*Warning* There is racy adult themes. Nothing too explicit yet.. YET... Key word. Will always give a heads up for suggestive, explicit, violent, gore like themes.
Aokiji made his way into the other room. The man couldn't help but smile despite the anger blooming in his mind. "Why are you being targeted", he softly asked before sauntering to the side of her bed. The female was spread out over the mattress face down. Her long hair spilled over colorful fabric of a hand sewn quilt. Ivory flesh invited his copper orbs to gaze over her smaller frame.
The tiny woman was wearing dark green flannel pajamas, solid in color with no pattern. They seemed big for her size but the admiral admitted they appeared comfortable. Kuzan let out a sigh of air. The jealousy was nipping at the back of his mind slowly replaced bits of his anger. He really wanted to lay down and sleep as deep as Katie was. The temptation to lay next to her was eerily convincing.
The taller man sat on the edge of the bed with the springs screaming under his weight. Her small body shifted and turned her back to him. Dark bark colored hair spread out over the two white pillows like ribbons. Curiosity and attraction drew him in closer. Thick fingers with rough pads lifted a thin lock of hair. The silky texture induced a heavy inhale. Greedily Aokiji slipped the rest of his digits through her velvety strands. Thick locks glided over with ease, freeing his fingers. The sensations must have been pleasant, the officer thought as a delightful murmur hummed from her sleeping form.
The fascination took hold like a demon surfacing from the back of his mind. It not only reared its ugly head but like a puppeteer, took hold of his movements. Kuzan felt like someone else had taken over as he began to lean over her but as the man started to move, little Katie had shifted again to face him. Oceanic blue hues opened before supple dusty pink lips lazily turned up into a smile.
"Hey", she whispered. Soft, velvety fingers reached out and slipped up his bare arm; imprinting her touch into every curve and crevice of his muscle. Instantly the man's body wanted to explode. It felt too good. The supple brush upward before gentle stroke downward constrained him. His heart pounded rapidly in response. The slow movements invoked Kuzan to uncontrollably shudder. His lower parts became alive and if he were any lesser of a man, the admiral was sure she'd be calling his name intimately throughout the night. Even his breath baited as the brunette innocently tugged him over to her.
"You're shivering… Here", she lifted her blanket for him to crawl under. Kuzan caught himself following her lead. The petite brunette slipped back as he moved forward. He caught his body shifting but a jolt of reproach shot through his mind. With her listless expression, the admiral realized exactly where her mind frame was at that point. The moment jarred his senses, causing him to stop. Her half-opened idly gaze was cloudy from sleep. The brunette was just being sweet and offering a warm place to stay but the cold didn't faze him. She should have known that if circumstances were different. The marine gave the female the benefit of the doubt. She wasn't in the same mentality he was.
"If I do, we'll both get into trouble", the man whispered before clearing his throat. In return, the young woman casted a confused expression; making it harder to not think about the consequences if he did join her. He was trying his very best to be a gentleman. It had been roughly ten years since Aokiji had been with another person. The tall marine wanted to reach for her, to touch her, to explore her... He knew if he slipped next to Katie, the man would be clawing for the female's supple attention.
If Kuzan gave to temptation, there would be no going back. With his head slowly lowering in shame he went through the reasons in hopes to talk himself out of this dire situation. They had just met. The woman was half his age. The admiral bit the inner side of his cheek. That was a dangerous allure by itself. She wanted to be friends. He genuinely wanted to know more about her but damn it if it wasn't hard. Her grandparents would kill him. Oddly the officer didn't seem fazed by that. Which also disturbed him.
The marine grew frustrated. A better part of him knew not to engage but his legs weren't working. He couldn't find the strength to get up. Instead the internal battle was raging inside his chest. The man felt as if every muscle in his back was being racked over coals. It was utterly painful. Aokiji's bated breath grew ragged. It was hard to breathe.
