You lit the cigarette held between your lips, since being with Mamoru you had found yourself picking up the dirty habit you had once stopped. Mamoru had been gone several days on an undercover mission, you had no idea where he had gone, where he was, how long he would be gone or even when he was coming back. You'd not smoked once the whole time he had been gone but you missed him deeply and the smell of the smoke helped you at least feel like he was there in some presence. You sat up in his bed, wearing one of his old shirts, reaching for the ashtray on the side of the bed. You whined as you flicked ash into it, your mind constantly on Mamoru, you missed his touches, his kisses, his scent, hell you even missed him calling you kid. But most you missed him coming through the door after work, knowing he had come home safe. Mamoru had asked the others to look after you whilst he was away, he couldn't risk telling you where he was going for your safety.
The night before he left, he couldn't get enough of you, he wanted to feel and fill each inch of your body. Through multiple rounds, bringing you both realms of pleasure. He took his time before pounding you into the bed, you were almost frightened the bed would break at some point. He had been sure to mark your skin, numerous love bites traced down your neck and shoulders, ensuring to prove to the other bidders you were struggled to walk the next day, he had pounded into you so hard he has slightly bruised your thighs. It was the best night you had had together, it was like he was trying to give himself fully to you before he had to leave. Your core began to tingle at the thoughts of passionate night. You inhaled your cigarette, the taste of it lingered in your mouth reminding you of Mamoru and what his mouth tasted like when your youths would explore each other.
Your body was burning, aching for him. You didn't want to touch yourself whilst he was away, you wanted to wait for him to be back, in all honesty you were unable to achieve the pleasurable sensation Mamoru was able to give you. But tonight your body was craving for him, you could feel your wetness spreading on your thighs.
[Mamoru POV]
It was well past midnight by the time you rolled in, you were excited to see (Y/N), though knowing the kid she would be passed out asleep by now. You didn't mind that though, you were just excited to see her. Your plan was to just slip into the silent penthouse, into your room, kiss the beautiful woman lying in your bed and sleep then all other motives could be fixed in the morning.
You'd be away on undercover missions before, but this one was the worst by far, you literally had to tear yourself away from her the day you left, it felt painful. Being unable to hear from her or see her hurt you emotionally the only thing keeping you going was knowing she would be there when you came back. For once the mobster was actually useful to you, keeping you updated on her and reassuring you that Eisuke was not up to some perverted shit.
You crept up the stairs of the penthouse before reaching your bedroom door, slowly opening it to the last thing you had imagined. (Y/N) sat up her eyes tightly shut with her head thrown back slightly, a lit cigarette hanging from her mouth, one hand was fondling her breast under your shirt she was wearing half done up. Her legs slightly spread, exposing the small panties she was wearing, whilst her other hand was gripping at the bed sheets. It was a sight to behold.
[OC POV]
His name gently escaped your mouth as you exhaled, you had got so lost in your lustrous thoughts and touches you hadn't noticed Mamoru, standing in the door mesmerised by you. You almost screamed as a hand removed the cigarette from your mouth, your eyes forcing open, moving your hand from your breast and you grabbed the arm in front of you.
"Easy there darlin, I'm glad to see you learned that grip I taught you," Mamoru mutters, in front of you with a smirk.
"Mamoru?" You asked, confused, blinking to ensure he was really there. He chuckled as you loosen your grip on him, your cheeks flushing at him having seen you fondling yourself gently.
"Your back? I've missed you," You said, leaning yourself up and pressing your lips fiercely against his. He kissed you back before pressing you back against the bed leaning over you.
"These are a naughty habit you know," He says, having the cigarette you were previously smoking in his hand. Was he serious?
"Says the man who smokes like a 100 a day!" You pouted with a scoff.
"You know, I was going to wait until tomorrow and spend all day pleasing you, but seeing you then makes me think you need a punishment darlin," He says with a slight smirk. Mamoru had a slight kink for this, you think it had something to do with his cop personality but you couldn't help get excited at.
'Oh you walked in before the right show, I just couldn't wait for you to come," You replied with a wink to him. He takes your hands in his, crossing them and pinning them over your head before you feel a cold metal clasp against them, handcuffs? Well this was new. He cuffed your crossed arms to the bed frame.
"That should stop the naughty hands of yours," He says with a smirk before pressing his lips to yours. The kiss is passionate, his hands gently trailing down your neck, ripping open his shirt causing you to giggle slightly.
