"Oh won't you come…come…come into my world.."

Makima was tapping away at her desk once again listening to her favorite song. It made her feel at peace in some weird way. The Collective was breathing down her neck to find the Gun Devil, to provide them with some sort of weapon they could use against an apparently very powerful enemy.

She couldn't imagine there was someone powerful enough to stand against a being that could change reality with a snap of his fingers but apparently there was someone so powerful that the Collective put every resource imaginable into finding something against this enemy.

The moment she became an agent of the organization, a liaison as it where Makima had aimed only for one thing, a position among the six highest ranking members. The Gun Devil was her key to getting that spot.

But it kept alluding her, even now.

She wasn't frustrated by it as much as she was desperate. She had promised the Collective a powerful being to use as a weapon and she had nothing to show for it after all these months. Nothing at all.

Her eyes transfixed on the door as it slowly opened, revealing the disheveled appearance of Denji as he walked through and closed the door behind him. Makima paused the song and removed her earplugs before asking.

"What brings you here Denji?"

The disheveled hybrid kept his head down as he walked over to her desk. "Miss Makima…I have been thinking about what you told me and…I want to offer a solution."

Makima raised her eyebrow "and what kind of solution could you offer me Denji?"

"Well," Denji said nervously "I know you promised your superiors the Gun Devil but…if we can't find him then….I'm willing to offer myself up in it's place. Let them use the Chainsaw Man."

Makima for the first time in forever seemed genuinely surprised. Denji's sudden out of nowhere offer took her genuinely by surprise. She stood up and walked around her desk and leaned against it with her arms crossed.

"That is quite an offer Denji. What made you decide this course of action?"

"I know how much this position means to you miss Makima…and I want to help you reach it….I want to do anything to help you" Denji told her resolutely.

"Do you now. Such a good dog you are Denji," she said before she walked over to him and looked straight at him "are you sure you want this? The Collective is not for the faint of heart. And you are a sensitive little dog Denji."

Regardless of the warning, or perhaps because he didn't hear nor listen to it, Denji enthusiastically nodded his head. Makima smiled and wrapped her hand around his tie, pulling him along and taking her to the nearby sofa. She nonchalantly sat him down on the sofa and made one simple remand.

"Unzip your pants."

Denji was struck silent for a moment before he finally gave into her demand, as he always had. Slowly unzipping his pants as his manhood began to grow, all due to the presence of the powerful woman in front of him.

Makima leaned forward and fished Denji's erection out of his pants. This time eyeing it up a little more before she moved in close to his ear and whispered "I think you have earned a big reward for your selfless offer."

Denji could only look in disbelief as Makima sunk to her knees, even then she still seemed so high above him. His erection felt warm in her hand as she softly rubbed it. No words were exchanged between them.

Makima lowered her head, enveloping Denji's manhood in one swift gulp.

Denji imagined this was what heaven felt like. Warm, soft, comforting. All these words perfectly described the sensation Makima's blowjob was providing him. The sloppy sounds of her licking and sucking up and down his shaft filled the entire room with a bouncing cacophony and Denji could not take his eyes away from the sight.

She did not use her hands, they where clasped firmly behind her back. Her mouth was as usual her only tool, mostly she used her words but now here she was, using it to please him. Him. Denji's face was red as a beet and moans where escaping constantly from his mouth as Makima provided her magic.

She was taking him in deeply. Her teeth softly grazing against his foreskin, sending sparks all throughout his body`. He knew he couldn't hold it back much longer. He was not used to this incredible sensation.

"Come for me Denji…" he heard Makima softly speak.

This send him over the edge almost immediately, following her request he released himself inside her mouth, painting her mouth white as she patiently gulped down all his seed. After about half a minute the orgasm finally subsided and Denji opened his eyes to see Makima already standing up.

"Zip up Denji. We have a meeting to attend."