"Come, come, come into my world.
Won't you lift me up, up, high upon your life."
Sitting in her office in her chair staring outside the giant window in front of her, Makima softly hummed along to the sound of the music provided to her by her MP3 player hanging onto her belt, with her headphones in as she overlooked the city of Tokyo.
She loved the small device providing the music to her, a gift from her higher ups, they told her it wasn't yet brought onto the market. She had been playing the same song on repeat as she peacefully overlooked the city she was meant to protect from the Devils. The sun was just peering over the horizon, dawn was settling in silently.
In the reflection of the window she saw the door to her office open. She turned around in her chair to see the ever loyal and obedient Denji walk into her office. Pausing the song and removing her earbuds she placed her hands on her desk.
"Good morning Makima," Denji said softly as his eyes looked down peering at her chest, covered by her usual white button up "I uhm…I took care of the Tasmanian Devil Devil like you asked me too."
Makima smiled "good boy" she said simply. And he had been, always doing what she asked the moment she asked him. Keeping him on a leash like a good dog.
She felt a feeling swirl up inside of her. Maybe it was the music affecting her, but she thought? Yes? Denji had been a good boy…she had given him the bare minimum for a long time. A warm bed, a home, a good meal. Maybe she should give him…something more.
Removing her MP3 player from her belt and placing it on the desk, she walked around to it towards the sofa couch on the right side of her office. She sat down on the farthest side of it and beckoned Denji to come over to her. The young man as usual did as he was told and walked over to her, with Makima padding herself on the lip.
As instructed Denji sat down on the couch horizontally so his head was now resting on Makima's lap and he was looking right up at her.
Makima started petting Denji's head, her fingers running through his hair.
"You've been a good pet Denji…a very good dog haven't you?" his response was a simple nod as his face blushed bright red. Her right hand begins to wander, slowly moving down to his pants, resting on top of his crotch area.
"I want you to lay completely still, don't move a muscle" she commanded.
The sound of zipper being undone.
Her hand reaching down into his boxers. Denji felt like he could just faint on the spot as soon as her warm hand reached around and took hold off his already hardening manhood. He gulped as she pulled it out of its confines and out in the open.
Her eyes took a long look at the pulsing erection in her hand. A simple touch had already made him this hard. She wasn't surprised by this, but it still felt good regardless. She returned her gaze back onto Denji, who now stared deeply into her eyes.
She looked into eyes of disbelief and smiled as her hand began to move his cock up and down, her fingers meticulously placed around the base.
"Oh hmmm…..ahhhh" Denji started to moan. As per the orders she had given him he kept his hands firmly at his sides, no matter how much the desire grew to do something, just anything. Like touch her, feel her, just everything…
Makima just looked him in the eyes, never losing her gaze, not even looking as she jerked him off almost excruciatingly slow. But the pleasure inside Denji's eyes spoke volumes enough. Her hand pumped his manhood slowly up and down, each pump sending shivers through Denji's entire body.
"Such a good dog for me aren't you Denji?" Makima asked unflinchingly as she looked at him thoroughly.
"Woof" it was almost on instinct the way he reacted. Makima smiled and pumped even faster, jerking him off in an impressive speed, making Denji feel more then he could ever imagine. Euphoria was flooding over him like a wave at the beach. He never imagined something could feel so good as the woman he loved was pleasuring him.
"Bark for me Denji, bark for me…" Makima demanded softly.
"Woof! Woof!" Denji cried out in pleasure as Makima's hand moved faster and faster. He could feel himself get closer to release and his increased barking only spurred Makima on even more and she moved her hand as fast as she could, jerking Denji for all he was worth.
The rush. The pleasure. Makima's warm hand did its job well and soon Denji had reached his end. His barking almost turning into a howl as he came. A rush of warm seed ejecting from his manhood, coating Makima's hand completely with its sticky substance.
The wave of pleasure had disappeared as fast as it had appeared. And when it all washed over him Denji looked up into Makima's beautiful eyes. She smiled at him and then turned her eyes to her hand, now coated with Denji's semen.
Almost in slow motion Denju watched as she moved her hand to her mouth and slowly licked a bit of his seed off it with her tongue, savoring the taste with a satisfied "hmmm…"
"Makima…" Denji tried to say before Makima suddenly stood up from the couch, causing him to quickly sit upright. She walked past him, her cum coated hand up in the air as she said "go have breakfast Denji, I've already had mine" she said.
