Kick Not Kiss

(A/N: If you're uncomfortable with reading smut related ideas, here's a clean summary of the chapter: Musa and Riven are at Musa's place to freshen up… but things get "a little" out of control…

Riven P.O.V.

My eyelids fluttered, as I woke up. My entire body was aching, due to the fact that I had been lying on the jagged ground for hours. Not that I was in an uncomfortable position… Especially with my arms wrapped around the beautiful female in front of me… nothing was bad. I knew it was wrong to think all of this but I couldn't help it. Instead of pushing that thought away, I let it remain in my head. I knew I was becoming my fellow mates who had also fallen for her. But somehow I didn't want to believe them… I wanted to believe that she was a kind, compassionate person not a criminal. But I knew… the beauty she had was on the outside not inside. So once again, I pushed that thought in the back of my head. I decided to go on with my plan. But there was still the pain inside my heart of doing this to her… She seemed so familiar like I had seen her before. Or maybe it was just my imagination since I was falling for her… Yes, I admit I was falling for the woman I was out to capture.

"Musa, are you kidding me? Wake up!" I said gentling as a shook her shoulders after many attempts of waking her up.

Man, this woman can sleep!

Musa P.O.V.

Here was the chance… The chance where I was going to tell the love of my life that I loved him… I walked right up to him and tapped on his shoulder.

I then began to recite what I practiced the entire night, standing in front of my mirror. After I was done, I looked up and saw a smirk on his face. I knew this wasn't going to be good. Then what came out of his mouth was so heartbreaking I wanted to crawl inside a hole.

He said," Musa, are you kidding me?

After that I woke up with a startled yelp.

"Musa, what in the world took you so long to wake up?!" Riven half-yelled, this made me cringe.

I fumbled my eyebrows in surprised. And a frown appeared on my face…

"How do you know my name," I asked.

"Uh, umm, uh, well, I took a guess?" He said which turned out to be more of a question then a statement.

I knew why, it was because he was after me, now that I had two pieces of evidence, I knew for sure that he was truly a agent from DIA after me… I had to get away from him. I didn't want to hurt him like how I had to hurt other agents. There was something about him that I couldn't let go. I had to make him fall for me like I had for him. It was a must. So I decided to let that subject slip away.

"I need to freshen up; you wanna come to my place to freshen up too?

"Sure, why not," He replied, or shall I say half mumbled.

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Riven's P.O.V.

Omg! Have you ever seen someone's house that has blown your mind away? Well, if you see Musa's home, your mind wouldn't only be blown away, it would explode! It was a HUGE penthouse! The penthouse was on the top floors above ground, for the check in building was underneath it. You could either rent one or buy a penthouse completely. I'm guessing Musa bought hers completely. You would have to take an elevator to get to Musa's penthouse. The bottom level of the penthouse was the kitchen. The middle level of the penthouse was the living room and other entertainment rooms. The top level was her bedroom. Let's start with the kitchen/dining room shall we? The kitchen was much modernized, with white walls and ceilings. There were many light bulbs attached to the ceiling. On the other side of the room were 2 glass doors that led out in a rectangular shaped balcony. The kitchen was on the east side of the room from my point of view while on the west was the dining room. The kitchen had caramel colored wood cabinets taking up the entire wall. The north and west walls had many huge glass windows, filling up the entire wall, that way the Sun's light created an illumination throughout the room. The kitchen had the main parts of cooking and baking equipments, of course. There was a long, black, rectangular bar-like table to display food or decorations of ornaments. There was also a sink attached to the table. Even though it was for display of food and others, there were also tall chairs lined up against the table. For the dining room, it had a medium sized, white, square table that was about 3 feet tall. Tall chairs where placed at every side of the table. 3 long tea-pot lamps hung from the ceiling there. There was a case at the left side of the table against the wall. There were many very hot pictures of Musa displayed. There was even one of a small boy with magenta hair like mine, which looked like it was cut out from something. I was a little curious about it. But the luxury of the room made it slip through my mind to ask her who that boy was. There was also a huge mirror with metal frames attached to the wall. She probably wasn't vain or anything, it was probably for decoration. While I was looking around the room, Musa was just sitting on one of the tall chairs waiting for me to finish looking around. She then showed me a case of stairs, which led to the living room and entertainment rooms. My favorite part of the penthouse was probably the living room. It was a circular room, probably the biggest room out of the entire penthouse. The entire room had all glass walls for windows, only some wood for attachment. The amazing thing was that it had a huge view of the entire city below, just plain amazing. From table. On top of it was a stained glass vase filled with Lily of the Nile flowers. The table also had a stained glass bowl with fruits, a spinning metal container holding deserts, a coffee machine, and a napkin holder. There were more comfy white couches set at the east side of the room. Under a square table at the center of those couches was a MEGA furry couch. The table contained books, a short white lamp and another coffee machine. Behind the set, was a non-lit fireplace. On the fire place were more framed of this boy with magenta hair. I was starting to get really curious… I decided to pick up the picture and look at more closely, when I hand snatched the photo frame out of my hands. I quickly turned around with my reflex skills ready. Musa jumped back.

