And onto the next one! XD
Attraction 3: Hesitant Obedience
"Imagine seeing you here, Kouno-kun..."
Kouno stared at the chief, sitting at her desk in only her underwear, all the while leaning forward on her arm. His eyes went round as his mouth fell open. He had no idea what was going on... He was pretty sure he was in the office. The point was that he didn't know why he was here in the first place. More importantly, why she was like that...
Smiling at her subordinate, Misaki watched with pleasure as a trickle of blood started to appear at his nose. She giggled when he noticed as well and quickly put his hand to his nose, his eyes still watching her. When she stood up to make her way around the desk, he had to put both hands to his nose.
"Now why would you be here so late at night?" she asked, sauntering towards him.
He glanced around briefly before his eyes ended up on her body again. Not once had he ever imagined that the chief was into racy lingerie. In his mind, he had always thought of her to be the conservative granny type - plain cotton underwear. Now, she had just proven him completely wrong...
"Oh, poor Kouno," she murmured as she stood in front of him. "You're bleeding everywhere. Do you need some help with that?"
There was no response on his part, but Misaki knew better. She turned and sauntered back to her desk, giving him a good backside view. From the front of it, she bent over to rummage in her drawers for a box of tissues. She could feel his eyes staring at her, but she didn't care one bit. In fact, she was having a lot of fun with this.
Taking her time, she finally pulled out the box a moment later. When she straightened and turned to look at him again, it was to find his blood creeping out from between his hands. Even so, he still didn't move. Giggling in response, she pulled out a few tissues and made her way back to join him again.
"Here, let me take a look at it," she stated, her hand placed gently over his.
He jerked away as if he had been burned by the contact, managing to take one step away from her. Giggling again, Misaki was unrelenting as she pursued him step for step until he was trapped with his back against the door. A trail of blood droplets had followed them along the way.
"Tsk tsk," Misaki said as she turned to look at the floor. "Look at what a mess you're making!"
All he could do was stare at her and Misaki was amused. He was always like this... But that was what made it interesting. His eyes drifted to the blood on the floor momentarily before he was staring at her again. She managed to get him to hold the tissues and she grinned before she stepped back a little.
Obediently, he wiped at his nose and Misaki finally started laughing. Not even worrying about the mess, she closed the distance between them and put her hand on his shoulder. He tensed, standing frozen like a Popsicle. Still grinning, Misaki leaned in so her lips were by his ear.
"So why are you here again?" she asked.
He didn't say anything; couldn't say anything. All he could do was nervously shake his head, trying to ignore the feel of her breath, like a whispered touch against his skin. She giggled again and the sound seemed to echo into eternity inside his ear. Stiffly and awkwardly, he turned his head to look at her.
"Well that's alright if you don't want to answer," she responded lightly. "I already know why you're here."
Though he didn't speak, his eyes spoke volumes as confusion clouded them momentarily. He flinched when Misaki stroked her finger across his cheek, ignoring the fact that his blood was dripping onto her. She gave him a lazy seductive smile and he forced himself to swallow, still unsure of how he got into this situation and how to get out of it - quickly.
"You knew I was thinking of you, hoping for you to come. You're the type I like best," she whispered, like she was sharing a secret. "The way you tremble when I give you orders; the way you hesitate when you feel something is unfair, but still carry out your duties..."
Misaki stopped dramatically as she stared at him and again, he started to tremble. She could see it in his eyes - nervousness, panic and a hint of interest. Resting an arm on his shoulder, she smiled as she pushed her hand into his hair. Not looking at him, she twisted a section between her fingertips.
"That's right," she finally continued. "I like you the most. You make me want to do naughty things... Like push you around and tease you... Just to see how cutely you tremble under my stern gaze."
He swallowed nervously as she pulled his hands away from his face. Now he didn't know what he was supposed to do with them. Even so, she did the work for him as she pulled one hand down and placed it around her waist. He knew he should pull away and escape somehow, but it felt like his hand was fused to her skin.
"That a boy."
Though he tried to pull away, he didn't have any room to do so. He tilted his head back to avoid her gaze, but soon found that her staring into his eyes was the least of his worries. Her eyes were focused on his lips like she was contemplating on what to do next.
He opened his mouth in attempts to say something. Yet the words caught in his throat as her gaze flashed back to his eyes, all the while shaking her head. A hint of the Kirihara he knew was in those eyes and all he could do was shut his mouth again. When he did, she smiled and nodded her head slowly.
"You don't need to do a thing," she murmured into his ear. "Just obey me like you always do..."
His trembling stopped and he stiffened like a board as she gently stroked her hands down his chest. She teased him a little as her fingers slipped underneath his t-shirt and down the band of his pants. His eyes squeezed shut and she giggled as she slipped her hands up his chest.
"If you don't say something, I'll just have to continue," she informed him as she leaned in against him again. "What would you like me to do first? Or shall I decide for myself?"
Though he couldn't see, he could feel her lips a mere inch away from his as her breath teased his face and he quickly turned his head away, trying to squish back even more. The chief was behaving weirdly, crazily and he had no idea how he was supposed to get out of this one.
She didn't say anything for the longest time and Kouno had no idea what she was thinking, besides the obvious of trying to jump into his pants - something she had eluded to the moment he had shown up. He didn't dare open his eyes as he was both terrified of the consequences, for many reasons, and aroused by her sexy antics.
Oh my God, he thought to himself repeatedly.
Misaki was enjoying the moment as she watched his conflicting emotions flickering across his features. Eventually, she trailed her fingers down his chest in a slow, torturous zigzag pattern. When she finally reached his pants, she slipped her fingers just underneath the band and followed its path around to the back. Still, he didn't move.
Teasing him long enough, Misaki pressed him closer to her with her hands. She touched her lips to the expanse of skin just above the collar of his shirt. In response, he started to tremble and she giggled against his neck, her lips making a slow path up towards his jaw; the final destination his lips.
As she assaulted his senses, Kouno's trembling continued to increase until he finally couldn't take it anymore. If she were any other woman, he wouldn't hesitate. But this was the chief; she wasn't right in the head. Not only that, but she was the one who his partner and friend was interested in. Saitou would slaughter him; string him up alive when he found out...
Ripping his hand away from her waist, Kouno brought up both hands and prayed that she wouldn't get hurt before he gave a mighty shove at her shoulders. Her fingers dragged a path across his skin as she tumbled backwards, but he didn't dare look. He only opened his eyes when he was sure he was facing the door, scrambling to find the door knob.
She stared at him in stunned silence as Misaki had landed on her butt amidst his trail of blood. Even now he wasn't looking at her as he ripped the door open and ran out screaming. The door closed behind him and Misaki couldn't help giggling. She never imagined he would have lasted as long as he did.
When he was well and truly gone, Misaki glanced around the office to observe what sort of mess she had caused. There was blood on the floor, blood on her chest, hands and arms... There was even some residual on the knob as he finally scampered off, terrified out of his mind.
"Oh dear, what a mess," she said to herself. "I guess I'll have to clean it up."
Grinning as she picked herself up off the ground, Misaki made her way to the desk to put the blazer around her shoulders and slip back into her pants. Before she continued with her work, she needed to make a pit stop at the ladies' bathroom; to clean up herself and the evidence of her escapade with Kouno.
"Oh well. At least it was fun," she stated with a grin when she realized the amount of time she had just wasted.
A/N: I'm surprised Kouno didn't bleed to death! Lol~ And Misaki bullying him because he's submissive... XD
Hopefully I can get to work on the next chapter. So far I have ideas, but no clear picture on what I want to happen or how I think things should happen. (Unlike writing for these last 3 chapters.)