This isn't going to be updated much, I'm just having some fun with an older Len and Rin, and in a different environment also. Hopefully my sister isn't going to walk in on me whilst I write this.

This is kinda based off 'corrupted flower' more or less.

Like how 'Masquerade' is based off 'Yanderenka'.

Enjoy!

Passion

Forbidden Fruit

The streets were busy and full of traffic, the sky was clear and the sun shone bright. People hurried about completing their daily errands, the birds chirped above cheerily to their friends.

Len patrolled the streets, officer's uniform neat and tidy. His partner absent-mindedly looked about, without truly caring to see what was about him. He however took better care, and didn't get distracted by some woman standing by a street corner all alone like his partner just so happened to be when he took the time to look back at him.

It was the same story each day, which made him wonder how such a man could bear the qualifications of an officer. But this day however, things turned out different from expected, his partner was not staring at the lonesome woman for her youthful beauty, but for the worry clear as the sun on a day like today etched on her face. He elbowed Len in the shoulder to get his attention, knowing he was busy inspecting what else he could see, disregarding the woman.

"What? you better have a good reason this time around." He growled, slightly annoyed as he rubbed his sore shoulder.

"Something's up with that girl over there." He pointed to the girl in question.

Len eyed her, noticing that something indeed appeared to be wrong. She was looking left to right, and all around at a panicking pace. Drops of sweat were forming on her forehead, her breathing appeared troubled, even at this distance. He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration.

"You're actually right for once." He muttered under his breath, he'd been stuck with this man enough to know he could be a complete and utter imbecile at the worst of times.

"I want to help her."

"As you do with every good looking young lady that walks by you." Len mockingly joked. His partner pouted but he continued with his walk and left him behind, so he did not see it.

"You don't think I can be sincere about anything do you?" His partner sighed.

Len didn't look back and kept at a brisk pace. It was to both their surprise however, when the girl ran up to them on her own free will. A dainty hand landed on Len's shoulder and pulled him back, he twisted on his heel to be greeted with the sight of a young girl with curled blonde hair bouncing about her shoulders looking upon him with an expression of worry and embarrassment. Behind him Len's partner sulked over that he got to be the one to help her.

"Yes?" He responded to her suddenly coming up to him with no warning.

The stranger laughed shakily, and lifted a gloved hand to point to the top of a pub down the road, close to where she had come from. "Some man stole my toy and threw it on that roof. Can you get it down?" She asked then blushed profusely when her mind realised how immature it sounded.

"Your toy?" Len's eyes went wide, clearly this was a full-grown woman, what on earth was she doing with a toy? and why'd she have to be so depressed over losing it?

whilst he had been thinking over the situation too deeply, his partner took the opportunity to impress the girl by doing the job himself. He zoomed past them faster than Len could realise what was happening, and immediately after reaching the building did he begin climbing up a set of unsteady boxes that managed to get him halfway to the roof. When he got that far he took advantage of his height and jumped, letting his hands grip the side of the roof, but unfortunately he remained dangling there. While he struggled to lift up his body weight the other two stared blankly in silence. Len was not surprised one ounce by his actions, the girl however was in shock by his readiness to help her, seemingly oblivious as to his real reasons.

In the time of their silence, the man finally pulled himself up onto the roof and in a second grabbed what he had come up here for and held it in the air in accomplishment. The girl laughed in joy and ran back down to where Len's partner now was, climbing back down the building with more care than when he'd gone up. Len followed after her at a slower pace. His partner got all the way down and as she was still full of joy she excitedly pulled the man into a hug.

"Thank you thank you thank you! I wouldn't know what I would've done if I'd lost her." She beamed and took the doll of a little girl off him, holding it close to her heart. When Len reached the both of them, she turned back and cracked a smile, a cheeky smile.

"I should thank you." She stepped back so both were in her sights, "But I don't like leaving it as mere words, nor do I have anything to give."

His partner nodded, wanting her to continue, but Len didn't think any of this was needed. He shook his head and cut in, "No it's fine, we best be getting back to our jobs now." But the girl wouldn't hear him out.

