Opposites Rarely Attract
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Opposites Rarely Attract
Author's Note: The characters in this story are from a roleplay my friend and I are in. They are on very bad terms, hence this being a crack fiction! XD <3 She wanted it because she wasn't in a great mood, so here it is! Read and Review! <3
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Opposites Rarely Attract
A Crack Fiction
by Koejii~!
The ever-ominous sky was a dark grey, clouds rolling as far as the eyes could see. Loud cracks of thunder rang threateningly across the sea, while flashes of lightning lit up the night black sky. It was the type of day when one would avoid going outside at all costs. However, for a pair of struggling men, that was the opposite. The day was a perfect day to strike. Clangs of metal resounded menacingly, accompanied by grunts and yells of fury. It was a very typical scene; The Pirate King and the Rogue Captain were at 'war' again. It was becoming a daily occurance, much to the dismay of their crewmen.
A loud thud shook the ground beneath the fallen figure slightly, before the figure leapt back into his fighting stance. The man had silver that barely reached his shoulders. He had narrow features, and a cat-like, blue eye. He was garbed in traditional pirate wear, as well as a signature eye-patch. He only wore it to improve his night-sight in one eye, for those late-night raids. Gripping the iron sword in his right hand tightly, he eyed the Pirate King with unblinking eyes.
The Pirate King, could be called handsome, in the very least. He had long, flowing, brown hair that reached past his shoulders, while framing his pale face. His stormy eyes could stop any man in their tracks, filling them with fear. He, too, was dressed in traditional pirate captain clothing, except it was far more expensive and elegant than the lower-ranking Pirate Captain.
Panting heavily, the Rogue Captain snarled as he watched the King raise his sword threateningly. They had been jabbing at each other for over an hour, and he had yet to defeat the other, or be defeated. It was becoming quite frustrating to Orpheus. Releasing a loud yell, he charged at the Pirate King, only to find himself slammed into the muddy ground that was once beneath his feet. Groaning softly, he flinched as he felt the tip of cold steel press into the back of his neck.
"I win...."
The Pirate King chuckled quietly as he watched the Rogue Captain lay defeated, and covered in mud. It was a pleasing sight to Lionel. Very satisfying. Nudging the man with the tip of his sword, he smirked smugly. "Get up, Orpheus. I've won," he stated low, eyes gleaming evilly. This was the tenth time he had thrown the captain down, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. He felt his smirk grow as the man grudgingly got back up.
"Now, get a move on," he ordered firmly, urging Orpheus forward by pressing the tip of the cold blade harshly into his neck, breaking the skin. Moving forward, he led the captain by sword point towards a small cove, blocked off from the raging sea beyond it. As they neared the murky water, he chuckled loudly as Orpheus stiffened. He knew exactly what was coming. Even though it did take the fun out of everything, he would enjoy it none the less.
"Watch your step..."
Orpheus yelped loudly as the Pirate King shoved him forward. Toppling over, he plunged into the luke warm water, gaping. Breaking through the surface, he hissed dangerously at the other, eyes flashing. How crude. Unfortunately for the Rogue Captain, there was no way he was going to get out of it, especially as the Pirate King had begun to strip. Sighing in annoyance, he rid himself of his clothing as well. He wasn't going to allow this 'thing' they had to go on longer than it had too.
He flinched automatically as he felt the water splash onto him, Lionel having entered the small pool of water. Glancing over reluctantly at the other man, he felt his breath hitch as he found himself staring directly into stormy, grey eyes. Swallowing silently, he looked away, tanned skin flushing hotly. Damn the Pirate King and his gorgeous eyes. They were what trapped him in his web in the first place...
"Look at me..."
Lionel grasped at the shorter man's chin tightly, forcing him to meet his own gaze. Smirking deviously, he leaned forward, hot breath cascading liquidly across Orpheus' lips. "Kiss me..." he ordered low, eyes darkening slightly. He purred silently as he felt the Captain's rough lips meet his own. He took no time in dominating the reluctant kiss, forcing his tongue into the soon-to-be-pliant mouth beneath his own. Wrapping a free arm around the other's waist, he pulled him roughly into his own, their lean bodies melding perfectly. Even if Lionel preferred his lover's to be younger, Orpheus was a fine substitute, despite his muscled body, from years at sea.
