Lucas got woken up by a discreet beep in his right ear. A call. Completely groggy, he fell from the couch where he slept fully clothed, tried to untie the knots he did with the sheets in his legs, gave up and brushed his ear, lying on his back on the ground.
- ... Yes ?
- Lucas, I completely forgot to tell you, you're going to need salad, enough to fill a fat bowl, cheese dices, and salad sauce to feed my sister when she wakes up. She won't be able to gulp any other food, and if she doesn't eat...
- ... Rose, it's only 8 am, we went to sleep two hours ago, she won't wake up anytime soon... anyway why are YOU up ? Asked Lucas with an awfully dry mouth.
- Didn't sleep yet. I'll go later. Please assure she's eating, she went on.
- Yes, yes, I'll feed her with her salad, sighed Lucas. I'll chech we have everything needed, then I'm going back to sleep. Good night.
The call cut before he finished his sentence, and Lucas growled loudly. He hated waking up early after partying. And what a party! No one would have guessed Sentry and Lila would get married only three months after the arrest of Ren. Kaito and the Boss' brother. Kamui. Lucas didn't know what his power was, but he knew it had to be powerful, if he looked at the powers of the two other brothers. He was his boss since three months already. Three months during which he did mission over mission over mission with Verte.
Lucas turned his head to the corridor, as if he could see Verte sleeping in the room he usually slept in at Kaito's. She said "later" when they began working on Lila and Ren's case. But "later" never got there. They went on working like there was nothing between them. But they also talked a lot, laughed together, had epic fights almost turning to physical, and got revenge in video games together. Lucas shighed and rubbed his sleepy eyes. She never lied to him, didn't like doing it and sucked at it whenever she tried, but always refused pointedly to talk about their relationship.
The young man closed his eyes over his red irises, and sighed again. Then, in one swift move, he got up, letting the sheets fell to the ground and walked silently to the bedroom. Verte was holding part of her cover like a plush. It was cute, but it pulled on her cover that wasn't covering her anymore. Lucas knew he put her to bed in her underwear (that had been a hard trial) and one of his t-shirt, but he was obligated to notice that she was actually completely naked. Bluhsing, he closed the door sliently and went back to the living room where he slumped on the ground, like child. His eyes fell on the girl's outfit he put on a chair when they got there.
Lucas smiled. That dress was pretty, but it lost its interest when it wasn't on Verte. Short kimono made with a dark blue silk, the dress had a ruffly pettycoat with a large end, made with mutliple layers of black, partly see-through veil with greenish reflections. On her, the kimono parted under a mat black Obi to let show the petticoat to her knees. She wore it with simple ballerinas, the same shade of black as the Obi, and that had been enough to make her look delicate and gracious. Lucas remembered the moment he saw her perfecty, and suspected he'd remember it his whole life...
He was desperately looking for her since he got into the ballroom. Rose had arrived with Kaito and him, in a frilly bustier dress with an amazing galaxy pattern, her hair done into a complicated half braided bun with a few little braids escaping. She wore long gloves and high boots assorted to her dress and Lucas thought she was... spatial. Kaito didn't look away from her once in the evening, his hand firmly holding her waist, his eyes defying every man looking a bit too much at her, even if he was classy with his black tuxedo. She was smiling and kidding as usual, trying to distract Lucas who frowned as he looked for Verte.
Said girl entered the room discreetly, hidden by a group of people she didn't know. She stayed a moment staring at a woman in a superb white dress, worth being from a fairy tale, before recognizing Lila. Yet, she did accompany her to the surgery, and had been the first to see the after effects on her : precisely half her hair went darker, and three locks on the dark part of her fringe had changed respectively into cyan, magenta and yellow. Anyway, Verte knew Lila had strange hair that couldn't be easily hidden.
But she'd had thought she would develop a complex over it, and tried to tie it up, or cut it... wrong. Lila wore her hair just straightened, now multicoloured, down to her knees in a magnificent cascade. And, next to her, in a white suit, Sentry was overly proud. Verte almost let out a tear of joy as she saw how happy he was, then she looked away and her gaze fell on Lucas. Then drilled into his scarlet heated eyes. She knew she would have to talk to him. That she wouldn't be able to keep their relationship the way it was AND want more at the same time. He simply wore a suit vest over his red shirt, black suit pants and his dress up shoes with red soles, but she found him amazing.
