"Then what's Charon."
"The thing on my dog tags. My brainwashed title. The submissive ferry man delivering the dead to the underworld. Or delivering the soldiers to Alaska. Keeping them alive from attack."
"Oh."
Charon shrugged as he began to crawl on top of her, kissing each curve he went past."
Janet pulled her lips towards his feriously.
When she pulled back to breath she spoke.

"You have to tell me your full story."
"Theres something you can live for tomorrow."
" Deal !" she bellowed. Then gasped as Charons tongue had found its way to her slit.
He gave her long lengthy licks while working his fingers inside her.
Janet writhed underneath him as he bit and tugged at her clit.
"Please Charon."
He groaned into her.
"Fuck me please."
He brought his head up to hers. "You want this ?"
"More than anything ?"
He smiled and brushed the hair from her face.
"Don't I get pleasure ?" he mocked.

"Theres something you can live for tomorrow !"
His loud laugh echoed the room and he pulled Janet closer into him.
"Smoothskin." he groaned as he felt her wetness against him.
"Mmm?" she mumbled.
Janet didn't get a response as he quickly pushed his length into her.
Janet felt a burn as his huge length filled her but as he thrusted it changed to pleasure, a warm deep pleasure.
She moaned into his shoulder.
"Why are you being quiet ?" he smirked.

She gave him a weak smile as he continued to pound into her. She clutched on his shoulders and pushed her head back against the mattress.
"Fuck !" she moaned.

Charon had stamina she couldn't match and before long she was screaming loudly underneath him.
"I'm gonna.."
"Good" he groaned into her neck. He picked up the pace and soon a warm dampness touched the sheets and she clenched around him.
"We can stop if you're ..."
"NO !" Janet panted " keep going. Please."
"As you say mistress."
She scowled up at him and enjoyed the view. Rough and exposed muscle glistening with sweat and his shoulders looming over her.
What a set of shoulders.
"Enjoying the view ?"
She nodded vicariously and with a new burst of energy she began slapping her hips against his and wrapped one leg around his waist.

The new move brought him deeper and he groaned as he gradually began to lose himself.
" I'll pull out."
"Don't you are."
Charon watched her with thought then nodded to close to coming to form words.
His thrusts slowed down but were pushed in harder, deeper.
"Charon !" Janet screamed as she came undone again.

The tightness around him was the final straw and he spilled within her with a hush of excercison.
Both lay gasping and Charon laid back.
He pulled her into him both temporary forgetting about the doom and battle of the morning.

Both fell asleep quickly. Janet appreciating his warmth and familiar smell. Charon wondering how he got the woman that he previously pined for.

This was something he could get use to quicker than standing in a corner.