To make matters worse in his mind, she was so trusting; it physically hurt Kuzan. Why couldn't she be a bit more reserved with her faith in people? He couldn't believe how easy it was to get so close to her. After all if he had ulterior motives, right now he'd play his hand. The admiral suddenly became frustrated at both the old men, who clearly, raised her. Katie didn't know him yet here the officer was about to seduce her while she was asleep. A feat he could bet wouldn't take much effort.
The admiral felt his insides burn as a strong pull caught his copper orbs. A boundless chasm exposed from underneath two unfastened buttons. The top part of the green fabric was laid open as the female had shifted to her back. A quiet snore escaped leaving her fully exposed to the man sitting next to her. Amidst his thoughts, Katie had fallen back to sleep. A testament to how tired she really was. It was almost ten in the morning yet it felt like near midnight with the dim light breaking through the window. A hiss of lust hit him. Thoughts clearly revealed the things he could do to the exposed flesh alone without undressing her. Aokiji had to swallow hard. His heart began trouncing even harder. The sound made it all the way to his ears.
The marine compared her to a strong drink like East Blue's Pinku no Sakura Sake or his favorite Jerez. Every naval officer to seaman knew it was simply bad news to drink either. They were expensive, smooth, gentle on the pallet, peasant on the smell but no one could stop at one sip. The strong alcoholic beverages lured men in and turned them into things they simply weren't. He wasn't the type to even think of touching a woman while she slept but now the brunette was within his grasp and his heart was pounding away. Kuzan could even feel his hands quake. The man hadn't been worked up this badly since his days as a vice-admiral.
Finally, the admiral found his strength and shifted to put his back to her. Uneven breaths left Aokiji light headed. He was left disoriented by what had just transpired. The officer came here to check to see if little Katie was alright and yet now found himself nearly needing her. This was completely unlike him. Scenarios and ideas began to surface but he'd not have the time to collect them before feeling the weight of fabric on his shoulders. Surprised, the man froze. The soft weight continued to drape itself over his shoulders and press against his back. The marine held his breath.
"I thought so", the woman mumbled with a sleepy lisp. She yawned before wrapping her arms over his shoulders. "You're sweating, shaking, and you smell odd. Like medicine." A cool hand pressed against his forehead before the marine officer could ask what his petite friend was doing. Kuzan had to admit, her smooth hand felt nice.
"Medicine", he questioned. The low rumble of his tone vibrated his chest. If he didn't know any better, the man would have guessed the brunette just purred.
"Yep. It's your clothes. It's really faint. I don't like it", she continued. "Much different from your cologne you had put on today. I bet whatever it is, you're reacting to it. You have all the symptoms except for a rash. Well maybe… I don't know. Honestly don't want to know if you have a rash on your butt or not."
A snort of laughter came forth before he wrapped his long arms behind him and scooped her up in a piggy back fashion. Katie gave a delightful whimper before clasping her arms around his neck loosely. The short wiggles and kicks, reminded the admiral of a kid. She seemed so happy to have him carry her. The sudden nuzzle to his neck nearly made him drop the brunette, though. His body reacted instantly in an indecent fashion. Aokiji was thankful his pants were baggy but it didn't make walking any easier.
"If I say something… Don't be mad", she whispered a hint in his ear. He could hear how tired she was with each syllable. Katie was making a strong effort to be understood. "The person watching me I think is a girl. If that's the case, I think you're the one being stalked. I smelled something familiar in my bedroom when I got home. It reminded me when I first met you. I thought it was your cologne but today it was subtly different. Then there's the small foot prints about on the floor and outside. I noticed them when I came over earlier this morning." The brunette paused to yawn before continuing. "I think your stalker also is a devil fruit user. It's just a hunch so I could be super wrong on this but food for thought."
Him being stalked? Nonsense. The admiral knew that could never be the case. He was out too much plus whoever heard of a man being pursued in such a manner. The brunette must be truly exhausted to think in such a way.