Aight, so first Karmanami fic here cause I could die from how cute these two are. This was supposed to be a one-shot (HA) and we all know that those can turn into little beasts, and this is one of them. This story is complete it's only three chapters and they're not that long, except for the last one (insert lenny face here) so I'll update this fic later on today considering its 1 am
Also, this is a VERY smutty fic, as well this has some "messed" up moments cause to me Karma is really psychotic, but I mean that's what we all love about him (lol) as well as what Manami loves about him (LOL) also this story is a bit AU? not really I just tweaked some things here and there not too big of a difference really
So that's my small WARNING now onto the story! Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own assassination classroom or the characters- Yusei Matsui does
There it was, that soft elusive touch on the shoulder that left most men trembling and confused as they asked themselves, "Who? Me?"
Those dainty fingers skimmed across his left shoulder brushed past the hairs at the nape of his neck, and then came a light pressure on his opposite shoulder as they jumped off. Next came the light sweetness of her perfume that permeated his senses, it was sticky and memorable stuffing up his nose and following him wherever he turned. He could feel the bitterness coat his tongue by how strong it was. Then came her hip accidentally bumping his lower back which brought attention to her full rear that swung from side to side. Finally, the innocence of how she seemed to not know where to sit before deciding on the stool, coincidentally, right next to him just sealed the deal for any desperate fool.
Yet, he knew.
He watched quite happily as one milky thigh peeked through the slit in her dress as she sat next to him. Immediately the bartender scurried over and attentively asked the attractive woman what she would like. A sweet all too innocent smile graced her red lips as she asked for wine. Goldeyes shamelessly watched her. Her caramel hair tumbled down her back in voluminous curls that reflected every bit of light with their brilliant shine. Her petite yet shapely figure filled out her simple red dress beautifully, and what she lacked in cleavage was made up with the scandalous amount of back she was showing to the patrons of the bar. Her dark brown eyes watched the bartender as he returned with her drink and a promise to return. She sipped the drink quietly, her lips almost melting into the scarlet drink. He continued to watch her. As if just taking note of his presence those chocolate eyes met his golden gaze with bitter sweetness.
A soft blush came to her pale cheeks, she bit her lip and moved back a strand of hair, "You've been watching me all night… Is there something you wanted?"
A sardonic smirk pulled his full lips revealing his perfectly white smile.
His black bang obscured one eye as he leaned over without hesitation to give her the response she desired, "You."
Two body's burst through the back door of the bar into a dimly lit alley. Large masculine hands gripped the caramel haired woman's rump aggressively as she was pressed against his hard muscular chest.
She, in the meantime, shamelessly raked her manicured nails through his jet black hair earning groans whenever she skimmed over just the right spot.
Their mouths were busy devouring one another as the black haired man painfully gripped her jaw and plunged his tongue deeper. The extra force caused collected saliva to spill from their lip lock.
The woman shook desperately in his arms as she quietly whimpered. His overwhelming height was almost too much for her even in heels. Her ribs almost hurt with how tightly he was holding onto her making it hard to breathe. She suddenly squeaked at feeling one of his hands attempting to burrow in between her legs. With a sudden burst of strength, she shoved him against the brick wall.
She needed a moment to think and breathe, and wipe the saliva that was currently covering her mouth; if she was going to make this work she had to act now.
She quickly attached her full lips to his pulse, and nothing more than a choked gasp escaped her new lover.
His fingers immediately gripped and dug into her waist.
She inwardly smirked before pulling a white handkerchief from her garter. Then, before the man could fix his grasp on her as she nipped his skin, the brunette quickly placed the white cloth over his nose and mouth.
He panicked and struggled for only a mere moment before collapsing against her.
She couldn't support his dead weight and let him collapse to the ground. She breathed heavily and stared at his slumbering form before relaxing; quickly she grabbed his legs and began to pull.
"Is right here ok?"
"Yes! Thank you so much for bringing him in! I just couldn't carry all that weight." She sighed, "I told him to not drink so much…"
The boy chuckled, "it's ok Miss! I'm sure he was just happy to be with such a pretty lady and couldn't help himself!"
Said woman giggled as she slowly pulled a small bundle of bills from her small cleavage, "oh you're too sweet! Here's the promised tip, and a little extra for being so good to me!"