"No, I want to, I'd feel indebted if I didn't." She smiled, and dug her hand into her pocket, pulling out what looked to be two tickets. "Here, it's all I have." she shoved them into the hands of his partner, knowing that Len would just hand them right back.

"I have a show tonight, you should come." She winked and pivoted on the ball of her feet and left before they could say any more against her offer.

Len's mouth was agape but he knew she wouldn't hear him now. He turned to his partner to see him mouth opened wide staring stunned at the cards in his hands.

"Are you alright?" Len tilted his head confused, questioning him.

"They're for the Passionate rose, that place is near impossible to get into!"

Len was silent for a second, "Isn't that place in the red lights district." in his mind he sighed, "I don't even want to question why you know that."

He turned around and tried to walk away from him, he had much more important things to think about, his shift wasn't over for over an hour.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad of a place, real classy and all that. We should go, take a break from everything else for once."

Knowing he was fighting a losing battle, he said yes. Knowing full well in some way or another, he'd regret it later.

Outside the sky was black, but the insides of the club were well-lit up. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling above every table. Chairs and booths were covered in the finest leather, tables covered in fine silks. The stage huge and magnificent, the bar was stacked with an uncountable assortment of liquor. He hadn't been told wrong when he'd been told it was 'classy' Len thought. The only thing that could ruin it was what undeniably happened behind the scenes.

Len sat at a booth, approximately in the middle of the room. The booths stopped here and the floor dropped down a level where tables with six sets of chairs each were placed. Two miniature staircases at either sides of the establishment were what led down to that particular level. He took sips of a beer his partner had gotten for him. He had no real intention to have a drink whilst here, but the other had forced him to at least order and he felt bad making the man waste his money for nothing.

The prices here were jacked up high, and it made sense to Len now why his partner had been so adamant on taking the opportunity to come here. He wondered why that stranger had given them free entrance instead of anything else, it felt strange to him.

By the time performances began, Len was halfway down the glass. And by the time the girl who'd invited them came on, he was on his second and couldn't deny he was beginning to become intoxicated.

A man announced her as she seemingly appeared out of nowhere, standing strong in the middle of the spotlight. Her hair was tied up with roses, she was dressed in a cream strapless dress that showed off her skin. The dress was tight against her, and became petals of a pink rose across her bust. The skirt of the dress flowed down her legs like a beautiful flower, touching the ground at the back, and barely covering a thing at the front, one of her garters could be seen. Len felt a slight blush play upon his cheeks as he took in her scantily clad form.

She looked up to him, smiling like a cheeky child having fun, she winked. And it begun.

Len didn't hear the announcer finish, he didn't hear the chatter of the crowd, he didn't even hear his partner gasp.

He was transfixed upon her, and her alone. The dim room turned to shadows and all that existed was her and the spotlight.

She danced gracefully, her feet so light to him it felt she never touched the ground at all. When she spun her dress was like rose petals caught in the wind, her curled golden hair shone like the sun in the sky as it bounced upon her shoulders. Len could imagine beautiful butterfly wings sprouting from her back. Each move was done with such grace, she spun and spun like a leaf trapped in the wind, it was like she'd fly away at any moment and he'd never see her again. She concentrated deeply, but her expression showed nothing but a cheery smile playing upon soft pink lips.

Originally he hadn't cared to come, but now he saw her, he didn't want her to stop.

Dainty hands reaching out into the shadows, her dress danced on her slender legs, sometimes showing all their glory, and other times hiding it. Her blue eyes smiled, sparkling like the water's surface. Her pink lips looked so soft he longed to run his fingers along them.

When she finished, in a pose with one hand raised into the air like she had triumphed in a great battle, he wished for it to go on. Sweat glistened on her forehead, drops ran down, but she smiled as she huffed, her chest shaking with her deep breaths.

Why did he want to see more? He couldn't, Len knew that, he shouldn't be here at all. So why was he going against what common sense told him?

He snapped his eyes away, and gazed down at the golden ring on his finger, he couldn't want this girl. It was wrong to be feeling this.

His partner's clapping broke him from his thoughts.

