Heya all. Just a heads up: the rating for this chapter kinda spikes hard into M territory. A certain friend coerced me into trying my hand at my first (vague and mild, probably) lemon-ish fic thing. Normally I wouldn't have but the scenario lent itself to it and I figured I best just get it out of the way, cross it off the ol' bucket list, so to speak. Prompt was AU or Cosplay, and I chose the former. (which could also count as the latter, technically. lol)
So without further ado... here we go.
'It's chilly in here.'
Lazuli crossed her arms to stave off the mild cold as she gazed at the ceiling, counting the cracks. She was no stranger to the police station's interrogation room by any means; run with the right crew, a little bit of light vandalism here, little bit of lifting there, and it tended to get one in pretty quickly.
Lately, however, she'd had a bit of an ulterior motive for her rebellious streak. A charming, shy, adorable ulterior motive, in fact...
Officer Krillin sighed as he walked down the hall, headed to the interrogation room. Dealing with this girl had become a regular occurrence for him in the short time he'd been with the SCPD; she and her bother were actually his first arrest. Since then, she'd been a frequent visitor to the station, though never under any serious charges. He'd noted, however, that since then, the frequency had at least doubled, and it hadn't exactly been hard to figure out why.
He'd brought them in for lifting, arguably their most serious offense. The chief had suggested they throw the book at them, a week minimum in lockup and a steep fine. When he'd learned that they'd stolen food after not having eaten in about a week, he'd talked his boss down to an overnight and minimal fine, which he then paid for out of his own pocket. Since then, it seemed the girl had developed a bit of a fixation on him.
He came to a stop in front of the old metal door and his fists clenched in.. hesitation? Perhaps even anticipation? He couldn't deny he enjoyed the attention a bit, even if he did think it was just a case of her picking on an easy mark. 'Well. Here we go again.'
The door creaked open and he stepped in, perhaps a tad too robotic, trying to keep is cool. A fight he was losing. There she was, silky blonde hair, bright blue eyes, that backwards cap she was so fond of...
A skirt that seemed far too short...
He gulped audibly before plopping in the chair across from her.
She smirked at him, eyeing him in a way that made him feel uneasy.
"Good grief, this has to be the fifth time this month you've been in here," he finally spoke, trying to regain his composure.
The young blonde leaned her chair back and placed a dimmed white and black sneaker up on the table examining her well-maintained nails. "Well, I did ask you for your number and you wouldn't give it, how else am I supposed to get ahold of you when I wanna see you?"
The officer blushed and cleared his throat. "Th-this is neither the time or place to play these games, young lady. We're talking about your fut-"
"Yeah, yeah, my future. So sweet that you care and all, but do me a favor? Drop the 'young lady' tripe. I'm barely any younger than you. And..." she followed the path of his eyes and realized what he was staring at, flushing slightly and smiling. "And I think you seem to like what you're seeing there."
His eyes widened and face turned beet red. "N-no, I wasn't looki-er," he coughed. "I have no idea what you mean, Miss Lazuli. Now back to the topic at hand..."
Lazuli rolled her eyes. "Okay, yeah, I was tagging." She raised a finger. "That doesn't mean it was necessarily to get your attention this time though. Coulda just been out with Lapis, you never kno-"
His eyes narrowed in mild annoyance. "You were alone and you were busted after spraying 'Officer Shorty has a big unit' on the side of the local high school."
"..."
"...I mean, that could mean multiple things, really." Krillin facepalmed as she tried her best to keep a straight face.
He tugged on the badge on his yellow shirt. "Look, you see this badge?"
"Yes. It's hard not to. It's huge. Disproportionately so, in fact. You should probably mention that to your boss."
"I-it's a rookie thi-LOOK, the point is, I am an officer of the law here, a new one. I've been trying to earn people's respect." He ran a hand through his hair. "It's kinda hard to do when one of the local kids is spray-painting descriptions of my endowment for the world to read, y'know? I mean... have I made you mad or something? Is that why you're mocking me?"
