Memories of the Body

TITLE: Memories of the Body
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Seth/Ming
NOTE: I'm almost always at a loss when it comes to the names of various forms of clothes. With Ming it's even worse. Seriously, I have no idea what it is she's supposed to be wearing. So I just guessed at it, as I usually do.


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Ming didn't know what to think, which wasn't all that surprising. She'd been suffering from that a lot lately. Currently, she didn't know what to think about Seth. The woman claimed to know her, which somehow rang true to her even if she didn't know why. It was a curious sensation. She couldn't honestly say she was at ease around the tanned woman, but she got a sense of familiarity whenever she was near. Not to mention a number of... other reactions that really weren't too surprising in the presence of an attractive woman, though their severity worried her.

When the group stopped for the night at a small inn in an unmemorable town, Ming decided to see if she could find out what Seth had meant to her. Waving Jansen away, she walked to the table where the supposed former pirate seemed to be enjoying a meal of meat, beer and a few specks of green that might have been impoverished vegetables.

"Seth, can we talk?" Ming asked, trying to be as inobtrusive as possible.

Seth looked up and smiled. Ming really wished she hadn't. It made her feel so... difficult.

"Sure, sit down," the blue-haired woman replied.

"I'd prefer it if we could talk in private if it's all the same with you," Ming said.

Seth gave her a look that went on just a little too long for comfort. "Yeah sure," she said finally. "You head on up, I'll be right there."

"Thank you."

Ming turned away and headed up the stairs to the small bedroom, quaintly decorated with wood. She sat down on one of the room's two beds and instantly realised her mistake. She felt a rush of... not memory, not exactly. But she'd just talked to Seth and now she was on a bed and her body seemed to know exactly what that meant. Ming adjusted some of her clothes in an effort to become a bit more comfortable. It didn't really work.

The door opened and Seth strode inside. She sat down on the opposite bed, crossed her legs and looked at her with an expression of keen interest.

"So, what'd you want to talk about?"

"Us," Ming said. "You make claims of knowing me."

"Well, not exactly," Seth said. "I just... I know I know you, but I don't... you know... know you. It's the memory loss thing."

"I quite understand," Ming replied. "However, you've never hidden the fact that you used to be a pirate. I'm a Queen. How could we ever have associated?"

"Don't know," Seth shrugged. "Maybe you were part of my crew before you get elevated somehow. Maybe I was just a subject until I ran away to sea."

"Why would I ever leave you?" Ming said. Then, once she'd heard what she'd actually said, added, "We're both Immortals after all. It would make sense for us to stick together as they say."

Seth grinned. "Wouldn't know about that. We probably had our reasons."

"Do you have any proof, though?" Ming asked.

"Of what?"

"Of our association in the past, whatever it might be."

"Tough question," Seth said. "I could regale you with tales of how we sailed the seas together but since you wouldn't remember any of it it wouldn't exactly count as proof, would it?"

"Have we?" Ming asked.

"Have we what?"

"Sailed the seas?"

"Don't know. Maybe. My memory's got almost as much holes in it as yours, remember?" Seth said. "But..."

"Something wrong?" Ming asked when she noticed the sudden intensity in Seth's stare.

"Can't be," the woman muttered.

"What can't?" Ming asked.

Seth waved an armoured hand. "Never mind. I just had the feeling that... but there's no way."

"Please tell me," Ming said. "If only to confirm that there really is no way."

"I'd rather not," Seth said. "You'd freak out."

"I think my circumstances are unique enough that I'll be able to accept pretty much anything at this point," Ming said.

Seth shrugged. "Suit yourself. I just had the weirdest feeling that you've got a dick."

Ming suddenly went very still, as though Seth's casual words shut down her mind and, as they passed through her, the rest of her pale body as well. Though unfortunately, not all of her body.

"How did you know?" she whispered.

Seth blinked. "Wait, you really do?"

Ming nodded. "For as long as I can remember. Which might not be the best turn of phrase right now, but still."

