driftfleet | You can check out anytime you'd like.. [Hotel Corona Mingle]

You can check out anytime you'd like.. [Hotel Corona Mingle]

Who: The Fleet!
Broadcast: If you want
Action: Hotel Corona or Planet Ikke
When: December 7th onward

a wheel-shaped space station

[After the mystery and isolation of their last destination, the Marsiva seems determined to head to brighter, busier territory. After a long journey through remote, nebula-painted space, speeding along at a brisk pace for the Host ship, the Marsiva brings her Fleet to a sudden and prominent point of traffic.

It seems that the Fleet has happened upon some sort of vacation destination! Maybe Atroma thinks that the passengers deserve some rest and relaxation... or just wants to distract them with something huge and shiny.

Welcome to Hotel Corona! Feel free to enjoy yourselves and enjoy the sites! If a hotel resort isn't your thing, you can head on over to the nearby planet and explore it's icy wonders.

In order words: it's a mingle!! Everyone get in! ]

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Haven’t we already let them know? [He can recall that they have been quite loud at earlier moments, unable to keep silence while expressing there need for one another.] Or do you wish to remind them? [While he has himself pressed against her he starts to move his hips a little, grinding into her, pleased to know that he is growing hard again.]

Finding you in the shower would be the easiest thing for me to do. [Lower and lower he goes, eager to touch her, to drive her mad with want.] I think I would not be able to keep my hands off of you... [He gives her nipple a small, playful pinch.] ...I would want to have you... [His lips move against her ears.] ...I would need you...

[When his fingers find that sweet spot between her legs he utters a groan, noticing how warm and wet it is. As if she has never grown dry after their first round.]

Like you need me now.

I think the entire fleet knows. [There was something thrilling about that. Their cries were as uncontainable as their passions.] They will be reminded nightly and often publicly, if our fantasies become reality. [Her voice broke at the feeling of him grinding against her rear. Her body shivered as gooseflesh raised along her skin.] Gods, Robb.

I have told you what I imagine. [She can hardly think or breathe at the delicious things he whispers into her ears and the feeling of his hand beginning to slip between her legs. She is keening, begging him to satisfy the hunger raging inside of her. She is more than ready for him, heated and wet.] Tell me what you imagine. Tell me as you touch me.

[It seemed like such an obscene request, but it was just one more daring request born out of her passion for him.]

I do need you. Please, Robb.

[Robb hasn’t been that daring back at Riverrun. Of course, he had taken her in a corner, or sitting in a chair but never at places where people could see. Doors were always closed and safely guarded.

But this is not Westeros. And he is no king. What a relief, actually.]

Hmn...you are such a mischievous girl, Jeyne. Wanting me where everyone can see. [But gods, what a thrill would that be... The sheer idea makes him grind against her just a little bit more, eager for friction.]

Very well. [Once again he groans as his fingers slide in deeper.] I like it when you are moist like this, Jeyne. Gods...there is no better feeling than that... [That is most definitely an obscene request but Robb realizes he does not really mind the obscenity of it all. In fact, he wants to encourage it. He wants to explore this.

And despite the fact his cheeks flush greatly he brings his lips close to her ear again.] ...you have the sweetest cunt in all the realms, Jeyne. Of the entire universe. And space. I wish to have... [Robb silences to think for a moment, focusing his attention on what his fingers are doing between her legs.] ...you inside one of the smaller ships, the ones that transport us between others. [That sounds extremely adventurous.]

[The ways he had taken her at Riverrun had seemed daring then, far more than what she had imagined or overheard from the kitchen ladies. She had been sheltered, spared from much talk of what was expected in the marriage bed. It wasn't proper for a lady to hear of such things.

Perhaps that was why she and Robb had been so eager and desperate to explore? She wanted to know all the ways he could make her body sing with pleasure.]

I want you in every way and everywhere. [She murmured to him, shutting her eyes as she whimpered at the feel of him against her. He was fanning the flames inside of her, making her hungry for him once more.] But I cannot deny that I want to be wicked with you.

[She moaned once more, rocking her hips to relieve the building need that was growing inside of her. His touch never failed to rouse her and she felt herself grow wetter in response.] Robb... [She turned crimson, thrilled by his praise towards her body. It was wicked and obscene, but exciting. Her heartbeat increased in fervency.] Between one ship and another, with only the stars around us. I should like that.

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[Even though the largest part of his brain has migrated to his cock by now he realizes that they have never talked about this in the way they do now. A shuddering sigh escapes his mouth at the filthiness of it all.]

Me too. [It is all he can croak out while his hips start to move in a more insistent way, every nerve in his body focused on the need for that friction, for satisfaction.] This is just the beginning. [He does not entirely realizes that his body is doing the thinking for him, knowing exactly what to do, how to have her. It is as if he is running on instinct instead of common sense.]

