"Three hundred… three hundred and fifty… four hundred! Ara~! Fujiko's bringing us in a lot of money!" Lupin grinned to himself, counting the bills in his hands a few more times before putting it in the safebox under his desk and locking it up tight. With his experience cracking safes, the man knew definitely how to lock one up securely.
He leaned back in his chair, arms behind his head as he crossed his legs on the desk, thinking to himself. His office was small yet cosy, having a comforting scent to it that was half masked by the scent of irises that Lupin was beginning to grow accustomed to… though there was one problem.
Despite the fact everyone else working as flowers had numerous customers, some more than others with Fujiko being the most popular, Lupin himself hadn't gotten a single request from any of the customers. It frankly offended him, and it wasn't like he could 'sample the wares' himself - especially not on the clock, so he was left there in his office counting the payments over and over out of boredom.
His mind wandered to thoughts of Zenigata the previous day, snickering to himself at the odd scenario of goody two-shoes Zenigata being in a Love Hotel of all places, thinking it was laughable. "Ahh poor old Tottsan, he most likely *would* need a Love Hotel to even think about getting laid. Who'd even look at that old body of his and get even the slightest bit aroused?" he mused to himself, swiveling around and standing up to walk to the bar fridge by the wall.
Pouring himself a drink, he sipped it and thought with a smirk on his lips. "I wonder how much he'd need to pay a whore to get them to even stand for him to take off a single layer of clothing, heuh-heuh...probably more than he makes in a year, I'd bet."
Thinking about it, his mind couldn't help but try to imagine what Zenigata looked like without his bulky mackintosh and such, raising a brow as he realized from all the times he'd run-in with the inspector that he did indeed have a solid set of shoulders and a broad chest, half surprised a man of his age could maintain such a fit figure.
Realizing where his mind was going, he shook his head and downed the glass in one go, trying to shake the dirty thought from his mind. "Eugh, I can't be thinking of Tottsan like that, he's ancient and so… repulsive," he said to himself firmly, his cheeks somewhat warm from the buzz of the scotch he'd downed, swirling the glass in hand and hearing the ice clink softly within.
He hadn't the foggiest of why he would even begin to want to think about Zenigata in any state of undress, and yet, as he leaned against the wall and felt the breeze come in from the open balcony doors, he kept thinking about it. Kept thinking about Zenigata, and the way such a broad chest must probably have at least some hair on it.
He knew someone as mature as Jigen had a wild mess of hair across his chest and down his abdomen, having seen the man shirtless more than once during their beach trips… and the occasions where his betting had made them take a nude walk of shame home.
Lupin couldn't help but think about how Zenigata smelled, trying to pry the brief memories of it from the few times they'd been close enough for him to take notice of the inspector's smell. Heat… coffee… cuff polish… all these scents came to mind and he let out a huff, thinking that by letting himself think about it he'd get it overwith and indulge his mind in one entire perverted thought about the inspector.
Then it'd be right back to thinking about Fujiko and the other cute women who'd come into the Love Hotel seeking the services of their flowers. A perverse snigger escaped his lips as he imagined Fujiko going about her 'work', wondering if the female patrons were there just for Fujiko, drooling at what his mind coaxed up for him as he imagined what would go on in those rooms.
Breasts bouncing, legs apart, a thick cock and-
"Aah what?! N-no, ah…" Lupin sputtered, shaking his head to clear his mind and knowing that it wasn't just the scotch that brought an unshakable warmth to his pale face, eyes wide. He almost let the glass slip from his hand, setting it on the table by the minibar and stepping out onto the balcony for some fresh air.
Feeling much too hot under the collar, Lupin fumbled to undo his tie and unbutton his shirt a bit, letting the cool afternoon air wash over him and ease the burning he felt all across his cheeks. His neat brows knitted together as he gripped the railing, trying to steady his mind and not focus on the thoughts that were driving him insane.
'Is Tottsan a gentle lover?'
'Does he have kinks?'
'What position does he favor?'
Lupin felt like he wanted to claw his brain out of his head and toss it in the back dumpster, thinking no morse scotch for tonight as he assumed that to be the cause of his lowered inhibitions and dirty thoughts directed at the inspector. Slumped against the swivel chair at his desk, Lupin let out a groan and scrunched up his nose, going to kick his legs up onto the desk but feeling the chair wobble and send him falling back.
Half winded from the fall, he groaned louder and slammed his fist against the floorboards, sitting up and resting his head in his hands. 'Why is this bothering me so much?! Why do I want to think about it so much?! I-I could be thinking about Fujiko's chest and how the customers were coming for her and… yet here I am, my mind settled on that bastard…' Lupin thought, rising to his feet and sitting the chair straight up.