Verte breathed in slowly, then held it in when she saw how admirative he looked as he watched her. She looked away, unable to prevent a blush on her cheeks, and couldn't see him cross the crowd quickly, making her sister laugh as old people hissed at him. He made her jump when he lifted her up to hold her tight against him. They hadn't seen each other for two days, he couldn't have missed her that much... unable to have a coherent thought, Verte kept her mouth open under the surprise. Lucas took the opportunity to tongue kiss her in front of everyone.
For an instant, she had doubts, at least a millisecond. Then she kissed him back passionately, slipping her arms around his neck. He ended up putting her down, letting her breathe, then looked at her with a beaming smile, reflecting the strange predator smile that always had been Verte's smile.
- Is there anyone out there...? Asked Verte's sleepy voice, bringing Lucas back to present times.
- You're awake? You can still sleep you know? I don't even know if I have something for you to eat in the fridge..., apologized Lucas without looking at her.
- Is there a reason explaining why you won't look at me?
- Depends.
- On... ?
- On Madam's visibility rank, in clothes' matter, answered Lucas with a smile.
- Then close your eyes. And no cheating! Ordered Verte, her smile being heard in her voice.
- Yes Madam.
He heard her walk, then approach in front of him. A thud informed him she sat or kneeled. Then she kissed him, and he forgot everything around him, unable to tell ground from ceiling. When she ended the kiss, he opened his eyes by reflex, and only saw her face, millimeters from his, her eternal predator smile on. He didn't need to look down, he saw in her eyes she was naked. He frowned.
- There's no way we're doing it right now, it hasn't been 24 hours that we're together yet, Kaito could come home anytime... And I'd rather be sure you want to do it because you really want it and not because your sister did it before you.
- WHAT ???? HOW SO, BEFORE ME??? Shouted suddenly Verte, entering a sudden rage mode.
- Shit, don't shout like that! You learned that yesterday at the wedding, you don't remember? Asked Lucas while grimacing, his hands on his ears.
- No ! But don't worry, I don't want anymore AT ALL! Growled Verte as she stood up, ignoring superbly the red spreading on his cheeks. I'm going to shower, I eat and we go home talking to them !
- Aye Ma'am... Answered Lucas looking elsewhere, embarrassed that she wasn't by her own nudity.
He waited until the bathroom door closed, then got up before opening the fridge. He followed Rose's instructions precisely and made a big salad bowl for Verte and put it in evidence on the kitchen table, before going to his room. He fetched a shirt and shorts he put in front of the bathroom door, then went back to take clothes for himself before stopping in front of the bathroom door, hesitant. It opened on Verte, dripping wet.
- What is it ?
- I need a shower, Madam.
- By all means, be my guest, I just finished.
Untrusting, Lucas watched closely her relaxed face, looking for a trap. He motionned to the clothes he prepared for her, then walked past her to go inside the bathroom. The suffocating heat made him waver, humidity sticking his hair on his face. He looked at the girl, his eyebrows moving upward, and she gave him a wicked smile without answering his muted question. Lucas went inside the shower fully dressed as Verte began drying herself with a towel. He put down his clothes one by one on a shelf, then turned on the water.
- Ouch ! Hey, how much degrees do you take your shower under ?!?!
- I love it hot. But as you're into a talkative mood, you may be able to explain how did I end up in your home, retorted Verte with a smile.
- Really simple, in fact. You went from GoldBub cup to GoldBub cup, and even if its alcolemy is far from the Pangalactic, you ended up pretty much wasted. I brought you back when you began getting angry at the DJ.
- What did I do? Asked Verte, her voice full of curiosity.
- You wanted to explode his stuff. Thankfully, Kaito stopped you, then... His brother did something to the DJ and he instantly calmed down, like he forgot you even existed!
- He's really persuasive, she answered calmly.
- How so? Asked Lucas, getting his head out of the shower.
- That's his power. I'm not too sure about how it works, but I can tell you he can persuade anyone in thinking or doing anything he wants. As long as the target is still open to reasoning. As it's almost never my case when I get angry, he has more difficulties to control me.
- I can see it, answered Lucas, laughing.
- And after ? Asked Verte.
- After what ?
- After I tried to destroy the DJ's stuff, what happened?
- You sat on a chair, and you fell asleep, answered Lucas.
- That's all ? I fell asleep, you brought me home with you, put me into pajamas, end of the story? Wondered Verte, surprised.