Sweetling...I...I cannot wait any longer. [Because, gods she is so wet and with every movement, every breath, every word, she seems to grow more wet.] Raise your arse a little more. [He leans back again and places one of his hands between her shoulder blades, pressing her gently against the soft blankets of the bed. Two fingers of his other hand are inside of her, lingering, wanting to tell her that they will make place for something slightly bigger within a couple of minutes.]

[She was growing close, just between his fingers and the feeling of his cock pressed against her arse. Her body quivered as she rocked back against him, grinding him harder against her skin. She lost her control, encouraging him to rut with her, as though she were nothing more than a wanton maid.

When she had pictured marriage and what was required, it had always seemed like an unpleasant burden that she would have to endure and wait to be over. This, it was something she craved and prayed to fill her nights with. He would whisper how exciting it was to feel her wet and ready for him, but there was nothing more thrilling to her than Robb aroused and grinding into her.]

You don't have to wait. [She felt as though she had no breath left, he had stolen it all.] You can have me in all the ways you want. [She couldn't forget the words exchanged in the market. They had promised each other a night full of this.

She followed his guidance, raising her hips like a wolf in heat, encouraging him to have her as he pleased. Her fingers gripped the sheets, anticipating when his fingers would be replaced by something that would satisfy her need.]

My love, my wolf husband. What you do to me.

[If Jeyne would look behind her she’d find Robb’s face as red as a beet. Not that he was ashamed, no, they passed that station, but to take her in such a manner. He found it daring and beyond arousing. No man could remain calm when being in a situation like this. He bites his lip, his breathing harsh and slightly uneven.

To him Jeyne was the most enticing creature in the world. The most desirable of all. From her hair to her face, to her perfect breasts. Even though marrying her had led to his death, he does not feel regret. He would never regret making that choice. Choosing her.]

Then I will. [At this point he could hear the blood pumping through his veins, a soft rush filling her ears mixed with the sound of their breathing and his loud and fast heartbeat.

He had expected some sort of clumsiness, an inability to get it in or mistake one hole for the other. But she raises her ass up the way he wants her to and there is no mistake where he should slide his cock in. And gods, he likes it to be called ‘wolf husband’, not that he has particularly identified himself with one, but it makes him feel strong…still important.]

I love you… [Robb utters the words while he enters her, both hands resting on her hips now, gasping at her heat, her wetness.] Allow me… [It would be folly to wait any longer, especially with every bit of him on edge, waiting for a sweet release, for friction, for her. And without any further ado he starts to move, trying to put all his insecurity aside and fuck her in a firm and fast way.]

[There was a benefit to this position, allowing Jeyne to duck her face behind her hair and allow her shyness to be overtaken by lust instead. A part of her had wanted him in this way, even without knowing how to express it. The daring of it, the thrill of being in a new position had her keening and rocking back in encouragement.]

Please...yes...[She whispered in a rush, shutting her eyes as she drank in the sensation of his cock filling her. That hum of need roared to life, causing her body to sing with hunger. She had never been so adventurous or insatiable until she met Robb. She had always assumed she would be a dutiful wife, but never believed herself capable of this.

One single night of comfort and sorrow had lead to this, nights filled with passion and desire. She felt favored by the gods.] Oh please Robb, I'm so close.

[His fingers had near pushed her over the edge, now his cock would finish it for her.] I love you. [She wanted to be fucked, to be pushed into climax again and then once more. To be pushed into near frenzy, just as he would be. It was wild and obscene, but she did want anything else.]

[Robb cannot put his finger on it entirely but to take Jeyne in this way makes him feel more like...well, like a man. He feels strong and every time he sees her pushing back against his cock he cannot help a sound. And who would he be to not give his lady wife what she wants. The idea of her being close sends a shiver up and down his spine.]

Already...? [His voice is rough and breathless when he speaks.] The night is still so young... [But he would not last forever either. This new position is too exciting, so bold and so lewd that it saddens him that he has not tried it earlier.] Oh Jeyne...

[Eventually it feels as if everything comes in some sort of automatic way. As if his body knows exactly how to respond, as if his hips know exactly how to move. His fingernails dig into her skin as he holds her and somewhere he knows he is being loud, letting his pleasure known by groaning and uttering Jeyne's name.

And his body does not flinch and his cock does not fly out halfway. He maintains that firm rhythm as he has done nothing else in his life.]

Your fingers... [The words are lost within a series of gasps and shivers, her cries far from soft. Every time he pressed into her, she made an audible noise, being pushed already into climax. She pressed her face against the sheets, trying to suppress the curses that fell quickly from her mouth.

He kept moving and just as she had climaxed, she was working steadily towards another. This position doing nothing but teasing her already sensitive core. She pressed back harder, squeezing around him as he moved inside her. Her nails dug into the sheets, holding tightly to them as she lost all semblance of control.]

