Jenny stumbled into the room cursing to herself. "No, no, no, no, no, no. This isn't possible."

She turned on the spot and examined the room, but it was still just her small and barren brig with exactly zero places that he could hide. She felt her heart racing knowing that she was going to be blamed for this and ultimately be ejected into space, but this simply wasn't possible. It wasn't fair.

She stood there momentarily staring dumbfounded at the two cells. The first was completely empty while the second contained a pile of empty shackles that was laying piled on the bed.

Her mind was now racing, thinking of a million different plausible reasons how this could possibly be not her fault, but every scenario she played in her head always came back to her being at fault. She knew that no matter how this played out, she was screwed.

She turned to leave, but paused staring at the closed gray, metal door wondering what she was going to do next. Would she run to the Commander and let him know that his prisoner had escaped? Maybe the guards would be blamed? But no, she had passed one of guards standing watch at a closet and said nothing. She had known that he was supposed to be somewhere else and done nothing.

She cursed and ran her fingers through her hair.

Maybe the Commander would never find out. She shook her head that was just stupid. Killing the Commander and his ghouls would be easier, but a wee bit cold blooded, though she pondered the idea far longer than she otherwise should have. She was now pacing back and forth in the room trying to come up with a plan. She needed a plan.

She could blow the decompression chamber to the brig and jettison it into space. She shook her head. That would likely only buy her a few hours before the shit hit the fan. She needed help, and she needed it now.

She ran to the door and poked her head out. The coast was still clear. Her foot was nearly out the door, when she heard the soft clinking sounds of metal being dragged across metal and paused, her heart pounding in her chest so hard that she thought it was about to explode.

"You were supposed to open the door to this cell," said a low, husky voice from behind her, as if the words he spoke in Common were rough on his throat.

She turned expecting him to jump out from... somewhere? Her brow furrowed in confusion. And then she saw him materialize in the cell where she had originally locked him in. Coming to sit upright on his bed as though nothing in-ordinary had just transpired. It's not that he had escaped, but he could disappear at will, or at the very least blend into his surroundings. She'd been so filled with panic she hadn't realized the area just above his cot had been distorted as his body blended into the background.

She quickly shut the outer door and came back into the middle of the room, her head cocked to the side as her eyes ran the length of his body. For the first time she was looking at him not as a piece of meat to sate her carnal desires, but trying to figure out his species, though she couldn't stop the random thoughts of them in bed together from flooding into her mind. She really hoped he wasn't a mind reader.

"I wasn't aware that you could do that," Jenny said, admiring his face as her heart began to slow down just enough so she didn't feel like she was going to have a heart attack. "I'm not very familiar with your species," she said, taking a few steps closer to his cell. "And I've been everywhere. I've traveled to every habitable planet in the outer six systems and I don't think I've come across anything quite as spectacular as you...." She trailed off, blushing as she realized she was just about gushing over him. But how could she not? He was perfect and screamed a mixture of strength and sex that she found irresistible.

She stood transfixed on the spot staring at his breathtaking smile. It took her a moment before she realized that she was staring longingly at his face.

He took in a deep breath, and his nose twitched, as if he was smelling something pleasant in the air, as a sly grin appeared on his face. "You have no idea who I am, do you?"

Jenny grinned and raise her eyebrow, "Do you have any idea who I am?"

She could hear how nervous she sounded. There was something about him that felt threatening, as though she should run and lock herself in her room for the rest of the voyage, and yet she stood fast. Her breath was coming fast and shallow.

The sudden thought came over her that the locked door would likely do little to stop him from getting what he wanted.

"Are you a gambler, Captain?" He grinned, and Jenny could feel her knees go weak.

"I've been known to lose my shirt from time to time," said Jenny, pausing only after realizing what she had said. She shook her head. "Yes, I suppose I am."

"What do you say to a little wager?" There was something about his voice at that moment that had turned her into putty. His voice was like liquid sex that ran down her spine making her shiver.

Jenny let out a soft laugh as she crossing her arms, resting her elbows on the bar of his cell. It was stupid, she knew that he strong and powerful, despite not knowing what he was truly capable of, but she threw caution into the wind and smugly replied, "You have nothing I want."

But as soon as she had said it, she knew it wasn't true. And to make matters worse, she could see it in his eyes: he knew she was a liar.

"I bet that's not true," he said mocking her. His words rolling off his tongue like silk and wrapping themselves around her.

She hesitated as she stood staring at his rippling chest; imagining those strong arms, luscious lips, and his powerful legs wrapping themselves around her.

"Prove it." She challenged him.

He slowly got to his feet, and as he did, he slowly pulled off his shirt. The chains that bound him clanged loudly as they fell upon the floor, but Jenny suddenly no longer cared that he was unbound, nor did she care that he was dangerously close to her; that at any moment he could reach out and take her any moment he wanted.

She bit her lip as her eyes hungered for his body. She wanted to touch him, and he seemed to know it as he slowly approached the cell bars. As if her hands had a mind of their own, they reached out toward his stomach and her fingers trace his rippling muscles, feeling his hot skin ripple at her touch in a way she'd never experienced before. She soon found herself exploring his chest and his broad shoulders. Her hand skimmed over his warm, tantalizing flesh.

