Date: 05/11/12
Pairing: KarSaku
Genre: General/Angst/Romance
Status: Complete.
Author's Note: Something... Different. Short. Meh. Constructive criticisms are welcome, as always.
"Don't leave me…"
Small, pale fingers ghosted its way down her luscious body, trailing every small detail of flaw and perfection. Karin ignored the shivers, the waves of chills that were sent through her – the sensation of being touched alone, was too overwhelming for her. She then felt a pair of lips, trailing butterfly kisses down her spine. Her mind immediately went blank; thoughts of doubts and uncertainty vanished – evaporated like water as she surrendered herself to this forbidden pleasure.
"I love you, Karin… So, please."
Karin could barely hear her. She was drowned in her own lust to comprehend the words, it sounded muffled to her ears. So, the redhead didn't reply to her pleas – she was sure that the girl was pleading. A poor attempt to stop Karin from leaving, although Karin was certain that she knew the redhead will leave soon after. The caress stopped, and Karin could feel her fingers on her waist; lingering there, as she slid her fingers down her stomach.
A knock on the door.
It was subtle, a soft knock. Although, it was enough for Karin to regain back her senses.
"Time's up."
Karin waited patiently. She turned around to meet a pair of clear-glassy emerald, clashing against her ruby orbs. Karin reached out her hand to tuck a strand of pink hair behind her ear, then, her fingers rested on the rosette's ivory cheek, and Karin waited.
"Please don't leave me, I love you."
There.
Karin gave her a rare smile. She stood up and gathered her clothes, sliding them back on her body – shielding her nudity from the girl. She could hear the sobs, it's almost inaudible to her ears – almost subtle, but Karin could hear her. She turned around once again and placed a hundred dollar bill on the table. A kiss on the rosette's forehead, Karin walked away from her fragile form.
Karin closed the door behind her and walked down the stairs, her heels clacking against the hard surface of the wooden plank. She pushed up her glasses and took out a roll-up, watching the way the lighter licked the edge of her cigarette. She inhaled the smoke, trapping it in her lungs before exhaling, blowing it out to the air.
"You're in love with her, ey? Makes me feel a little jealous of the whore."
Karin cocked up a perfect eyebrow at the man. With a smirk, she took out a few hundred dollar bills, waving it up in the air.
"You wish. How much is Haruno? I want to buy her."