Lazuli rubbed her temples and sighed. "I would have thought I'd made how I feel about you patently obvious by now, but..." She looked him in the eye. "Since you helped out me and my bro, I started feeling... weird when I thought about you. Like-I mean, even the boys around here, I never really... had an interest?" She laughed. "Had my brother convinced I was a lesbian for a while. But I just never felt... anything that way."
Krillin felt his face turn a deeper hue of red as she continued. "You helped me, us. Lotsa guys have been willing to help me in the past, usually expecting something in return. You... you didn't. Even as you helped us, it came with the lectures, the lessons. It was... well, really friggin' annoying That means a lot to me."
She stood from her chair and made her way toward him, hips swaying. "You've been so understanding with us, both of us, and even the losers we pal with sometimes. You sit and listen when we need to vent..." She reached out and gently caressed his cheek. "Nothin' but honest and kind." She smirked again. "And I gotta admit, you're pretty damn cute too."
Krillin was dumbfounded. This girl, this woman, whether he had wanted to admit it or not, had been in his head nonstop since he first met her those months ago. She was attractive, there was no denying that. But she was also so... mysterious. Seemingly aloof. So teasing in everything she did. She'd fascinated him, and he'd wanted to know her better. And now, here she was, seemingly confessing her feelings to him.
"I... I never thought you would... I mean you're beautiful and I'm..." a finger to his lips silenced him. His breath hitched as she took his hand and guided it under her skirt, and he gasped and the damp warmth he felt there.
Slowly, she withdrew his hand and raised it to her lips,suckling the wetness from his fingers. He'd died and gone to heaven. Had to have. There was no way this was happening in real life, right?
Lazuli giggled. "You believe me now?" He nodded and she leaned forward to plant a kiss on his cheek and whisper. "It gets like this when I'm with you. Every time." She looked down and her blue eyes widened in surprise and delight. "Well, well, it seems my little calling card was accurate after all." He swallowed hard as she pulled back and smiled, her eyes hungry as her fingers made for his zipper.
"So. What are we gonna do about this?"
Lazuli didn't know exactly how he would react to this confession, or her advances. It could have gone a number of ways, and she certainly had her favorite scenarios. Krillin's hand gripping hers and stopping her from proceeding.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
He was visibly shaking, tears threatening to well up in his eyes. "P-please... don't do this to me unless this is going somewhere. I can't... I've been burned by girls before. I can't do it, not again. Not if we're not serious."
Lazuli could feel her budding annoyance begin to subside, replaced with a strange, painful tinge of sympathy.. She took his face in her hands and gently kissed the space where his nose would normally be. "I'm not just messing with you, OK? I promise." She trailed a hand down his arm and slipped the cuffs off his belt and straddled his lap. "I want to be with you. I want to be part of your life, and I want you to be part of mine. When you're around, I feel... happy. Like I finally belong somewhere. So please..." he heard a faint click and glanced over to see his right hand and her left, cuffed together, fingers intertwined.
"Please trust me when I say I'm not going anywhere."
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. He responded, gently at first, gently running his free hand up her back as the kiss grew in intensity. No longer chaste, it had become heated, hungry, desperate. When Lazuli began grinding against him, whimpering and moaning, he knew there was no turning back, and when they broke away, gasping for air, he was never more ready in his life.
"So..." Lazuli nuzzled him as she finished lowering his zipper and reached within. "How about you help me forfeit that 'right to remain silent'?"
Goku made his way down the hall toward the interrogation room. "Where the heck is Krillin? He was supposed to come with Chi-Chi & me to dinner tonight." His sergeant had said he was tied up questioning some girl in the isolation room in the back, something about a regular case who was a "real looker" and advised him to knock first; something the man had found incredibly funny for whatever reason Goku couldn't see.
"Aha, here it is." Goku gripped the knob and prepared to throw it open when he heard faint sounds escaping from the inside. He pressed his ear to the door and listened. Goku's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open as he heard what sounded like a fight; a woman shouting loud expletives, low growls, the cries and grunts of his short friend...
There was no mistaking it; Krillin was being attacked! Without hesitation, Goku flung open the door and stepped in, ready to fight. "Don't worry Krillin, I got you-". Goku's eyes once again widened, his pupils becoming mere dots as his jaw practically hit the floor.
