Nemesis 3: God Bless America
Title: Nemesis 3: God Bless America
Author: onthethruway01
Genre: het, steampunk, adventure
Pairing: Yoochun x female oc
Rating: R
Length: chapter 3 of ?
Summary: Secret Service Agent Penelope Albright is having a rough go at bringing the notorious undersea pirate, Park Yoochun to justice.
A/N: just having fun combining Steampunk with K Pop.
“Don’t let him seduce you,” the words of my superior ring through my head.
The man beneath me moans in pleasure.
“No problem, boss” I told him.
If only I had known.
Park Yoochun; wanted man, enemy of the state, pirate, and badass mother fucker.
Beautiful badass mother fucker…
So here I am, Penelope Albright, agent of America’s Secret Service with my skirts hiked up, riding my nemesis like a bucking bronco.
My beautiful, exotic Asian stallion with a jet black flowing mane…
“What the Hell are you doing?” I ask myself.
He growls as his hips thrust up to meet me…
“It’s your duty, Penny. Close your eyes and think of the good old U.S. of A.”
Arms wrap around my waist and pull me in deep. Strong fingers entwine in my hair as he captures my mouth in a fiery kiss.
“For your country,” my superior’s annoying voice echoes once more in my head. “Bring this pirate to justice.”
His teeth nip at my throat; his body shudders as he bucks forward, spilling deep inside me.
He looks up at me; face flushed, full lips bruised from kissing.
His eyes; his eyes…
“That was good, wasn’t it, Penny my love.”
His voice; deep, and smooth like silk, send a shiver up and down my spine.
“I’ve had better,” I lied.
It was the best sex I had ever had.
He laughed heartily.
“Such a pretty liar,” he exclaimed as he dressed himself.
He reached for the handcuffs and smiled.
“No, they’re not necessary any more, are they Penny, my love?”
He opened the door and I followed him down the corridors of his vessel, The Dolphin; his men scurrying to and fro; the great underwater ship speeding across the ocean towards its destination.
The submarine surfaces and comes to a full stop; I grab a hold of something, but I’m not sure what.
He smirks as he takes a look through the periscope.
“All clear.”
He offers me his hand and together we exit The Dolphin.
The night sky is pocked with stars. As my eyes adjust to the dark, I recognize my surroundings.
Yoochun had somehow navigated his ship into the Thames.
“London?”
He breathed in deep.
“I’m due for a holiday. I think I’ll spend it here.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“But you are wanted by the British.”
He chuckled.
“I’m wanted by everyone, my dear.”
As we step ashore alone, The Dolphin disappears beneath the surface, leaving no trace.
“I’m famished. Let’s get something to eat.”
As we walk arm and arm down the city streets of London, I ponder my next move.
This isn’t going to be easy…