging his friend with his eyes to take this seriously.
That was when Duke and Wildwing walked into the kitchen. Both sighed, annoyed at the conversation that was going on. It was an argument that they had all been having for the last six months. During the year that Roxie had lived at the Pond she had been abducted by the Saurians' several times. And every time it happened it scared the Ducks. It made them realise how frail and fragile Roxie was, and how much she meant to them.
In fact, Duke, Mallory and Wildwing had all had discussions about what should be done. They were all worried about Roxie, as they knew she was vulnerable.
"Come on, kid, it wouldn't hurt to know how to defend yourself," Duke said as he sat down next to Roxie. This was the most they had spoken in weeks, and the closest they had been to one another since their morning of passion.
Duke had tried many times to try and speak to Roxie alone, but she had always managed to evade him. That was one of the reasons why he kept on going back and kept on trying. No one had ever given him the slip like she had. It was exhilarating to be back to the chase. But, if she really didn't want to have anything to do with him, he would drop it without question.
"I've got an idea, how about some self-defence. Duke, do you mind teaching Roxie? I'd ask Mallory to do it, but I have a feeling she might make it a boot camp," Wildwing said as he began to dig into his breakfast. He did love Grin's fruit salad and granola.
"I think that's a great idea, Wing. After all, I did teach this knucklehead to fight, and to speak Rouenin, I could definitely teach you," Duke said with a smile, helping himself to the fruit salad and granola.
There was a slight staring contest between Duke and Roxie, before Nosedive jumped in. He told Roxie how great a teacher Duke was, and how much she was going to learn. Roxie tried to protest, but it seemed like the case was closed. All the ducks present agreed that it was the best idea and they wouldn't let her refuse.
That afternoon, while Wildwing was in his office, Tanya was in the lab and the others were out at a publicity event, Roxie went into the underground gym. Duke was already there, putting out mats and moving around weights. When he heard the door open he looked up and saw Roxie standing there, stewing.
"Hey, Angel, come on in and stretch. You don't want to seize up during our training," Duke said with a smile that irritated Roxie.
"Okay, enough. This isn't funny. Why the hell did you want to do this, I mean, I get you taught Nosedive to fight, but..."
"And Wildwing. And Tanya. I mean, Mallory did help too, but she almost caused a mutiny 'cause she was so tough. I'm not doing this to screw with you, kid. I'm doing this because I don't want you to get hurt. I want you to be able to defend yourself, should the time come when you need to. And I get it, you don't want to talk about what happened between us, but if you got hurt and I could have helped prevent it, well, that would crush me. Then Grin was physically crush me, and Nosedive would help," Duke said seriously, looking Roxie directly in the eyes. And even though he ended with a small joke, neither laughed.
Roxie couldn't help the defeated sigh that escaped her lips as she looked the drake up and down. She noticed the concerned look on his face, and his open posture. She knew that he was telling the truth and it warmed her heart. He was deeply concerned for her well-being, as were all the other ducks in the Pond. Duke really was going to teach her to defend herself, not as a way to get closer to her, but so she wouldn't get hurt.
"Okay, show me what you've got," Roxie said after a few moments silence.
"Thought I already did that, Angel," Duke said with a cheesy grin causing Roxie to throw a punch.
He caught it easily and spun her round so that he had Roxie in a firm tchoke hold. She struggled against his easy hold on her, not moving Duke at all.
"And that's why we're doing this, Angel," Duke said solemnly as he let her go.
They worked through the basics, after stretching, mostly in silence. Though, after a few hours Roxie began to complain. She was getting bored and sore. Duke was very exacting in his instruction, moving her into positions and stretching her further than she could reach. He then set her to work on the punching bags, which hurt her feet and knuckles. That was when she got more verbal in her displeasure.
"Stop complaining, we need to get your form right before we move on," Duke said, adjusting her stance once again.
"Oh come on, I dance, aerial dance too! I have great upper and lower body strength, I really don't need this!" Roxie said loudly, pushing Duke off her.
She began to storm towards the door, intent on leaving the gym. She was getting far too worked up being so close to Duke, and having him touch her. And she was getting irritated with how he was talking to her. She had four brothers, she knew how to fight.
"Where do you think you're going!" Duke yelled, following her onto the mats.
"Away from you!" Roxie yelled back, reaching the end of her tether.
"No you don't!" Duke yelled back, grabbing hold of Roxie's wrist and pulling her back into him.
"What do you think you're doing? Let go of me!" Roxie shouted, trying to pull her wrist out of Duke's grip. But he spun her again, pulling her tighter against him and grabbing hold of the other wrist.