'Tottsan…'
~ X ~
Glancing across the reception hall, Lupin sighed boredly and realized it was indeed mostly women here, though none had even glanced at the Iris on the menu. He felt like chopped liver, seeing the rest of the gang at least get one customer every so often and even Fujiko getting multiple customers paying at once. It grinded his gears and he hated it, tapping his fingers against his chin as he thought, trying to deduce why he of all the gang members was the least popular.
Goemon had a somewhat shy and foreign charm to him and of course got his fair share of both men and women coming in to 'experience' cherry blossoms for themselves. He had undoubtedly skillful hands and seemed to be very popular right behind Fujiko.
Jigen was rugged and scarred and had the same charm to him as a dark, dry whisky that left you gasping after each sip. An element of danger and yet safety in his arms. Mostly men favored him, though a few women had come in, though he'd seen all the women be turned away for one reason or another.
Fujiko's charm didn't even need explanation; she was busty and curvy and willing to do pretty much anything with the patrons she received - mostly women though some men did come in too.
"Aahh… what do they have that I don't?" he griped, tapping his fingers against the reception desk's top and looking at the selection menu. Not a single request for the Iris.
Not. Even. One.
"A face that isn't so repulsive," a familiar voice answered, Lupin looking up and being met with Zenigata's gaze. Surprised to have seen him there in the first place, he was even more surprised the inspector would come *back* after the first visit. "Besides, when there's other options out there who'd go for a monkey faced criminal like you?"
Lupin grit his teeth and glared at Zenigata "I'm NOT monkey faced; I'm stunning!"
"Psh, in your dreams Lupin."
"What brings you back here then, Tottsan? You come to try and pick a flower, eh? Decided that you're fed up with not getting laid so you came back here to try and beg for one of the flowers to put up with you for five minutes?" Lupin teased, receiving just the reaction he expected as he saw Zenigata's face warm up and his eyes *burn* as they stared into Lupin's.
"N-no! I'd sooner quit the force than ever even dream of stepping into one of those rooms with you or your gang," Zenigata defended with his voice being the epitome of a stammer and his face being as flustered and red as could be. It was surprisingly easy to make the man blush, Lupin had found.
Lupin sneered "And yet you're back."
"T-to collect evidence against you, Lupin! Evidence!"
"Ohh so you *are* going to be snooping around in the rooms, you pervert?"
"I'm not a pervert!"
Lupin chuckled "And yet you're back. You could be anywhere else in the world, Tottsan and yet… you're here, in a Love Hotel with me. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're back for some flower picking and you have your eyes set on some beautiful French Irises, hmm?" he said, fluttering his lashes at Zenigata and making the policeman's entire face warm right up.
"W-what?! There's no amount of money on this earth that could pay me to even withstand you naked, Lupin!" Zenigata said, slamming his fist on the desk and almost upturning a cup of pens and pencils. "Besides, I'm… not here for men."
"OHH so you are here for a flower picking then!"
"SHH!" Zenigata hissed, cupping his hand over Lupin's mouth in an attempt to silence him before anybody else heard. "You want my business or not?!"
Lupin couldn't help but grin widely under Zenigata's hand, snickering at the smug satisfaction he had seeing the inspector finally break down and want to hire some of the services there. "Don't worry Tottsan - I'll be quiet about it~! So you're after Fujiko then? Shame, she's all booked up!" Lupin said, prying Zenigata's hand off his face and showing him the selection menu.
Indeed Fujiko was booked up, scheduling several people in one day.
"See? So then, Tottsan, who are you going to pick instead?" Lupin inquired with a smug smirk, hand rested against his chin as he gazed at the older man looking as flustered as ever. "N-nobody then, if she's booked up. I told you I wasn't here for men, Lupin! Ghh… you should really hire more women here if you want to attract more customers," Zenigata remarked, folding his arms and turning away from the desk.
Lupin raised a brow, scratching his chin "More women? Hm…" he muttered, thinking to himself. He *would* hire more women, but this was such a tight-knit operation that he couldn't just let somebody random into the mix and have to split the already divided pay further. He winced, knowing he was already forfeiting his first month's pay to the other three.
"Yes, more women. Not everybody is content to share one single woman and two other men, Lupin. Until then, I'm keeping an eye on you… but I'll take my leave. I get enough looks as it is coming in here," Zenigata said, going to leave.
In a panic Lupin looked up and grabbed Zenigata's shoulder, making the man whip around to glare at him in confusion "Ah, what?! What did you want? I'm leaving Lupin," he said, the thief giving a half-hearted laugh "Oh but we do have another woman in here, we just uh… haven't signed her up on the menu yet, she's new."
Intrigued, Zenigata raised a brow and turned fully to look at Lupin, hands on his hips with a scrutinizing frown. "Hmm… you do? Where is she then and uh… how much are her rates?" he asked, losing that dominant steam as he spoke, blushing more as he asked the last part.