"That's... weird," Seth said. "Anyway, I didn't really know, I just felt like I knew, you know? Thought I was just projecting, to be honest."

"What do you mean by that?" Ming asked.

"Well, since I revealed your big secret, might as well reveal mine," Seth said. She sighed. "I've got a dick too."

Ming felt a heat flashing through her body. "You do?" she asked, her voice hardly trembling at all.

"Yep. For as long as I can remember too. Think it's a side-effect of the immortality thing?"

"I suppose we could ask Sarah," Ming said with a faint smile.

"Yeah, or maybe Kaim," Seth grinned. "Anyways, aren't you uncomfortable?"

"Excuse me?" Ming asked.

"Your clothes," Seth said. "Not exactly designed to hide a cock, you know."

"Oh, you just... tuck it in," Ming said as airily as she could manage. "And try not to become aroused."

"Should be easy enough if you're around that general guy all day," Seth said. "What was his name again?"

"Kakanas," Ming said. "And yes, it was quite easy to not become excited around him."

"How 'bout now?"

The question came too quickly for Ming and the queen could see the faint triumph in Seth's eyes.

"It is somewhat more difficult, I'll admit," she managed.

Seth smiled. "Well, don't make yourself uncomfortable on my account."

Ming looked at her, conflicting thoughts running through her head. The most prominent one was that, perhaps, once upon a time, they really had been lovers. How else could she explain the reactions of her own body whenever she was close to the woman? Or the curious sense of closeness between them? For that matter, how else could Seth know about her... unusual anatomy?

But that was then, if it had happened at all, and this was now. Did she really want them to become lovers and walk down a familiar path she didn't know at all?

Well... why not? After all, it could not be denied that Seth awoke some powerful feelings in her. Good or bad, perhaps the woman could help in unlocking her past. Of course, the fact that she was both attractive and apparantly similar to her in a number of ways didn't hurt either.

Ming rose, unbuckled her blue dress and, with some difficulty, pulled off her briefs. Her pale member flopped free and she had to admit it felt good to have it out in the air again. Especially since, though it wasn't exactly hard, it could not be said to be soft and flaccid.

Seth whistled. "You're a lot bolder than I gave you credit for."

Ming sat down and crossed her legs. "I have a feeling it's nothing you've not seen before."

"You're probably right."

With one fluid movement, Seth got to her feet and began unlacing her yellow dress.

"What are you doing?" Ming asked.

"Well, it wouldn't feel right if you're the only exposed here."

Seth's dress fell to the floor and she casually kicked it into a corner. She hadn't been wearing anything underneath and the tanned pirate stood before her functionally naked. Naked and glorious. Ming couldn't deny the sight of the woman's shapely breasts or hard cock aroused her and she felt her own member twitch happily and harden noticeably.

Seth sat down again, but rather than crossing her legs in order to make a pretense at modesty she spread them in obscene invitation.

"Much better don't you think?" she said.

"Quite," Ming said.

The Numaran queen swallowed hard as she watched Seth's armoured hand moving to her rigid shaft and slowly stroking it up and down.

"Do you... really intend to go that far?" Ming breathed.

Seth grinned. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"No," Ming admitted.

Seth's back arched and the sound coming from her lips could only be described as a purr. "That's good," she said. "Wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

Ming didn't know how long she watched Seth's hand move slowly up and down her dark shaft. The sight was... mesmerising. Amongst other things. Ming could feel her own member, now thick and rigid with arousal, pressing hotly against her stomach and she fought against the impulse to follow Seth's example even though she couldn't of a reason why not to. Then she looked up into Seth's smiling face and twinkling eyes and found a perfect reason.

"Are you certain you wish to do that on your own?" she asked.

"Why? You offering?" Seth said without bothering to pause her soft stroking.

"Only if you find me... acceptable," Ming said as she uncrossed her legs.

Grinning, Seth got off her bed and Ming suddenly found her standing over her, tracing her cheek with a finger that had until just recently been wrapped around her cock.