"Wow, she's amazing. Really makes you want to see more doesn't it?"

Finally Len returned to reality, it was like the lights had switched back on and he could see the full club before him, all full of people applauding the girl on the stage.

"Yeah." He replied. A drop of sweat dripped down the side of his head, he hadn't noticed had he? No he couldn't have, the man besides him was an imbecile. He wouldn't have seen wistful way he'd watched her.

He needed to get out of here, before common sense decided it wanted to abandon him. but luck wouldn't let him have his way, not tonight.

He hadn't noticed the crowd had quieted, until the girl he was trying to get away from jumped into his path, a cocky smile now present.

"Where are you going, can't I speak with you even for a minute?" She tilted her head, her smile widened, eyes sly. Len had the beginnings of the thought that her innocent act was all a ploy, going off her expression she knew what was going about in his head.

She waved to the man remaining in the booth but immediately looked back to Len, who looked like he was getting closer to a panic each second.

"I want you to come with me for a minute, okay?"

"Ah, no I couldn't I really must be getting home." He stepped back, feeling shocked and uncomfortable.

She pouted, and gave him a puppy dog look, even he had to admit that face was the cutest he'd even seen.

"Oh, don't be mean, I want to talk with you. Like I said it won't be long, I don't like having conversations where people are going to eavesdrop"

"I'm sorry, it's just," He stuttered, "It really is late and I really should be leaving now.."

"Oh come on mate, just listen to her why don't you. Say no to everything and you'll get nothing in life." His oblivious drunk partner yelled from behind.

The girl's smile widened, "Well come on then." She took a tight grasp of Len's arm and led him down to a hallway on the left side of the club.

"Hey wait, I didn't say yes!" He tried to plead with her.

"But you were thinking it weren't you?" Was all she said before she became dead quiet and continued to lead him out of the main room.

She shut the door to the back room she had led them to. Her smile had never left but Len found himself become increasingly uncomfortable, especially when he noticed the four-poster bed at the back.

She turned around and in a quick step was upon him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself closer than he was comfortable with.

"Wha!" He flushed in shock but she silenced him with a finger on his lips.

"I saw the way you were watching me, you were mesmerised weren't you? You couldn't look away." She whispered to him the truth he'd rather not hear. She leaned closer, and rested her head on his shoulder. "You had such a longing look in your eyes, out of everybody there, you were the one I expected that from the least."

"But I didn't.."

"Hush." She silenced him again with a finger to his lips. "Don't deny it, we both know it was the truth."

She giggled, and tightened her grip around him, pulling herself closer so each part of her body was tight against him. She knew what it was doing to him and she was going to have fun with it. She arched her neck and kissed his neck.

Len was shocked by her, how readily she was doing this.

"Stop please." He mumbled, through clenched teeth. He was using all his concentration not to focus on her, but it was so hard when she was up against him like this.

"That's not what you body wants."

"I know," He admitted, "But please stop."

She sighed and pulled away, not more than a step, "Why not, I can tell you want me."

he lifted up a shaky hand, showing her the golden ring on his finger.

she eyed it, inspecting it. "That's a wedding ring isn't it?"

He nodded.

She intertwined her fingers with his, he gazed at her strangely, wondering what on earth she was thinking.

Without a further word she ripped the ring from his finger, his eyes followed after it stunned but she grabbed onto his chin with two fingers and snapped his head back to her.

"We can't have the same thing every night, and things always taste better when they're forbidden." She cracked a smile, as he once again became transfixed with her.

Her eyes shone with mischievous joy, her pink lips looked so sweet. She must taste delicious.

He was out of his mind to want this, but for tonight he was going to throw away all reason. His hand moved up to her cheek, and he ran his fingers across her pink lips, they were so soft, just like he'd imagined. He leaned in to kiss her but she backed away.

"Ah ah." She wiggled her finger as if she was scolding a child. Her expression was playful, and she wrapped her hand around Len's tie, she pulled him closer, so close he could almost taste her sweet lips, but again she pulled back, but this time brought him with her. She back stepped until she fell backwards on the bed, he collapsed on top of her but caught himself before he could hurt her small frame. Almost without a reason she burst into a fit of laughter, her face filled with happiness.

