In true fashion, with a slight apology, this snippet contains massive sexually related themes. Let's be honest, this goes far above fan service. Things are about to get dark. Then they're gonna get kinky. You've been warned.
Up ahead laid a perfect clearing formed out in a large oval, where once there were thriving growths of herbs and the tangle of flowers, now sat a muddy, vacant mass of destruction. Jacob looked around in horror, taking note of the sets of bootprints coming and going from the area. Every last stem seemed to be hacked away, leaving nothing.
"You don't think," Jacob started again, taking a few steps forward and kneeling down to examine the boot print in depth.
"Had to have been," Sara answered, slowly walking forward and starting to look around, hoping to find at least one stalk left alive.
"You guys are doing that thing again," Sin groaned, rolling her eyes and following Sara.
"Soldiers," Jacob sighed, standing up and starting to walk away, tracing the path the footprints left. "More mercenaries actually, they took us captive the last time we were here, and kept going on and on about some drug cash."
"They had to have thought the herbs were an ingredient," Sara put in, boots absently kicking over a rock as she moved. "Only reason they would have taken them."
"How long ago do you think they did this?" Jacob asked, following a set of boot prints up to the edge of the clearing and gazing out in the direction they went, hoping not to spot any stragglers.
"Had to have been a while," Sara mused. "Gideon didn't detect any human signatures."
"Exactly….human…" Jacob groaned, turning around with a disgusted look on his face.
"Could they have not been human?" Sin asked, stopping where she stood and looking around with a worried look spreading across her face.
"Do you really want to go there?" Sara asked, turning to look at her with a raised eyebrow. Silently, Sin shook her head and shivered.
"What do we do now?" She asked, rubbing her arms and fidgeting slightly. "This place looks pretty picked clean."
"There are a few other small areas where they grow," Sara went on, watching Jacob as he paced around, flipping branches and rifling through the leftover debris.
"Chances are they're just as wiped out as this though," He grunted, kicking a log and sending a few spooked mice scattering throughout the underbrush.
"Well, what do you want to do?" Sara asked, getting slightly irritated.
"The next closest spot is halfway across the island," Jacob replied, throwing his arms up in the air in frustration.
"Can you even make it that far?" she asked, glaring at him and watching as he stumbled again.
"Probably…" He shot back, starting to feel dizzy and leaning against a tree before slowly sliding down into a sitting position.
"More like not," Sara sighed, walking over to him and trying to slow him down.
"I don't always need your help," he muttered, falling down on his ass and leaning back against the tree, face paling and starting to sweat.
Sin retreated a ways away from the arguing two, gently turning over random logs and tree branches along her way. I swear they just need to fuck it out or something...she thought to herself as she moved a large flat rock that was leaning against a crumbling log. Letting it tumble to the ground, a flattened cluster of flowers caught her eye, the petals still looking rather fresh. Kneeling down and gently touching it, she noticed the roots were still attached, life still showing in the little flower.
"Hey guys!" she called voice barely contending with the arguing couple. Unfortunately, they either didn't hear her or were too caught up in their argument to take notice.
"Guys!" she called again, trying louder and waving her hands in the air at them; again she was ignored.
"Son of a…." she started, rooting around in the crushed ground around her before her fingers closed around a fist-sized rock. Hefting it up and drawing back, she whipped it as hard as she could at Sara's shoulder. Sin's aim wasn't as good as she hoped, the rock hitting Sara square in the back and making her stumble forward a step.
"What the fuck?!" She heard Sara yell, spinning around with her hair flying around her face, eyes lighting up in fury.
"If you two can stop your lovers spat for a second," Sin shot back, standing up and flipping Sara the bird again. "I found something."
With a groan and using the tree to steady himself, Jacob began to stand up as Sara stalked over to where Sin was standing. Stopping just in front of her and staring into the very depths of her soul, Sara took a breath as if to say something. Waiting for the yelling to start, Sin defiantly stared back at her, chin stuck out and refusing to back down. After a few seconds of a silent standoff, Sara let the breath out in a huff, turning to look down at where the young girl pointed.
"It can't be," She muttered, kneeling down and gently touching the plant's leaves.
"What is it?" Jacob groaned, slowly and carefully making his way over to them.
"It might still be viable," Sara answered, carefully plucking the flower and holding it up closer to her face.
"Dear Rao…" Jacob breathed, looking at the little plant and kneeling down to see it. Ever so gently, he took it from Sara's hands and stared at it.
"Shouldn't you be, I don't know," Sin started, raising her eyebrows and looking down at the two. "Eating it or something?"