Lupin chuckled nervously, blinking and trying to think of something off the top of his head. "A-ahh she's uh… upstairs in the office. We don't have a fourth bedroom set up yet so uh, she'll be up there waiting… if you're interested," he said, smirking and having his heart pound in his chest as he was pulling this ruse off. Zenigata seemed to buy it but furrowed his brow at Lupin, still suspicious.
"What does she look like? Any photos?" he asked, Lupin sweating a bit and pretending to look around for a photo that wasn't damn well real, let alone where he was looking for it. "Ahh they're in my office, I'll go get them! Be patient, Tottsan~! She's a real cutie!" he said with a wink, darting upstairs off the swivel chair and rushing into his office.
Slamming the door shut, he began to panic. What mess had his big mouth gotten him into? One involving a made-up prostitute and Zenigata, that's what. Out the corner of his eye he spotted it and let out a sigh of relief; the disguise kit. He knew he had it in here, sniggering as he walked over and began to pick out what he needed, nodding to himself.
"Let's bring you into the world."
~ X ~
"Lulu?"
Lupin nodded to Zenigata, showing the man the photo he'd taken in the disguise, showing off the 'woman' laying against a lounge chair in Lupin's office wearing little more than a suggestive piece of lingerie that showed off her pronounced chest, long black hair and sweet yet devious smile.
"Of course, she's a colleague of mine and she'll be helping out… though… while we set up the new room you'll have to use my office, I'm afraid. Hope that's not too much of an issue, Tottsan~!" Lupin said, as if showing off the disguised photo of himself like it was the real deal.
Convinced, Zenigata raised his brows and stared in awe at the woman he was being shown, a noticeable warmth to his cheeks as he passed his eyes over her figure time and time again and was getting quite smitten with her. "So then, she shares your rates?" Zenigata asked, raising a brow yet keeping an eye on the photo held up for him.
Lupin nodded, putting the photo away much to Zenigata's disappointment, opening up the cash drawer at the front desk and holding out his hand to Zenigata palm faced up to receive the payment.
Feeling the cash discreetly enter his hand, he smirked and stuffed it into the drawer and returned his gaze to Zenigata. "Be mindful though, she only accepts anal and nothing too rough, alright? She has sensitive skin," he forewarned the older man, standing up and beginning to walk up the stairs.
"I'll go in first and let her know you're coming, then I'll call you up. I'll be attending to some finances so I'll be busy, but you'll be preoccupied with Lulu so it won't matter now will it?" he laughed softly, heading up and to his office. Putting the money under his desk, he immediately tore off his clothes and tucked them in the closet, taking out the disguise kit and setting about transforming Lupin the III into Lulu Roselle.
Adjusting the fake breasts, Lupin cleared his throat and peeked out of the office a bit. "Hey Tottsan, Lulu's ready for you! Come on up! I'll be going off, bye-bye!" he said, using some string he'd tied to the doorknob down the hall to make it seem like he'd just left into a different room.
He could hear footsteps eagerly heading upstairs, hearing that deep rumbling laugh Zenigata had and quickly scrambling to close the door and lay against the lounge chair, seeing as that was the only available surface for him to lay comfortably upon. Lupin picked a sultry position to lay in, getting into character before clearing his throat and putting on the voice.
The door was met with a polite set of knocks, then Zenigata clearing his throat. "Miss Lulu? I was told to come up and meet you in here?"
"O-oh of course, To- ah I mean Mister Zenigata~!" Lupin said, correcting himself before he could let 'Tottsan' slip out like that. Not so soon into his plan.
The door opened and Zenigata emerged into the room, closing the door with a soft *click* behind him, laying his eyes upon 'Lulu' and practically drooling over her. "My my, Miss Lulu… you certainly seem very lovely, more than worth the price of admission I'd say~!" he said, tipping his hat off to Lulu and setting it aside as he shrugged off his mackintosh and hung it on the doorknob.
His tie was soon next, hanging it out the outer doorknob as if to say 'occupied' to anybody coming upstairs.
It was daunting seeing Zenigata strip so eagerly in front of him, though he put that up to the fact Zenigata was none the wiser to his disguise, doubting the man would do it if he knew it was Lupin there dressed in very convincing drag. "Ara… you're quite eager, Mister Zenigata…" Lupin purred softly, keeping in character though sweating a bit under the disguise mask.
"Ahh, how could I not be? You're extremely beautiful and it's been such a long while since I got the chance to lay with such a woman," Zenigata said with a deep husky rumble to his voice, a smile on his lips as he fumbled with his shirt buttons. "L-let me help," Lupin offered, getting up off the lounge and sauntering over to him, putting his hands to the older man's chest and blushing as he made contact.
Even through the latex covering his hands he could feel the sheer warmth emanating off of Zenigata's broad chiseled chest, practically soaking into his skin the more he lingered. He immediately began to work the buttons skillfully, impressing Zenigata who could only stare in arousal at the woman unbuttoning his shirt so easily and eagerly.