The girl he'd been questioning was currently bouncing in his best friend's lap, shirt lifted over exposed breasts, skirt lifted over a toned, but ample rump, fingers intertwined with his as she called out more complimentary expletives, her face pure bliss before suddenly crushing her lips against his, slamming her hips down and spasming wildly as her release flowed from her, her own rough, guttural cry mixing with Krillin's low moan as he held her firmly in place, his legs shaking as he followed soon after.
Lazuli lifted her head, eyes still heavy with her bliss, when she noticed their visitor. She had no idea who he was or why he was there, but she would be damned if he let him interrupt this.
Goku looked on, in shock and a bit of fear, as the girl growled at him and began rocking her hips ever-so slightly, desperate to prolong both her release pleasure and her lover's.
Without another word, he quietly backed out of the room. 'On second thought... I'll just wait outside.'
The door shut hard, and a dazed Krillin lifted his head out of curiosity. "Whuzzat?"
"We had a visitor. Muscular guy, crazy hair." She chuckled. "I think I scared him off."
"Oh crap! That was Goku!" Krillin fumbled desperately for his handcuff keys on his belt that was no longer there and smacked his forehead. "Babe, can you grab those for me?" he asked.
Lazuli arched an eyebrow as she reached down near his ankles for his keys. "'Babe', huh?"
Krillin laughed, slightly embarrassed. "Heh, well... I mean, if you don't like it I'll respect that."
"It's fine." She handed him his keys. "...honey." She tried to suppress her laughter as his face seemed to light up and he set about uncuffing them. "God, that seems so weird. But... nice."
She stood on wobbly legs, gripping the table to help steady herself. "Sheesh. Guess that was more intense than I thought. Though I suppose four times in one go isn't exactly normal, is it?"
Krillin shrugged. "Iunno, honestly. I've never actually done this before. Not bad for a beginner, eh?" He laughed
She smiled. "You're a real dork, you know that?"
"Funny, you were calling me something else just a second ago." He grinned as she smacked him lightly on the back of the head.
They dressed quickly, hoping to avoid any further intrusion and started down the hall, when a sudden realization dawned on the blonde. "Oh no..."
"Something wrong?" Krillin asked.
Lazuli turned to face him, face pale. "Were there... cameras in that room?"
Krillin also felt the color drain from his face as his eyes went wide. "Uh... um.." He shot down the hall in a blink.
Lazuli stood expressionless. She didn't regret what she'd done, not at all. But if there was video of that... what if she lost Krillin his job? What if that tape hit the internet? What if...?
Krillin came racing back down the hall and stopped in front of her panting, with disc in hand. "OK. I think we're good. I wiped the drive's footage for the day and swiped the backup copy. Thankfully since you were the only one sent there today, it shouldn't be an issue."
She reached out and took the disc from him, slipping it into her jacket pocket. "Good. I'll hold onto this for now." She smirked at him. "I'll have use for this here during those long days you're away at work."She felt her heart flutter a bit when his face once again lit up a bright red. She didn't think she'd ever grow tired to getting a rise out of him.
'In more ways than one...' Lazuli sighed. Good grief, her previously nonexistent sex drive was firing on all cylinders and she wasn't sure if she was annoyed or if she loved it.
As they neared the entrance, Krillin slipped his hand into hers. "By the way," he said. "I'm supposed to go to dinner with my friend and his wife tonight and... man, I'm so doing this backwards... I was wondering if... maybe... you might wanna come?" She stopped dead in her tracks and looked at him, eyes widened. "I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to. I just figured it'd make me feel like less of a third wheel, a-and... I'd really like my friends to meet my new girlfrien-" Lazuli's lips pressed against his quickly, but gently, cutting short his ramblings.
She squeezed his hand and smiled, feeling her own face become flushed. She was finally going on a proper date with her new love. "Yes. I think I would like that very much."
He held the door open for her and she started out onto the steps, but stopped halfway through. "But just for the record," she ran her finger down his chest. "When we're done, I expect you to take me home and, ah... finish 'reading me my rights'."
Krillin turned a shade redder than she'd ever seen him as she winked, and walked out the door, followed soon by a sputtering, very excited little officer.
Yeah, she could definitely get used to this.