The young man took the wad and after a quick thumb through a startled look came over him. He tried to argue but with a small wink and a finger to her lips he only smiled and ran out of the house.
The moment the French doors of the glamorous home shut the brunette skittered over as quickly as possible, her heels clicking against the marble floors, and she locked the doors. She whipped back around and ran back into the living room where the young taxi driver had left her snoozing "boyfriend". Carelessly dumping his body from the couch to the white carpeted floor she reached between the sofa cushions for a lavender colored incense.
Smiling mischievously she skipped over the male on the floor and began to make her way to the lighter across the room on her kitchen counter 'That chloroform won't hold up for much longer, but one whiff of this and he should at least be out for anoth-'
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as she suddenly felt a harsh tug on her ankle causing her to collapse on the carpet, but still, she held on tight to the incense. In shock, the brown haired woman turned back to see what had occurred, and secretly hoped that the worst case scenario had not come true.
Her dark eyes met gold and she knew it had, "How..?" Her voice trembled slightly but then she became angry and began to struggle. "How?! You should've been asleep for at least another hour!"
She screamed and clawed at the carpet as the black haired man dragged her back to him with a malevolent laugh, "did you really think you were sly? I knew what you were doing the moment you touched me in that bar."
He continued to pull her and almost got stabbed several times with her dangerous pumps, but with two quick flicks of his wrist they were gone and she was barefoot.
By now she was right in front of him, his grip still on her one ankle was definitely going to leave a bruise. She stared up at him incredulously, the shock was so great he was able to effortlessly pluck the incense from her small hand. He carelessly tossed it in a random direction ensuring that it broke upon contact with whatever surface it touched. 'He knew the whole time..?'
His calm eyes almost looked insane as they stared at her intensely and his smirk had grown into something…demonic. "Chloroform, sweetheart."
Her heart stopped, 'no, it couldn't be… I was so sure!'
"You reeked of it."
This man, he could kill her at any moment if he so desired. She was told to kill him with as little confrontation as possible because he was dangerous and merciless. This isn't how it was supposed to go! She felt like crying but held her emotions in place and suddenly pulled something from her garter and lunged at him the best she could.
A syringe was aimed straight for his jugular, but she only scraped him before he grabbed her wrist and began twisting it the wrong way. She screamed in pain and released the syringe.
He took the moment to pin her down by successfully sitting on her hips and pinning her wrists with one hand.
The small woman still kicked her legs furiously as she tried to escape.
"Okuda Manami."
She immediately stilled.
"I surely hope you didn't dye that pretty hair of yours."
He coiled his finger around one caramel strand; her heart was racing and her stomach was churning in fear.
"Hm? But what's this? Your eyes aren't brown… they're much prettier than these."
He began to reach for an eye, but she immediately turned away. "I have no idea who this Manami is, but I demand you stop!"
"Stop?" He laughed, "Why would I ever do that? Ma-na-mi chan."
The girl below him trembled as she tried to think of ways to escape or at least reach her garter where her other poisons were.
The man above her smirked before gripping the top of his head and pulling.
She gasped as the black head of hair was pulled clean off and, instead, a head of well-groomed neon red hair lazily fell out fitting those piercing gold eyes perfectly. She wasn't sure if she should scream or cry, before she could decide she felt a pull on her scalp and next thing she knew violet spilled from the wig revealing her true hair color.
The removal of her own wig brought her own voice, "Karma kun…"
Said male leaned in, "Aw, you remembered." His smile was taunting and his gaze was condescending, "I'm truly relieved you didn't dye it."He grabbed a bit of her hair and pressed it to his lips "I've missed this."
Manami Okuda could no longer hide the feelings of anger, failure, fear, and now embarrassment, so she cried. It started as small sniffles, but she was quickly choking on held back sobs as she tried not to look at him. Her shame was too great to bare.
She weakly began to struggle again "so what? Are you just going to kill me now? Well, go ahead! See if I care!"
Her spiteful attitude was merely a mask as she continued to cry.
Karma was enjoying himself too much. Who knew poison glasses would be his next assassin? And this new fiery attitude just added on to everything he already adored about her! Oh, but he couldn't kill her, oh no. He wanted to keep her for himself, and never give her back to whatever shit agency she was working for.
Karma Akabane has wanted Manami Okuda since the first day he saw her in class 3-E, and he was finally going to have her.
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