Seven hells, Robb!

[He knew how to move in her, how to respond and when to increase the pace. It didn't feel as if this was their first time in this position. He rolled his hips expertly and held tightly to her, guiding her movements as well. They were near lost in it all and she only could wish they had tried it before.]

[Robb does his best. He does his best in a way that tiny beads of sweat appear on his forehead. The noises she makes are addicting, the sweetest sounds he has ever heard. Once again he realizes how good it is to love another. How it brought clearance in the confusion that surrounded him.

He presses his mouth against the skin of her back and grins when she exclaims those words.]

Gods, I'm so close... [When he feels how she tightens around him it is bloody hard to maintain this and not lose himself in the delicious heat of her cunt.] ...sweetling...I cannot...

[A soft noise escapes his mouth before he speaks again.]

...Tell me...when you wish me to...

[She can barely contain herself. She clenches tightly to him, her heat like an inferno as he thrusts more rapidly inside her. Her cries were far from contained. They had lost themselves in each other with the same unbridled passion they had felt at her arrival.

Grabbing hold of his hand, she guided his hand between her legs, encouraging him to touch her.]

Close...a little...[she moaned, biting her lower lip.] ...a little more.

[She pushed her hips back against him. His thrusts barely pulling him from inside her.]

Now! Come, Robb. Please.

[He has never experienced such a perfect balance between outrageous lust, passion and love. It makes him feel light in his head and it feels as if his cock has never been this hard. Gods, it is as if he is about to explode.

Only Jeyne could make him feel like that. So out of control, so without restraint.

A loud hiss escapes his mouth when she guides his hand to that sweet place between her legs, eager to touch her there.]

Oh sweet Jeyne...gods...if you could feel yourself... [He strokes her clit with trembling fingers, finding it hard to keep his control.] ...your cunt...

[It is all he can say before he cannot hold himself anymore. He has come many times, but nothing feels as powerful as this. His muscles tense and relax and he has no control over himself whatsoever. The worlds seems to be lost to him as he releases inside of her in a couple of fierce thrusts.]

[It was as though the ground disappeared from under her. She was tumbling into the abyss of pleasure, near screaming as she tightened around him, holding him in a vice grip.

Her body tensed as her climax rushed over her. Her body trembling beneath him.

She held his hand in place, riding out her orgasm for as long as it might last.

Finally, she collapsed against the bed, breathless and damp with sweat.]

Gods. [Her breath ragged and harsh.]

I don't know if I can move now.

[Robb finds himself out of words and out of breath when he is done. Even after his release he keeps gasping and shuddering, as if his body is not able to handle such pleasure.

Finally he shuffles backwards, hissing as he slides out of her as his cock is still awfully sensitive.]

Nh... [He utters before he collapses next to her, breathing heavily.] ...it was amazing... [He has no idea to put such things into words. It feels as if they have opened some sort of magic portal to all sorts of sex they have never had.

Slowly he shuffles closer and places his mouth against her shoulder.]

[She moaned once more as he pulled out of her. Despite her body's sensitivity, she couldn't imagine anything enticing her for the rest of the day. He had worn her ragged. She was exhausted, but well satisfied.]

We must try it again.

[Not now, but gods, she wanted to do it once more when she was capable of moving.

For now, all she wanted was to sleep. She turned, curling against him as she listened to his heart.]

You found the way to make my first visit to this planet memorable.

[Robb laughs, his voice a bit ragged from all the fucking he just did.]

Gods be good, I cannot even move, let along get my cock up again. [He laughs again and kisses her forehead before rolling over to his back, giving her enough space to curl up against him.]

Better than that entire nebula thing? [He looks at it and it is definitely something beautiful.] It would be good to know that I am better than an entire nebula.

No, my love. In a few days time, perhaps. I cannot move either.

[But he managed to make her body sing. Gods, but their nights together had become so much more passionate. No other planet would hold the same level of excitement for her after this. This night had surpassed them, even before they arrived.]

Much better. [She looked up at him with clear adoration.] You are better than anything in this universe. I would take you over any nebula.

A few days? Truly?

[Robb chuckles a breathless chuckle.]

Sweetling, have you become sore between your legs? [In a way that worries him a little. He did not mean to hurt her, even though he kind of lost control there for a couple of moments... A worried expression crosses his face because of that.]

Nebulas cannot bed you as well as I can.

I can hardly give a fair estimate when I am certain I have no means left to think.

[She rolled closer to him, burying her face in his shoulder.]

No, I'm well, I promise you. More than well. I simply can't conceive of leaving this room or this bed. [Or moving in general.] I fear that I am to be rather lazy and bask in what we achieved.

[She grinned.]

No one could bed me as well as you can. You made me into a wanton woman.

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