"That was so stupid." She giggled, and without being able to help himself he felt himself smile.

She stopped herself, and looked up to his longing expression with lustful eyes. She was no innocent girl. She undid his tie and threw it to the floor, following with his jacket as well.

"I wonder if someone like you would make a good lover." she whispered under her breath, but just loud enough for him to hear her, on purpose. He blushed at her sentence, and she laughed again.

"You know usually the guys the more experienced in this situation. You're married aren't you, this shouldn't be anything."

He blushed deeper and looked away from her questioning expression, she gasped.

"Is she the only one you've ever been with!" Her face truly was astounded at the thought, then she laughed again. "Well, don't I feel like a thief."

Len returned his gaze to her, she was so lively. So lovely, and he wanted her so bad. But for the stupidest of reasons he felt so embarrassed he couldn't get himself to move. Shaking it from his mind, he once again tried to kiss her. She turned her head and his lips landed on her cheek. She giggled and undid the buttons on his shirt and removed that as well.

"Everybody always tries to do that. I think it's silly."

He felt his cheeks go red, he didn't want to do it for reasons of affection, he had none for this girl whose name he didn't even know, her lips were so irresistible.

His mind got over his former feelings of embarrassment then, his desire was getting to much for him. He needed to feel her.

He wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her there, running them all along, she squirmed under him, causing friction between their bodies. She mewed softly and he could feel her nipples go stiff. With more force than needed Len grabbed the top of her strapless dress and pulled it down, exposing her chest, finding she had nothing else covering it. Her breasts were small but for a reason he barely understood it did nothing to deter his want. It could've been the sight of a younger woman's body easily, but his thoughts were overlapping and coming at him so fast he couldn't have made sense of them even if he tried. But common sense didn't exist in this situation, everything was crazy, and for now that was how he wanted it.

His left hand groped her breast tenderly, and she giggled like a delighted child, digging her hands in between the locks of his golden hair and holding him closer. He squeezed and her nipple hardened more, she let out another quiet giggle in his ear. Len leaned his head down and licked her right nipple, this time she gasped, and let out an almost silent moan when he began sucking on the pink flesh. Her back arched in pleasure, and he let go of her breast and with both his hands held her waist, keeping her close. Her body was a delight, even her sweat the sweetest of nectars. She was going to send him insane, he wanted everything she could give to him, but the rest of his mind still here stopped him. He wasn't greedy in bed.

His hands trailed away from her hips and ran along the length of her, feeling the soft cream skin of her arms and legs, laying kisses on her chest and stomach. She giggled and mewed, making him want her all the more. Even when no love existed in this situation, he didn't want to rush this, he wanted all he could have, not wanting this to end.

She sighed and rested her head on the crook of his neck, "You're pretty generous you know, but starve a hungry tiger and you'll be hurt." She whispered in a sweet tone faking innocence.

Len lifted his head away from her torso, her face bright with delight. She grabbed his shoulders and flipped them over so she was on top, a smile most sly present beneath hungry eyes. She shook herself out of her dress, so only her underwear and thigh socks remained. He gazed longingly at her body, wanting nothing more than to continue caressing it. She moved down, her legs and arms placed by his sides, and licked his ear, emitting a cheeky chuckle all the while. He could feel his pants become tighter. He needed her.

One of Len's hands stroked her thigh, and other kept her close. She smiled against his chest, knowing full well he wouldn't be able to contain himself for long. His hand brushing her thigh began to move up, and not long after he started rubbing her core, finding that her underwear was already soaked through. His erection throbbed painfully. She gasped, and her smile widened as his fingers began to toy with her. They went around in circles, taking their time to find a sensitive spot. She moaned when he found one, her face covered with a light blush. He felt himself grin.