"Don't we need to dry it first?" Jacob asked as Sara began to unsnap the canteen from her belt and unscrewed the cork.
"Not necessarily," Sara answered, shaking her hand and taking the plant from him, rolling it into a small bundle and stuffing it down into the canteen before recorking it and shaking it up. "We only dried them before for storage and easier use. Maybe with it being still live, it might be more potent."
"More potent how?"
"What do you mean?" Jacob and Sin asked at the same time, Sin frowning.
"Only way to know for sure is to try it," Sara answered, shaking her head and handing Jacob the canteen. "What's the worst it can do?"
"Famous last words," Jacob muttered, unscrewing the cap and peering into the contents; it smelled the same, but the color of the flower had actually dyed the water a very strange green color. With a steadying breath, he tilted the contents into his mouth and gulped down a mouthful. As Sin and Sara both watched impatiently, they saw his face contort into multiple forms of disgust. Swallowing hard, Jacob paused, taking a few deep breaths before shuddering.
"What?" Sara asked with a worried look spreading across her face. "What's wrong?"
"Tastes even worse fresh," Jacob grimaced, eyeing the contents before starting to raise the canteen to his lips for a second draft. Before he could do so, Sara stepped in quickly towards him and smacked him upside the head.
With a slight wince and a half grin, he forced himself to drink more. In slow swallows, he managed to drink at least half the contents of the canteen, shaking his head and screwing the cap back on.
"No more," he gasped, handing it back before taking a step away, hands going to his knees as he choked and forced himself to keep the drink down.
"Big baby," Sin chuckled, crossing her arms and watching Jacob with a scowl on her face.
"You're welcome to try some," he shot back, glaring up at her as he slowly breathed deep.
"Enough fighting you two," Sara groaned, strapping the canteen back to her belt before looking Jacob over. "How do you feel?"
"Slightly queasy," he groaned from behind his hand, face starting to look slightly green. "Course that could just be the poison."
"So what do we do now?" Sin asked, looking around the empty clearing. "I highly doubt one little flower is going to be enough to cure him."
"Remind me again why we brought her?" Jacob croaked, fighting back another wave of nausea.
"Pretty sure that was your idea," Sara laughed, smiling down at Jacob and smacking him lightly on the back.
With a groan, Jacob stood up and glared even harder at Sara, Sin chuckling to herself and flipping Jacob the bird yet again.
"We need more herbs," Sara said out loud, practically to herself as the other two were glaring at each other. "Plus there is another reason why we came here."
"It doesn't exactly look like he's in a training state," Sin laughed, cocking an eyebrow at Jacob and stepping out of his reach as he went to smack her.
"That's not what she means," Jacob grunted, falling short and stumbling slightly.
"We're not far," he admitted, turning to Sara and nodding. "Think she's ready for it?"
"Now is as good a time as any," Sara sighed, looking him over again; the nausea seemed to be lessening, noticing that he was standing a little taller despite the lack of balance.
"Hello?" Sin started up, waving a hand at both of them. "Anyone care to let me in on whatever's going on?"
"Come on," Sara sighed, walking up and steering the younger girl around by her shoulders. "There's something here that you need to see."
With a loud sigh of protest, Sin allowed herself to be guided out of the clearing and back in the direction they first started out. Looking back over her shoulder, Sara watched as Jacob took a deep, steadying breath before walking a few paces. As he took the first few, he frowned, looking down at his feet and shaking his head.
"Huh…" he muttered, rolling his shoulders and flexing his fingers. With a dismissive shake of his head, he followed after the two ladies, this time a good deal faster.
After a few hours of running, Jacob managing to almost keep pace with Sara, they came to a small, oblong-shaped roll on the forest floor. Sara paused, letting Jacob catch up before moving close to him.
"Do you really think she's ready to know?" She asked him, pacing around while looking back to see where Sin was.
"She has to know," Jacob replied, catching his breath and shrugging his shoulders. "You know she's having nightmares."
"Yea aren't we all," Sara muttered, lips twitching as she stared him directly in the eyes.
"You know exactly what I mean," he shot back, face growing darker. "My mental issues are completely unrelated."
Before Sara could reply, Sin managed to catch up, face pink and dripping with sweat as she huffed and puffed.
"Why we stopping?" she asked in between breaths.
"Waiting on you," Sara chuckled, lightly patting Jacob on the back before walking over to where Sin stood.
"It's not like I was that far behind you guys," she sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Well just take a minute," Sara insisted, circling around her before nodding to Jacob. With a sigh, he walked over directly in front of the roll and began to rattle the brush, grunting and moving vines and tree branches.