"Don't touch this!" She exclaimed, clutching the photo frame to her chest, like it was her own baby.

"O-o-k-k," I stuttered feeling completely embarrassed for being scolded by my host.

She nodded her head slightly, walked over to the couch, and began reading a book. While I wandered into the door to the right of the books area… For the first time, I almost fainted! This was SO a dream! I had to pinch myself making sure if this was real. I know, childish for me, but like, Hello? How would a guy react if a room was filled with exercising equipments? Or should I say a gym right in a room?! There were squat stations, barbells, bench press, incline bench press, hammer strength machine, cables and pulleys, dumb bells, pull up bars, lat pull down machine, leg extension machine, leg curl machine, hyper extension bench, dipping bars, smith machine, preacher bench, abdominal bench, leg press machine, hack squat machine, calf machine, led adduction machine, abduction machine, pec deck machine, kettle bells, wall bells, foam rollers, stability balls, punch bags, etc. All these were fantastic! I had to try some out! Just when I was about to try out the bench press, Musa came in, with a white towel wrapped around her head. She was wearing a striped black and white X-Large T-shirt that said: FORGET WHAT YOU THOUGHT, GOOD GIRLS ARE JUST BAD GIRLS THAT HAVEN'T BEEN CAUGHT. Since the shirt was so large for her, it hung down all the way to her knees making it look like a mini dress. Man, did she look hot!

"Uh, uh, uh, Riven, you need to go freshen up before you get to touch any of those equipments," Musa said seductively.

"Yes Ma'am," I whispered softly in her ear, while at the same time licking it, making her shiver.

"Out the door, across the room, Mister," Musa said caressing my cheek, "I've already hooked your clothes on the door for you."

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Musa P.O.V.

I was punching the punch bag, by the time Riven came in.

"Musa, stop punching that bag, you're making me hard," Riven flirted.

"Aww, poor Rwivwen," I said back in a baby voice.

"No really, Musa," Riven said pleadingly.

"Fine, poor baby," I said as I came over to pat his head.

I began to work on my kicking skills, trying to kick as high as possible. So far I had already marked my highest record on the wall, which was 7 ft.

"Musa, you need to practice kicking better, that's just low," Riven insulted.

"Excuse me? Let's see you try darling," I snapped back.

"Piece of cake," Riven said as he kicked up and smirked.

His kick was of course higher than mine. At 10 ft!

"Do you mind teaching me?" I asked while jokingly fluttering my eyelashes.

"I'd do anything for you, babe," Riven replied.

That made me blush. He would do anything for me. Does that mean stay with me forever... Be mine… Love me the way I love him… But then it occurred to me he was only flirting. My bubbles have just been popped, way to go!

"Ok, there are 3 basic principles of kicking high; Momentum. Strength, and Flexibility. Let's start off with flexibility, can you do a split?" Riven began.

"No, I can't," I said sarcastically, rolled my eyes, and did a split right on the spot.

"Mu-Mus-Musa, g-go g-get p-pants on right n-ow…" Riven stuttered looking at me with lust.

"You're not my freaking boss, Riven," I snapped back, "I can wear whatever I want!"

"I SAID GO FUCKING CHANGE INTO PANTS RIGHT NOW!" Riven yelled out in frustration, which made me almost cringe.

"Key word: ALMOST"

"Make me…" I whispered.

"Fine!" Riven growled, while pushing me against the wall of the room.

He now had me trapped against the wall with his two arms on each side of my head.

"Hey! That's unfair!" I whined.

(A/N: Smut coming! Skip the following section to the next chapter if you don't feel comfortable reading this!

"That's your punishment, babe," Riven whispered, as he placed his hand right under my shirt.

His hand started to travel higher and higher. Until he finally touched me right through my wet panties. His finger moved across my damp panties before he found my clit and flicked it. I let out a small moan as he did that. My cheeks flushed and my breathing was so uneven as he played with my clit. I literally wanted to beg him to go under my panties. He finally did; about to touch it but then stopped making me groan out in frustration! This man was killing me!

"See, Musa this is what you do to me," Riven whispered huskily.

All I can do was nodded, but then whispered, "Take me."

That did it he pushed me against the wall even harder. Both of us grinding into each other as he finally stuck one finger and me. Moving it in and out, this was getting way to good to let it go. After a few more seconds of dry humping, licking, fingering, kissing, stroking, etc., we took it to the level beyond that. He took me to my room, as I gave him direction. Not even bothering to survey his surroundings, threw me on the bed, and began attacking my lips… The next things that happened all just seemed like a dream come true…