Shark Bait, Ooh Haa Haa.

Lol, don't ask.

But this a one-shot I've made for 10th Squad 3rd Seat,
She said lemon, I'm giving lemon... get ready.

She's a pretty cool girl. Just sayin.

[I do not own any KHR characters]
the concept of Petra came from 10th Squad 3rd Seat, but I'm claiming her as my OC

Comments/Advice are loved

.Captain.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was doing a last check of the house with Gokudera Hayato as rain poured hard against the roof. With everyone else in the house gone, they knew it would take longer than usual. Like always, they started with the basement first and worked their way up. The two walked towards the entrance of the basement, and Gokudera was startled by the sneeze that escaped Sawada. Of course, this made Gokudera need to ascertain whether or not his boss was capable of doing the house check. Sawada just eased him and let him know that a sneeze doesn't mean death.

The door clicked behind them to the basement. Little did they know, that as they were walking down the stairs, she was walking in through the front door. Her eyes took a moment to scan the foyer as she rang her hair out. Though the sounds of the lightning and thunder clashed outside, the heels of her custom made Jordans high heels clicked and clacked against the marble inside. The boys didn't even catch wind of her as she sauntered up the stairs to their usual meeting place.

Gokudera and Sawada now made their way to the main floor, wandering around the house and making sure everything was locked up on that level. Their steps were silent as they rummaged about the house, checking all the windows and doors. But upstairs, she was already breaking into the locked office by sliding on of her ulaks between the doors like you would with a credit card. The door popped open and she walked in silently. Shutting the door soundlessly, there was no trace of her presence. The two men were still unaware of her company.

"Hayato, I think we should be okay for tonight. Go ahead and leave if you want and I'll check upstairs." Sawada gave his precious friend a warm smile.

He stared at his boss deeply. "Jyuudaime, I can't leave you at the house alone. I'll check the upstairs with you."

The Boss snorted lightly. "Thank you, Hayato."

They calmly walked up the stairs.

Inside the boss' office, the woman lit a cigarette and sat on the edge of Sawada's desk. Laying her ulaks next to her fingertips, she takes the first drag and flicks the ashes in an old cup of coffee sitting by her. Tapping her fingertips on the desk, she waits patiently for his arrival.

Of course, the two are now checking all the rooms upstairs with an opening of the door and a swift glance throughout the room. Sawada looks inside Hibari's Kyoya's office and notes how well kept it is, and Hayato just smacks his head seeing the wreck that Lambo's is. "Stupid cow…" Other than this, they find nothing to cause alarm—no signs of entry in any way. She takes another drag.

Sawada and Hayato, who had separated to check the rooms, now stand in front of each other in front of Sawada's office. The woman smirks to the sounds of their footsteps and flicks some more ashes in the cup while crossing her legs. Now hearing them mutter to each other outside the room, the cigarette goes right back in her mouth.

"Jyuudaime, this is the last room?"

"Yeah, but I doubt anything is in there, I locked it earlier." Sawada puts his hand in his pocket and pulls of the key.

Hayato sharpens his gaze, "I want to check anyways."

He takes the key out of Sawada's hand and starts to unlock the door. Recognizing the sound of the key in the lock, the woman grabs her ulak with her free hand, slipping a ring on her finger. She doesn't even bother moving her gaze towards the opening door, letting her eyes scan over all the books in the bookshelf in front of her. Hayato gently swings the door open to see the woman sitting in the dark.

"Pe—"

"Who the fuck are you?" Gokudera grabs the box weapon on his belt, but flinches to something barely slicing his neck. Sawada turned the light on.

The woman had flicked her wrist just right, letting the ulak soar across the room, but pulled it back with the wire that connected it to the ring on her finger. After laying it's simple threat, the ulak flies back to her hand.

"I'll fuck—"

Sawada grabs Hayato's shoulder, "Stop Hayato, I know her."

Hayato looks back, "Jyuudaime!" but stops when he sees his boss' expression.

Looking back at the woman, a whisper escapes,"Petra."

Petra gave her cigarette two more drags, flicked the ashes in the cup once more and licks her fingertips, quickly pressing them against the burning fag. An instant sizzle and she pulls them away. The snuffed, finished bud drops in the dirty cup. Smoke escapes her lungs as her bright hazel eyes looked over to Sawada. She gave him a smirk.

