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Attraction 6: Electric Mystery

"The Black Reaper," Misaki said with a smile for the notorious Contractor standing at her door. "How sweet of you to drop by and turn yourself in to me."

Hei's eyes widened behind the mask, stunned that the policewoman was still in the building. Not only that she was present, but that all her clothing seemed to be absent as she sat around calmly in a red lacy bra. This was clearly not the same police officer that he knew...

No one was supposed to be at the Foreign Affairs office. He had made sure of it, or so he had thought, when he had destroyed their air conditioning system. After all, the Syndicate had wanted files from their place. Given the latest weather reports of heat waves, he figured no one would want to stay when the A/C was down. Boy, was he wrong...

The hot temperatures in the room had clearly done something to Misaki Kirihara as she sat half naked, smiling at the man that she was supposed to capture. Her expression was a mix of congeniality and something else - something that Hei couldn't read. Whatever the case, he hoped that he could carefully extract himself from the situation; all the while still obtaining the documents he needed.

When he didn't reply to her response, Hei watched her frown, a wrinkle forming between her brows. Nothing prepared him for what happened next as she jumped out of her seat to reveal that she wasn't wearing anything on the bottom; nothing but the matching panties to her sexy bra. He felt his mouth drop open, thankful that the mask covered his expression.

"It's terribly rude of you to ignore me," Misaki said with a small pout. "But I forgive you since you came to turn yourself in."

She smiled at him again, a blinding smile. Her gaze narrowed slightly as she neared him, but the smile was still on her lips. Adding to the daze caused by her semi-state of nakedness was the fact that she wasn't the slightest bit scared of him; not like normal people were. Even she was apprehensive whenever she saw him - at least, she was the last time they had met.

"I'm glad you came when you did," she stated with a hushed voice as she closed the distance between them. "You have impeccable timing."

Stroking a finger down the front of his jacket, Misaki stared at his chest with an intense gaze in her eyes. He still didn't say anything and Misaki felt a sense of frustration come over her. Rationally, she should be capturing him, slapping cuffs on his wrist - but not tonight; tonight she wasn't the slightest bit rational.

"Well, don't you have something to say for yourself?" she asked, trying to coax him to speak.

No response, leading Misaki to release a long dramatic sigh. Her fingers trailed down his chest again, her gaze finally turning towards his eyes. The Black Reaper's gaze slowly turned towards her, but no voice emerged from behind the mask. All in all, she was quite disappointed with his behaviour.

"What's wrong?" she inquired, her fingers slowly undoing the buttons of his jacket.

The jacket opened and she grinned as he hid himself so well with it. Not anymore. Her hands pressed against his chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles, outlined so well by his fitted black t-shirt. To have him standing here while the two of them were alone together... There was something so dangerously exciting about the moment.

"BK-201," she said, trying again. "Did you come because you knew I was thinking of you?"

Hei's ability to think deteriorated when she gave him a coquettish grin, her hands preoccupied with gliding lazily across his chest. He held back the shiver as he had to remind himself that he was a Contractor; Contractors did not respond to anything that was irrational or emotion based. He should be feeling nothing - so he tried to convince himself though he was suffering from a blank mind.

"Ne, Black Reaper... Won't you please say something?"

Misaki stroked her finger across the strap across his chest, the one that served as part of his weapon's holster. When he still didn't respond, she slipped her fingers around it and tugged him towards her. He seemed slow; dazed; unresponsive. She didn't like it one bit.

"Ne..." she repeated. "Why won't you say anything? Are you telling me I have to coax it out of you? I don't mind doing that at all..."

Still no response, leading Misaki to smile. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself against him. Her body disappearing under the cover of his jacket. Resting her cheek against his chest for just a moment, she finally turned towards it and pressed her lips to it.

She felt him stiffen slightly and she wondered why. Even so, she didn't stop to think about it as she was busy with her task at hand - to coax him to speak; his deep and sexy voice always sent chills of delight and intrigue down her spine. Besides, she was curious about what lay hidden under that long black jacket he always wore.

Her lips were busy in the front and her hands in the back. They roved along the strong contours of his body; each finger probing and prodding to test every inch. She finally seemed to have a destination in mind as her hands continued in a downward pattern. There was no hesitation as she reached his butt, one hand on each cheek.

"Yummy butt cheeks," she murmured as she gave them a squeeze, feeling the tightness of it under her hands.

"What are you doing?" Hei asked gruffly, embarrassed that she was molesting him and that he had actually let her.

"Ah! You didn't forget how to speak!"

"Of course not," he retorted.

He tried to pull away from her, but she didn't let him. Her arms tightened around him, effectively keeping him trapped. She continued to molest his bottom as she seemed to thoroughly enjoy the feeling of outlining them with her hands. Finally, Hei was forced to reach behind and place his hands over hers. Her state of undress was already distracting enough; her idle hands were not helping the situation.

"Talk more," Misaki demanded as she slipped her hands free of his and took hold of them.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

Hei tried to reformulate his question, but his train of thought was destroyed as Misaki pulled his hands to her own butt. When he didn't do anything, she guided them to stroke over her smooth skin. A finger caught on the edge of her lace panties and Misaki giggled into his chest. Even so, his actions stopped when hers did and she didn't like it one bit.

"Touch me more," she demanded.

"What?"

"Touch me more. You do know that you have an electrifying touch, don't you?" she asked, giggling at her reference to his power. "It makes me want to melt into you; to have you touch me all over and do magnificent things to me."

Again, his mind blanked as he had been trying to give an intelligent reply when she started talking all crazy-like. Wasn't she supposed to capture him? So why was it that she was not only feeling him up, but telling him to return the favour and do the same to her practically naked body?

"I always thought you were better than this at following orders," Misaki stated with a hint of displeasure in her voice.

