As promised here's the second chapter! Enjoy!
"Come on, look at me Manami-chan! It's been too long since our last encounter."
That forceful grip was once again on Manami's jaw making her meet that infuriating gaze.
Her bloodshot eyes met Karmas, but for some reason, he wasn't as excited by her look as he thought he would be… a light bulb 'those damn brown contacts.'
He first asked kindly if she would remove them, or as kindly as Karma Akabane could, but she childishly refused. This quickly led to an awkward struggle, but he successfully got the contacts off.
"Karma kun you idiot you could have poked my eye out! Where have your filthy hands even been!?"
"How many times have you dropped me on the floor tonight? I lost count."
She was irate and wriggled aggressively, her struggling was getting annoying so he stopped it by dropping his weight completely on top of her.
Manami gasped at the feeling of being crushed, this was painful and humiliating.
"So tell me Okuda-san why were you put to kill me? Last time I checked you were innocently doing research, yet here you are! And besides, I thought we were friends."
His tone was belittling, and that sparked a stinging glare.
Karma only smirked in response, 'Well at least she's not crying.'
"I can do whatever I want in my spare time, and you know exactly what you've been up to for there to be a bounty on your head Karma Akabane."
"Ohhh, last name included? You must be really mad Okuda-san."
He was mocking her and she wasn't pleased. "Why have you killed so many government officials Karma? I thought you were fairly making your way to the top!"
"Hm?" He suddenly took a pensive look, "what is fair Okuda-san? Can you tell me? Because I find it perfectly fair to dispose of those" his eyes took on that disturbing shadow that made her throat go dry, "who I see as completely unfit for the positions that they do not rightfully deserve. Don't you think?"
She hated being so close to him when he got like this. Manami always felt indescribably odd because not only was he violent, but the bloodlust that came off of him in tsunami-like waves was suffocating. She could never explain how she felt, but it wasn't exactly bad. Yet she could not argue, even in her given report it had stated how the individual that Karma was pretending to be was only killing those government officials that were well known for their scandals, stealing, and inappropriate behavior. He was like a fucked up Robin Hood.
"Ne, Manami-chan."
She flinched as she suddenly found his crazed look so close to her. The psychotic gleam in his eyes made her shiver and her heart pound, but not out of fear. Excitement? No, couldn't be. His body was close though, unbearably so. His breath was still plagued with the bourbon he'd been drinking at the bar. It mixed into the heavy scent of his cologne creating something deadlier than any other poison she had concocted before.
She felt faint and unknowingly gripped his shoulders as if truly afraid she would fall through the floor of her very own home and into some foreign vacuum of space.
"Manami."
Karma called to her and was pleased to see her glazed lilac eyes meet his.
He felt his own body tense and heat up, her very own touch was causing the muscles underneath to ripple as if in spasm. "I want to have you."
The words were slow, and it took a moment but Manami understood. "Y-you're a murderer…"
He shivered at the small stutter, he'd always had a thing for her damn stuttering. "Of course I am, but are you saying it doesn't excite you?"
Karma ducked his head to her throat.
Manami had almost forgotten that there was more around her than just Karma once he left her line of sight. For a moment she was confused but suddenly she felt the blazing heat of his lips pressed to her pitter pattering pulse. She jumped, and immediately laced her thin fingers in his surprisingly soft hair.
Karma bit back a groan but shivered violently as her nails scraped his scalp. He was straining to actually feel her nails when he was wearing that damn wig, but now that he actually could feel the sensation he so desired the red head almost didn't know what to do with himself.
"K-Karma-"
"As an assassin, you must be familiar with the rush. The way that person looks at you when they know what's next."
He parted his lips slightly, "That look of confusion, but knowing fear."
He dragged his lips back and forth softly, "then they start pleading, like the pathetic bug they are."
Manami shivered and was refusing to believe that his talk of something so wrong was actually doing this to her.
Karma knowingly smirked, "then the way they scream."
He sighed in satisfaction, "Sometimes my victims are too afraid to make any noise… but I make them."
His known sharp teeth suddenly bit into her pale flesh. The girl beneath him let out a sharp cry as she pulled on his hair, unknowingly this only urged him to do more and his teeth sank deeper as he began to suck on her sweet skin.
"Karma! N-no!"
He ignored her as he continued abusing the soft skin trapped by his mouth while savoring the feeling of her thighs rubbing against his hips as she struggled against his body weight.
Manami was lost and only became more lost when Karma stopped with her pulse and merely moved to the other side and repeated the pattern on several other spots on the column of her throat. This was too much, she couldn't bear it. His scent, his mouth, his tongue. The violet haired girl had just taken notice that the man above her had aggressively begun kissing her.
He threaded his fingers into the back of her head and pulled on her jaw to open that little mouth of hers. Their tongues danced wildly, Karma slanted his mouth over Manami's in order to kiss her more deeply while searching for more undiscovered spots. He realized the roof of her mouth caused her to whine as he languidly began rubbing and probing each individual ridge with his tongue. He thoroughly enjoyed torturing her with this new discovery, but Karma was surprised when she suddenly tore her mouth from his and attempted to hide herself in the crook of his neck.
Manami breathed heavily as her heart raced. Her mouth felt unusually wet and almost numb. Her lips tingled and burned while her nose deeply inhaled his spicy cologne that was strongest on his neck.
Everything was too much "Karma…I can't… I feel… faint…"
Her gasped words reached said boys ears, and he quickly knew that he had to make a choice. 'Have her, or don't have her?'
His fingers tangled in her hair, Karma pulled Manami's face to his line of sight with only weak resistance. Something that'd he'd only fantasized about met his gaze.
Her porcelain skin was thoroughly flushed to a scorching color that reached all the way to the tips of her ears. Manami's brow was shiny with sweat and her large eyes were glimmering with unshed tears as she tried to not meet his gaze. Her kiss swollen lips called to him desperately as the leftover saliva made them shine. What little lipstick she had left after their first time kissing was again thoroughly smeared, and Karma was quite sure he was wearing some himself making him lick his lips.
Suddenly a thought occurred to him while gazing upon this beautiful sight, Manami had attempted to seduce him, Karma's jaw clenched. She did it easily and without hesitation, in other words, she'd done it before.
His grip on her hair was now painful causing the lilac eyed girl to look at him. The bloodlust was once again strong, but there was a hint of something else in there with it. For once Karma was actually scaring her.
"K-Kar-" Manami's own squeal cut her off as he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her hips into the air.
She was even more frightened when she suddenly felt him bend over her; his breath was in her ear and she could feel something different on her ass that made her panic. 'H-he's not going to do what I think he's going to do… right?'
"How many men have seen what I've seen tonight?" His voice was a low growl, "How many have kissed you?"
Her mind was racing as she was attempting to think without getting distracted by his voice, "Karma, I don't-"
"How many have you slept with?"
His last question was a mere whisper and was met with silence which was the only answer he needed.
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