Denji didn't say anything, just nodding as he zipped back up and gave her one last longing look before walking towards the door and walking out of her office. Makima watched him go and once more began to lick his seed from her hand, salivating in the taste of it all.
"Hmmm such a good boy…." She said giggling to herself.
A sudden ringing sound however snapped her out of her thoughts. Seeing a bright red light appear from one of her desk drawers, Makima pulled a napkin from her pocket and wiped her hand as she walked towards her desk. Once there she threw the now dirty napkin on her desk and opened the drawer, revealing a metallic ball which emitted the red light.
She grabbed the metallic ball and pushed a button on the side as a message appeared right above it. The message reading.
"Meet us in five minutes. You know where."
Makima read the message in complete silence before closing it and placing the object back into her drawer. She grabbed the MP3 player again and placed it back on her belt, putting in her earbuds and pressing play as she walked out of the office.
"Take these arms that were made for loving
And this heart that will beat for two
Take these eyes that were meant for watching over you."
Exiting her office and walking down the hall, she reached a seemingly unassuming door at the end of the hall. It was just an empty office space nobody used. Or at least that's how it seemed, hence nobody ever entered it.
She placed her hand on the door and muttered something inaudible. The door glowed dimly as she finally pushed the door open and entered the seemingly empty office before closing the door behind her.
Makima could see a table in front of her in the darkness, and barely could she make out the shadows of people sitting at the table. At least six people seemed to be there, two on the right, three on the left and at the end of the table sat one silhouette. Her eyes glanced over to all sides seeing nothing but darkness in the room.
Removing her earbuds from her ears, she stepped forwards towards the table and stood still in front of it. It was then that a voice spoke.
"Glad you could make it on such short notice Makima. I surely hope we did not disturb you in anyway" it was a male voice, a deep and strong one at that.
Makima bowed her head for a moment before speaking "not at all. How can I help you mister Boss Man" she said with a happy and cheeky smile.
"You dare to speak to our leader like that!" one of the silhouettes shouted, the one on the far left side of the table. Makima could see even in the darkness that concealed the leader in the center that he made a hand gesture that instantly silenced his colleague.
"All is well, my apologies for his outburst," the man in charge stated "I have called you here since we haven't gotten a report from you in quite a well. We understand your responsibilities to ensuring the safety of your city's citizens, but as a liaison to our organization I hope you understand that we also require your knowledge in our collective goals."
Makima, unflinchingly nodded her head "I understand completely sir. But it's been a busy periods. A lot more Devils are popping up and we have been swamped. Hence I haven't been able to report to you about recent findings."
"What about the Gun Devil you promised us?" another one of the figures asked, a male voice with a clear distinct accent sitting on the right side of the table.
"I have not acquired any new information on the Gun Devil. As you know I have been searching for him for a long time, but he is elusive so I hope you understand why acquiring him might take a while" Makima told.
"Nonsense!" the same figure who shouted at her before yelled as his form stood up "you haven't been looking for him, you have been wasting your time on that new toy of yours, ignoring your responsibilities to us you vile insignificant little…"
A snap of fingers was heard and the figure was silent. Slowly but surely sitting back down in his seat as darkness still obscured him. The leader's voice soon followed.
"Forgive Henry for his outburst, he is just distrustful by nature. But I have faith in your abilities and your convictions and I'm certain you will not disappoint us. So please you are free to go, report to us immediately when you find any useful information."
Makima smiled and bowed her head "will do sir" before she turned around to leave.
"Oh and one more thing Makima," the leader's deep voice spoke as Makima stopped in her tracks and turned her head back "please ensure that this boy does not become a distraction to you, lest I'll be forced to remove him."
Makima's expression didn't change and instead she replied with a simple "understood" before she left through the door, reappearing back into the hall she had left behind early. Tokyo's Devil Hunter HQ.
Looking around her she saw nobody, so she plugged her earbuds back in and pressed play as she walked down the hallway, humming along to the song she was listening too.
"Come, come, come into my world.
Won't you lift me up, up, high upon your life."
A/N: So everyone I am not sure if I want to continue this story or leave it as one off. Let me know what you think if you'd like to see more of this story and I'll see if I can continue it.