Len pulled down her soaked underwear, to see her glistening womanhood in its full glory. It almost made him snap, but he contained himself, he still had more he wanted from her. He sunk a finger inside, and her hands wrapped tight around him, her blush deepened a shade. He slipped it in slowly at first, but as she became more wet he increased the pace, and inserted more fingers as he went. when he got to three she was dripping, and moaning loudly. She had such a tight hold of him that it was beginning to hurt, but he couldn't stop using his fingers on her, her insides were burning. He touched a particularly sensitive spot and she screamed, coming hard, and clawing her nails into his back.

She breathed hard to regain her breath, face heavily flushed, but her smile ever-present. She was arched, her hands placed besides his head while she recovered from her exhaustion.

He waited her for to be able to move before doing anything, even though his pants felt painfully tight around him and her sweaty form was only proving to make it worse. She fixed herself back up, sitting straight up, Her smile was sly, her eyes filled with lust. He knew he was looking at her in the same way, and he couldn't have cared less.

She unbuckled his belt, and lifted herself up so she could successfully pull his pants down. When he was free of the garment and his erection fully visible, she didn't even blush, she had nothing more than her cheeky smile.

"Do you want me?" She whispered into his ear, so her close her breath tickled.

"Yes." He breathed.

"Then you can have me." She giggled.

Len groaned as she impaled herself on him. She chuckled in her sweet angelic voice, her blue eyes never stopped sparkling. She began moving, up and down, he shut his eyes in pleasure, even when he wanted to keep watching her flushed face so badly. His hands gripped her hips and he bit his lip. She was surprisingly tight considering how experience she seemed to be. Which made him wonder how many other men she really had been with.

Her insides were a ball of flame, squeezing him so tight they refused to let him go. What started as a smile turned to laughter, she was having fun with this. She pumped up and down, her eyes shining with delight, screaming in the heat of passion. He moved his hips with hers so the friction could increase. The connection was like a burning flame, wild and crazy. He couldn't stop this, he wanted her so badly.

She was insane, this girl. And maybe he was too.

He grabbed her and flipped them around, so he was top. His hips became a blur as he plunged deep into her, her laughter was music to his ears. They were so covered in sweat the bed was soaked, it rocked back and forth creaking loudly. He was beginning to feel exhausted, he slowed down a bit, and the laughter quieted down. Her eyes begged for more, pleading for him to go faster. She wanted him to be greedy. Her blue orbs, made him snap.

He thrusted in deep and went crazy again. He was exhausted but in the throes of passion he couldn't stop himself. Her nails dug into his back, and his hands had such a tight grip on her hips he ended up squeezing the flesh so much he was leaving a red mark.

Sweat dropped onto his eyelashes and his sight blurred, but his hips kept thrusting inside her at the same pace. She was all his mind could think of.

Heat. Flames. Desire.

It all centred around her, Len licked his lips, she was like a delicious delicacy.

She moaned and screamed so god damn loud, her face was filled joy and pleasure. He felt like the whole building would be able to hear her at this point.

"Harder! Harder! Harder!" She screamed like a mad woman.

Her canal clenched on his manhood, her juices pouring out. Len kept pumping but soon lost himself and came hard into her. Her moans were cast out into the night until they quieted to soft breaths. Len buckled but caught himself before he crushed her. In their exhaustion their bodies shook, breathing rushed. Her face was a soft shade of pink, and when she caught her breath she burst out into a fit of laughter like the crazy person she was. Len pulled himself out and collapsed by her side.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his mind coming back to him in parts. One of the first things to return, was feelings of guilt. He felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart, this shouldn't have happened, he shouldn't have even wanted it so badly. This was wrong. It was wrong. The stranger flopped herself over, resting her head and an arm on his chest, she giggled with what sounded like childlike joy.

Her eyes were so bright, those pink lips he longed to taste. The second his face was on hers, he was lost.

Forbidden does taste best.

Om nom nom I burnt my toast. And that was supposed to be my dinner. We don't have any more toast.

That was fun, I'm starting to really like Rin's character in this. I like the people that decide to look at things differently.

I figured out how to lock my door, by unscrewing the freaking doorknob. Got that from my friend whose door is broken.

Now I don't have to fear Onee-baka walking in on me when I'm writing sticky sweet lemons. Also got that from a friend. Who doesn't read them.

Review and I'll give you cookies.

Bai Bai