He grunted softly as he felt the other man's nails dig harshly into his shoulder's. Pulling away, he released a quiet gasp as his needy lungs took in the desperately needed air. He snarled loudly as the Rogue man's mouth latched viciously onto his neck, biting and licking greedily. Releasing a hiss, he ground his awakening erection harshly into the other man's. He didn't know how Orpheus did it, but he knew all of his weakenesses and turn-ons. It was baffling, but none-the-less pleasing.
"Touch me, Orpheus..."
Orpheus whimpered silently as he felt two rough hands grasp firmly at his rear, causing him to let go. Snarling, he furrowed his brows as he heard the heated words run across the shell of his pierced ear. Biting his lip, he only nodded stiffly, releasing the King's shoulders. Breath hitching slightly, he slowly ran his hands down the man's chest, sliding his finger tips teasingly over the perked nubs that sat proudly on opposite sides of the near-perfect chest. He was rewarded the stiffening of the taut body beneath his wandering hands. At least he had some control in this thing they had.
Dragging his hands lower still, he ran feather-light touches along Lionel's abdomen. It was almost as impressive as his own. Almost. Well, he told himself that, anyways. As his touch continued to explore lower, he licked gently at the man's collar bone, before latching on greedily. He loved how he tasted. Bitter. It was exhilerating. His hands soon found the 'treasure' they'd sought after. Grasping firmly, he gave it a curious stroke, smirking seductively as he heard the guttural groan leave the Pirate King's throat.
"Let me dominate you..."
Lionel growled roughly, pushing into the warm grasp. Grounding his teeth, he grabbed at the other man's shoulder. Shoving him backwards quickly, he was extremely satisfied to hear a soft grunt from Orpheus as he hit the edge. Eying his soon-to-be lover, he ground into the hand that still had a grip on him. He groaned loudly when he felt the hand squeeze him ever-so-slightly. "Orpheus..." he hissed out, eyes blazing dangerously. Grasping at the man's thighs almost violently, he hoisted them so they wrapped around his waist.
Gripping harshly at Oprheus' hips, he brought his free hand towards the Captain's face. Offering two digits, he glared the man down, refusing to take no for an answer. He felt his breath hitch as the Rogue Captain took the offered appendages with little resistance. Good. He was learning, for once. Shoving the fingers harshly in and out, he mimicked what they were soon to be doing. Lord, Lionel was having an extremely hard time suppressing the urge to just screw the man senseless without preperation. Well, mother always said Patience is a virtue, and so, Lionel would test his own.
"Let me feel you..."
Orpheus nearly gagged when the intruding digits touched the back of his throat. He always hated that feeling. Grunting silently, he was relieved to feel the fingers leave his mouth, a thin trail of saliva following them. He hated that as well. Glaring at the Pirate King, he released a small yelp as one digit eased it's way into him. Grinding his teeth, he grasped violently at the rocky edge behind him, while tightening his hold around the man's waist.
Lionel seemed to be impatient today, leaving him little time too calm down. Biting his botton lip, he stopped himself from releasing any sort of pained cry. He wouldn't show his discomfort... It wasn't because he was embarassed, it was a matter of pride. Though, he knew the pain would fade away after moments, that's what always happened. Sure enough, after several impatient thrusts from Lionel's too talented for their own good fingers, Orpheus was writhing, a faint flush tinging his skin.
"Let me take you..."
Lionel added a third finger, wiggling them enticingly in the warm heat that surrounded them. For some reason, Orpheus felt tighter than usual. Perhaps it was because they hadn't done something like this in a while. I'll just have to break him in then, he thought to himself, wicked thoughts flickering across his mind. The mental images of the proud, vicious, Rogue Captain, writhing underneath him made him shudder. What made his hunger for the other sky rocket was the actual sight of him flushed, and panting. Licking his lips, he eyed the other man. A sight to behold...
After several firm thrusts, he felt his patience finally meet it's end. Yanking them out, he pressed his almost painful erection against the prepared entrance, poking in teasingly. "Orpheus..." he drawled out low, his voice husky from his escallating lust. "I'm going to penetrate you now... And I do hope you realize, you won't be able to sword fight properly for months..." he finished with a growl, bracing one hand against the edge, the other grabbing firmly at Orpheus' weeping arousal. Giving a firm stroke, he firmly pushed into the awaiting heat, not bothering to ease in at all.
