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Attraction 4: Icy Cool Charisma

"November," Misaki said lightly. "Just the man I've been looking for."

"Misaki?"

"Won't you come here and help me?"

November stopped, a stony expression on his face. If he wasn't a Contractor, he could imagine his eyes widening as his jaw dropped open. After all, the prim and proper Misaki Kirihara he knew had disappeared, replaced by the beguiling creature who greeted him with an alluring smile. As it were, he managed to hold on to his sanity by a thread.

When he didn't move forward as she had motioned him to do, her lips pursed with irritation. Her movements were deliberate as she placed her hands on the edge of the desk and pushed away from it. The chair rolled backwards, giving her space to get up and walk around; casually pulling the tie from her hair and shaking it loose as she did so.

Finding her covered only in lacy lingerie, November's mind went rampant as he tried to determine a rationale for her attractive state of undress. It went against everything he knew about her. He came up empty and the thought process spluttered to a screeching halt when she stopped in front of him, gazing into his eyes with a flirtatious smile.

"You're a gentleman," she stated as she pressed the tip of her finger to the knot of his tie. "It's very inconsiderate of you to ignore a lady - especially during her time of dire need."

He managed to give her a charming smile, amused by her words. In response, her smile broadened. Her finger slid its way down the length of his tie until it reached the V of his suit jacket. Worming her finger underneath the tie, she slipped it free from its confines and her finger travelled the remaining distance until she reached the end.

"Come," she instructed before pulling him along with a firm grip on his tie.

"So what can I do for you?" he inquired, playing along with her sexy antics.

"I already told you. I need your help."

She giggled when he quirked an eyebrow, but she didn't say anymore. He was pulled along at her teasing pace; left to watch the intoxicating sway of her hips as she took graceful steps backwards; to find that they stopped beside a water cooler that was practically empty. Misaki glanced at it briefly before giving him an inquisitive look.

"You do have the ability to create ice, don't you?" she asked when he didn't say anything.

"You want me to use my power? That would mean that I would need a smoke afterward."

"But it's so damn hot in here!" exclaimed Misaki.

She gave him a mischievous grin as she waited to see what he would choose to do. Since he was taking his time, Misaki became distracted by the tie that she was holding. Twirling it one way and then the other, the silky material was smooth against her skin.

His state of mind warred between the two options: to use his powers, forcing him to take a drag, but keep Misaki happy or to refuse and face unknown consequences. It didn't take long for him to decide. It was bewitching to hear Misaki uttering profanity when she was typically so guarded with both her words and emotions. His intuition told him to play along and explore this new side of her.

He didn't have to say anything as she seemed to realize his decision. Pulling her attention away from the amusement of his tie, Misaki left him momentarily to fill a plastic cup with the remaining water. When she turned back towards him, he started to highlight in blue. This caused Misaki to shake her head and November stopped, bewildered as she had purposely asked him to use his powers.

"Not yet," she murmured as she stopped in front of him.

She must have read confusion in his expression because she giggled. Even so, she didn't explain herself. Instead, she gently pressed one hand against his chest. The other one was occupied by holding the cup of water out to the side. Her hand slipped upwards until it rested on his shoulder.

Using his shoulder as support, she leaned against him. Standing on her tiptoes, she pressed her lips against his. November was forced to put his arm around her waist to steady her and a smile turned up the corners of her lips as she pressed against him more intimately.

"Okay, you can use it now," she stated as she pulled away from him, settling within his embrace.

"What was that for?"

"You'll have to have a smoke afterward. I want to see if there's actually a difference when I kiss you again. I do need something to compare it against..."

November chuckled as he released her, highly enjoying this exchange for more than one reason. He turned up his palm as his body highlighted in blue and his eyes began to glow red. Misaki watched with fascination until he motioned for her to pour the water into his hands. She complied and stared as the water began to crystallize into ice.

"There you go," he said when he was finished and his body returned to normal.

He held out his hand, ready to drop it into hers except she didn't take it. Instead, she put her hand around his and guided it towards her body. A sultry sound escaped her lips at the icy cold touch against her skin, a stark contrast to the heated flush that had taken residence. His blue eyes flashed as they stared at each other.

"I can see why you're MI6's best," she murmured as she slowly moved his hand down her neck. "You're very good at following orders."

"Perhaps. It's impossible to resist when they come from such a beautiful woman such as yourself."

Misaki beamed, pleased by his compliment. His fingertips grazed across her skin as his hand moved to her accord. With each passing moment, Misaki watched him. His gaze followed the movement of his hand as the colour of his eyes had darkened. She sensed a hint of desire and intrigue from him, but he seemed content to let her have her fun.

"You know, that's what I like about you so much," Misaki whispered. "You always know what to say. And that icy cool exterior of yours; it's utterly charming - always so close, yet so far away at the same time."