It was only when she realized he was affectionately caressing her cheek that she paused and looked up into his face. He had a roguish grin as he stared down at her and she awkwardly stumbled away from the cell and turned to run. But his voice caught and held her in place.

"Stay."

It was impossible to ignore the order in his voice. Slowly, she turned around to face him. Her eyes locked with his, and she was certain that he was staring deep into her soul, reading each and every seedy thought and dirty position that was rolling around in her head.

"What do you want?" She was now decidedly avoiding his gaze, though her eyes betrayed her as they darted to his hips, wondering what he looked like under his pants.

"I want you to let me out of this cell and fulfill your every desire." He said without hesitation as they continued to stare at each other. He looked at her as if all he could think of was just the two of them together forever. She smiled awkwardly.

"How do I know you wont just run out of here the moment I open the door?" she asked, her breath quickening as she asked herself if she was seriously considering doing what he asked.

"You have my word," he said bowing his head.

Jenny smiled and let out a soft laugh, "Yes? And what's that worth? The promise of a criminal?"

He clamped his hand to his chest. "Your words wound me. I'm not just any criminal Jenny, the Commander claims I'm one of the Intergalactic Police force's most wanted pirates."

A tingling sensation ran through her body as he said her name. Her heart was now fluttering madly in her chest.

"That's Captain Jenny to you," she said blushing deliriously. Her hand automatically went to the control panel as her mind was feeling flush with the single driving thought: Mine. Before she realized what she was happening, the cell bars on his door were sliding along their rails and she stumbled away from him. Her chest was heaving with every breath she took.

Jenny watched with mixed horror and baited anticipation as the brig's bars slid open and the pirate made her respond so strangely stepped out of his prison free of shackles. He flexed his arms and smiled at her. Jenny backed up, trying to think of how she could possibly salvage the situation, but instead of rushing for the door, he stalked her across the room until he cornered her against the back wall.

Jenny felt his fingers slowly slide down her stomach.

"Wait... what are you doing?" she said in a panic.

"Tell me again I have nothing you want," he leaned over her to whisper into her ear, "and I'll stop."

He reached down and slid his fingers down over her pants until they were between her thighs, pleasuring her deeply. A rush of tingling flooded her body, just feeling the way his fingers were caressing her, playing with her, working her. He was amazing, and she couldn't have told him to stop even if she had wanted to.

Jenny gasped as he leaned down, capturing her lips with his. Together their lips locked, as her tongue explored his, and she discovered he had a forked tongue, which made her whole body come alive as his thick tongue dueled with hers, caressing her mouth.

He was hot against her and she grasped at his shoulders, feeling how much more powerful than he was. He reached out with one hand and grabbed her hand, linking their fingers together even as his other hand roughly pulled her pants down, exposing her throbbing nether regions to his questing fingers.

As he drew a hot finger against her clit, he rained little kisses along her cheek bones. "I can smell you, you know." He took a deep breath. "I've been able to smell you since I came on board."

She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to him.

"And now I think I need to taste you."

She was only half conscious of what he was doing, completely unable to stop him as he slid down her body until he was kneeling in front of her. He quickly pushed her pants down to her boots and she just stood there and let him.

With her eyes glazed she looked down at him and reached out to caress his short fuzzy hair. He spread her legs, and she felt his tongue move against her, the two halves each caressing the sides of her clit.

She cried out in pleasure and reached behind her to grab at the wall to stabilize herself as he gripped her ass and pulled her tightly against his mouth.

"You're even more delicious than I dreamed." He said, as he pulled away for a moment to look at his feast. Gently, he plunged a finger into her pussy.

"Oh God, you're amazing." Jenny cried. He was hot and his fingers were much, much larger than a human's. She worked herself up and down on his finger and she could her him chuckling down in front of her but she didn't care. He was about to give her a spectacular orgasm and at that moment, all she cared about was getting off.

He leaned over and began licking her again with that amazing forked tongue of his and she gripped his hair tightly, holding him against her.

As he started working a second finger into her while she rode his hand he sucked her clit into his mouth and she came.

Loudly.

Thrusting herself against his mouth she gripped his hair tightly while he pumped two of his large, hot fingers into her. Slowly she calmed down and realized what she had just done.

If he was to be believed, he was one of the most wanted space pirates in the galaxy.

And she had just released him from her own brig so that she could have a mind-blowing orgasm on his fingers.

She leaned her head against the wall, breathing heavily.

"I don't even know your name." She said, feeling like she had just lost her mind.

He whispered something but she couldn't hear him with her heart pounding in her ears. She looked down and saw him kneeling in front of her with a loving look in his eyes. And she realized he still had his fingers inside her. They twitched, making her gasp and close her eyes. She was so ready to go again.

"I can't believe I just did that." She said, trying to push away from him so she could reclaim her mind.

He grinned and let her pull away. As she bent to pull up her pants while keeping one eye on her sexual tormenter, he put his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean.

"I have that affect on women."

"Wait, you've done this before?" she asked, slightly ashamed at how easily he had taken advantage of her. But she already knew the answer. "Of course you have. How many others are there?"

"I but tease you, y'calla. There is only you." He swore, planting another hard kiss against her lips.