Sumire felt her chest tightening and a sensation of heat in her abdomen. Here we go again. About to make another mistake with this pushy, attractive jerk. His lavender eyes were filled with excitement, staring intently at her, waiting for a response. He scooted along the wooden floor until he was beside her, still rubbing his lubricated fingers together.

"You promised." She whispered.

"I won't do anything unless you specifically ask for it."

She was looking up at his face now. His excitement had softened slightly.

"You are in complete control. Think of me as you would a sex toy. I only do what you want me to."

She chewed her bottom lip nervously. She hadn't wanted to admit it to herself. Since waking up this morning and remembering Hidan was in her home, she had been excited.

Around Hidan, the likelihood of having sex grew exponentially. While she showered the thought of him walking in had crossed her mind. That muscular body, appearing nude in the doorway, caused a faint ache in her. But she had put it out of her head quickly.

Now that they were alone in his room, in his home, with everything anyone would ever need to have sex, she realized how much she wanted to.

Sumire hated that she was attracted to him. Sometimes he reminded her of Hisashi. His violent tendencies, his near-constant pestering for sex, his lecherous grin. There was one thing different about Hidan. Even though he'd pout, or groan, or grumble, he always stopped. When she was afraid, back then, when she was terrified he would keep going when she didn't want to, he didn't keep going. He had noticed something was wrong and he stopped.

Sumire felt the heat in her cheeks as his fingers gently trailed over the exposed inch of skin between the bottom of her white shorts and her black thigh high socks.

"I swear on my God, Jashin-sama, I'll only do what you say." Hidan continued.

"You swear."

"I swear on Jashin-sama."

She gasped as his fingers slid along the skin, leaving behind a transparent, shiny trail. She suddenly scooted her hips forward. She leaned against his torso slightly and put a hand on the edge of her shorts.

"Just a little." She said it with a bit more confidence.

He grinned, his eyes were drawn to her small hands undoing the button on her shorts.

"Don't touch me unless I tell you."

"You got it."

What am I doing?

Taking care of yourself. Everyone needs some servicing sometimes.

Are you my hooded Kermit?

What?

Nothing, nevermind.

She slid down the zipper then paused to chew her lip. Is this really okay?

Yell at him.

"And!" she glared at him. "Don't go bragging to the other members about this! It's just going to cause trouble! Okay? Promise me!"

"I will not say a peep."

She stared at him unconvinced.

"You can kick me in the dick if I do anything like that."

"I'd rather you just not tell anyone."

"I won't. Have a little trust in me."

She grumpily hooked her fingers in her shorts and panties, then edged them down her hips a few inches. That's enough. I don't need him to see me. He's already… He's already touched me there so… I just… I just don't want him to see me.

Their gazes met again, and she let out a shaky deep breath.

"I'm under your control." He said.

I… kind of believe him.

She took his hand, still staring at him, and guided it beneath her shifted clothing.

"Just one." She whispered.

He gently cupped her and massaged her outer lips in circles. She gasped from the sudden pressure, and her head fell back. He pushed the tip of his middle finger to her entrance and teased her. She bit her lip while grasping hold of his shirt. It is tingling, I'm already so hot.

Hidan licked his lips while gazing at her expression. I get a view this time. He pushed his digit into her folds, and she cried out. Her hand tugged hard at his shirt, her hips already writhing. So… much… tingling… Her left hand gripped her own top.

"Tell me when."

"When!" she nearly screamed it.

He pumped his finger in and out of her causing her to release a series of high pitched squeals.

Hidan sunk his teeth into his bottom lip.

Jashin-sama those faces.

"So, is it tingling?"

"Shut up!" she shouted. "Another!"

He pulled his finger from her then plunged two back in. She screeched and bounced her hips against the oncoming friction. Her voice came out in repetitive wordless exclamations, her body enveloped in an intense bout of heat. He continued to thrust his fingers into the now dripping walls, his own ache bulging in his pants.

He was enjoying the sight of her writhing hips when his face was suddenly turned, and a small warm mouth pressed to his. He growled into the kiss. Their tongues met, the muscles quickly tangling and teasing one another. Her fingers tugged at his grey locks, and he began vibrating his fingers in an up and down motion.

Sumire moaned loudly against his mouth. The hand he had placed on the floor was now wrapped around her back, resting on her waist. She was in his lap now, her hip grinding into his groin.

