The door opened with a bang, both of you entering the room, hands already tugging at the other's clothes, your nails scraping down his chest and lips lost in a flurry of heated kisses. You looked at him, desire bright in your eyes as you slipped your hands under his vest, scarred flesh hot against your palms. One piece of clothing fell, then another, your bare skin quickly being exposed to the cool night air as he pushed your shirt over your head and you threw his goggles onto the floor -- neatness be damned.

A low growl escaped him as he slammed you against the wall, air being driven from your lungs in a breathless gasp, back arching off the cold in protest. You watched him approach with bated breath, his hands pressing into your skin, easily trapping your wrists with one and fondling your breast with the other.

He licked his lips hungrily, an unmistakably predatory glint in his eyes that was no doubt mirrored in your own. Your heart pounded in your chest with anticipation and you had no doubt his was doing the same, breath shallow and muscles tense in the face of the man who would no doubt eat you alive.

"This is a dangerous game you're playin', darlin'," he growled, voice husky. "Play with fire and you're gonna get burned." He dug his fingernails into your skin to emphasize the last word.

You laughed, gaze challenging. "If I was afraid of getting burned, I wouldn't have come here," you shot back, grinding your thigh between his, eliciting a breathy groan from his lips. "Keep talking like that and you're gonna make me think it's not worth my time to join your crew."

He smirked. "Don't worry; I'll make it worth your time."

Your tongue was rough against his as he kissed you, calloused palm running up your side before he pushed you down onto the bed. Before you even had time to breath, he was already over you, pinning you against it with his solid and muscular body. You reached down to tug at the edge of his pants, fingers trailing down his chiseled abs and nails scraping at his skin.

A low growl rumbled in his chest, his own hand already reaching down to stroke your arousal over your soaked panties. His cock was already straining as you freed it from its confines, a hungry glance passing between you as your eyes met and he snarled, claiming your lips once again.

In an instant, he was on you, your hand rubbing along his length as he slipped a finger under the fabric of your underwear. Ghosting the tip of his finger over your wet folds, he pushed up your bra with his other hand, immediately catching one of your breasts. He kneaded it roughly, your nipple rolling against his cold metal palm and sending jolts of electricity up your spine. A moan escaped your lips as he slipped one of his fingers inside you, drawing slick sounds from your arousal.

He smirked as he flicked his thumb over your clit, relishing in your cry of surprise and you glared at him indignantly. Leaving a trail of red and purple marks down your neck, he bit at your throat and left open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, lipstick smearing against your skin.

You mewled as he touched you, heat already pooling between your legs, nails lightly dragging along the shaft of his erection, making him growl before coming back to your lips for more.

Almost desperately, he grabbed your hips and rolled you over onto your front before rubbing his cock against the back of your panties, pre-cum leaking all over the lacy fabric. He grit his teeth at the sensation, a groan falling from him as he used one hand to press you down into the sheets. You felt him throb against your ass, his hand giving it an appreciative grab before he began gnawing up your spine. Breathlessly, you gasped, shaking your hips against his member as you arched into the mattress.

One of his hands dived between you and the bed, running up your stomach and between your breasts. It came to wrap around your neck, pulling you to your knees against him. You whimpered as you felt his hot chest against your back, his hand on your neck just barely digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. Roughly, he gripped your jaw, turning you to him for another kiss, his teeth dragging over your bottom lip before biting into it and drawing blood.

You shuddered as he drew his tongue along the injury, the taste of blood strong as he dragged his teeth to the end of your jawbone and you looked back at him with lust-filled eyes. Noticing your gaze, he smirked, the nails of his other hand scraping down the small of your back. "Is this what you want, darlin'?" he asked, trying to mock you but failing, voice straining with arousal and gaze impatient. His hard cock came to rub against the bare flesh of your ass almost teasingly as he slid your lacy panties down your thighs. "You'll get it soon enough," he breathed quietly, but you weren't really sure if he was saying it more to you or to himself -- a question that was quickly pushed from your mind as you felt him ghost another finger over your dripping heat.

Once again, his fingers pushed into your arousal -- two, then three -- your pussy straining against them as he pumped them in and out of you. He grinned at the lewd sounds coming from your opening, the moans spilling from your lips spurring him onward. Overflowing with desire, he sank his teeth into the nape of your neck, revelling in the sweet taste of your blood on his tongue and the way it ran down your skin to dye it a deep scarlet.

Eventually, he removed his fingers, growling when he felt one of your hands run over his cock, guiding it so that the shaft slipped just above your opening. The grunt that escaped his lips as you ground against him was low and dangerous, the nails of the hand that was teasing you digging into your hip. He looked at you through narrowed eyes, a warning etched into his gaze, but he gave you no time to heed it before slamming you down onto his cock.

A strangled cry escaped you as he plunged himself into you all at once, his pace violent from the start. He groaned into your neck as he pushed you back down onto the mattress with him, the tightness of your pussy around him making him grit his teeth.

You moaned into the sheets, moving one of your hands down to rub tight circles around your clit in time with his thrusts. His grasp on you tightened as his pace increased, the hand on your neck creating red welts on your skin and grazing over your collarbone.

Countless moans spilled from your lips, cries more like screams leaving you when he adjusted the angle of his thrusts to hit you deeper, his cock hitting your g-spot dead-on every time. Your release was building quickly, the fire shooting through your veins threatening to scorch you even more with each roll of your hips against his. "Kid...!" you cried out, head thrown back with pleasure, his teeth nibbling at your neck. "I-I'm going to...!"

He smirked, giving a particularly hard thrust and relishing in the sound it drew from your lips. His nails leaving bright red crescents on your skin, he slammed you down onto him even hard than before, pace feverish as he tried to coax your orgasm from you, his own following close behind. "Kid...! Fuck~...!"

Feeling your release crashing down on you, your entire body stiffened, pussy clamping down tightly on his cock as you cried his name with a breathless gasp. He hissed into your skin, continuing to fuck into you desperately as you clenched around him, chasing his high through yours. The pressure at the base of his spine pushed at him almost painfully and when he finally relented, you felt his heat burst inside you, hot cum filling you up and leaking down your thighs.

He groaned as his high subsided, slowly dragging your walls over the shaft of his cock to prolong and ride out the last waves of pleasure before finally stilling inside you.

"That...was one hell of an invitation," you said with a breathless laugh, grinning up at him.

"Did you think that was all, darlin'?" Smirking, he pressed you back onto the mattress, pulling out before turning you over and rubbing his length over your clit, nuzzling against your neck. "'Cause I'm just starting to make it worth your time."

You chuckled, running your hands over his chest. In one smooth movement, you flipped him onto his back, straddling him, bare arousal grinding down on his. "That's good then. Because I have yet to accept it, Captain."