That wasn't all, of course. But how to tell her she did a magnificent love confession, on one of the most romantic slows of all music history? How to explain her speech about love, insecurity, her fear of letting go, then her rightful rage towards the DJ when the song ended and switched to another one, louder with a fast rythm, cutting short their magic moment? He really couldn't tell her. Lucas scrubbed his hair vigorously with shampoo, then noticed she was still waiting for an answer.
- No, that's not all, you also insisted on telling on the mic that you needed to vomit and people had to let you through urgently, laughed Lucas.
- You just told me I was sleeping, retorted the girl, doubtful.
- You want a minute detailed report? All right. Five fifty, you go on rage mode against the DJ. Five fifty three you sit angrily. Five fifty four you fall asleep. Six five your sis throws a glass of water at you and you explode the chair. Six seven she asks me to bring you home with me. Six eight I help you walk slowly to the exit. Six ten, you fly to steal the mic from Sentry, six twelve I manage to grab you back, six twenty we're in a cab. Six thirty-two we're inside the apartment, six thirty-five you're in the bed. Is that all right for you? Asked Lucas with a mischievous smile, ducking his heat out of the shower to see her reaction.
- ... I'll settle with hoping they have as much memory as I have, even if I know I'm doomed with Sen, Rose, Kaito and you... Mumbled Verte as she let her towel fall to the ground.
- Are you doing this on purpose ?
- What ? Clothes ? I just don't care about it, she shrugged.
- What if I care? Do you do this with everyone? Retorted Lucas with a vexed pout.
- Of course not, everyone doesn't have access to my bathroom, and I don't have acces to everyone's. And you do whatever you want.
- Whatever I want ? Perfect.
Lucas got out of the shower, dripping wet, closed his hand on her wrist and pulled her inside the shower before tackling her against the wall.
- Please don't break anything, I warn you, he whispered before smashing his lips on hers.
Rose was biting her lip, sitting on the sofa in her living room, under Kaito's bemused smile. She had tried to call alternatively her sister and Lucas three times in a row, and no one was willing to answer.
- They're okay, you should let them be, said Kaito gently.
- But he didn't tell me if he could feed her!
- So what? I'm pretty sure they're busy, you should trust him. I'm sure he has all she needs to eat, it's my appartment, I know what I buy and what I eat. What's more, they have things to catch up, he added with a playful smile.
- You think they're...? Asked Rose, shocked.
- I don't know and I don't care. What I know is we have some time in front of us, and I intend on making full use of every minute your sister allows us alones, said Kaito as he kissed her neck.
Rose giggled, tried to push him, gave in, and kissed him on the lips... before tickling him. He reacted instantly, howling out of laughter and twisting on every way, trying to escape from the merciless fingers of his girlfriend. They rolled onto the floor, laughing together, then he closed his arms around her and held her tight against him, preventing her from continuing.
- The more I spend time with you, the younger I get , sighed Kaito.
- Is that a bad thing ?
- It depends. You'll have to hold me back before I go back to diapers time ! Exclaimed gleefully Kaito.
- No, but seriously. Is it really a bad thing that I'm younger? Asked Rose.
Kaito straightened until he sat, made her climb on his knees, then took her face between his hands, a smile illuminating his face and making his strange blue eyes shine.
- Never. You're my eternal youth and happiness source. Don't even believe I wouldn't want you anymore one day, because you'd have a bad suprise. I'd never grow tired of you.
- Even when I do stupid jokes with words? Asked Rose.
- Yeah, even when you do that. I love that way you make me laugh with your stupid jokes. And I want to keep this stupidity my whole life.
- Oh, that, it wouldn't be the hardest, said Rose with a fatalist look.
- The hardest ? Asked Kaito, a bit anxious.
- The hardest, that would be telling my sister you want to keep me a whole life, answered the girl before bursting out of laughter, quickly followed by Kaito.
- You'll be perfect, said Lucas playfully.
- Talk for yourself, you're my manager and agent, you won't be the one facing the camera, grumbled Verte as she put on the purple padded vest completing her outfit.
- I love that outfit, think you could keep it afterwards? Asked the man as he feasted his eyes on her.
- I don't think so. But if you hurry, you might be able to take a pic, she replied with a charming look.
She spun on herself stretching her arms, letting him admire the outfit. They were in a cover mission in Norshity, Kaito had noticed a prostitution network going through the music industry, and created quickly false information to put on Verte's and Lucas' cover to make them infiltrate quickly the network. So they left quickly for a music clip shooting, including Verte as a dancer named "Gumi" to an idol group launch.