"Thought you'd never ask," she whispered.

Before Ming could reply Seth leaned in and her lips touched hers. Seth had been a pirate and yet her lips were impossibly soft and her kiss impossibly gentle.

-----

"Nice place you got here."

Ming's footsteps echoed loudly in the dark throne room as she approached the figure lounging casually on her throne.

"Seth?"

The woman on the throne smiled. "Nice to see you haven't forgotten me."

"How could I? You're my..."

"Yes?"

She looked down. "Nothing."

"Can't say it when you're not hard, can you?" Seth said, jumping off the throne. "That's OK. I'll teach you."

-----

Ming and Seth broke apart, eyes wide with shock.

"What was that?" Seth gasped.

"You too?" Ming said. "You... remembered something?"

"Yeah," Seth said. "We were on a boat, I think, and you were... there too."

"Really?" Ming said. "I saw us in my throne room."

"Huh," said Seth. Then she grinned. "Wanna see if we can unlock some more?"

Seth pounced and Ming found herself lying on her back with the tanned woman stradling her, their cocks pressing against each other.

-----

"Look at you," Seth said. "So ashamed of yourself."

Ming kept staring at the floor and felt rather than saw Seth walking round and round her naked body. It was ridiculous. She was the Queen of Numara, yet she couldn't help but tremble like a meek little schoolgirl.

"I'd have thought you'd get over it, but no," Seth continued. "When are you gonna deal?"

She was hard too. It was disgusting and disgraceful. People saw her as some kind of gentle, beautiful woman. If only they knew about the monstrosity that lurked between her legs. If only Seth wasn't so good at arousing it.

"Well, I'm fed up with it so we're gonna try something different."

Ming looked up as she heard Seth walk away from her. She gasped when she saw the pirate throw open her wardrobe and show her the strange blue clothes that hadn't been inside it this morning. They were revealing. More than revealing. She would be lucky if she managed to cover just enough of her sizeable breasts so that she wouldn't be showing her nipples to everyone. But far worse than that was that there could simply be no way to wear that and hide her... her shame. Surely Seth didn't mean for her to-

"From now on, you're gonna be wearing this."

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Ming moaned softly as Seth began thrusting the air, using her own cock to rub hers and using her motionless cock to stimulate her own. Putting her pale hands on Seth's dark waist, Ming forced her body to begin moving in response. Part of her was content to simply remain still and let Seth hump her, but she felt the urge to rub her cock against Seth's as much she was rubbing hers against her own. She was rewarded with a loud and beautiful moan of lust coming from the pirate's lips, the sound of which sent a thrill through her body nearly as pleasurable as the one Seth's moving body gave her.

-----

It was a beautiful day and Ming could feel the sun shining on her face as she hung out the window, her large, exposed breasts swinging back and forth as Seth fucked her roughly from behind. Her mind was a lustful, incoherent mess, moans poured from her mouth in a neverending stream and her whole bucking body felt as though it explode at any moment from the pleasure.

Only one thing could pierce through her armour of lust right now. Seth's voice whispering into her ear.

"Keep the noise up and people're gonna look up and see you, Ming," she said.

"Let them," Ming panted.

"Let them?" Seth hissed with an amused edge to her voice. "You're hanging out the window getting fucked by a woman with a dick."

A loud moan tore from Ming's lip as Seth drove her cock completely within her as though to emphasize her point.

"Really, what will the people think?" Seth continued as though she hadn't just willfully driven her nearly to a climax.

"That I'm your slut," Ming managed between groans.

"My slut, eh? And is that what you are, Queen of Numara?"

"Yes."

Seth's voice lowered until it was only just barely audible. "Good answer."

And then there was only pleasure.