Hayato was puzzled from his inability to remember this 'Petra,' but after a few moments of this, he finally recognized her perfectly. This woman with a tattoo that resembled thorny vines on her face, looking at his boss, was that girl they found a few months back in Milan. He and the guardians, except Hibari, were all were all there to meet a family for negotiations. When they got to the house, they found the door wide open and everyone dead-everyone but her. Walking in the room where she was, Petra said nothing and left. Her body was covered blood just like her ulaks that she wielded. He then remembers as she walked out the door, his boss stopping her to talk to her, but Hayato never found out what was said. 'What the fuck is she doing here?'

"Hayato, you can leave. She's not a threat." Sawada looked a Hayato kindly.

"Bullshit! This girl is—"

"Please trust me." Sawada continued to stare deep in his right-hand's eyes.

Petra switched her crossed legs, paying no attention to them. She was tempted to light another cigarette.

"Che, fine."

Hayato didn't like her being with his boss alone, not in the least. But he gave Petra one last glare, that she never even bat an eye to, before walking out of the room and shutting the door. He wasn't going to wander to far from here, especially knowing her killing nature.

Once out the door, Hayato realized that it wasn't his uncertainty of her intentions that made him want to stay, but her. How long had it been since he saw a body like that. One look at the knob of the door, and he shakes his head to drop the thoughts. But let's face it-Hayato has been suffering from a dry spell. Hips that were begging to be grabbed, eyes that pull you closer, fingers that made you want suck on them. His lust was burning for Petra. It was burning to the extreme. He looked at the door once more, wearing a skeptical expression, before walking to his room. He needed to grab his notes and jacket before leaving.

Inside the office, Sawada was staring at the beautiful woman he knew as Petra. She was his dirty sin—his very dirty sin. He walked up to her slowly, admiring her long, dark purple ringlets that she had pulled up to show her strong face perfectly. Easily defined, but soft jawline, high cheek bones, and full lips; He loved Kyoko with all his heart, but Petra consumed all his desire. And that's exactly what Mukuro wanted.

"Petra, it's good to see you."

She looked over to him and spoke, "It's been a while." Sawada's skin crawled to her deep, sexy voice.

"I thought I told you not to smoke. It's bad for you." He lightly grabbed her arm.

She cocked a brow, "You aren't the boss of me." Sawada's lust was already raging. Last time wasn't enough.

"Can I try?" His hand was already unzipping her leather jacket.

She bites her lip, "I don't think I have a choice." Her hands let go of the ulaks and wrapped around his neck.

He moved in to kiss her, and Petra bit his lip when he tried to pull away. He could feel himself getting stiff as his hands were grabbing onto her breasts, now that the jacket was unzipped. He didn't want to waste time on words, and neither did she. Petra knew that their relationship was sex only, and that's all she wanted. She started pulling his tie away and unbuckling his pants as Sawada's hands were pulling her jacket off her shoulders, wanting to see her back once more.

With the belt and tie gone, Petra easily ripped his shirt and pants off, popping the buttons off like grapes off a vine. She could see his dick throb as he kissed her neck. She loved the way Sawada's mouth felt on her, ravenously biting her as his hands gripped her hips. She knew that Mukuro was using her to get to Sawada, but she didn't care as long as she got sex. All she wanted was release.

Sawada unbuttoned her pants while biting on her nipples, and Petra kicked her shoes off while running her fingers through his honey brown scalp. He wanted her fingers to go lower. But instead, his kisses went lower and lower, until he reached his favorite place on her. Wearing a devilish smirk, Petra pushed his head to her clit. She felt no hesitation in taking his affection—Sawada wouldn't feel any when she would suck his dick either.

"Mmmm," she softly moans to his tongue tracing on her lips. "Stick your fingers in me."

Sawada just did exactly what she asked.