She threw her head back a second time, and he kissed along her neck. Her thighs squeezed his still thrusting hand, and she helplessly squirmed. The tension in her loins burst, and she collapsed panting in his grip. He gently slipped his fingers from her and lifted his head, a pleased smirk on his face.

"Hidan."

"Yes?"

She looked up at him with glazed over eyes.

"Fuck me."

His smirk grew until it was an excited grin.

"Really?"

"Now." She hissed it.

He stood, grabbing her by her arm and lifting her to her feet. He gripped the back of her head, tilting her up and kissed her again, his other hand snuck around her waist, slipping under her shirt, to press their bodies together by the small of her back. Her hands were hooked atop his biceps, her fingers squeezing the prominent muscles beneath his short sleeves. Despite the cloud that had developed in her mind, she found a moment of clarity and pushed off him enough to speak.

"But! I'm still in control. Only what I say goes!" she spoke firmly.

"I don't know babe. I may not be able to control myself," he licked his slightly swollen lips, the idea that had popped into his head made the edge of his lip curl up, "you'll have to tie me down."

Her eyes widened slightly when he said it. She looked down, considering the option. Okay, yeah. That might work.

"Okay."

Both of his hands dropped to her waist.

"Have you ever played around with ropes before?"

She shook her head.

"Pick one out, I'll show you how to tie it."

She walked over to the closet and picked out a soft looking violet rope. When she turned around, she was rather pleased to see him without a shirt. He undid his belt as she slowly walked over to him. His eyes scanned over the shorts that we hanging low on her hips. She let out a weak gasp when his hand reached out and drew her back to him by her waist. He nipped his own lip before kissing her again, this time slowly, savoring the slightly bitter taste coffee on her lips. She released a sigh of arousal.

He took the rope from her hands and showed her how to make a simple loop that was firm, but not biting.

"Put this around my wrists and put this through the bars of the headboard."

"Okay." Sumire felt at ease after her lesson.

He looked as though he was going to speak again, but she stopped him by grabbing the edge of his pants.

"Take these off, now."

He was all smiles again, quickly complying with her demand. Sumire felt a blush on her cheeks as he became nude before her. His swollen organ was pointing up after being released when he drew her to him a third time she felt it press into her abdomen and her breath hitched in her throat.

"I have condoms in the drawer." He planted a kiss on her neck.

"Lay down."

He chuckled:

"Yes, ma'am."

He stretched out on the bed with his head planted on a pillow and she tied him to the bedpost.

"I wanna see you, baby," it came out as a whine.

She knew what he meant, but she wasn't comfortable. At least not yet. Sumire walked away from him and back to the closet for a blindfold.

"No," she said very firmly.

He groaned with arousal as she placed it over his eyes and slid the strap beneath his head.

"…this is so hot."

"Shut up."

Sumire now that the chances of him seeing her were reduced significantly slid her shirt off. She did the same with her shorts and underwear, glancing over the thin cloth to see it significantly damp. Finally, she slid down her thigh highs and tossed them in the growing pile. The sounds of her shifting clothing maintained his excitement, coupled with his inability to see, he felt himself in an intensely aroused state. Praise Jashin-sama. Praise him. I knew you led her to me for a reason. Sumire fidgeted nervously, studying the naked man on the bed before her.

Am I seriously going to do this?

Dude, you have Hidan, laying on a bed naked, waiting for you to do whatever you want. What are you hesitating for?

…yeah, you're right!

She reached into the drawer and found a box of condoms. Durex XL? Really? Is he that big? I didn't look at it for that long. She snatched one from the package and walked over to him. He was running his tongue over his lips and breathing hard. He is pretty big… Do I remember how to do this? She reached over and let her fingers brush over his shaft. He sucked in a deep breath and cursed faintly. Sumire carefully tore the edge of the wrapper and took out the round rubber protection. She placed the opened wrapper on his nightstand and set one knee on the side of the bed. She quickly lifted his length and rolled the condom down, pinching the top of the rubber carefully.

Huh, I do remember how to do that.

"Baby…" he moaned it out breathlessly.

Sumire looked around to the mess of lubricant samples still on the floor. That tingling lube… was pretty great… She found a couple of the same packets, then climbed onto the bed.

"Are you okay?" she asked, remembering she should check in on him.

He was tied to a bed after all.

"I'm fucking great."