The three other dancers were ready, in outfits as skin fitting as Verte's, and Lucas fixated his hot stare on her as the girls got in place, waiting for the music, cameras on them. Without really wanting to, Lucas tore his gaze from his girlfriend, watching the technicians and other managers around the scene, then he noticed a higher corridor, rounding the hall from above. He took a few steps back, pretexting to look for another point of view, and found quickly the stairs. Without climbing, he made the upper floor invisible over him and gulped back a shout. The man he had seen behind a full railing didn't have his pants on and had a woman kneeled before him without letting any doubt about her activity. He noticed the man's hand pushing on her head, shivering as he understood she wasn't doing it willingly. He sent a quick text to Kaito using a glove gadget his Boss lent him for the mission and attached a photo taken right at the moment, he couldn't risk waiting for the woman to go outside of the picture. Kaito evidently asked him if he couldn't take a more decent picture, reminding him Rose was the one receiving their professionnal messages, and Lucas sighed as he turned to the scene. The song was ending, and the girls brushed back their hair in order before taking back their position for the second take. He settled in the chair prepared for him, and played with his glove, taking high definition pictures of his girlfriend he sent to his own digital adress without her knowing.
The shooting took all day, the afternoon busy with solo shooting. Verte felt queasy as Lucas spent all day long watching her with too much intensity when she noticed, and she felt he'd been doing it too when she didn't know. This gaze made her really uneasy, and she squirmed on her chair during break time as he talked with the man seemingly in command there, feeling his stare event hough he was in deep conversation. A beep in her ear warned her she got a call and she brushed her ear to take it, waiting her correspondant to speak.
- Verte, Lucas found him, it's seemingly the man in command.
- What do you mean? Asked Verte with a neutral tone.
- Your Boss wants you to go closely undercover, but Lucas refused. Problem is that he can't do that.
- So ?
- I'm the one in charge of giving you instructions. Follow your instinct, get near as Lucas watches over you. He has to deal with proofs, you're in charge of triggering. Be careful, this guy is way more dangerous than the teacher we arrested the other time, now it's a whole network we've got to crush.
- Don't worry, I know you're onto this since long ago, I won't be the one preventing you from successing, you can count on me, smiled Verte.
- I love your way of answering completely out of range while being perfectly clear, I never managed that.
- Well, that's why I'm the one doing it, laughed Verte. I gotta go, catch you later!
The man motionned to Verte and she graciously stood up, still in her dance reflexes, and noticed a lecherous spark in his eyes. Perfect, she wouldn't have to pull too much effort for him to get the idea to add her to his trafficking, as merchandise or as punctual "companion". She wasn't deluding herself, should the mission extend in time, it would only grow harder to play. Lucas slipped a possessive arm around her waist as she met them, and the man smiled. He asked no question to her, only talking about many projects with Lucas, but didn't stop staring at her for a second.
He ended up greeting Lucas, slipping his tongue over his lips as he detailed her one last time, then turned around and got out of the studio, failing to notice paint crackling on every wall. Verte closed her eyes, letting Lucas deal with communication with the technicians and projects managers. She felt he was pulling on her fingers and noticed she hadn't loosened her fists since the man's departure. They didn't need the dancers anymore, the background and effects would be added digitally, and the girls were invited to change so as to give back the outfits to the costume designers, as pictures had been taken first thing in the morning. Lucas walked her to her dressing room, and went for a walk as she was changing, like he told her he'd do. She only had time to take off the vest that someone knocked on her door. The hard part was starting.
The man came in without her answering, and Verte broke the lock right as he meant to use it.
- Your lock isn't working ? You like the adrenalin, the eventuality of someone coming in while you change? Or maybe when you sleep with your manager?
- I do not sleep with him, answered Verte with a tired voice. And the lock's simply broken, I'm just doing without it, tying not to stay in the door's way when I change. Can I help you with something ?
- You can miss... Megpoid ? What an unusual surname. May I call you Gumi ?
- Do as you want, but I'd ask you to be quick, I have to give back the costume in ten minutes.
- Very well, then I'll go straight to the point.
He walked to her and held her wrists, Verte letting him do it to fit her role, and he twisted them in her back in a swift move. He smelled her hair, then kissed her neck and slipped a hand between her legs. She let out a small shriek, asking him to stop, and he ordered her to struggle more, pulling her to him so he could rub himself against her. Mentally disgusted, Verte struggled to not make him explode and contracted completely, giving out the impression she was resisting. He was opening his pants when she ordered him to stop at once with a cold and hard voice.