It served to arouse him further, a perverse grin emerging as Zenigata felt his shirt be opened up and shed off his broad shoulders with a gentle shrug. It lay there, crumpled on the floor and baring his chest, answering Lupin's prior questions about if the man's chest was hairy.
It was, but nowhere near as much as Jigen's mess of a hairy chest. Zenigata's was relatively smooth, Lupin figuring that was thanks to the inspector being Japanese and lacking the body hair most Western men had… spare for the trail that began at his navel and lead into his slacks held up by a belt.
Taking a moment and losing himself a bit, Lupin leaned closer and inhaled softly, hands pressed just under Zenigata's pecks as he took in that rich scent coming off of him.
Heat… coffee… cuff polish. It was all there.
He was snapped out of his daze by his chin being tilted up as Zenigata craned his head down and he could feel hot breath against his lips, smelling a coffee on his lips as well as a long since smoked cigarette just barely there, a hint of what the inspector had been up to prior to entering the Love Hotel.
Flinching at the prospect of being kissed by Zenigata, Lupin almost broke character and squeaked a bit in surprise, stopping Zenigata in his tracks. When he felt the silence weigh on him, he looked up and saw he'd made Zenigata stop successfully, letting out a soft exhale as he regained his footing and gave a soft melodious laugh.
"Kissing me so soon, Mister Zenigata? How brutish… shouldn't we save the kissing for a little bit later? Let's get the rest of you undressed first," Lupin said, keeping in character as Lulu as he pressed Zenigata back against the door and sank to his knees to begin undoing the inspector's belt.
As his hands fiddled with the buckle, an unmistakable aroma hit Lupin's nose and made him blush red under the mask, definitely familiar with the scent of arousal… though he wasn't prepared to take in the thick, heady scent of Zenigata's arousal that wafted up as his buckle was undone and his pants pooled at his ankles.
Nor was he ready for the sight of the monstrous tented bulge in the man's underwear, seeing the tip of it already sporting a wet patch.
The scent was… intoxicating.
"A-ara… you're so hard already," Lupin muttered in an impressed yet almost frightened tone, not having expected this to work as well as it had.
"Ngh… I… I couldn't help it, Miss Lulu. That's just the way you make me feel," Zenigata muttered in a low, gravely tone drenched with arousal, hands spread against the door he was up against, chest rising and falling with each hot breath. Lupin knew he couldn't just kneel there and earn that damn money that way, he knew if he wanted Zenigata to come back and continue paying them he'd need to impress him.
His fingertips slid just into the elastic waistband of Zenigata's briefs, sliding them down and feeling the thick cock smack into the underside of his chin as it sprung back up. Lupin almost cursed out Zenigata for that, though it was his fault for underestimating how far to lean back to accommodate for Zenigata's size. He certainly didn't expect the older man to have what he guessed was a full ten inches of cock.
'THIS is his dick? This beastly thing has… has just been in Tottsan's pants the entire time?!'
Lupin could barely wrap his head around it, but he knew his head wasn't what Zenigata wanted wrapped around it at all, so he manned up and leaned forward to wrap his lips around it. His lips brushed against the leaking tip, half thankful the latex just covered his lips so it was somewhat reassuring to him that he wasn't making direct lip-to-cock contact, at least that's what he told himself as he slipped the head past his lips and into his hot mouth.
The latex didn't go in his mouth, of course, so he was indeed met with direct mouth to cock contact like he'd dreaded, but to his surprise it… didn't taste disgusting like he expected. He wanted it to taste disgusting just so he could have reason to pull away and hate it, and yet, there was no disgusting taste; it was raw and indescribable and unique enough that he couldn't quite nail down the taste exactly to anything but Zenigata.
He heard the man suck in a breath and then moan into his closed fist, making Lupin blush red and be reminded that the girthy cock in his mouth was indeed belonging to Zenigata. A fact that half put him off but… mostly aroused him.
By now Lupin could feel his own cock roused up half way and pressed half-heartedly against the inside of the disguise, rubbing against it and causing him to moan softly against the thickness in his mouth. The vibrations from Lupin's moans sent jolts of pleasure up Zenigata's spine, making him arch his back a bit against the door and moan.
"F-fuck, mnn… your mouth is wonderful, Lulu… ah… p-please, more~!" Zenigata begged in a low, wanting tone, his eyes glistening with desire. Helpless to turn the man down, Lupin nodded and begrudgingly slid more of the cock into his mouth, feeling so incredibly lewd as it pushed inside and got about not even half way before he couldn't fit a single inch more.
What he couldn't fit in his mouth he gripped with his hand and began to stroke, coiled his fingers around the base of the older man's penis and stroking it to where his lips met their limit and back again. Between the erotic sound of sucking and the smooth noise of stroking skin on skin, it was enough to get Lupin harder. Much harder than he wanted to be, especially on his knees in front of Zenigata of all people.