"What's he doing?" Sin asked, eyebrows furrowing before turning to stare at Sara as she paced around her. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Sin, look," Sara started, failing to find the correct words at first and sighing. "Jacobs told me about the nightmares."
"Seriously dude?" She groaned, rolling her eyes and glaring at the back of Jacobs's head. "Just couldn't keep that one to yourself."
"You've been having nightmares about your father," Sara went on, ignoring her comment and trying to be as careful as possible. "What if I could ease your mind a bit about him?"
"What's there to ease?" Sin grunted, arms folding over her chest and looking annoyed at Sara. "The dude abandoned me, no big, I'm over it."
"Obviously not," Sara sighed, watching as Jacob managed to start breaking apart more vines and tree branches. With a few more grunts and a resounding clatter of branches, the forward compartment of a small single-engine plane emerged from the undergrowth.
"What the hell?" Sin asked, eyes growing wide and slowly starting to step forward towards the plane. "That looks like…"
"It is," Sara confirmed, nodding her head and watching Sin very carefully as Jacob backed away and stayed silent. "It's the same plane your father disappeared in."
"What?" Sin asked again, voice starting to crack as she absently reached out and touched the rotting metal. "How?"
"A few years ago, a man named Edward Fyers set up camp on this very island, trying to locate a then-thought criminal by the name of Yao Fei Gulong.."
"What's that got to do with my father?" Sin asked, brushing away a section of dirt on the remaining glass and peering inside.
"Edward Fyers was a mercenary and a lunatic," Sara went on, face reliving the horror of those past events. "Somehow he managed to get a surface-to-air missile launcher onto the island. Your father happened to be flying over the island as Fyers was conducting an operation and was shot down."
"You mean…" she started, voice catching in her throat as she walked beside the plane, uncovering more as she went, hands tearing at the remaining branches and vines. "But he never came back…"
"I was here," Sara whispered, pulling out the exact same photograph from that day. "I was holding your father when he took his very last breath. He died asking me to look after his daughter and gave me this picture."
Ever so slowly, Sin turned around to face Sara, tears silently streaking down her face, eyes starting the beginning marks of red.
"You were here," she whispered, walking over to Sara with an outstretched hand. "Why didn't you save him?"
"I tried," Sara continued, letting Sin take the small picture from her hand. "Oliver went for the med kit but your father was too badly wounded."
With a small, quiet sob, Sin flipped over the picture, seeing her father's face yet again and touching it lightly with her fingertips.
"We buried him right here," Sara pointed out, a grim look crossing her face. "We ended up using his parachute to get on board the freighter, in essence, he saved us."
"I thought he abandoned me…" the younger woman whispered, turning away from Sara and staring at the picture, her tears starting to trickle down and land on it.
"That's part of how we met," Sara admitted. "As soon as I made my way back to Star City, I started to look for you, not knowing I'd end up saving you…"
"But you left!" Sin screamed, turning around with fury now spreading across her tear-soaked face. "Without even so much as a goodbye, you left!"
"It was complicated," She replied tiredly, hand wiping sweat and possible tears from her own face.
A wild, hysterical laughter broke out of Sin's mouth, startling Sara and making her take a step backward.
"He's complicated," She cackled, tears still forming as she jabbed a pointed finger in Jacobs's direction. "And I still understand most of him. You have to do better than that Sara!"
"I died goddammit!" Sara screamed back, worry and sorrow disappearing from her face as she rounded on the younger woman. With one quick fluid movement, she whipped her shirt up and over her head, pointing at her chest. "Three arrows, right to the chest."
Sin blushed, wiping the tears from her face and staring between Sara's tits and the three still pink scars grouped on her chest as Jacob stood by, quietly watching as the two argued.
"I was dead Cindy!" Sara screamed again. "Dead, in the ground, nothing but darkness, dead. Then my sister resurrected my body and had Oliver's friend shove my soul back inside. Do you have any idea how that feels? How messed up in the head I was?"
For a moment, there was a stillness in the air, until Jacobs' calm steady voice broke it.
"She might not," he said in a low, calm tone. "But I do, and I know how it feels to be abandoned. But we're here now, not to point fingers, but for Sin to get some closure. Out of the three of us, I would say she deserves it."
Sara stared at him incredulously, eyes conveying more than words could at the moment as her mouth opened and closed. Without another word, she slid her shirt back on and stalked away into the woods. Sin stood rooted to the spot, half frozen in terror as she blinked several times. With a sigh, Jacob walked over and laid a hand on her shoulder.