- Come on, we both know you love this, just look at all the sexual tension exuding from you when you dance, I could even offer you a full time job in this area, you'd be daily satisfied and you'd just have to give me a tiny percentage of your wages and your identification papers in exchange of a rather comfortable home and job, what do you think?
- I'm grateful for your offer, and your analysis of myself opens up new horizons for me, but I have to decline, I already have whatever I could wish for, and without tension I'd get bored. Although, I know someone who would be really interested by your proposal, if you want to tell me more...
- That's regrettable, but I deal personally with recruitment, and you're unfortunately not in any position to refuse my offer. Either you say yes, or you can say goodbye to your dance carreer. For an artist like you, giving up as you're growing near your goal would be really too sad, answered the man as he breathed like an animal, forcing her to bend over to rub against her butt.
Barely holding it in, Verte let out a loud growl that surprised the man who suddenly froze for a second.
- You're free to go, I've got everything I need, declared Lucas in front of the door. But please leave me some pieces of him, I need to evacuate too, I clearly heard and saw too much.
Verte had a hard smile and pulled the man over her shoulder in a dash. She wasn't delicate about it, knowing perfectly she wouldn't be able to control her power and Lucas being near, it wasn't an option to use it. She began by smashing his crotch throroughly, jumping on it to put all her weight in the attack. The man yelled, and she kicked him hard in the face, nearly ripping appart his jaw, but making fly a satisfying number of teeth. She stomped on each of his legs' joints to be sure he wouldn't go anywhere too fast, then lifted up the cap she was still wearing, a crazy look in the eye.
- You don't have the level to play with me you little shit, but I heard you should lend your toys, so I'll lend you to my partner. Don't you worry, he likes to play with preys too, we have those professional competences in common.
The man was utterly terrified when she walked a few steps away swaying her hips, leaving space for Lucas' freeezing rage. Verte got changed quickly, putting out her outfit in the bag prepared for it, and got dressed back in her pleated miniskirt, red tennis shoes, black band insead of a bra and red zipped hoodie she didn't close fully, leaving the upper part of the band showing. Verte slipped her goggles in her hair, pulled up her sleeves and put on her leather mittens as she went out of her dressing room, seeing Lucas eyeing murderously their prey, the man having multiple cuts more or less deep in the inside of his palms and fingers.
- He'll have some problems holding something in his hands from now on, explained Lucas with a wicked smile. Kaito informed the office, they should be arriving in a minute and the guards accepted to keep him for us. We get out of here?
- With pleasure, I have a place to show you.
They waved to the two guards prudently standing next to the man unable to stand, and got out of the builing without looking back. Lucas sent the evidences to Kaito as Verte caught a cab, and they hovered quickly to Norshity's center.
They spent more than an hour in the game bar she brought him in, ending up in the podium of a fighting game tournament, then the managers announced a dancing game contest to close up the evening. Verte already had opened her hoodie to her navel, showing what she wore underneath without being too revealing. It was awfully sufficient for Lucas who stared at her with blazing eyes. She signed up to the contest with a challenging look, and he followed suit, unable to stay with their status quo from the previous tournament. They weren't in the same pool and had plenty of time to watch each other dance. Lucas had opened two buttons on his shirt and rolled up the sleeves over his slender arms, and he was good at this game, picking up points without apparent effort.
For the semi-final, Verte completely took off her hoodie, tying it to her waist over her skirt it completely hid from behind, revealing much more skin Lucas would have thought, with only a black band over her breasts. He opened his mouth, watching her hungrily as the first choreography of the semi-final began on an extreme level of dancing, with really sensual moves. Lucas wondered if he could survive this evening. Then he looked around and wondered if he had to kill every person that was drooling over his girlfriend's body. The song seemed everlasting to Lucas who didn't miss a single move. He almost missed her high-five when the song ended though, before she giggled as she motionned him to go as it was his group's turn.
He copied her, opening his shirt completely, and tied back his hair in a messy half ponytail before getting on his spot for the dance. Verte stared intently as he didn't miss out a single move of an extreme version of an electro song. They were all sweating like crazy in spite of the air conditionner on full power, and without any surprise for them, Verte and Lucas went to finals. They exchanged a challenging look, waiting for the managers to decide on a song that will finally distinguish and rank them. She exchanged a gleeful look with him as she saw the knight picture on the screen before the song began, that would be easy after an extreme. Then the song began and she played like her life depended on it.