The absolutely lewd noises he was coaxing out of Zenigata were noises he never expected himself to want to hear, and yet, hearing them just roused his desires more and fanned the flames burning within his loins. Said flames he'd assumed only burned for cute girls, and yet, there certainly weren't any cute girls he knew with such a thick and meaty cock like Zenigata.
'W-what am I thinking?! This is Tottsan's cock in my mouth, w-why… why does it taste so filthy yet I love it? Ahhh I can't… ah, th-this is just an act~! I'm in character!' Lupin screamed at himself through his thoughts, blushing warm enough that he was sure it showed up through the disguise mask.
The lipstick he'd put on as part of the disguise was now smeared against Zenigata's cock, the red lipstick smeared in a lewd ring around his length as if to leave a temporary mark that Lupin had been there, even if in disguise, reminding him each time he leaned forward that he was there sucking cock.
Lupin the III, the famed thief and womanizer, on his knees sucking off the very police inspector that had followed him to the ends of the earth to put him behind bars.
And… he couldn't stop himself.
He pulled away, a line of saliva connecting his glistening, puffed lips to the older man's tip, quickly breaking under its own weight and leaving a glistening line down Lupin's chin. He was far in now, it'd be too late to back out as he'd already sucked Zenigata's damn shaft and knew he couldn't chicken out now.
He wasn't about to do this by half.
"A-ah, I can barely wait… a-are you ready?" Lupin asked, his voice still sweet and melodic as he kept up the Lulu act further, getting up to his feet and pressing a knee to Zenigata's groin, hearing the man let out a soft half-stifled moan and gazing into those lustful eyes of his.
Zenigata nodded, breathing heavily and blushing right to the tips of his ears, a soft smile on his lips as he leaned in and kissed Lupin before the man could have a chance to react. Though he went to push away, all his strength melted as he pressed his hand to the policeman's chest and found all his wants to push away crumbling like a biscuit in hot milk.
"Mmnn… Z-Zenigata…" Lupin moaned breathily against the older man's lips, feeling Zenigata's warm hand pressed to the small of his back, cupping his ass and giving it a soft squeeze. Zenigata was solid like a brick wall, but a warm one that he found himself wanting to be pressed against more often.
At this point, he was too far into what was happening and his thoughts were helpless against his desires, his eyes hazy and cloudy as they gazed up into the lustful yet loving eyes of the man he was against. "So cute…" Zenigata purred, stroking his thumb against Lupin's bottom lip and receiving a lustful yet embarrassed look back.
Lupin couldn't even tell if it was him or the lust speaking, but he wanted desperately to hear Zenigata say such sweet loving words to his real face rather than a disguise. His heart was pounding, near ready to burst out of his ribcage, mind hazy with lust and the desire to just experience being Zenigata's lover if only briefly.
He'd deal with whatever regrets in the morning, but now… now was the time to indulge himself.
"A-ah, you're cute too!" Lupin purred right back, squirming softly and feeling his sensitive cock pressed against the inside of the disguise and rubbing so tantalizingly against it that he could feel the stickiness of pre-cum down his thigh already. He knew he'd made the disguise so that it didn't quite cover his asshole, knowing that for the love of God he couldn't pretend to have a pussy and have it be convincing.
He pulled away from Zenigata and walked over to the desk, bent over it and wiggling his hips in the older man's direction to entice him, his breathing heavy and the lipstick that had once been neatly on his plump lips was now smeared against his chin and upon Zenigata's cock.
"P-please… I can't take it any longer, I need you in me Mister Z-Zenigata~!" Lupin softly begged, remaining in character as much as he could though he felt like the grip he had on Lulu was slipping and it was slowly just becoming Lupin the III again but extremely horny and impersonating a woman.
He wasn't even justifying this with any excuses anymore, he was too far in and by God he was going to finish this.
Looking lustfully over his shoulder, Lupin could see Zenigata looking at him with a hunger that gave him sensations that pooled in his belly and made it feel burningly warm. Approaching the bent over 'lady', Zenigata placed his hands on 'her' hips and felt the quivering beneath his hands, smirking. "Don't worry Miss Lulu, I'll be gentle…" he assured Lupin, pausing before realizing he didn't have a condom.
Lupin let out a horny whine and fished through the drawers of the desk he was pressed against, fishing out a condom packet and passing it back to the inspector stood behind him. "T-there, ah… hurry up, I-I'm gonna die if you don't put it in now!" Lupin whimpered with a soft frown, wiggling his hips more and feeling the cool air against his exposed asshole.
"Alright, I'm hurrying! I don't want to tear the condom, and… what about lube?" Zenigata asked, somewhat embarrassed by the question he had to ask, not wanting to hurt the lovely 'lady' beneath him. Lupin let out a groan and fished through the drawers once more, pulling out the lube that he'd kept there for 'personal time', handing it to Zenigata with a selfish pout.
