The Beast Within
Title: The Beast Within
Author: Looneyluna
E-Mail: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17
Code: S/H
Category: Smut, Bondage
Summary: This is set after the Expanse.
I own nothing. It's just mean, dirty sex. Thanks to Kathy
Rose for the beta. I wrote this for shits and giggles. Oh yeah! This was
written before Major Hayes died. Sniff!
Hoshi just couldn't get the man out of her mind. That's why
she had sought him out. He hadn't attended any of the post-Expanse parties, but
those under his command had. That's how she had tracked him down.
There was something raw and animalistic underneath his calm,
dedicated exterior, something that appealed to the masochist within her. He
hadn't disappointed her.
He had a glorious view of the Hudson River from his
apartment, just a few miles away from his teaching position at West Point. She
had tracked him down to his favorite bar through information gleaned from
Corporal McKenzie. She was quite honest with Maj. Matthew Hayes when she
approached him. She wanted him.
She had fucked most of the MACO's, but had never approached
him. Hoshi never could break through the professional exterior. There was a
darkness inside him, one she hoped to explore so that she could ignore her own.
She saw him in the corner of the bar, calmly sipping his
beer and people watching. "Hello," she said with a smile.
Hayes stood at immediate attention, his life the structure
of militarism even off duty. "Ensign," he acknowledged.
"Our tour is over, Matthew. My name is Hoshi," she
admonished him, scooting into the booth next to him.
He remained silent, his inebriation evident.
They had gone back to his apartment. That was three days
ago. She had released the beast within him. Hayes had fucked her in ways
Malcolm had never contemplated. Her being Malcolm's former lover fed Matthew's
actions toward Hoshi now. He was cruel and crass -- something that excited her
into the orgasm she felt now.
"I know you fucked my men, Ensign," he spat in her
ear, one hand grabbing meanly at her tits and the other biting harshly into her
hip. "You can't avoid the rumor mill. Nobody could on that godforsaken
ship."
Hoshi stared out the window as she rode him, his cock
ramming into her cunt. She let out a moan as he twisted her nipple painfully.
"Rumor is you had a gang bang with Hawkins and Ramirez.
Did they fuck this sweet cunt of yours, or did you let them fuck you in the ass
like I did last night?" He moved his hand that was on her hip and grabbed
her ass, pushing his thumb past the rim.
"Did you like being DP'ed by my men?" he asked,
thrusting his thumb in and out.
She remained silent, lost in the orgasm.
"Well, I don't like to share, so you're just going to
have to settle with one cock."
Hoshi bounced on top of him; her hands bound together, his
words exciting her further. She was coming down from her orgasm.
Hayes pushed her off his lap and stood up, grabbing the lead
of the rope and tugging her over to the window. He tied her to the railing,
bending her over.
"Did Reed fuck you in the ass?" Hayes asked,
adding fingers to his thumb and twisting them inside her.
"Yes," she stammered, "but he was always too
gentle."
"Well, I'm not him," Hayes stated, pressing the
tip of his cock to her ass and shoving it meanly into her.
Biting her lip to add to the pain, she congratulated herself
for not shouting out the code word. He pounded into her, and she strained to
rub her throbbing clit, but was unable to because of the bindings. As he fucked
her, he slapped her ass, adding to the sting and excitement. Tears streamed
down her face as the punishment continued. Every time he got close to coming,
he stopped and rested, making idle conversation about the river below them.
His cock buried inside her ass, he spoke like it was an
everyday occurrence. "See the ice in the river? We would have to swim to
the other bank and back in the dead of winter."
Rested, he pulled his cock out and rubbed it along her ass
cheeks. But the relief was short-lived, for he pushed his way back in and
started hammering inside her.
She cried out as she came, which caused him to do the same.
With little care, he pulled out of her and left her to sink to the floor.
Hoshi could feel his semen dripping down her thighs�
probably some blood, too. She heard the water running in the bathroom and said
a silent prayer. He was getting ready to bathe. That meant they were done for
the night.
Looking at her reflection in the window, she could see the
bruises along her body. He made no apologies for them. He didn't have to. This
is what she wanted. This is what she needed. She hated the classic lovers --
the gentle ones. They always left her unfulfilled and frustrated. Matthew was different -- he
knew exactly what she wanted.
Like the river below her, she sank into the numbness that
had settled over her soul like a plague. The only thing she responded to was
pain. Matthew's meanness was just what she needed.
FIN