Every gesture was precise, she knew the moves like the back of her hand, and kept an eye on her score. She was first, but the little crown was twinkling, showing someone had the same score. Verte struggled to do the most possibly precise moves, forgetting all her surroundings to concentrate on dancing and music, and when the song ended, she felt like she just climbed a huge cliff. Her hands on her hips, she waited fo the scores to appear, and noticed with a huge satisfaction she had a dozen points more than Lucas. The managers added the points won by the players all along the contest, then silence came through them when one of the managers took the mic.
- It was really really tightly tied, and our winner is... Lucas !
Verte looked at him, shocked, then crossed her arms, awfully vexed. He went to pick up the coupons giving him free drinks and a swarm of girls who didn't pass the first elimination row jumped on him, putting their hands almost everywhere. Verte watched him from the corner of her eyes as the screen got dissassembled. The managers announced it was time to switch to clubbing mode and Lucas' eyes met hers, surprised. She sold him the place as a gaming bar, and it transformed into a nightclub?
He ended up fleeing his admirers, slicing through the crowd towards his partner who stayed leaning on the bar, indifferent to the eyes on her.
- You didn't tell me we were going to a club, I'd have changed.
- You're perfect, relax, you can see you totally blend in.
In fact, a high number of the men were bare chested or with their shirt open like him, and the girls also were really uncovered. The music began filling the place with a higher volume than before, and Verte put her hand straight on his chest, feeling his fine muscles tense under his clear skin.
- You dancing? Breathed the girl. Or you'd rather... finish the night somewhere else?
- Let's do both, I have free drinks. Then, we'll find a hotel. Is Madam satisfied ?
- I'll answer that at the end of the night, if that's the case, replied the girl, winking as she caressed his skin without holding back.
Lucas put the coupons on the bar, motionning to the bartender with a challenge smile. He asked for two oranged coloured cocktails which name Verte didn't hear, and took the drinks as he followed her swaying hips to a standing table in a corner. She only let him put down the drinks, pulling him into a tightly closed-up dance that made him shiver, and he wondered if he would be able to hold back until they left.
The cocktail was strong, but lasted nearly an hour for the two operatives. An hour during which they almost didn't stop dancing, their skin touching with sparks that urged them to go on. When Verte saw he had finished his drink, she emptied hers in one gulp, then pulled him by his shirt collar to kiss him feistily, invading his mouth with her tongue as her hands moved freely on his torso. He moaned against her mouth and his hand slipped under her skirt to push her butt against him, making her feel he was wanting her already. She took a step back, ending the kiss, and looked right in his red eyes.
- Going back ?
- With pleasure. We have about fifteen minutes ride in cab to the hotel I booked earlier.
- You'll never be able to hold it.
- That's you saying it, smiled Lucas as he caressed purposefully her breasts.
She slipped her tongue on her lips and pulled him towards the exit, putting on her hoodie to go outside. He saw her wiggle for a while on the backseat of the cab which picked them up almost right when they got out of the bar/club, then she made a huge smile. And handed him her underwear, crossing her legs with awfully slow movements. He slipped the tiny material into his pocket by reflex, and gulped hardly as he watched her intently. She winked, making her hoodie zipper go up and down playfully on her naked skin, and watched happily his gaze getting more and more clouded.
When the cab stopped at the hotel, she bent over conspicuously to pay, then slipped her hand in his to guide him inside the hotel, showing his wrist under the detector at the entrance to open the door, then to the elevator. He followed her like he was in a thick fog to the door, and watched her as she locked it behind them. Then, he suddenly was against her back, one hand moving up her thight on her skin while the other brought her zipper down, his mouth hot against her ear.
- It might get a little rought, you pay anything you break, he whispered as she let out a first moan under his touch.
Yeah, I love leaving people like that. It's some kind personal pleasure of mine. And, when you love, you don't count (French saying)
Thanks for reading, I wrote this fic something like five years ago, and added the last mission when I decided on publishing the story here. It was long, because I was missing something and I didn't have the song/MMD assorted to the chapter, because each chapter is assorted to a MMD (but some don't exist anymore) because I'm a strange maniac.
You can find (if you're curious) the receipe of GargleBlaster Pangalactic on a website with geek cooking receipes, it's a drink from a book.
See you on our next adventure !
Hikari