Flustered by how horny Lupin was being, Zenigata donned the condom and found it was just barely fitting against his girthy cock, clicking open the lube lid and proceeding to pour a generous amount on Lupin's asshole. The clear fluid was as cold as fuck, and Lupin whimpered and grit his teeth, shivering and clenching slightly at the temperature.
Despite having been in his desk drawer for a while, and the room being warm, the lube was cold as if to spite him.
As he felt the lube warm up, he also felt something else against his asshole, glancing back just as Zenigata pressed a finger into him, letting out a gasp and a soft half moan half whimper. It felt odd having something inside him, let alone a finger, let alone Zenigata's fingers.
Even one single finger just felt big inside his tight, untouched ass, feeling it begin to move in and out slowly. "Nghh," Lupin softly grunted, squirming softly and feeling another finger be slid in to join the first, stretching him decently - and that was before Zenigata scissored his fingers apart and stretched Lupin's asshole further.
Lupin winced and gripped the desk, gritting his teeth. "A-aahh fuck, that hurts…" he whined, looking back at Zenigata and blushing warmly as he laid eyes upon the red-faced inspector, shyly glancing away.
"S-shh… it's just to prepare you for being ah, penetrated…" Zenigata explained, knowing it would hurt at first but it would get better the more he was prepared. Gauging Lupin's reaction and readiness, he slipped in a third finger and began to slowly move them in and out up to the knuckle inside Lupin.
The disguised thief arched his back and gripped the desk edge until his knuckles went white, mouth agape in a silent moan as he felt his cock rub even more against the inside of the disguise, his body sensitive already but his cock leaking profusely thanks to the rutting against the desk with each movement of Zenigata's fingers inside him.
"Z-Zeh… Zenigata~! Nghh… fuck, please… ah, put it in me! I'm ready! I can take it!" Lupin begged, knowing he wouldn't last with the torture his poor cock had to take inside the disguise, so used to having it touched and handled properly and not at all anything like being restrained underneath skin-tight latex.
Absolutely lost in the mad lust, Lupin was just begging to be fucked, even if it was Zenigata's doing.
Hands on Lupin's hips, Zenigata removed his fingers and heard the soft horny moan elicited from Lupin, smirking a bit and pressing his tip where his fingers had been. "Are you sure you're rea- oh fuck!" Zenigata moaned, feeling Lupin grind back against his cock, attempting to desperately buck his hips back and push the cock inside him, feeling like he'd die if it wasn't inside him in the next five seconds.
Zenigata, trying to hold back on the rough sex he was being coaxed into, steadied Lupin's wild hips and thusly made the younger man peep softly out of submissiveness, quietening down. Surprised yet pleased by this reaction, Zenigata laughed "Look at you, Miss Lulu… so horny and wanting. I am too, ah… fuck… let's do this," he purred, pressing his dick into Lupin's lubed up entrance and feeling it be almost sucked inside thanks to the lube and preparation.
Lupin, feeling a mix of pleasure and pain all at once, arched his back and jutted his hips forward against the top of the desk, giving a soft rutt against it that brushed his cock against the skin-tight latex once more and brought about another tingle down his spine as he felt his poor cock leak more pre-release onto his thighs.
Part of him wished he made a hole or a slit so his cock could be set free, but he knew that would give away himself almost immediately. He settled for reaching down his front and rubbing where his cock was underneath the latex, brushing over the disguise's panties and rubbing the outline of his cock desperately.
To Zenigata, it appeared that 'she' was simply touching herself in the midst of the act, not wanting him to cum just yet and grabbing both of Lupin's wrists in his own, Lupin's cheek pressed against the top of the desk. Lupin could feel the fronts of Zenigata's thighs flush against the backs of his own, shuddering as he could feel the man's enormous cock buried deep inside his ass, feeling it stretch him and take up a selfish amount of space.
"S-so big~!" Lupin whimpered, practically drooling onto the desk, wondering why on earth he'd never tried this kind of sex before if it felt so amazing. He knew there had been times where he could have seduced Jigen or Goemon if he had felt like it, but he never had even dared to, keeping up the 'manly womanizer thief' look about himself out of just pressure, he guessed.
But with his wrists restrained in Zenigata's iron grip, body bent over his own damn desk with Zenigata's thighs pressed to the backs of his own and his entire ten inch cock fully inside the theif's ass… Lupin began to think he could 'broaden his horizons' a bit after this.
He let out a whimper and softly wiggled his hips, grinding against Zenigata desperately and pleading in a mumbled horny gasp for him to start moving. Zenigata, sure that the 'lady' beneath him could indeed handle the thrusting he wanted so desperately to enact, nodded and pulled his hips back only to thrust them back forward, pushing his dick back into Lupin and hearing him moan like a bitch in heat.
At this point, Lupin *was* a bitch in heat, mouth agape with his tongue lolling out of his mouth glistening with saliva that just ran down his chin in glistening trails, feeling his once virgin asshole being pounded into so gently and lovingly. Embarrassed a bit by how gentle it was, he grit his teeth and moaned softly.