"I'd stop giggling kid, you're under arrest for bad behaviour," He whispers into your ear before roughly grabbing your breast causing you to moan.
"Punish me, Mr Kishi," You replied, gently thrashing your arms against the cold cuffs against your wrists. He moves down your exposed body, holding you by the waist, his mouth latches onto your breasts causing you to moan. Your waist thrusts slightly, attempting to grind yourself up against him but no avail as he grips your waist tight keeping you in place. He presses his teeth sharply against your nipples, you crying out in pleasure. You were desperate to touch him, for him to touch you and you can't help but roll your hips against his hands, desperate for some friction. He smirked slightly against your skin, visibly pleased with your response. He moves down you more and rips your panties off, his fingers making quick work against your throbbing clit.
"Mamoru!" You cry, your back arching off the bed, the handcuffs thrashing against the bed and your skin. Your hips squirm under his touch, you wanted to grab his hair as you always did, entangling your fingers in his hair. He thrusts a finger into you, giving you just a moment of pleasure before removing himself and undoing his trousers.
"Since you're so keen to have something dirty in your mouth," He says, releasing himself from his boxers before kneeling over your head and guiding himself to your mouth. You open and accept him, slowly moving your head up and down his length whilst he adjusted himself. He grabbed onto the headboard with one hand and your hair with the other. You moaned against his length as you bob your head up and down, gagging slightly when his tip hits the back of your throat. He grunts at your movement, loving the feeling of your tongue swirling around his cock, wanting to thrust himself into your mouth. As you swallow around him, he throws his head back, his hand gripping your hair tightly as hips begin to buck causing him to hit the back of your throat. Just as you knew he was close, he removes himself for your mouth.
"I love the feeling your mouth darlin, but I need you now," He growls, moving off you and he flips you around kneeling behind you. You let out a little whimper, the cuffs had dug into your wrists slightly as he flipped you.
"Shit, shit, (Y/N) are you okay? I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you," He quickly says, leaning over you pressing kisses to your shoulder before gently rubbing your wrists. Even when he's lost in the moment, he was still the sweet, caring Mamoru you had grown to adore.
"It's okay, Mamoru please just," You whined, pressing your ass against him, grinding vigorously against him.
"Mamoru? Don't you mean, ," He asks, smirking against your shoulder and gently slaps your ass.
"Don't tease me , please, I need you," You whined before you felt his hands on your waist and him thrusting fully into you. Your back arched instantly and you almost came from the action.
"Oh, oh god! Kishi!" You cried as he thrusted against you at an intense pace. The words moaning from your mouth made his snap, he was unable to hold himself back. His hips snapping against yours ass, his manhood pressing against your g-spot each time, your walls tightening around him in response.
"Im! I'm gonna!" You cry, throwing your head back. Your handcuffs clanging against the bed frame, the bed shaking violently at his thrusts, his fingers digging into you waist leaving bruises. Your walls tightened and you released around him, crying out his name before he let out a animal like growl, something you'd never heard from him. His hips bucked, moving at an inhuman pace before he stilled, crying your name from his mouth and released into you. He collapses against your back, panting.
"Holy shit," He murmured, before releasing your hands and pressing gentle kisses where the cuffs had marked your skin a little. He lay back, pulling you to lie on his chest slightly unable to catch his breath before reaching onto the bedside table and placing a cigarette between his lips. Oh hell no.
"Light that and you'll be getting punished, kiddo," You smirk against his ear before gently biting his ear lobe. He chuckled slightly, not realising you were dead serious. He looked into your eyes before pulling the lighter and inhaling.
You grab his hands before quickly cuffing them above his head, chaining them to the bed. You straddled him, removing the cigarette from his lips and placing it into yours, you smirked slightly at his shocked face.
"Come on kiddo!" He whined slightly at the loss. You take a quick draw before flicking it into the ashtray.
"You're under arrest, Mr. Kishi," You say, gently running your fingers down his body.
"Under what charges?" He asks, smiling smugly.
"For being so goddamn sexy, for bruising my thighs when you left, for making me miss you, for dis-obeying orders, but mainly for going away and leaving me," You said, between each one pressing kisses down his chest.
"Sweetheart," He responds, going to cup your face but being stopped by the cuffs.
"I mean, I… I was so scared you wouldn't come home to me," You said, moving yourself up to straddling his chest, you swirl one finger around his chest and the other gently gripping his hair.