"I didn't need your help," She whispered, turning to him and wiping away the last of the tears on her face.
"I know," he laughed. "But you both needed to hear it. I did this for you, not as a necessity, but as a friend. Besides, i'll make it up to her later."
"I'm sure you will," she snarked back, cracking a smirk and brushing his hand from her shoulder.
With a dry laugh and a roll of his eyes, he shoved her back in the direction of their camp, following just a few steps behind her.
"Get back to camp and get some rest, we've got a long hike ahead of us tomorrow."
With an audible sigh and a slump of her shoulders, Sin groaned before starting to giggle to herself.
"What's so funny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and speeding up a step to walk beside her.
"Fastest I've ever gotten a girl's shirt off," she said with a grin looking up at him.
With a snort and a shove, Jacob pushed her once again in the direction of camp, laughing silently to himself.
A few hours later, the sun fully set and shrouded the entire island in a layer of darkness, Jacob sat in front of a small fire. Three sleeping bags surrounded the fire a fair distance apart in a circle, Sin snuggled tight and fast asleep in one across from Jacob. Staring into the embers and watching the twigs twist and crackle, Jacob sat quietly. A snap-off somewhere to his right brought him out of his daze, ears pricking up and focusing on any further sound. Without turning his head, he recognized Saras approaching steps, a smile creeping to his face.
Wordlessly, Sara walked up, paused, saw that Sin was asleep, and sat down beside Jacob. Glaring at him slightly, she rubbed her hands together and held them out in front of the fire. Reaching beside him, Jacob pulled up a stick with half a roast pheasant speared on it and handed it to her. With a silent smile, she took it, biting into the meat greedily.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, voice barely loud enough to hear over the crackling fire.
"Don't be," she replied, wiping the grease from her chin and swallowing. "You said what I needed to hear."
Silence resumed for a few minutes as she devoured the leftover meat, not stopping till all that remained was a small pile of bones.
"I abandoned you both," She went on, tossing the stick into the fire and sending up a cloud of embers, lighting up the dark around them for a few seconds.
"I turned out to be ok," he chuckled, nudging her before pointing to Sin. "I found her anyway."
"I suppose…" she mumbled as he turned to look at her.
Reaching up and seeing a small smear of grease on her lips, he raised his hand up to her face and wiped it away with his thumb before licking it off. Sara gazed deep into his eyes as he did so, watching. Endless minutes passed between them before she leaned over, moved his thumb away from his lips, and kissed him deeply. She could feel him smiling before he returned the embrace, falling backward and wrapping his arms around her body. Landing in the dirt in a flurry of kisses and gropes, the two fell into a blur of hands grabbing and pawing at clothes; Jacob managed to grab a hold of the bottom of Sara's shirt and whip it up and over her head, her hair flying all about and causing the two to break apart. Without wasting a second, he began to attack the fastener at her waist, prying her pants open. Wiggling her ass deliciously and kicking off her boots, Sara shimmied her pants free of her beautifully pale legs before Jacob pushed her back onto the outstretched sleeping bag. Landing on her back, Sara giggle mischievously before he pushed her legs apart, revealing her already wet pussy. Not daring to waste another second, Jacob sprang into action, trailing kisses from her calf the whole way to her warm entrance, plunging his tongue as deep as he could inside her.
"Oh my….." Sara gasped, her hands springing to her mouth and stifling her moans before they could wake Sin up and ruin their fun.
Devouring her with a fury, Jacob started flicking his tongue all around her entrance, pausing only to plunge his tongue back deep into her. With his hands, he began to run his fingers all over her skin, teasing her gently before ultimately ending in the same place and toying with her clit. Within moments, he had her moaning in pleasure and fighting harder and harder to keep from waking Sin up. Feeling her struggle, Jacob doubled his efforts, sliding a single finger into her along with his tongue.
"Fuck yes…" He heard her moan behind her hands, refusing to give up before she was a quivering mess.
Doubling his efforts, he focused on her clit, flicking it around with his tongue while he rhythmically pumped his fingers in and out of her. Wiggling a hand underneath her, he grabbed her ass firmly and lifted her higher up. Pausing in his tongue's fury, he began sucking on it instead, hearing her squeak and moan harder. Within minutes, his efforts were rewarded; he could feel her tightening around his fingers, giving way to her first orgasm.