"Let's get lost in each other..."
This time, Orpheus did allow a yelp to escape him, scrunching his eyes shut. Despite the Pirate King's incessant stroking, he couldn't get past the burning sensation. He gasped quietly when he felt Lionel's mouth latch heatedly onto his neck, sucking, kissing, and nipping, at the soon to be bruised skin. Rolling his head back, he moaned low, his body finally relaxing slightly. The King seemed to be pleased with the reaction, since he rolled his hips lewdly, before pulling out and pushing back in.
Soon, the pair had begun to move in a slow rythym, bodies rocking in time with each other. It was sheer bliss to the Rogue Captain. Only Lionel could make him feel lost to the world, and forget whom they were and what they were to each other. Moaning loudly now, he met every harsh thrust with enthusiasm, that magic spot inside him being hit every time. Gripping at the edge until his knuckles turned white, Orpheus growled out dangerously. "Faster..." His response was a fierce snarl, and harsher, faster, thrusts. Just the way he liked it.
"Together now... We'll reach for the stars..."
Lionel thrusts became erratic as he listened to the wanton noises eminating from the normally stoic captain. Only he could get this kind of reaction... Only the King of the Pirates could make Orpheus feel like this. He was his, and his alone. "Mine..." he growled out through clenched teeth, gripping harshly at the arousal in his hand, ignoring the pained whine. "You're mine..." he hissed out, his groin tightening as he felt the edge of orgasm swiftly approaching.
Releasing a guttural cry, he bit down violently onto the mark he made earlier. He saw spots of white litter his vision as he came hard. His body stiffened as he heard a cry from Orpheus, and felt a warm liquid coating his hand. Eyes rolling back into his skull, he slumped heavily into the panting body now beneath him.
"Mine... all... mine..."
Orpheus sat up with a cry of shock, eyes extremely wide. His hair stuck to his sweat covered face, as well as his night garments. Panting hard, he brought a shaking hand up to run through his damp hair. He blinked as he found himself in a familiar bed, rather than a small grove. It had all been a dream... "A bloody good one, at that," he hissed out, eyes trailing down to the wet patch in his sheets. "I thought I got over these dreams when I was but 16 years..." he muttered, groaning before flopping back into the bed. Damn the Pirate King... Damn his straight to the darkest pits of Davy Jones' locker...
~End?~
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Opposites Rarely Attract
A Crack Fiction
by Koejii~!
The ever-ominous sky was a dark grey, clouds rolling as far as the eyes could see. Loud cracks of thunder rang threateningly across the sea, while flashes of lightning lit up the night black sky. It was the type of day when one would avoid going outside at all costs. However, for a pair of struggling men, that was the opposite. The day was a perfect day to strike. Clangs of metal resounded menacingly, accompanied by grunts and yells of fury. It was a very typical scene; The Pirate King and the Rogue Captain were at 'war' again. It was becoming a daily occurance, much to the dismay of their crewmen.
A loud thud shook the ground beneath the fallen figure slightly, before the figure leapt back into his fighting stance. The man had silver that barely reached his shoulders. He had narrow features, and a cat-like, blue eye. He was garbed in traditional pirate wear, as well as a signature eye-patch. He only wore it to improve his night-sight in one eye, for those late-night raids. Gripping the iron sword in his right hand tightly, he eyed the Pirate King with unblinking eyes.
The Pirate King, could be called handsome, in the very least. He had long, flowing, brown hair that reached past his shoulders, while framing his pale face. His stormy eyes could stop any man in their tracks, filling them with fear. He, too, was dressed in traditional pirate captain clothing, except it was far more expensive and elegant than the lower-ranking Pirate Captain.
Panting heavily, the Rogue Captain snarled as he watched the King raise his sword threateningly. They had been jabbing at each other for over an hour, and he had yet to defeat the other, or be defeated. It was becoming quite frustrating to Orpheus. Releasing a loud yell, he charged at the Pirate King, only to find himself slammed into the muddy ground that was once beneath his feet. Groaning softly, he flinched as he felt the tip of cold steel press into the back of his neck.
"I win...."
The Pirate King chuckled quietly as he watched the Rogue Captain lay defeated, and covered in mud. It was a pleasing sight to Lionel. Very satisfying. Nudging the man with the tip of his sword, he smirked smugly. "Get up, Orpheus. I've won," he stated low, eyes gleaming evilly. This was the tenth time he had thrown the captain down, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. He felt his smirk grow as the man grudgingly got back up.
