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Party Blues
Author: Griffin
Email:stealthgriffin@hotmail.com
Rating:NC-17...duh!
Summary: She doesn't like the party and can't let go of control, so he takes it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, don't sue me: I'm too poor to be worth the trouble anyways...
Note: An answer to challenge #20
 

Tyr sat comfortably on the beach watch the sun set, working on his tan. He knew that if any of the crew saw him they would think he was merely showing off to the passersby, if there was anyone to show off to. Everyone was at the Main Hall celebrating the entrance of the planet into the Commonwealth, which meant he could be out here by himself.

Rommie smiled to the ambassador and then nodded before she turned and hurried outside. The part was taking a toll on her, even as an android, and she wanted to get away from it. She got out of the building and noticed the sunset.

Rommie walked down the long flight of stairs to the beach and smiled as she slipped her shoes off and luxuriated in the feel of the sand beneath and between her toes. She sighed happily and strolled down closer to the water.

Tyr looked up when he heard the soft sigh and quirked his eyebrow at the sight of Rommie, in a formal dress, walking toward the water.

"You know, water can't be good for that dress," Tyr said simply.

Rommie turned as her state of euphoria was broken by Tyr's rather rough comment. She turned and glared at him with the glare only a warship could give.

"Did you have to do that?" She demanded angrily as she stormed over to where he was laying.

"I thought it curious that an avatar was enjoying a walk on the beach," he said as he stood and glared back at her.

"Isn't it a bit odd that a Nietzschean is out here laying on the beach?" Rommie asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"I find it odd that you just avoided my point," Tyr said with a slight smirk and Rommie frowned and turned around.

"I was feeling...overwhelmed in there. Pressured to kiss up to the local head honchos," Rommie said with a shrug and Tyr frowned.

"Overwhelmed in what way?" He asked curiously.

"Well, they expect ME to do all the work. All the negotiations and all the shmoozing and I'm tired," she said with another shrug.

Tyr moved closer and rested his hands on Rommie's shoulders. She looked at them and didn't say anything, she could use some comforting right now.

"You know, you don't always have to be in complete control," he whispered into her ear as he pressed his body against her back.

"Yes I do!" Rommie said as she spun around, accidentally pressing into Tyr and before she could pull back he wrapped his arms around her.

If she wanted to she could have pulled out of the embrace. But she liked the feeling of being trapped, of not being in control of where she was. She looked up at him and smiled softly.

"Take control, Tyr. Fuck me...please" she pleaded and he lowered his head and kissed her passionately.

Rommie was surprised at first, but then her jaw relaxed and she let Tyr's roving tongue into her mouth. She moaned softly and let him do all the work.

Tyr aggressive explored Rommie's mouth, his tongue probing at her flesh. He slowly moved his hands to the zipper of the dress and took hold of it.

Rommie felt his hands on her dress and wrapped her arms around his waist, telling him that he could do what he pleased. Tyr slowed his kissing and slowly slid the zipper down her back, kneeling as the zipper went lower. The dress slowly slipped lower on her body and as the zipper reached the bottom, just below her thighs, she sighed and let it fall.

Tyr was kneeling front of her, amazed at the beauty of her body, and he looked up to her with a slight grin. He gently pulled her down and then laid her out in the sand, her ass resting on a small blanket and her legs spread, knees bent with her feet buried in sand.

He knelt between her legs and watched as her body tensed slightly. He lowered his head, inhaling the smell of her now excited pussy.

Rommie looked down at the top of Tyr's head, her breathing slightly different than usual, and let go of all the peripheral clutter. She
closed of her consciousness from everything except the physical sensations. She rested her hands on her tummy and eagerly awaited Tyr's action.

Tyr inhaled the intoxicating smell of Rommie's juices and then slowly extended his tongue, gently running it along her pussy lips. She jumped at the sudden sensation of his warm tongue on her sensitive flesh and her hands slid up to her breasts where she slowly caressed her own breasts.

Tyr slowly moved and extended his tongue again, gently running it over her flesh again, though this time slightly faster than before. The reaction to his motion was increased, Rommie moaned louder and began moving her hands over her breasts quicker.

Tyr lowered his head again, but this time he slowly slid the tip of his tongue into her pussy, causing Rommie to groan loudly and pinch her nipples strongly. Tyr quickly began moving his tongue in and out of her pussy in a fast pattern. Rommie began panting as he licked her and she moved her hands to the back of his head, pressing it further down.

Tyr moved his tongue in and out of Rommie until he found her clit. He growled slightly and then began moving his tongue in circles around it. Rommie bucked her hips and moaned loudly as Tyr found her clit and starting circling it with her tongue.

Tyr moved his tongue quickly, circling her clit rapidly and bringing her closer to her orgasm. With a sudden moan she bucked her hips up toward his face and released her juices. He quickly licked her pussy, lapping up the juices, and then growled hungrily as he got up on his knees.

Rommie looked at him, his goatee damp from her juices, a bulge in his pants. She whimpered slightly and he growled again.

He stood, looming over her, and unzipped his leathers. His cock sprang free and Rommie's eyes settled on it. Her eyes widened slightly at the size, and she growled this time, wanting him to enter her.

Tyr went to his knees again, positioning himself between her spread legs. He gently rubbed his cock against her pussy lips and then slowly slid himself into her. Rommie moaned loudly as Tyr's cock slid into her pussy. She felt his meat filling her and growled hungrily.

Tyr felt the tightness of Rommie's pussy and grinned: he was going to enjoy this. His hands ran over her legs and down to her hips. He took hold of her waist as his slid completely into her. She clasped her hands over his and growled.

He waited for a moment, letting her pussy expand slightly to accomadate his large cock, and then slowly slid his erection out of her. She moaned as he moved almost completely out of her and gasped as he pushed himself back in with a quick thrust.

He remembered what she had said earlier and moved his hips quickly, sliding in and out of her with a quick, erotic pace. She gasped and moaned as he passionately fucked her, moving her hips with his hands, sliding fully into her pussy and then almost fully out.

Rommie moaned loudly as she felt herself nearing her second orgasm. She ground her teeth together and growled up at Tyr to tell him how ready she was. He looked down into her eyes and started thrusting as fast as he could, his hips hitting hers. He let his control go and began fucking her wildly.

Rommie screamed loudly as she orgasmed and Tyr grunted as he felt her pussy contract around his cock. He thrust himself fully inside her and leaned his head back as he came inside of her, shooting his hot juices into her body.

She moaned loudly as his fluids filled her pussy. He slowly thrust in and out, milking the cum from his cock.

After a moment he stopped and opened his eyes, looking down at Rommie. Sweat covered her body and she was flushed from the intensity of her orgasm.

Suddenly the com beeped and Tyr answered.

"Tyr, have you seen Rommie?" Dylan asked. "She's needed here at the celebration."

"She and I are on the beach we'll be up shortly," Tyr said curtly before cutting the link and frowning.

"Duty calls," Rommie sighed with a slight frown as she stood up.

Tyr stood and kissed her passionately before leaning down and picking up her dress and helping her back into it. The two walked back to the party and Dylan quirked an eyebrow at the two.

"You look sweaty," he said simply.

"We raced over," Tyr said deadpanned.

Dylan looked skeptical but shrugged and lead Rommie over to one of the delegates.

"Hey, does Rommie look like she's having fun or what?" Harper asked with a broad grin.

"You have no idea Harper," Tyr said quietly.