"Z-Zenigata… ah, you… you can be rougher! Please…"
Zenigata blushed and smiled softly, leaning forward as he thrust and giving Lupin's cheek a soft kiss, nibbling his earlobe. Erotic chills ran up Lupin's spine, letting out an ungodly sexual scream at the sensations that had been brought forth by the sensation of teeth grazing over his earlobe; his sweet spot, his on button, the one place you could reliably nibble to turn him the fuck on.
Surprised by the reaction he was given yet aroused beyond belief at the sheer raw sexual need that he heard in the moan, Zenigata continued to bite and suck on the earlobe, Lupin able to feel it even through the latex, slamming his hips into Lupin's with enough force to start making that lewd slap-slap-slap rhythm audible.
The desk itself shook slightly with each thrust, Lupin watching as he saw a framed photo on the desk fall face over from the impacts of Zenigata's rough movements. This felt so damn dirty and taboo, and yet here Lupin was enjoying every second of it, feeling the older man's love rod plowing in and out of him and drooling over it.
Each thrust from the inspector brought a rough, hoarse moan from the man himself and brought loud, shameless moans from Lupin. It wasn't a lie to say that Lupin was noisy during sex, any of the gang members could confirm just from having to listen from the other room whenever Lupin brought home somebody.
He couldn't help but be vocal when his partner was doing something right, and the man was just vocal in general so it easily translated to the bedroom… or in this case, Lupin's office.
"Fuck! Yes! Y-yes oh fuck! P-please, ahh! I-I'm not gonna~!" Lupin moaned loudly, feeling Zenigata thrust hard into him and also grab the long hair of the disguise for leverage. He felt a twinge of panic as he felt cool air on the top of his head, knowing that the only way that'd happen was if the disguise was tearing.
And it was. And he panicked.
'S-shit! If the disguise comes off now, Tottsan is going to freak out and stop! Ah! N-no!' Lupin shuddered, genuine panic in his eyes as he felt himself being pounded into, pleasure shooting through him with each thrust, feeling Zenigata's balls slap into the backs of where his balls were, pressed tight thanks to the latex disguise.
His whole mind was melting, reduced to a shivering pile of goo from all the intense pleasure hitting him in ways he'd never dared experience before now. Then it happened… all in one swift go.
Zenigata thrust inside at just the right angle and struck Lupin's prostate head on, Lupin arched his back and cried out a loud guttural moan as he felt hot cum spurt from his cock and be smothered against the inside of the disguise against his stomach, the disguise ripping at the face and giving Zenigata an eyeful of the man beneath the disguise.
By the time he even muttered "L-Lupin?!" it was much too late, roaring out in pleasure and feeling orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, hot seed spilling out from his tip into the condom inside Lupin. Both men rode out their orgasms, Zenigata's moan of Lupin's name ending up being his final cry as he came while Lupin had similarly moaned "T-Tottsan~!" as he felt himself cum.
Exhausted, Lupin collapsed against the desk, eyes almost rolled back into his skull as he panted and tried to catch his breath. With the head of the disguise torn off him in the act, he figured it was useless keeping the rest of it on, tossing the disguise onto the floor and exposing his entire pale body slick with sweat and cum all over his stomach, thighs glistening with pre-release.
If Lupin was one thing in that moment, he would be one hell of a hot mess.
Huffing and gasping in an attempt to catch his breath, Lupin laughed softly to himself, realizing he really just had sex with Zenigata of all people and that he'd really taken it this far. Zenigata, looking shocked and confused, stared at the discarded disguise like it would rear up and attack him, looking to Lupin bent over the desk and feeling a wave of emotions hit him.
"Lupin… you… you were Lulu all along. You… deceived me into sleeping with you!" the inspector gasped, clenching his fists and pulling out of Lupin's ass, taking off the condom and tossing it angrily into the trashcan by the office door. He realized his pants were on the floor and delved through them as he whipped out his cuffs, reaching over Lupin and clicking them onto his wrist swiftly.
Surprised he actually had cuffed Lupin, he took a moment to process his emotions before frowning. "Lupin… you… you're under arrest for deceptive sexual practices!" he said, Lupin simply laughing softly and tiredly, looking over his shoulder before getting up and easily slipping out of the cuffs before putting them on the desk, taking the tissues and cleaning himself up with them.
"You enjoyed yourself though, didn't you Tottsan?" Lupin asked, a brow arched as a smirk made an appearance on his face, walking over to the closet and taking out his clothes, dressing himself as Zenigata fumed where he stood, red faced and embarrassed about the fact he'd just slept with the infamous Lupin the III… and had ENJOYED it.
