A Peculiar Bounty (Harry Potter/Metroid) (Patreon)

Poll Winner

Themes: Rough Sex, Fucked Silly, Dom/Sub

Summary: The Galactic Federation sends Samus to apprehend a dangerous criminal... though they can't seem to give her much information about what he did wrong. Needless to say, the beautiful blonde ends up thoroughly trounced by the magic bounty hunter she's been sent to capture. He doesn't hold the attempt against her though, and upon realizing he's a chivalrous sort, Samus decides that she'll take him for a ride on the way to their destination.

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Samus Aran was not used to being so helpless. Nor was the Galaxy-renowned Bounty Hunter used to being caught flat-footed. But then, if she didn’t want to end up in the situation she found herself in now, the blonde supposed she should have pressed a little harder when the Galactic Federation came to her with this job.

From the very beginning, the bounty had stunk to high heaven. Not enough intel, on either the target’s abilities or even what the hell he’d done wrong. Only now was Samus getting a better idea of just who she’d been sent up against. Either the Federation wanted her to die, or they were getting desperate for some reason.

Either way, Harry Potter had positively trounced her when she’d finally tracked him down and tried to take him in. The seemingly young man with too-old emerald eyes had even given her a chance to back off. Clad in an old-looking duster, he hadn’t looked like much. Samus had been wearing her armor, and she’d given him a chance to surrender in return before attacking.

Needless to say, whatever technology he had under that duster of his, it was so far beyond her own that it wasn’t even funny. Samus had been properly taken down before she could even register that the fight was over and knocked unconscious as well for good measure.

That should have been the death of her, truth be told. The station that Samus had tracked Harry to… it wasn’t a nice place. Pirates and mercenaries and slavers, oh my. Just to get on board, Samus had had to leave her ship parked somewhere safe so she could infiltrate via another ship. Getting knocked unconscious on such a station was effectively a death sentence, if the man who she’d been sent to capture didn’t kill her first.

But no, Harry Potter hadn’t killed her… nor had he left her to die. Or possibly a fate worse than death, depending on who might have found her. Instead, he’d taken her with him, brought her on board his ship. And while Samus HAD woken up in a cell in nothing but her Zero Suit, her armor and weapons tucked away, she hadn’t been restrained… and he’d even let her out once he had her word she wouldn’t cause trouble.

In the days since, Samus had developed a better understanding of just who she’d been sent against. Whoever Harry Potter really was, he was indeed dangerous… but only to those who sought to control him, who sought to take from him. Whatever tech he had that let him do the things he did, someone in the Galactic Federation wanted it. And they’d manipulated her into going after him, when as far as Harry was concerned, he’d done nothing wrong.

Now, Samus hadn’t taken that at face value or anything like that. But she considered herself a good judge of character. A couple of days on board the man’s ship had shown her that Harry was the chivalrous, old-fashioned sort. He was the kind of man who, once he found out she was a woman, couldn’t leave her behind. It went against his morals.

Yes… Samus wasn’t used to being hopeless. But honestly, under the right circumstances she kind of liked it…

Entering the dining area of Harry’s ship, the gorgeous blonde finds her quarry sitting at one end of the table already, eating breakfast. There’s a plate of food at the other end as well, clearly meant for her, so Samus sits down and digs in. After a few bites of the surprisingly tasty fare (space food usually wasn’t this good), Samus broaches the subject.

“I’m surprised you haven’t done anything with me yet, Captain Potter. I’m used to being leered at by the scum of the galaxy. I would expect the Federation’s Most Wanted to be more interested. Am I not your type?”

Obviously, she knows better than to think he’d actually rape her. She makes sure her tone is teasing enough that Harry understands she’s mostly joking. At the same time, she’s probing, just to check…

Glancing up from his own meal, the green-eyed man looks at her for a long moment, his gaze flicking up and down her body, focusing on her… assets.

“I’ll admit, I don’t gravitate towards blondes very often. Red heads and brunettes catch my eye the most. But there’s certainly nothing wrong with you, Ms. Aran.”

Grinning slightly, Samus tilts her head in acknowledgment of his simple appreciation. Then, she leans forward, pushing her tits together a bit more in the Zero Suit as she crosses her arms on the table in front of her.

“Then why not take me for a spin, huh? We’ve got all the time in the world until we reach our destination.”

As Harry had told it, he wasn’t planning on ‘keeping’ her or anything like that. He had even promised to give her back her equipment, once he reached the next inhabited planet. He was going to drop her and her stuff off, and then continue on his way. Samus… Samus had to admit, she wasn’t looking to capture him anymore, so that didn’t bother her too much. On the other hand, it would suck if Harry was ‘the one who got away’ in two different ways when they finally parted from one another.

“… I’m not sure what you take me for, Ms. Aran, but a fool I am not. Behave and we won’t have any problems. Keep this up, and I’ll lock you back in the brig.”

Giggling, feeling almost giddy with a sense that she really had nothing to lose here… after all, Harry was too much of a gentleman, and she could SEE the interest in him in spite of his words, Samus leans forward a bit further. Her eyes twinkle as she hums consideringly.

“Is that what you like, sir? For your women to behave? If you’re worried I’ll try something, you could always restrain me. I wouldn’t mind.”

Normally, she wouldn’t be acting so… off. She was a bounty hunter first and a woman second, always had been. But Harry was pushing all of her buttons, and some she didn’t even know she had. It was more than just a need to balance the scales after she attacked him and he in turn saved her from whatever the brigands on that station might have done to her unconscious body. She was undeniably curious about him as well. And… he was quite handsome, she had to admit. The air of mystery about him only added to her interest.

“Do be careful what you wish for, Ms. Aran…”

Never one to back down, that much at least is unchanged, Samus’ eyes flash as she grins cheekily.