Despite his inability to do as she said, she continued to do it for him. She drew his hands up and around to the front of her body. With a shiver of delight, she slid them upwards along her body. She made excuses for him, saying that it was his nature as a Contractor not to understand such situations. But that was the charm, for her at least.

He was her forbidden apple. Contractors and humans did not do such things. After all, why would a Contractor? But for her, it was a thrill; a mystery. She would chase him to the ends of the earth because it excited her. And right now, the idea of sleeping with the enemy excited her even more.

"Ne... What are you thinking right now?" Misaki asked as she kissed his chest again, cupping his hands over her breasts. "Anything?"

What the hell? Hei screamed in his head.

A slight sigh escaped her lips when he still didn't say anything. She thought it would have been more exciting than this, but it was about as exciting as watching paint dry. She still wasn't done with him though. She wasn't going to be satisfied until she managed to elicit a response out of him - preferably a sexy, mind-numbing kind of response.

Misaki slowly drew his hands down as his fingertips stroked across her skin and she grinned in response. She placed them around her waist before she leaned up and into him. Her arms wrapped lightly around his neck as her fingers teased the hair at the base of his head.

"Don't worry," she said reassuringly. "I won't take your mask off. What's the fun in that? I like chasing after you, not knowing who you really are... That's what makes you so seductively appealing."

At this point, she didn't expect him to reply and he didn't. Giggling to herself, she was doing this for personal gratification. In the deepest recesses of her mind, a naughtiness bloomed and blossomed, replacing all other thoughts. Touching him and kissing him was something that she wanted to do and so she would - especially since he so conveniently showed up at her door.

When she pressed her lips to his neck, Hei had to wonder if she was the one with the electrifying touch. Heat instantly burned where he had been touched. It seeped and spread across his skin with each kiss. The trail of kisses ended just behind his ear, but she wasn't finished. Pulling away slightly, she grazed her tongue slowly across his skin in provocation.

"Ne, Black Reaper," she murmured with her lips pressed against his ear. "What's wrong? Were you hoping to face interrogation? Is that what it is?"

Unable to suppress his response, a shudder went down the entire length of his body. She wasn't even supposed to be here, let alone do all these provocative things. She started to nibble on his ear and Hei knew he had to do something - and quickly at that.

Pulling his hands away from her body, he gripped her upper arms; hoping that she would stop if he put up resistance. She did; for a moment, to smile before she continued with what she was doing. Hei was forced to tighten his grip on her arms, but she still didn't stop.

He squeezed his eyes shut, another shudder taking over his body as Misaki continued to tease and taunt him with the agonizing touch of her lips and tongue against his skin. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Biting his lip, he hoped that he had enough control over his powers not to harm her.

Almost instantaneously, she slumped against him and he pulled up a hand to check her pulse. It was still there, strong and throbbing; she would survive perfectly fine. A sigh of relief escaped his lips and he wondered why she never pulled any tricks like this. He had a feeling any criminal, Contractors and humans alike, would not only stop their deviant behaviour, but do so willingly under this form of her interrogation...

Glancing down at her, she still had a smile on her lips despite her state of unconsciousness. That was too close of a call... If he didn't do something to stop her, he didn't know what he might have done next - but definitely something stupid. He was here on business and the Syndicate always had someone watching; he almost forgot that - almost.

Gently, he laid her down on the floor and started his search for the files he needed. Even so, he was extra cautious and checked on her every minute. The heat from her kisses still burned deeply in his skin and his hands were hot from all the sexy things she forced him to do. He should have left his gloves on, but somehow he didn't think that would have made one bit of difference in this type of situation.

It took him a moment longer to gather up the documents he was sent to steal and he was glad that she didn't awaken. Even so, as he passed by her body on the way out, he couldn't help himself from stopping to stare. If he didn't know any better, she looked like she was sleeping on a cloud; her body entirely relaxed despite her state of undress - something that should have embarrassed her.

Her lips were curled up in a lazy smile and if her eyes were open, he could imagine that strong seductive stare she had been giving him moments earlier. It was a difficult task to tear his eyes away from her. When he finally did, he glanced around the room for something to cover her with.

Even though she had been acting strange, he imagined that she would return to normal. Not only that, but she would catch a cold from lying on the floor. After all, it was the coolest place in the room since all the hot air rose up to the ceiling and there was no circulation.

As he knelt by her side, slowly covering her with her blazer, he stopped momentarily to pull away his mask. His blood boiled and his skin itched to carry through with what she had started. Unfortunately, there was a time and a place for everything; it wasn't that time now.

Hei glanced at the pile of documents he had placed on the floor. He turned his gaze to look around the room before glancing back at Misaki. The Syndicate was always watching, very closely at that. He could never be too careful so he held up the opened jacket like a cape to cover both of them.

Under the cover of his created darkness, Hei leaned in to kiss her. When his lips touched hers, that heat of hers burned and marked him just as her touch across his skin had. If only the circumstances had been different...

"Another time at another place, I'll come for you," he whispered before he pulled away, picked up his stolen goods and quickly vanished from the FA headquarters.

A/N: This is the best that it gets... As in my apologies if you aren't 100% satisfied with this chapter because I've been working on this chapter forever... Mostly just the ending part. I was struggling to finish it up.

Originally, this was supposed to be the last chapter (for obvious reasons XD). Anyways, I had more ideas part way through (3 more to be exact), but my motivation towards this story is completely depleted. As a result, I'll post the one other chapter that I have completed and leave it at that. Maybe I'll get around to the other 2, but knowing me, I doubt it. Even so, I think I covered all of the important people ^_~

"Yummy butt cheeks". The famous line has appeared! Lol~ Including it was such an amusement to me. (Might be an inside thing if you don't get it...)