He stood for a moment, stark naked, eyes darting back and forth as he tried to piece things together. "I… I did but… you can't trick somebody into sleeping with you Lupin, you horny bastard! I… I had no idea it was even YOU under that disguise! I should have known; you'd do anything to get laid, I didn't expect it to be with me," Zenigata frowned, picking up his clothes and beginning to frantically get dressed.
"It's a crime, you deviant! Deceiving someone into sleeping with you is a crime and counts as rape!" Zenigata spat, angered and approaching Lupin with the cuffs once more. "You made me willingly violate you a-and-"
"We slept together, Tottsan, you were as horny as I was and you enjoyed yourself. I wouldn't call it rape, that's such a harsh and ugly word. Admit it; you'd sleep with me if you had have known I could be so skillful in bed!" Lupin teased, dodging a swing of the cuffs and tugging up his pants, stumbling over to the lounge chair as Zenigata tried madly to snap the cuffs over Lupin's thin wrists.
"LUPIN!" he shouted angrily "You've done some heinous things, but making me sleep with you?!"
"You PAID me to sleep with you, Tottsan~! I even accepted your low payment since you seemed horny and desperate," Lupin said teasingly, sneering at Zenigata as he kept moving just out of the policeman's reach each time he tried to whip the cuffs on him, climbing over furniture skillfully until he was backed against the wall with Zenigata holding those silver cuffs, stood in front of him.
He might as well have been another wall for how sturdy and solid he stood there, a glare in his eyes as he looked at Lupin with a mix of betrayal and anger. "You deceived me and you're going to pay for what you've do-" he began, cut off when Lupin grabbed his wrists and drew him in close, locking lips with him and surprising him enough that the cuffs clattered to the floor at their feet.
Melting into the kiss after a struggle, Zenigata felt so conflicted and confused and angry yet… soothed. Lupin's lips were impossibly soft and plump, tasting sweet yet having a noticeable hint of Zenigata's precum there as well. Embarrassed that he could taste himself on Lupin's lips, he staggered back with a red face and wiped his mouth.
Lupin snickered softly, a perverse half-lidded look in his eyes "What's the matter, Tottsan? Afraid of kisses?" he teased, making grabby hands at the inspector, inciting the red blush crossing Zenigata's cheeks almost on command. Zenigata grit his teeth and turned, picking up the cuffs and being too hot under the collar to stand to be there a minute longer.
"I-I'll be back, Lupin. Mark my words."
"Marked. Just make sure you're honest with yourself next time," Lupin winked, walking casually over to his desk and taking the money out of the register box to add to the safe, humming to himself as Zenigata turned and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind him.
The moment he was alone again, Lupin shivered and felt so dirty for what he'd done, looking to the odd hundred euros in his hand that had been in Zenigata's wallet, exchanged for Lupin's anal virginity. His eyes lingered on the bills, his mind telling him 'Yep, you sold your virginity for about a hundred and fifty euros Lupin. Sold it to Zenigata.'
He closed his eyes and stuffed the money into the safe, wishing to have it out of his hands faster than he'd ever wanted any money in them, closing the safe and folding his arms over his chest with a huff. This was really how things were turning out.
~ X ~
Sat once more behind the reception desk, Lupin picked at the eggs and bacon breakfast Jigen had made, seeing the morning sun coming in through the windows and spilling onto the interior floor of the Love Hotel. Glancing out by the terrace he could see Jigen taking a morning smoke, Goemon sat in the hall meditating in the lotus position and Fujiko out for the morning on her own business.
Sighing and figuring that he might as well wait for Fujiko to be back before they opened, considering she was their most popular asset. He was honestly surprised when a knock interrupted his thoughts, looking up at the door before setting down his half-eaten breakfast and getting up to see who it was.
He had a good feeling about who it was, smiling and grinning widely "Ahh Fuji-cakes~! You're- T-Tottsan?!" Lupin gasped, staggering back when he wasn't met with the red haired woman he expected to see, rather he was met with the brick-wall of a man himself; Zenigata.
"Lupin! I… huh? The… place IS open, isn't it? Or am I early?" Zenigata asked, looking past Lupin and seeing the place was still very much empty. Lupin raised a brow but nodded "Afraid we're still closed Tottsan, we aren't open until Fujiko comes back from her trip… so… I'm afraid she won't be available," he said, hands on his hips.
Zenigata frowned, hands on his hips "I still wish to come in, Lupin."
"Eh? Why? After yesterday I thought you'd be too riled up at me to come back," the thief said, leaning against the doorframe and giving the inspector a raised brow and a soft smirk, seeing the man blush and scowl at him in response. "You're just lucky that I don't decide to file a report against you, now… I doubt you'll need all of your gang here at the same time for what I've come to speak with you about," he said firmly.
Lupin raised a brow and let the inspector in, seeing him walk up to the reception desk with his hands on his hips. Sitting behind the desk, Lupin didn't even have time to ask what it was before a wad of bills was slammed down onto the desk, Zenigata's finger pointed to the Iris as he glanced away, face consumed by blush.