When Sara could breathe again without gasping, she forced herself to lean up and pulled Jacobs's face up from between her legs. Kissing him deeply she grabbed for his fingers that had just been inside her. Staring him directly in the eyes, she licked her own juices from his fingers and began to suck on them. The look in his eyes fanned the flames of her own desires. With an exaggerated moan and returning his fingers from her mouth, she paused, eyes darting to where Sin lay and then back to Jacobs.
"She isn't asleep…" She whispered, placing both of his hands on her bare breasts. "Should we invite her to join us?"
"Nah," Jacob responded with a laugh, gently squeezing both of her breasts before leaning in closely to her ear. "Let her watch. She's more into you anyway."
In wordless response, Sara placed her open palm firmly on Jacobs's chest and pushed him onto his back, this time attacking his fasteners. Within seconds, all while an evil grin found its way to his face, she had released his cock from its confines, popping free and standing straight up. Licking her lips in delight at his size, she traced a glistening wet line from his balls the whole way to his tip with her tongue, enjoying the shudder of pleasure it sent through his body. Wasting no time, she plunged his length into her mouth, and down her throat, using the flat of her tongue to send him further into spasms. Bobbing up and down several times, she grabbed his balls aggressively and began to massage them. Forcing the length down her throat one last time, she gagged and coated his cock even more. Stroking it a few times before maneuvering herself up and hovering over him, she flicked the tip of his cock against her entrance, staring at him in the eyes before slamming her hips down; his cock filling her completely.
"Holy Rao…." she heard him grunt, his hands instinctively coming up to grip her hips; his back arching.
With an evil grin, she forced his hands down and raised her hips again, not allowing his cock to leave her before repeating the same pattern again and again. Feeling herself closer to another orgasm, she abandoned the onslaught and began to grind her hips against him, enjoying every sensation the movement caused. The grunts and moans began to fill the air, not only from Sara and Jacob but eventually from Sin as well.
Turning her eyes ever so slightly, Sara discovered Sin had not only removed her shirt while in her sleeping bag, but now began to get herself off. The small movements of her own hand on her breast, playing with her nipples while her other hand toyed with the ever-increasing wetness between her legs, began to send hushed shivers from her sleeping bags cloth. While trying to stay concealed, Sin rushed towards her own orgasm, watching as Sara's breasts bounced and shimmied, the firelight reflecting from the beads of sweat on her skin. Sara tossed her long blonde hair, holding it up and giving a completely unobstructed view of her breasts, and grinned evilly, not only for Jacobs's benefit but for Sin's as well. Biting down on the sleeping bag's cloth, Sin felt her body shake and a sudden rush of wetness between her legs as she fought screaming out in pleasure. Half panting, half sighing, her eyelids began to slide shut as her body relaxed and she passed into a blissful sleep.
"She's finally out," Sara whispered, bending down to nibble on Jacobs's ear as her breasts brushed wonderfully against his skin. "Now will you please…Fuck…ME?"
Without bothering to speak, Jacob picked her up by her hips, spun her around to where she was now resting on her outstretched hands and her knees before slamming his cock into her relentlessly. In only a few strokes, Sara was lost in the ecstasy of pleasure, hands giving way and ending up on her chest, face pressed firmly into the sleeping bag and biting down to avoid screaming. Again and again, Jacobs's cock slammed into her, sliding with ease in her soaked pussy. Sweat began to trickle down his body as he fucked her like an animal, grabbing her hips at one point and pulling her to meet his thrusts. Another orgasm rocked through Sara's body, sending her brain into a numb ball of mush. Jacob refused to stop, enjoying every sensation between their two bodies. When coherence returned to her, Sara pushed herself up onto her elbows and began to turn around, throwing him off rhythm and balance.
"I want to face you," She panted, forcing him to sit down as she climbed into his lap. "Look at me when you cum in me."
She didn't give him time to respond, grabbing his cock and pushing him back where he belonged. Half riding him, half allowing him to pull her by her hips, they began again. She bent down to kiss him, tongue tasting not only her own juices but the sweat that was trickling down their faces. In no time, they both began to pant again. Breaking the kiss and forcing her hips against him, she felt his cock spasm inside of her, letting loose a series of moans from her own lips. Jacob echoed her pleasure, gasping and forcing his hip up and his cock as far into her as he could. The spasms seem to last forever, both Jacob and Sara riding the high as his cum poured out inside her.
Settling back down and refusing to break away from each other, they fell into a lying position and stared at each other happily. As they moved, his cock slid out of her, spreading his seed down her legs and coating them both. Not a word was spoken at this point as they lay in each other's arms, the fire crackling beside them. Time slid by as the night passed, both falling asleep slowly and joining Sin in the quiet cadence of rest.