St. Crispin's Day Society [Mature audiences]
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Celebrating in a quiet get-away on New Year's Eve, Napoleon Solo tells April Dancer how his involvement with a tantrika ended his relationship with Clara. Mature/sexual situations.
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- Part 54 of The St. Crispin's Day Society
- Part 1 of St. Crispin's Day Society [Mature audiences]
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It's always dangerous to get in bed with a black widow spider.
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- Part 2 of St. Crispin's Day Society [Mature audiences]
- Part 17 of The St. Crispin's Day Society
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A sequel to "Romancing the Spider." Angelique has a very special and unusual request for Napoleon.
Against his better judgment, Solo now sat back to consider her request as soberly as possible with several drinks and a half bottle of wine in him. He could just hear Illya’s words echoing in his head from around the time of his last rendezvous with Angelique:
"You do know that the female mantis bites the head off her mate during copulation, don’t you?"
"And what does this etymology lesson have to do with me?"
"Just be careful that you don’t return headless as well as tieless, my friend."Series
- Part 3 of St. Crispin's Day Society [Mature audiences]
- Part 23 of The St. Crispin's Day Society
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- English
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This entry comes from Intercourse, an x-rated MFU zine so be forewarned: there’s a lot of sex. However, all is not what it appears to be and there are also some twists and turns in the story.
Illya recalls that he and Napoleon shared a rather singular night in Morocco:
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“Did he say pleasure slaves?” I asked in English as the servant girl, with a lighted torch in hand, led us down the corridors. Every so often, tucked in corners and around passageways, we caught a glimpse of heavily armed guards. The kasbah was cool, even chilly. Though it was high summer, in this particular region the heat dissipated and the temperature dropped as soon as the sun went down.“He did indeed,” Napoleon confirmed, looking inscrutable. I couldn’t tell whether he was pleased at the prospect or not. I know I wasn’t.
“How do you get us into these situations?” I asked, exasperated.
“Me? What did I do?”
“You just had to compliment that girl.”
Napoleon shrugged. “She was attractive, and she looked like she was having a bad day.”
“She’s a slave, Napoleon. Every day’s a bad day.”Series
- Part 4 of St. Crispin's Day Society [Mature audiences]
- Part 48 of The St. Crispin's Day Society