“Or what? You’ll punish me?”

The next thing she knows, she is in fact restrained. To Samus’ mild surprise and slight bewilderment, it’s… incredibly old-fashioned rope that rockets out of nowhere and wraps around her body. Curving over her curves and the form-fitting Zero suit, the rope restrains her in an instant, leaving Samus to gasp as Harry slowly rises from his chair.

With a flick of his fingers, the rope lifts her up as well, and Samus finds herself on her feet and stumbling as the great length of rope slithers this way and that over her body, changing up her restrained position until her arms are behind her back and forced into a clasped position, her tits jutting out in his direction as she finds herself finally getting close to the man she was sent to capture. She’s mere feet away from him now, and he’s looking at her curiously, almost… concerned.

“Are you sure about this?”

Samus recognizes it for what it is. He’s making sure she’s not just all talk, all false bravado. He’s just shown her once again that he can disable and restrain her in an instant, almost like magic. He’s giving her one last chance to back out, just in case she WAS trying to make another play for the bounty on his head, after showing her how bad an idea going about it via seduction would be.

It’s incredibly generous of him, Samus has to admit… and she takes great relish in giving him a hooded, coy smile as she bats her eyelashes at him.

“Show me what you’ve got… sir.”

With a growl, the green-eyed man is upon her in a second. Samus gasps as she’s unceremoniously bent over the dining table and-

SMACK!

“A-Ah!”

His hand comes down on the seat of her Zero Suit with no mercy, no hesitation. He spanks her firm ass through her jumpsuit and Samus gasps louder, starting to pant. Then, he does it again.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

And again and again. The blonde bounty hunter squirms, blushing a little at the punishing treatment. She’s never been spanked before, truth be told. But… she doesn’t mind it all that much.

“You’re a naughty wench, aren’t you Ms. Aran?”

“Mm, yes sir~ I need to be taught a lesson about going after bounties above my pay grade, sir~”

Snorting derisively, Harry ceases spanking her and begins to massage her ass cheeks instead. To her shock and bemusement, where he touches… the Zero Suit begins to fade away, almost as if it’s dissolving. She opens her mouth to tell him where the zipper is, but by then it’s too late. Her entire crotch is bared, and she can feel the recycled air of the ship across her naughtier bits. A shiver runs down Samus’ spine at the display of power, of advanced technology.

Harry grips and squeezes one of her bared ass cheeks directly, even as he leans in close, hot air breathing across her earlobe.

“In all fairness, Ms. Aran… I’m pretty much above everyone’s pay grade in this galaxy.”

Samus jolts at that new information, but before she can question him further, he’s moving into position behind her and gripping her by her hips. When she feels a thick, bulbous cockhead against her slit a moment later, Samus holds her tongue. As interesting as what he just said is, she doesn’t want to ruin the moment.

And ruin the moment she doesn’t, as Harry thrusts into her a moment later and the blonde bounty hunter lets out a gurgling moan as she’s split from behind by one of the biggest cocks she’s ever encountered, let alone experienced. A shudder runs through the gorgeous femme fatale’s body once again, and her legs instinctively spread a bit further.

She’s still restrained, the rope locking her arms behind her back and wrapping around her tits, squeezing them harshly through the Zero Suit. Her nipples are rock hard at the moment and rubbing against the inside of her suit as he pushes her face down into the table, smashing her tits at the same time.

As much of a gentleman as Harry is, once he’s inside of her, he becomes a bit of an animal. He fucks her hard and fast, but Samus doesn’t mind, not one bit. In truth, it’s just the way she likes it, his cock driving deep into her clenching quim as he treats her roughly. She’s never enjoyed men who thought to treat her like a fragile bit of porcelain, no matter how big they were in the dick department. Thankfully, Harry seems to understand exactly what Samus needs, and he gives it to her, no holds barred, no questions asked, fucking her from behind with deep, powerful strokes that drive her absolutely wild.

When his hand comes up and grabs hold of her blonde ponytail and begins pulling it, that’s when Samus loses it entirely. Letting out a hoarse moan, she cums on Harry’s cock, and once she starts it’s hard to stop, because he doesn’t even pause. He just keeps fucking her convulsing cunt, his member raw and thick as it pistons in and out of her hard and fast. All the while, he’s pulling her hair, and Samus is losing her mind, eyes rolling around in her head, tongue lolling out of her mouth.

Their flesh slaps together for what feels like an eternity, but in the end, Harry lets out a grunt… and fills her with his seed. The creampie sends Samus over the edge as well, and she cums HARD for him one final time before they both come to a stop, panting heavily as they come down from their respective pleasure highs.

And yet… Samus can feel it. His cock inside of her, it’s not getting softer, nor smaller. It’s twitching, throbbing, even after unloading in her. And so, the moment Harry pulls out of her, Samus spins around, dropping to her knees as she captures his erection in her mouth and begins to suck it enthusiastically before he can turn away.

Emerald eyes stare down at her, and Samus looks right back up at them as she begins to slurp up and down his shaft, cleaning it of both their juices. Her eyes twinkle with mischief as she swallows him whole, only to pull back and swirl her tongue around his cockhead. Restrained she might be, helpless and hopeless… but that doesn’t mean she can’t show him she wants more, in her own way.

Of course, if Samus has her way, she’s going to find out more about Harry than just how good he is at sex. Not for the Federation, not so she can capture him in and turn him in for the bounty, but for her own curiosity. Something about Harry Potter just doesn’t make sense. The way he talks, it’s like he’s an alien from outside of this galaxy. Which… might explain the incredibly advanced technology.

One thing’s for sure, Samus isn’t going to just let him get rid of her before she’s had her fill of both knowledge… and his big fat cock.