Her eyes half closed as she rested his hand at the cleft between her breasts; leaving the freed water droplets to dribble down the middle of her body. Her other hand reached out to him and he complied by stepping closer to her. Another smile touched her lips as she started searching around in his pockets for his pack of smokes.

"They're in my pant pocket," November informed her with a grin.

"Oh?"

Leaving his hand where it was, she undid the buttons of his suit as the length of it covered his pants. Slipping her hand into his left pocket, she didn't find anything. Nevertheless, she took her time in removing her hand; her fingertips stroking against his leg on the way up and out. Finding her way into the other pocket, she laughed as her fingers closed around the pack and a lighter.

"Need a smoke?" she asked nonchalantly as she pulled out a tube.

"You know I do."

"Yes, but I wonder what happens if you don't fulfil your obeisance."

"Are you going to use me to find out?" November inquired.

"No. I can't imagine that it would be anything pleasant. I happen to like you. I wouldn't want you to suffer."

"Well isn't that sweet of you?" replied November. "You don't think your saucy behaviour is causing me any suffering right now?"

"I don't know. Is it?" she retorted lightly. "I never knew you to be this complaisant."

"Yes, well, I rather like you too. I wouldn't want to hurt you."

Misaki flashed him a look that was indicative of her skepticism. Turning her attention away from him, she focused on lighting his much-needed cigarette. When it started to smoulder, she slipped the pack and the lighter into his jacket pocket. With a grin, she held it up between her fingers. November chuckled before he put his lips to it and they brushed against her skin.

"How does it taste?" she asked as he began to cough after exhaling.

"Utterly disgusting," he retorted. "I thought it'd be different if I had a gorgeous woman helping me, but it isn't - though, I probably wouldn't complain as much if you were with me every time; just like we are now."

She gave him a demure smile that he didn't believe for one minute. After all, she was still only covered by her underwear with his hand pressed against her chest. Also, she wouldn't have put her hands in his pant pockets or lingered her touch as she stroked his thigh through the material.

"I wonder what 'disgusting' tastes like," she commented as she had put out the cigarette.

Glancing at the top of the water container where there was a mark of melted, deformed plastic, November grinned as he glanced back at Misaki. She gazed into his eyes as she pulled his hand down and over her breast, down her stomach and to the back where his arm rested against her waist. His other arm joined the first one while she put her arms around his neck.

"I guess you'll never know since you disposed of it," he teased as he leaned down towards her.

"I'm sure there's other ways to find out," she assured him before she closed the distance between them.

Their lips connected and this time, November didn't hold back. He was no match for the fiery seductress that Misaki had become. The heat of her lust melted his typical icy barriers and fuelled a carnal desire within him that he wasn't supposed to experience. Even so, neither of them noticed their deviation from the norm; their attention was focused solely on each other.

One arm tightened around her waist while the other travelled up towards the base of her neck. He pressed her as close as possible. Her feet lifted from the floor, but she didn't notice as she couldn't get enough of his kiss. It was a raw and chaotic meeting of lips until November forced her to stop shifting around.

It seemed like they were lip-locked for eternity when Misaki felt his tongue dart out and skim across her lip. The tip of it probed at her lips and she opened her mouth as that seemed to be the response that he was waiting for. A moan escaped when he thrust his tongue inside, a sensation she had never experienced before. For a brief second, she wondered if it was a European thing, but found that she didn't care either way. It felt exquisite.

He broke contact briefly to sweep her off her feet before he continued what he started. She held on tightly as he walked them to an empty desk and laid her across it with her legs dangling over the side. Kissing her quickly, he stepped away to gaze at her; to feast on the sight of her beauty. His eyes moved slowly, languidly, as if he were trying to memorize every detail.

"God, you're sexy," he finally murmured.

She grinned in response and held out her arms, inviting him to come. When he didn't, she giggled while she lifted her leg to stroke the inner side of his thigh. Her movements were calculated as she slowly travelled higher and higher each time as she brushed up and down his leg. He didn't respond until she lightly pressed her leg against his groin.

"Tease," he accused as he touched his hand to her leg, caressing her as he stepped forward.

"You asked for it," she countered.

Sandwiching her leg between his, November leaned over the desk and braced himself with his hands on its surface. Misaki wrapped her arms around his neck and they stared at each other for a moment before she tugged him towards her. He was forced to shift his weight to his forearms as they kissed again.

"November," she whispered breathlessly when he finally pulled away.

He buried his face in her tousled hair where it lay in wild disarray underneath her. A shiver went down her spine as the sound of his deep inhale teased her auditory senses. His breath tickled her ear and she squirmed just a little; to which the reverberations of his chuckle replaced it.

"Misaki," he murmured.

The sound of her name on his lips was enchanting. She turned her head to gaze at him, but he wasn't paying attention. The touch of his lips to her neck was delicate as he shifted his weight completely to one side. It freed up one arm which he put to good use. As his lips and kisses followed the trail his hand had made earlier, his free hand was starting a new journey across the expanse of her body.