He started slow, letting his fingers just go in and out of her wet puss. And when she got wetter, he would get rougher and start twisting his fingers around while she moaned louder. He loved his Kyoko so much, but he couldn't deny Petra. He could do things with Petra that just couldn't do with Kyoko. He just wanted to fuck Petra. Unable to keep it together, he stood up and smashed himself inside of her as he forced his tongue in her mouth. She gasped to his dick tearing himself inside of her and moaned loudly as he smashed against her as hard as he could. He waited three months for her this time, and he was making up for lost time.

Outside the door as he was heading for the door, Hayato couldn't believe his ears. The sounds of that woman moaning were echoing through the house as well as his boss' groans. So this is what she is to him. The sounds of them violating each other turned him on. The thought of that girl's hourglass body, her full breasts—Petra was already driving him insane. His dick grew to the thought of himself fucking her, making her moan the way his boss was. Her moans grew louder and made his dick throb harder. He wanted stimulation. He needed it.

He started off by running his knuckles up and down his shaft over his trousers; their moans were getting louder. Hayato's head was buzzing as he looked at the door in the moment his hand was unzipping his trousers. 'Mmm, I can't. I can't!' But his hand didn't listen; his dick convinced it to unbutton the trousers too. "Mmmmm yes! Harder!" His dick throbbed more as it started getting wet from her pleas. He wanted to fuck her harder; Hayato's hand was going to show him exactly how. Biting his lip, Hayato let his hand start rubbing himself as his throbbed harder to her screams. He wanted release.

"Mmmyes, fuck me harder Sawada! Make me go!"

Petra wrapped her legs around the boss as he smashed himself against her, gripping her thighs. He couldn't help but groan as she tightened her muscles on his dick, making him have to thrust harder. He was already so close to going, but he didn't want to stop; he wanted Petra to suck his dick too.

Sawada's head was buzzing to new highs from Petra's insides. She was so warm and gushy, she was dripping from his dick smashing in her so rough. He wanted to make her so much wetter. But it was too late, and he was about to blow:

"Petra… please…"

She knew exactly what he wanted.

He pulled out and started rubbing himself, in the same second she got herself off the desk and kneeled in front of him, deep throating his dick as he came in her mouth. He moaned louder than ever while holding her head down on him; he wanted her to take all of him. She was his dirty, dirty pleasure. Petra let him control her as she continued to suck him down to his base, and she made sure to dig her nails into his sides while doing it. "Mmm, Petra." He wanted her so much more.

Hayato began to let out soft moans as his mind wandered on the girl fucking his boss, just beyond the door he leaned against. That mouth, kissing his dick; her tongue, licking his shaft—he wanted her more than ever as his hand rubbed down on his dick more. He started putting a small twist in his stroke, imagining it as her tongue swirling around his member. "Mmmgh" He rubs harder to the sound of her voice. He wants to pound her hard, make her scream. He—

Petra pulled her mouth off his dick and looked up to see Sawada's lusty expression. She could see that he longed for more. And it worked out for Sawada that she felt giving tonight; he was going to get more.

Seeing the chair by the desk, Petra pushed Sawada back until he fell into it, too engrossed by the look of her breasts to notice his surroundings. She gave him one last sultry glance before turning around and straddling herself on his dick. He groaned to the view of his dick entering her this way. He was even more turned on by the dimples on her tailbone as she rode him just right, swirling his dick around with a simple rock of her hips. Sawada just let his eyes roll into the back of his head as his hands firmly held on to her waist.

Petra moaned to how deep he was going in her, and decided to get rough and really start riding him. Sawada gripped her harder, wanting to take control. Petra began to rock her hips wildly, his dick now rocking inside her back and forth as she got wetter. Sawada couldn't help but stare at her cum that was squishing on the base of his dick. It looked so good to him. "Mmm, Petra. Go more."

Outside the door Hayato was moaning to the thought of Petra going more. Cumming all over his dick, then licking it all off. He couldn't help but think these dirty thoughts about the woman whose body radiated in such a perverse aura. His dick was throbbing to its pre-cum that was making Hayato's hand slide up and down the shaft so quickly, twisting his hand to make if feel extra good. He heard Petra moan, as their smacking sounds got louder.

"Yes, yes, yyyeessss!" Petra's voice was screaming over both of their groans.

"Mmmmm yeahhh!" Hayato knew she was orgasming; he wanted to be the one fucking her like that.

