✧⁠*~ Chap 9 - Turbulence ~*✧⁠ COLLAB

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A surprised yelp then grunt escaped Daisuke as Robyn pinned the young man against the half-open sleeping quarters door. Robyn smirked, lowering to Daisuke's level to whisper in his ear.

"What are you looking at~?"

Daisuke shivered when Robyn's breath ghosted across the intersection between his neck and shoulder. As if encouraged by the woman's words, Daisuke felt his eyes wonder...

First his chocolaty eyes trailed over her throat and sculpted collarbones, following the deep lines of her muscle before traveling lower. Tracing the swell of her voluptuous chest. Daisuke felt himself salivate, stammering as he tried to regain his senses.

"R-robyn I-"

But before the young man could even get a word out, he felt the wet warmth of Robyn's tongue dragging across his cheek and corner of his mouth. Robyn passionately swallowed down the electrician's saliva that had escaped, making goose bumps ripple over the young man's pale and freckled skin. He hadn't even noticed that he had been drooling. He bit back a moan, a measly whimper escaping in it's place. A devious grin twisted the janitor's lips.

"W-we shouldn't have the door open-"

The slender man stammered, blushing, sweaty and trying not to stare at the woman before him.

"So, close the door like a good boy then."

Robyn purred, sending a shiver up Daisuke's spine, forcing a whimper out of him.

"Of-of course.."

Daisuke swiftly obeyed, scampering over to the door and shutting it with a heave. Only for Robyn to lace her fingers through his brown hair with blonde under lights and yank him back against her.

"There... Now we're in private~"

She hummed, nipping at his ear. Daisuke shivered, a gasp whistling past his lips, followed by a shuddered whimper. The 20 year old Japanese-American man spun around in her grasp, hastily crashing his lips against hers in a desperate kiss. Robyn growled, tugging him back by his hair.

"Nah ah, don't be greedy. I want you begging first."

Daisuke whined, desperately clutching Robyn's shirt.

"Please- Please my little bird... I need you.."

He went as far as lowering to his knees, pressing his temple against her thigh, taking a deep breath of her scent. His fingers - clad in silver rings - sought purchase on the fabric of her trousers, whining loudly.

"Please Robyn... Don't make me beg like this-"

Robyn grinned ear to ear, her fingers tightening in Daisuke's hair, tugging at his auburn strands. She forced him to look up at her, a pitiful mewl rumbling in his throat.

"Good boy, Daisy. So desperate already and I haven't even done anything yet."

She pulled him to his feet before pushing him onto her cot. practically tearing off his pink palm-tree print shirt. Grabbing his hips. Her teeth sinking into the sensitive skin behind Daisuke's ear. The man moaned, submitting to the larger woman's advances. Not like he was complaining. In fact, he couldn't get enough of it.

Robyn's hand slid up beneath his Pony Express company T-shirt, her fingers playing along the planes of his chest, pushing his shirt up and off. A shiver shot up Daisuke's spine. Fingers curling into the sheets beneath him. Daisuke swore he could see stars.

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Sage was half in a daze, the only air she inhaled being Orion's cologne, suffocating in the smell and compression of his chest, which she kept finding her teeth sinking deeper into.

"Starlight~"

Curly whimpered with the passion of pure desperation, the very feeling compelling him to entangle his lips further between her oak locks, but also to pull away, even if the smallest break would only bring him crashing back into her harder. The cook hummed as she started gliding her fingers along the trail leading from his stomach to thighs, previously having been pulling at the captain's blonde hair, now digging her nails into his upper legs instead.

"I need a break."

He heaved, more whimpers and struggling groans escaping his lips. Sage whined, rolling her eyes out of irritation. There was no way he already needed a breather, right? Sage could barely get enough of him, even at the point they were already at.

"Oh, really?"

She mused, reluctantly releasing her canines enough to speak, red marks carving across his chest and torso. Curly groaned, throwing his head back and nodding.

"Very well."

Sage grumbled, running her tongue along his collarbones one last time, teeth gliding across the skin with savour, before she rolled off him, landing on the bed with a thump, chestnut locks scattered in a frizzy heap over the sheets. Curly got up, joints cracking as he did, walking over to the other side of the room to his desk on the left where he took a sip of water. As much as he loved Sage and her markings of love bruising his top. His breath started running out like the sweat running down his neck, mixing in with the scratches he was drowned in. So, he was grateful for the respect of her understanding.

"I'm surprised I'm still in one piece."

Orion wiped his mouth, panting.

"Won't be for long."

Sage's reply came with the quickness of second nature, not that she was embarrassed by it, quite the opposite as her tongue flicked out to glide across her teeth.

"Pardon?!"

Curly's head snapped back like an owl's, eyes wide like saucers.

"You heard me."

She replied, teasing him further as she sat up, legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Curly raised a brow, though a grin started to crack through his flushed cheeks.

"Actually... I couldn't."

He played along, shimmers of mischief danced across his blue orbs, sparking with the ones in Sage's when they made eye contact, her eyes a lagoon reflecting an eclipsed sun, drawing Curly into her deeper.

"Not for long, starting now."

She purred, leaning forward as her nails dug into the mattress edge. Curly's courage for teasing her back evaporated as fast as it came, more sweat mixing in with the hickies still all over him, his knees shaking.

"H-hah- huh~"

He found himself tripping over his words, mind blank once more, tunnel vision narrowing his sight.

"Huh, indeed. Maybe I should be captain for a change? Seeing how well I'm steering you right now."

That made the captain fall to the floor, a moan escaping him as his knees collided with the floor. And as hard as it was, he somehow managed to clear his mind to try and get up again. Only to fall back down and lose his focus again with the next sweet selection of phrases that flowed from Sage's tongue.

"Stay down and come here, captain's orders."

Not another second wasted before Curly had both hands slammed to the ground, crawling with a dragging effort until he was at arm's length. Sage snatched her opportunity, passionately lunging forward with her hand outstretched, a silent scream barely made it out his raw throat as her fingers and wrist tangled around his hair now being used as a leash.

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