"Now, get a move on," he ordered firmly, urging Orpheus forward by pressing the tip of the cold blade harshly into his neck, breaking the skin. Moving forward, he led the captain by sword point towards a small cove, blocked off from the raging sea beyond it. As they neared the murky water, he chuckled loudly as Orpheus stiffened. He knew exactly what was coming. Even though it did take the fun out of everything, he would enjoy it none the less.
"Watch your step..."
Orpheus yelped loudly as the Pirate King shoved him forward. Toppling over, he plunged into the luke warm water, gaping. Breaking through the surface, he hissed dangerously at the other, eyes flashing. How crude. Unfortunately for the Rogue Captain, there was no way he was going to get out of it, especially as the Pirate King had begun to strip. Sighing in annoyance, he rid himself of his clothing as well. He wasn't going to allow this 'thing' they had to go on longer than it had too.
He flinched automatically as he felt the water splash onto him, Lionel having entered the small pool of water. Glancing over reluctantly at the other man, he felt his breath hitch as he found himself staring directly into stormy, grey eyes. Swallowing silently, he looked away, tanned skin flushing hotly. Damn the Pirate King and his gorgeous eyes. They were what trapped him in his web in the first place...
"Look at me..."
Lionel grasped at the shorter man's chin tightly, forcing him to meet his own gaze. Smirking deviously, he leaned forward, hot breath cascading liquidly across Orpheus' lips. "Kiss me..." he ordered low, eyes darkening slightly. He purred silently as he felt the Captain's rough lips meet his own. He took no time in dominating the reluctant kiss, forcing his tongue into the soon-to-be-pliant mouth beneath his own. Wrapping a free arm around the other's waist, he pulled him roughly into his own, their lean bodies melding perfectly. Even if Lionel preferred his lover's to be younger, Orpheus was a fine substitute, despite his muscled body, from years at sea.
He grunted softly as he felt the other man's nails dig harshly into his shoulder's. Pulling away, he released a quiet gasp as his needy lungs took in the desperately needed air. He snarled loudly as the Rogue man's mouth latched viciously onto his neck, biting and licking greedily. Releasing a hiss, he ground his awakening erection harshly into the other man's. He didn't know how Orpheus did it, but he knew all of his weakenesses and turn-ons. It was baffling, but none-the-less pleasing.
"Touch me, Orpheus..."
Orpheus whimpered silently as he felt two rough hands grasp firmly at his rear, causing him to let go. Snarling, he furrowed his brows as he heard the heated words run across the shell of his pierced ear. Biting his lip, he only nodded stiffly, releasing the King's shoulders. Breath hitching slightly, he slowly ran his hands down the man's chest, sliding his finger tips teasingly over the perked nubs that sat proudly on opposite sides of the near-perfect chest. He was rewarded the stiffening of the taut body beneath his wandering hands. At least he had some control in this thing they had.
Dragging his hands lower still, he ran feather-light touches along Lionel's abdomen. It was almost as impressive as his own. Almost. Well, he told himself that, anyways. As his touch continued to explore lower, he licked gently at the man's collar bone, before latching on greedily. He loved how he tasted. Bitter. It was exhilerating. His hands soon found the 'treasure' they'd sought after. Grasping firmly, he gave it a curious stroke, smirking seductively as he heard the guttural groan leave the Pirate King's throat.
"Let me dominate you..."
Lionel growled roughly, pushing into the warm grasp. Grounding his teeth, he grabbed at the other man's shoulder. Shoving him backwards quickly, he was extremely satisfied to hear a soft grunt from Orpheus as he hit the edge. Eying his soon-to-be lover, he ground into the hand that still had a grip on him. He groaned loudly when he felt the hand squeeze him ever-so-slightly. "Orpheus..." he hissed out, eyes blazing dangerously. Grasping at the man's thighs almost violently, he hoisted them so they wrapped around his waist.
Gripping harshly at Oprheus' hips, he brought his free hand towards the Captain's face. Offering two digits, he glared the man down, refusing to take no for an answer. He felt his breath hitch as the Rogue Captain took the offered appendages with little resistance. Good. He was learning, for once. Shoving the fingers harshly in and out, he mimicked what they were soon to be doing. Lord, Lionel was having an extremely hard time suppressing the urge to just screw the man senseless without preperation. Well, mother always said Patience is a virtue, and so, Lionel would test his own.