His dick throbbed harder to her moans that weren't stopping after she obviously orgasmed. Sawada wasn't letting her stop, and this made Hayato throb harder. To make her keep sexing when she's already hit that point, making her head spin more. His whole body tensed to the thought as he finally came all over himself, groaning to the ecstasy of his cum oozing out. Hayato let out a few more pants, listening to them still fuck behind him as he slowed his rub down.

Petra bent down to touch her toes as she let her hips go up and down on his dick, giving him the full effect of feeling himself slide in and out at such a tight angle and seeing her ass ride him so well. Sawada gasped and spanked her ass, lost in his lust to cum again. Petra already had one orgasm so she didn't care, but she didn't mind getting two.

His head was throbbing so much and his mind felt fuzzy from all his pleasure that his intuition began to act for him as he tugged her by her hair and forcefully laid her over the desk to smash against her again. Petra moaned to his aggression. She loved to be dominated by the boss. With one hand Sawada lifted one of her legs on the desk for a better angle inside her, and with the other Sawada began to rub her clit. He wanted to make Petra cum all over him again—he wanted it to squirt out of her. Petra could tell exactly what he was doing, and knew she couldn't stop him; her hands looked for something to grip.

Petra's moans became screams again from Sawada's fingers driving her clit insane on top of him pounding her so roughly. She was going into sexual overload. It made her scream louder. Sawada moaned to her getting so wet from his fingers and it made him rub faster. He wanted her to squirt all over him just before he would cum all over her back. He pumped harder, getting as deep as he could while his shaft throbbed and spasmed savagely; he was almost there. "Mmm Petra, you are so dirty." He smacked her ass again, turning himself on more so than ever.

And she couldn't hold back any longer… With a scream that could easily be called a squeal, her whole body spasmed and squirted cum on Sawada's dick. With a devilish smirk on his face, he panted. His head was tingling to how good it felt. But he kept smashing on her, her body twitching to every time his dick pushed on the deepest parts of her puss.

"Mmm, Petra… mmm"

He finally pulled out and blasted all over her back. His head was buzzing so much that he could barely even keep his eyes open as he listened to Petra still moan. Her body was in utter bliss, her clit buzzing all by itself. She would have to come back for more.

At the stairs and still burning in a mix of guilt and jealousy, Hayato watched Petra walk out of the office. She looked as if nothing even happened between her and the boss. It was a few moments later that Sawada poked his head out of the door; his expression being a tired one until his glance caught his right-hand man in the corner of it. The expression then became guilty.

Seeing Hayato, Sawada walked out of the office in only his boxers. 'Where the fuck are his clothes?' Thought the silver-haired guardian. Sawada could easily see what he was thinking; "She popped all the buttons on my shirt and pants.

Hayato looked back at her, watching her go down the stairs.

Sawada now barely muttered, "Don't tell Ky—"

"I won't." Hayato knew that wasn't his business—he didn't want it to be his business.

Sawada couldn't even look at Hayato. "Can you escort her out? And remind me to take that shirt to get fixed… Kyoko bought me that one."

"Yes, Boss." Hayato didn't even bother thinking about it and bounced down the stairs.

With a quicker pace, he finally caught up to Petra, who was almost out of the house. Seeing the tension in his stance, she only chuckled slightly and looked forward. Hayato was hoping she wouldn't notice the smell of sweat on him. The rain had calmed slightly, but the sounds of thunder still banged here and there, lightning jumping across the sky in seldom attempts for attention. Hayato grabbed the front door and opened it before asking:

"How did you get here?"

Petra glanced up to him, "I rode a bike."

Hayato knew this wasn't the weather to be riding a bike. "I can drop you off somewhere in the car. We then can arrange for you to get your bike tomorrow." He was attempting to be nice to the boss' mistress.

She smiled at him, "I'm a big girl, but thanks for the concern." And she grabs his crotch. "But thank you for thinking about me like you were. It made the sex way more enjoyable."

"What?" Hayato knew he wasn't loud, how could she know.

She chuckles. "You weren't loud, but I can hear people's thoughts. I like what you think about me." Petra kissed her fingers, waved, and walked out the door.