"Not a chance, Angel. You need to learn this. But, I'll make you a deal, if you can get away from me, then I'll let you go," Duke said calmly, as Roxie began to thrash in his grip.
The words that Roxie let slip after that were both colourful and explicit. She tried to pull out of Duke's grip but he held her tighter. She moved this way and that way, and still Duke held her firm against him. He even managed to hold her one handed while she couldn't move an inch. And with his free hand he managed to spank her with a resounding slap.
That made Roxie see red. She pushed back against Duke as hard as she could, knocking him off balance, before she pushed forward with all her might, tipping them both to floor. But, Duke still had his grip on her and managed to roll with the fall. This pinned Roxie underneath him.
Roxie yelled and screamed and kicked out, but she couldn't move Duke. He had such a firm grip on her. He began to chuckle at how easily he was holding her down and the sounds she was making. As well as all the names she was calling him.
That was when Roxie shifted her weight, and her hips fell directly under Duke's crotch.
The gasp she let out was definitely a sound he recognised. And he realised just what position they were both in.
Roxie stopped struggling and looked directly up at Duke. Who was looking down at Roxie, pinned underneath him with her chest heaving from exertion. He looked at her wrists being held down by his much larger hands. And felt her legs stroking his.
In a split-second Duke had unpinned Roxie and was pulling off her shorts, while she pushed down his pants. In another second Duke had pushed himself into Roxie, who was biting and scratching every bare inch of feathered flesh.
It was quick and brutal. And entirely sober. When Duke spilled his seed within his lover he stilled. He had entirely lost his mind in the haze of lust and now felt the full impact of what he had just done.
So far, they had managed to keep their tryst within the confines of a bedroom. They had tried to keep it from everyone. But, what they had just done was in a place where anyone could see them. And they didn't have the excuse of being drunk.
Duke quickly got up, off Roxie, and pulled up his pants. He looked down at Roxie, lying on the floor, breathless, shocked and exquisite. With her t-shirt pulled up around her neck, exposing her breasts, with her shorts pulled down around one ankle. He then looked down at his torn t-shirt, turned on his heel and marched out of the gym.
He walked straight past the rec room, past the rink and up to the offices where he knew Wildwing would be. He threw open his door without knocking, causing Wildwing to jump in shock.
"Get Mallory to teach Roxie," Duke said plainly, looking Wildwing in the eye.
The younger drake was about to protest. He wanted to explain to Duke that he had a better temperament for teaching Roxie than Mallory had. That the redheaded hen would kill Roxie, rather than teach her.
But then Wildwing noticed Duke's ripped clothes. His fluffed-up plumage and heavy breathing. And the lipstick stains across various parts of his body.
"Sure, I'll get Mallory to start tomorrow," Wildwing said, wide-eyed. Duke then turned around and left the office.
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Both Roxie and Duke were far too embarrassed to be in the same room as each other after their last lapse in judgement. Every time they looked at each other all they saw was the other, half naked and screaming in ecstasy in the middle of gym floor.
About a week after the gym incident, which was a week of Roxie working overtime at both the club and school, Johner demanded that she go out clubbing with him. He wanted to celebrate finally achieving his last credit and graduating from college. And he wanted one of his best friends out with him.
And though Roxie really didn't want to go out that night, especially to gay clubs, she didn't want to disappoint her friend. So, she got dressed up in her shortest shorts and highest heels and got ready to dance the night away. Hoping to forget the person who she had been having a torrid affair with.
It was only going to be the two of them, as Johner hadn't come out to everyone yet. They didn't even know how the Ducks would react to homosexuality as they didn't know if that was common on their world. But, as soon as they got to the club they were surrounded by other guys that they knew, demanding that they dance.
Roxie managed to last two hours before she got fed up and went back to the Pond. Every time a man danced with closely she got flashes of one of the many nights she spent with Duke. And then Johner went home with someone, and she didn't feel like being in the club alone.
When Roxie walked into the Pond, completely sober, it was to find it mostly deserted. The only sounds were coming from the rec room. Which Roxie decided to investigate as she recognised the music that was coming from that room.
She walked in to find Duke sitting on the large couch, alone with a bowl of popcorn. His focus entirely on the TV, so Roxie hoped that she could get to her room without him noticing.
"How was your night, Angel?" Duke called, his focus still on the TV.
Roxie let out a defeated sigh, but decided that she couldn't avoid him forever. So, she turned around and walked into the rec room. She took off her jacket and sat down next to Duke, where she took off her shoes. She then helped herself to the popcorn that was sitting between them.