"Punish me another night, please just let me hold you," He says softly, looking up into your eyes. You was looking forward to returning the punishment but right now you just wanted to be in his arms. You lean over him and fiddle with the handcuffs.
"How… um how do I?" You asked confused, messing with the clips.
"You just, no, ow! No, kiddo your pinching me," He says, his hands thrashing gently against the cuffs that had tightened. You couldn't help but giggle at the beginning to panic detective under you.
"Goddamn it kid," He mutters, unable to get free. You climb off him and grab your silk dressing gown before throwing it on, using the bed covers to cover the lower half of Mamoru and heading to the door.
"(Y/N)?!" He yells confused as he watches you leave the door. You swallow all pride and embarrassment before quickly running to the door next to Mamoru's room.
"Baba?" You whisper, your face flushing red as you quietly knock on the door. You wait a second before a half naked Baba looks groggily at you as he opens the door.
"I...I'm so sorry! Was you asleep, I, I need your help it's really embarrassing," You whisper.
"What's happened, you want to see how a real man makes love?" He says with a slight smirk. Not even engaging with him, you take his wrist and lead him into Mamoru's room.
"(Y/N)!" Mamoru yells flustered, seeing you bring Baba into the room.
"Princess, I'm flattered, you any day, anywhere but Mamoru, its too weird," Baba says shocked, seeing the man handcuffed to the bed.
"Shut up! I need your help, I can't undo the sodding things," You whisper embarrassed. A roar of laughter left Baba's mouth and you elbow him in the stomach.
"Can you just, please" You hiss. He chuckles before walking to Mamoru, who won't look at him as he releases him.
"Thank you," Mamoru whispered, gently rubbing his wrists. Baba passes the handcuffs to you before leaving the room.
"Consider this payback for the heavily disrupted sleep, Mr. Kishi," He says with a purr before leaving.
"Mamo, I'm so sorry," You said running to him but you're unable to hold your giggles.
"Your such a kid," He says, pulling you onto his and wrapping his arms tightly around you.
"Shut up!" You giggle against him.
"I can't believe you got Baba, I'm never going to hear the end of this," He muttered.
"I mean I did tell, if you light that cigarette, you'd be punished," You responded, still giggling.
"I've missed you so much, all I wanted to do was come back home to you," He said, pressing kisses to your head. You snuggled into his chest and pressed a hand to his chest.
"I missed you too, I'm so glad your safe," You said, his hand gently grabbing yours and you sharing a sweet intimate kiss before falling into a sleep slumber.
Howls of laughter, woke Mamoru from his sleep and he already knew what was coming. Slipping his arms from under you, he grabbed his cigarettes and got dressed, leaving you to sleep peacefully before heading out the room. All four bidders had their eyes focused on him as he walked down the stairs.
"Okay, get it over with," He said, knowing the onslaught of comments were coming, he wanted to face this alone. He knew (Y/N) would be embarrassed over their teasing.
"We don't know what you mean, " Ota smugly said. You lit your cigarette before going into the fridge.
"Careful, don't get handcuffed to that!" Soryu smirked, even joining in.
"Baba, be a gentleman and go rescue him, if he needs it," Eisuke adds. Mamoru's face slightly turned red at their comments, he knew he wasn't going to live this down.
"Watch it boys, he might punish you," Baba finally chimes in. Mamoru turned to retaliate against the on slaughter of comments but a whistle from the stairs interrupted him. (Y/N) was standing there in his shirt with a pair of handcuffs twirling around her finger. All the bidders looked stunned at her, her figure peeking through the shirt. She gestured Mamoru over, he obediently followed, placing his hands on her waist.
"Come on, you can take their punishment out on me, anyway. you. like. Mr Kishi," She whispered loud enough for the bidders to hear before pressing a kiss to his lips and guiding him back upstairs, his mouth wide open.
"Holy shit," Ota said, he could catch flies, his mouth was so wide.
"Say what you want but that detective is one lucky man," Soryu mumbled, returning to his book.
"You should have heard them last night, I thought the bed was going to break honestly, for a man who rarely moves, he has stamina to him," Baba said. He had heard the whole thing, he ended up having to relieve himself after hearing her cries, he was just glad he finished before she came knocking on his door.
"She's a proper saucy minx, I'd love to see her in handcuffs," Eisuke smirks. All the bidders pictured it, before quickly scattering to their rooms alone. Mamoru didn't have to imagine it, he was living with it, his beautiful sweetheart handcuffed to the shower, crying out his name.