There was a delay as his hand paused, his fingers caressing the underside of her breast, causing her to moan. The original fire within her blazed across her skin with his every touch. He continued to tease her as his hand resumed its downward journey. Finally, she began to whimper when he pressed a lingering kiss to the expanse of skin between her breasts; the same spot where his hand had held the piece of ice.

"Novem..."

He pulled away slightly to look up at her. Her eyes were half closed as one of her hands clutched desperately at his shoulder. The other was tightened into a fist as her arm was held captive by the one he had across the desk. A lazy, crooked grin made its way across his features. He relented as he pressed his lips to hers once more and framed her face with his hand.

Suddenly, a loud rumble emerged from somewhere between them. November's movements stilled as a slight hint of confusion entered his expression.

"What was that?" he asked, his lips never leaving hers.

Before Misaki could reply, a second one came. Disentangling himself from her, November pulled away to determine the source. As for Misaki, a tinge of red heightened the colour in her cheeks as she was mortified. Right when things were getting to the good part, her empty stomach started to grumble in complaint - quite loudly at that.

"M - My stomach..."

Surprised by her admission, November turned to glance at her. The sight before him amused him greatly. A hint of blush had taken residence in her cheeks as she turned her gaze away from him. The expression on her face was completely at odds with the rest of her as she was sprawled out invitingly across the table. Nothing else had embarrassed her when most would have been the moment he stepped through the door to find her in a certain state of undress.

"Is someone a little hungry perhaps?"

November grinned as he glided his fingers up the side of her leg before lightly resting his hand on her stomach. Gently, he caressed his thumb across the velvety softness of her abdomen. Her gaze turned towards him, desire flaring in her eyes despite the remaining blush on her cheeks. She smiled back and November leaned in once more to give her a quick kiss.

"Come on. Let's go," he stated, helping her up before sweeping her into his embrace.

"Where are we going?"

"To solve this little dilemma of yours. You did say it was a gentleman's duty to assist a lady during her time of dire need."

Misaki giggled as wrapped her arms around his neck. She was relocated to her own desk where he could see her clothes tossed around haphazardly. Carefully, he placed her on the edge of it before he wrapped his arms around her waist. She stared back at him, still smiling.

"You never did say why you were here," she commented lightly.

"For the exact reason why we need to leave now. I figured you would stay late and I was going to treat you to supper. I still will, but we were pleasantly preoccupied."

She giggled again as November went around to the other side to retrieve her clothing. They formed a tidy pile on her desk and he took great care as he shook out the wrinkles from her pants. When she made the move to get down from the desk, he stopped her. Grinning, he pressed a kiss to the inner side of each thigh before kneeling in front of her.

Meticulously, he slipped each pant leg up until they were past her knee. Next, he lifted her from the table and gently set her feet on the floor. Holding the pants for her, his fingers slid across her skin as she shimmied to get back into them. Then, he slipped her arms back into her blouse before he let her help. She did up her pants while he fussed with the buttons, content to purposely leave the top three undone. When they were finished, he re-settled her on the desk.

"Socks?" he inquired, dangling them from his fingertips.

"Sure."

She flashed him a mischievous grin as she lifted one foot, sliding it along the side of his leg before making a grand show of crossing her legs. He put on her shoes while he was at it and she did the same thing with the other foot.

"So where do you want to go?" he asked when she was within his embrace once more.

"Hm... Anywhere you like is fine."

"Oh? Then somewhere quick," he replied, a dangerous glint entering his eyes.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm hungry for something else. A little dessert?"

"Perhaps something a little 'disgusting'?" she supplied, giving him a cheeky grin.

His response to her impertinence was to press his lips to hers and kiss her thoroughly. He didn't release her until she started to cling to him. Only then did he help her down and took her hand in his. Together, they made their way around the desk so that November could grab her purse. Just for good measure, he kissed her once more before opening the door, leading Misaki to giggle as they made their way out.

A/N: Okay, so Kouno's chapter wasn't terribly exciting, but I'm pretty sure this one gives Li's chapter a run for its money on the steamy scale! I couldn't help it... Lol~ The little November/Misaki fangirl went crazy since this is the first sexy November/Misaki piece I've written so far! (Starting to see a pattern anyone? ^_~ )

Actually, I was struggling with this one for that reason. I had so many different ideas and the sequence of events was giving me a hard time too. As a result, I tried to incorporate as much as I could without going overboard. This is the longest chapter so far, and probably will remain that way... XD

Teehee~ Misaki's insanity is contagious as long as one is willing to indulge in it with her! Since November turned out to be all OOC by the end of it... All I can say is that there would be an awkward morning-after discussion.

Question though! After reading this chapter and Li's (I would assume), does anyone feel that this story needs a rating change? I feel like I'm polluting children's minds... Ahaha~