I, uh, don't know what to say anymore.

...Crap, I don't know what to say in this A/N! A simple apology for being absent for sooooo long is certainly out of the question! So is a whiny speech about people not reading my horrible stories! A farewell note to my fans describing why I feel the need to retire from this page is undoubtedly even WORSE! What do I do!? WHAT THE HELL DO I DOOOOOOOO!?

...Wait.

...Hang on a sec. Guys, check the story's description. PLEAAAASSSEEEE tell me I changed its rating from T to M.

I did? AWESOME! Then there's no need to quit anymore! Whether you're one of my loyal fans or some random dude (or chick! Gender equality) who just happened to stumble upon this fanfic, be sure to keep your eyes on the screen, because Y'ALL ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS THE VERY FIRST LEMON I HAVE EVER WRITTEN! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

YOU THERE! LIGHTS OFF! LET'S DO THISSS!

Oh yeah, get your favorite tune on. Something sexy, like Careless Whisper. Things gon' get steamy from now on.

BO-Oops, forgot to turn caps off.

Bonus Chapter: Sexual Frustration, Pt I

WARNING!

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MASSIVE OOC-NESS, VANILLA AND FEMDOM. DOES NOT CONTAIN SEXTOYS FOR OBVIOUS REASONS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Sheesh. They've only had a fight just seconds ago in this very room, and now they're already making out.

"Mhmm..."

Akame let a sultry moan escape her lips as their bare skin touched. Oh, how she admired the way he made her entire body shake with pleasure, how he pierced through her defenses with ease when the two of them were alone together.

Her palms tightly gripped the mattress as she captured Tatsumi's mouth in a tense lip-lock, slowly grinding her bottom onto his rapidly growing boner while pressing her not-that-modest bosom onto his well-toned chest. The man beneath her was clearly enjoying every bit of it; he reached up and played with her knee-length dark hair not long after, leaning deeper into the kiss. As their tongues fiercely battled for dominance, the two ex-assassins once again moaned, savoring each other's lovely tastes.

Apparently, they never got tired of doing this.

"Uhmm...Ah..."

About a couple of minutes later, Akame abruptly seperated her mouth from Tatsumi's with an audible "pop" sound, drawing a low growl of disapproval from him. Ignoring the sudden loss of warmth on her wet, red lips, the ex-Night Raider raised her head, opened her eyes and gazed dreamily into her lover's green ones, which were also open wide and were staring directly (and innocently) back at her.

"What is it?" Tatsumi raised his eyebrows questioningly. His soon-to-be wife replied with a playful look on her face.

Without smiling.

Yeah, that's how good she is.

"Don't you think I should..." Akame motioned to her half-naked body. "...get myself out of these? It's kind of getting in the way, you know."

"Nonsense." Tatsumi is not amused.

Swiftly, he sprung up from the bedsheet and pulled her in for another kiss. The raven-haired girl was momentarily surprised by his sudden movement, but played along anyway, her fingers finding their way up his back.

"You suit them." He simply stated.

...Well, he's not entirely wrong, to say the least. The only articles of clothing that Akame had thrown carelessly beside the bed were her black tank top, her lacy bra and her combat gauntlets. Tatsumi told her to leave the long gloves on, and now all she had on besides said gloves were her usual miniskirt and her black stockings.

(Hey don't judge me!)

Oh, and just so you know, she's now hornier than ever.

So Akame did the most logical (*snort*) thing she could think of. She pushed Tatsumi down again, straddled his hips, cupped his cheeks and smashed her lips against his in a hungry kiss.

Fourteen years...

He playfully bit her lip, earning another moan of pleasure from the fair lady he's engaged to.

If only he could see what's on her mind.

Brace yourself, Tatsumi. Your resistance will be futile against my assault.

Akame deepened the kiss as her grinding speed increased immensely. She kept bouncing up and down on Tatsumi's naked body at a steadily growing pace, each bounce accompanied with a lustful moan coming from her own mouth.

This was nowhere near enough. She wanted more.

She needed more.

And he knew it.

HA! Wasn't expecting it to be so short, didn't ya? Well, unfortunately that's everything I could possibly come up with...for the time being. My English's still limited, as you may know.

If you didn't pay attention to the chapter's title (which I assume many of you did), the bonus chapter's split into two parts, and this one can be considered a "prologue" of some sort. The real action, A.K.A sexy time will occur in Part II.

Oh, yes, this is not a dream. TL;DR, there's gonna be another one. No, Kill The New Threat won't be the next chapter. Yes, that means the next chapter would be another one of these! And a full lemon! No, seriously though, trust me on this one, guys. Exams are finally over, so now I have loads and loads of time to write.

Oh, and um, if you're interested in my other works, I've been wanting to start a RWBY fanfic after completing both Volumes and weeping over Monty's tragic death *sobs*. It'd star my male OC (who I have yet to name) and he'll be paired up with Ruby. So, uh, I got the designs covered, but can you guys provide a plot? That'd be sooooo kind of you, so lemme know if you can think of anything.

Alright, this A/N is becoming rather long. Now if you don't mind, I have to go work on Kill The New Threat, whose first half was almost a seperate chapter named Part III - Aftermath. Part II is coming up real soon, so stay with me!

Ja ne!