"Let me feel you..."
Orpheus nearly gagged when the intruding digits touched the back of his throat. He always hated that feeling. Grunting silently, he was relieved to feel the fingers leave his mouth, a thin trail of saliva following them. He hated that as well. Glaring at the Pirate King, he released a small yelp as one digit eased it's way into him. Grinding his teeth, he grasped violently at the rocky edge behind him, while tightening his hold around the man's waist.
Lionel seemed to be impatient today, leaving him little time too calm down. Biting his botton lip, he stopped himself from releasing any sort of pained cry. He wouldn't show his discomfort... It wasn't because he was embarassed, it was a matter of pride. Though, he knew the pain would fade away after moments, that's what always happened. Sure enough, after several impatient thrusts from Lionel's too talented for their own good fingers, Orpheus was writhing, a faint flush tinging his skin.
"Let me take you..."
Lionel added a third finger, wiggling them enticingly in the warm heat that surrounded them. For some reason, Orpheus felt tighter than usual. Perhaps it was because they hadn't done something like this in a while. I'll just have to break him in then, he thought to himself, wicked thoughts flickering across his mind. The mental images of the proud, vicious, Rogue Captain, writhing underneath him made him shudder. What made his hunger for the other sky rocket was the actual sight of him flushed, and panting. Licking his lips, he eyed the other man. A sight to behold...
After several firm thrusts, he felt his patience finally meet it's end. Yanking them out, he pressed his almost painful erection against the prepared entrance, poking in teasingly. "Orpheus..." he drawled out low, his voice husky from his escallating lust. "I'm going to penetrate you now... And I do hope you realize, you won't be able to sword fight properly for months..." he finished with a growl, bracing one hand against the edge, the other grabbing firmly at Orpheus' weeping arousal. Giving a firm stroke, he firmly pushed into the awaiting heat, not bothering to ease in at all.
"Let's get lost in each other..."
This time, Orpheus did allow a yelp to escape him, scrunching his eyes shut. Despite the Pirate King's incessant stroking, he couldn't get past the burning sensation. He gasped quietly when he felt Lionel's mouth latch heatedly onto his neck, sucking, kissing, and nipping, at the soon to be bruised skin. Rolling his head back, he moaned low, his body finally relaxing slightly. The King seemed to be pleased with the reaction, since he rolled his hips lewdly, before pulling out and pushing back in.
Soon, the pair had begun to move in a slow rythym, bodies rocking in time with each other. It was sheer bliss to the Rogue Captain. Only Lionel could make him feel lost to the world, and forget whom they were and what they were to each other. Moaning loudly now, he met every harsh thrust with enthusiasm, that magic spot inside him being hit every time. Gripping at the edge until his knuckles turned white, Orpheus growled out dangerously. "Faster..." His response was a fierce snarl, and harsher, faster, thrusts. Just the way he liked it.
"Together now... We'll reach for the stars..."
Lionel thrusts became erratic as he listened to the wanton noises eminating from the normally stoic captain. Only he could get this kind of reaction... Only the King of the Pirates could make Orpheus feel like this. He was his, and his alone. "Mine..." he growled out through clenched teeth, gripping harshly at the arousal in his hand, ignoring the pained whine. "You're mine..." he hissed out, his groin tightening as he felt the edge of orgasm swiftly approaching.
Releasing a guttural cry, he bit down violently onto the mark he made earlier. He saw spots of white litter his vision as he came hard. His body stiffened as he heard a cry from Orpheus, and felt a warm liquid coating his hand. Eyes rolling back into his skull, he slumped heavily into the panting body now beneath him.
"Mine... all... mine..."
Orpheus sat up with a cry of shock, eyes extremely wide. His hair stuck to his sweat covered face, as well as his night garments. Panting hard, he brought a shaking hand up to run through his damp hair. He blinked as he found himself in a familiar bed, rather than a small grove. It had all been a dream... "A bloody good one, at that," he hissed out, eyes trailing down to the wet patch in his sheets. "I thought I got over these dreams when I was but 16 years..." he muttered, groaning before flopping back into the bed. Damn the Pirate King... Damn his straight to the darkest pits of Davy Jones' locker...
~End?~