"It was okay. How about yours? Where is everyone else?" Roxie asked, looking towards Duke.
"Mallory and Tanya are out at some fashion thing, the Flashblades are at the movies, and Grin's meditating. We were on watch duty together, but I let him go to meditate. He's going to be back soon, though," Duke replied, trying to think what else to say. There was a lot he wanted to say, but couldn't find the words. It was a few more minutes before he spoke again.
"What happened then Angel? Thought you were out with Johner tonight?" Duke asked, looking Roxie over. She looked good in those shorts, with her curves and legs. It took all his self-control not to reach across the couch and pull her onto his lap.
"Johner got a booty call, and I just got the boot. And I didn't feel like dancing with a bunch of sweaty men I don't know. So, um, what are we watching?" Roxie asked looking towards the TV and trying not to look at Duke, with his top buttons undone.
"Cirque Du Soleil," Duke answered.
"Oh, I love these guys. You know, we got a few of them at the club the other year, and I got to do some aerial stuff with them. It was amazing. When I was a kid I wanted to run away and join them, you know, before they tested me," Roxie said with a nostalgic smile, making Duke smile as well.
He had missed this. Just hanging out with Roxie. Talking about something that both interested them. And they continued to talk for the rest of the performance. And after that was finished they turned over to watch an old movie. Roxie liked the old Hollywood classics, and Duke was interested in learning more about cinema history.
Over the course of Singing in the Rain, the two moved closer on the couch. At first it was to share the popcorn. Then it was to talk about the movie. And then the sly caresses started, without alcohol.
"Okay, that's it, I can't do this anymore," Duke stated plainly.
"Do what?" Roxie asked, moving back and looking around. So far, they had been having a mostly pleasant evening, that was almost like it was before their first night of stupidity. And she was enjoying it. She also knew that Grin was still around, somewhere, and she didn't want anyone overhearing their conversation.
"This. This flirting. It's driving me crazy, Angel," Duke said rubbing his face and looking over at Roxie, who was looking straight at him.
"Right, cards on the table now. I find you unbelievably… stimulating. Your passionate, vibrant, and incredibly attractive. You're also the best sex I've ever had. And, I think you think the same about me. So, what are we going to do about it?"
"Listen, I think that you're a nice guy…"
"I'm really not."
"But, I'm not a relationship person…"
"That's great, cause I'm not either. Look, Angel, I'm not looking for some great romance here. You've gotten under my skin, and I need to get you out of my system. I've also not had regular sex in over three years. And, like I said, you're the best I've had. And I want it to continue. At least until we've worked each other out of our systems. What do you say?"
"Just sex? No relationship?"
Duke nodded at those questions. He then ran his hand up Roxie's leg, pulling her onto his lap as she considered his proposition.
"No one knows, and I can still date. And either of us can break it off at any point, without a reason, no hard feelings," Roxie said as she started to unbutton Duke's shirt.
"Deal. Now, I want to lay you down, on my bed, and fuck you so hard that you can't walk straight for the next few days. Sober. What do you say?" Duke explained plainly as he fondled Roxie's backside.
"What about Grin and watch duty?"
"Hey Grin, I'm heading to bed, can you take over the watch?" Duke said into his communicator on his right wrist.
"Of course, my friend, have pleasant dreams," Grins disembodied voice replied through the communicator.
Roxie didn't reply, she simply turned off the TV, and got up. She then grabbed hold of the front of Duke's shirt, hauling him off couch.
"After you, Angel," Duke said with a smirk, gesturing for her to walk towards the accommodation wing.
That night Duke and Roxie had unbelievable sex, in several different positions, all night long. Duke didn't rip off Roxie's clothes, he unbuttoned her shorts and unzipped her blouse, pulling them off her body slowly. Enjoying removing her clothes, sensually, reverently. He enjoyed feasting on the sight of her naked, waiting and wanting. And so did Roxie.
The next morning, Duke woke up next to Roxie's naked body, sore and eager for more. He woke her up slowly and they had sex three more times.
"I think we've missed breakfast," Roxie said breathlessly.
"So, Mallory was cooking, and this was definitely tastier. Now, how about a shower?" Duke said with a sly smile.
"You're insatiable," Roxie replied.
"Are you complaining?"
"No. Not at all," Roxie said, throwing off the covers and walking towards the en-suite bathroom, fully naked.
She stopped momentarily at the door, looked over her shoulder and walked in.
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this," Duke said as he jumped off his bed and ran into the bathroom, naked.
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