-----

Ming felt Seth lying down on top her and revelled in the heat of her body even though her thrusting was now a bit less effective at stimulating her cock. She didn't care, though, when Seth kissed her again. There was hardly any gentleness this time, only a pure, rampaging lust that Ming repayed in kind. She wasn't sure if her tongue was dancing or dueling with Seth's and didn't care. Only the feel of the woman's body mattered and Ming didn't care what form it took.

But even though they kissed roughly, Ming was very gentle in carefully pushing Seth's body off of hers so that were both lying on their sides, facing each other. While she kept holding her with one arm to make sure the pirate's body could never move away from hers, she let her other hand slide across that gloriously tanned skin until it reached her thick cock. As she wrapped her pale fingers around Seth's rigid member, she felt a curious stab of regret that she was still, essentially, wearing most of her clothes. She didn't know why, though, but when she felt Seth's hand close around her own shaft her small sense of regret evaporated in a beautiful haze of pleasure and lust.

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Seth groaned as she came and Ming delighted in the feel of her twitching cock in her mouth as it spilled its seed onto her tongue. Even as she climaxed, she kept sucking on the pirate's cock, her tongue dancing all around her shaft, drinking as much of her semen as she could. There was something terribly depraved about the feeling of Seth's seed coating the inside of her mouth and oozing down her throat.

Ming's perverted drink was rudely interrupted when she felt Seth grab her red hair and pulled her away. The Queen of Numara quickly closed her eyes as Seth's climaxing cock began painting her skin. A wonderful shower of semen covered her face in strands and globs and Ming was certain of Seth jerking herself off to tease more of her seed out of herself and onto her face and into her hair.

By the time Seth had finished with her there probably wasn't an inch of her delicate face that wasn't tainted with the dark woman's seed. Ming could feel it dripping down her chin and onto her breasts and every time she parted her lips thin, sticky strands of the stuff snapped and landed on her tongue.

Ming didn't need to open her eyes to know her face was a complete mess, every drop of the pirate's seed a testament to the depths to which she'd sunk. And the smile on her coated face was a testament to the love she felt swelling up within her.

"Now, what do we say?" Seth's voice came from somewhere.

"Thank you, Mistress," Ming obediently replied.

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Ming groaned as she came, leaning her whole body into Seth's jerking hand and felt the tanned woman's member convulsing in her own as she came as well. Forcing her eyes open, Ming looked into Seth's dark eyes and saw her pleasure even as she the pirate's seed landed across her hand and on the bedsheet between them where it was joined by her own.

The pale queen became aware of the fact that she hardly noticed her own climax as she watched Seth come. She could feel the flood of pleasure washing through her body, the release part of her had yearned for since Seth had asked her to undress (or perhaps since Seth had walked into her life again), her seed coaxed from her shaft by Seth's rough yet knowing fingers. But as powerful and wonderful as all those feelings were, they couldn't hold a candle to the sight of Seth's face as she came thanks to her slender fingers. She knew she'd seen that face many times before, yet she also saw it for the very first time in her life.

She also knew, somehow, that Seth felt the same way about her.

Finally spent, Ming rolled onto her back and saw Seth do the same. She sought the pirate's hand and turned her head enough to face her. Seth smiled at her. She smiled in return.

"I remember," Ming panted.

"So do I," Seth said. "Not all of it, though."

"It's the same with me," Ming said. "But I do remember enough to know that our relationship was... less than ordinary."

"You could say that again," Seth grinned. "You always had to be so in control as a Queen. I guess it was something of a relief you could give that control up once in a while. You know, just be yourself, kind of. Let yourself go. Allow your feelings to rule you for once. Something like that."

"Is that what you remember?" Ming said. "I seem to recall you teaching me to enjoy my own body. To not see it something alien and disgusting, but as something capable of giving pleasure to both myself and others. To even see it as something beautiful, perhaps. And you also taught me to take a certain delight in... depravity."

"Well, I am a pirate," Seth said.

"Quite," said Ming. "However, I cannot help but wonder. If we were to persue a relationship again would we fall into the same roles as back then?"

"Don't know," Seth grinned. "Wanna find out?"