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“I’m sick of being told what I should, or shouldn’t do.” She complained, stopping at her middle button. He could see the swell of her breast, and the delicious skin that glowed from the low white light at his desk. He was getting harder as her aroused scent filled the lock room. “Do you know how many times my ex-husband told me I couldn’t do something?”
He shook his head, his eyes focused on where her fingers held her coat closed.
“It must have been a lot, because I always get this urge to do the opposite.” She said, undoing the button, she went to jerk it open.
He ran to her grabbing her hands, keeping her from opening the coat. Not looking at her, his breathing heavy he warred with himself. “Don’t.”
She tilted her head, her expression innocent. “Why? Because you’re going to eat me?” She chuckled; she removed her hands leaving him the job of holding it. “Fine, let me be honest. I don’t think you’re going to hurt me.”
He tensed.
Lifting a hand, she brushed it through his inky black hair, feeling the softness. “I don’t know anything about your past, but you don’t know much about mine.”
“It’s not the same.”
“But it is,” she argued, her eyes brightening Raijin felt the air changed. “I’m a witch, plain and simple. We deal in spells, incantations, and magic. We are the accused hand maidens of lucifer. My hands could be covered by layers and layers of spilled blood.”
Lifting her other hand, she forced his head up so that he could look into her eyes. “Will you now turn me away, now that you know that I’m a monster?”
He searched her face, letting the answer slip from between his lips. “No.”
She smiled, leaning forward she rose on her toes wrapping her arms around him. Her lips brushed his ear, “Then know I’m the same. Now, what are you going to do?” she asked breathlessly, letting her tongue flick out and lick along the rim of his ear. Drawing back, she lowered herself to her heels and looked at him.
“Jump or…”
Her trench coat was ripped open, the buttons flying. His eyes glowed as he looked down at her. Sabina gulped as her body was put on display for Raijin. He released the tattered pieces of her coat, his reached out his fingers curled into the edge of her bra.
“I warned you.” He roughly said, pulling her right bra cup down he exposed her breast. “I told you to stop.” He drew finger up the slope of her breast across her chest to the other one and pulled that cup down as well. “But you refused to listen.”
Reaching around to the back of his head, with his free hand he unbuckled his mask letting it fall to the ground, he brought his fingers from her breast to his open mouth, he sucked on them.
Pulling them out, he grabbed her right nipple. She winced, her hands landing on his upper arms.
“Do you like provoking me?” He tightened his fingers, squeezing so that she lifted her chest. Leaning in, he could hear her short panting breaths so clearly. “Jump off a cliff? There is only me, fall into me Sabina. Completely.”
He used his other hand, to stroke along her trembling stomach to the edge of her underwear, he drew his nails along it. “A monster doesn’t know mercy,” he whispered, letting his hand slip inside her underwear, his pointer finger traced the seam of her sex. “Your drooling for me. Is the inside just as slick?”
Pushing past the slick lips, he grinned in satisfaction, “like an ocean.” He circled, his finger up so that his knuckle grazed against her swollen nub.
“Ngh,” bowing her head she leaned into him, pressing her forehead into his shoulder. “ah, fuck.”
“Not yet,” he chided lowering his head, so he could lick along her neck, to her chin. She tasted like he’d imagined her to, sweet with a bitterness of chocolate just underneath. Her floral scent blooming all around him. He wanted to burry himself in it, and drench himself in her smell.
“Ah, Raijin.” She called his name with a hint of warble in her voice. He didn’t stop, rubbing against her. Her thighs widened, her hips riding his hand. She spasmed against his arms, as her breathing picked up speed. “M-more.” She moaned.
Lifting his head, he looked down into her sultry eyes, the color having darkened with desire. Her nipple peaked completely, he removed his hand cupping her head he nipped her bottom lip, “Come.” He commanded.
Her eyes widened, as her body tensed the walls of her vagina clenching. He felt the ripple, as she spilled over his hand. He bared his teeth in satisfaction, cupping her jaw he crooned. “Good girl.”
Removing his hand, he pulled back removing his shirt. Raijin felt her dazed eyes look over his body. He knew what he looked like, pure muscle carved from stone his family tattoos decorating his chest, a serpent and dragon dancing along his skin, as waves descended behind an Oni mask with dancing red blossoms. But his tattoos were different.
He watched her, walking toward him not shying away at the feel of her own slickness slipping down her thighs she pressed her soft palm against his tattoos. “These’ weren’t this color before.”
He grabbed her hand, “They are carved in an Ogre skin with his own blood, they only show when I’m feeling strong emotions.”
“They’re red.” She stated, looking up at him.
He nodded, letting go of her hand. His hands went to his pants, and he felt himself harden as she watched him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. She didn’t retreat, her eyes seemed to have regained focus as she watched him undress.