She straddled his midriff, setting the lube packets to the side for a moment. Hidan bit his lip when he felt the soft skin of her thighs on either side of his abdomen. Jashin-sama, I want to see her naked. She leaned down and kissed him gently, her body laying across his. He groaned with hunger, his ache twitching beneath her.

"I'm gonna use that lube again." She said in a very nervous, weak voice only inches away from his face now. I don't know how to talk in this situation…

"Do whatever you want babe. I'm all yours."

She kissed his jaw, then continued down his neck. He let out a sigh, his mind going numb from his unbearable ache. She sucked at the skin on his neck, earning a groan of desire from the muscular body beneath hers. I've never been in this position before. I've never been in control of sex. It's… kind of comforting. Hidan is so handsome. She rose to a sitting position, just above the tip of his arousal. Her small hands smoothed down his pectorals. His muscles are so defined. She leaned down and nipped his skin. A grunt came from him. Her nervousness returned in a wave. She laid down fully atop him and rested her head against his chest.

"I… I don't know if I can do this…"

"You don't have to." He responded almost immediately.

She lifted her head.

"As bad as I want to bang you, if you can't do it, don't. Don't force yourself." He let out a sigh. I hate myself so much right now.

She stared at his blindfolded face while he continued:

"I'm not gonna get mad either, just do what you feel like doing and that's it, babe."

His statements calmed her nerves. She sat up again, this time brushing against his length. It had softened slightly, from the prospect of not going through with what he was becoming desperate for, but the moment he felt her brush against him, it sprung up.

"Then I'm going to have fun." She said, regaining some of her confidence.

She scooted back until she was seated on his thighs and poured a tingling lubricant over him. She stroked him very slowly, making sure to coat all of him in the warm, slightly tingling lube, then positioned herself above him.

If I can't handle all of him, I don't have to put all of him in. I have control over what happens. Just remember that.

As she rested on his tip she realized how aroused she had been all along. Her hips dropped slowly a soft gasp then a throaty moan leaving her lips as she pushed him in. He let out a loud groan at the sensation of being partially sheathed. Damn. Fuck. Shit. We're finally doing it. We're finally- His thoughts were interrupted by a wave of heat as her hips began to bounce atop him.

"Fuck." He grunted, wincing beneath his blindfold.

Sumire let out soft "ah" sounds. Her body naturally began moving atop him, her hips lowering further and further until he was fully inside. This feels so good~ It's tingling again, but it's… it's all over… I…

Her hands rested upon his chest, and she ground her hips forward and back. His dick feels so good. She leaned forward and started bouncing again, a combination of heat and friction putting her into an intense haze.

Hidan grit his teeth, the feel of her bottom slapping against his thighs drove him wild. Jashin-sama, I want to throw her down and slam her. Fuck. I'm gonna lose my mind. Her voice grew louder with each bounce. She's so fucking sexy. I'm not even looking at her, and she's so fucking sexy.

"That feels so good~" her voice was high pitched.

"Fuck, baby. You're amazing."

"Hidan… ah… shut…. Up!"

He was grinning again, his hips rising up to meet her bounces. He felt himself quickly rising to his limit.

"I'm gonna come, baby."

She raised her hips far enough that he slipped out and he let out a moan of protest.

"Not yet." She hissed.

He cursed, his lower body writhed. After a moment, he was inside again, Sumire's hips rolling on him. She laid atop him and kissed him, still moving her hips in circles. He groaned against her mouth, imagining grabbing her bottom and shoving her down onto his length, bouncing her with the force and speed he craved. She came to a stop, and a desperate moan left his lips.

"Babe, you're driving me crazy."

"Hidan."

She touched the blindfold and slowly lifted it off his eyes. He liked the attractive view he had of her. Her breasts were pressed to his chest, her hips raised enough that he could just see the curve of her bottom.

"I'm going to let you out."

"O-"

"And when I do!" she interrupted him. "You're going to fuck me, but only how I say to. If you do anything else. We're going to stop, and that'll be it. Got it?"

"Whatever you say, baby."

His eyes devoured the image of her breasts as she rose to untie the ropes. The moment he got his wrists out he wrapped an arm around her. He buried his face between her breasts and launched their bodies forward. She cried out in surprise as she was thrown onto her back with Hidan's weight falling onto of her. He planted his hands on either side of her head, taking in her bare form entirely. He licked his lips slowly. So fucking sexy. This woman. Jashin-sama. She felt nervous again. He could easily overpower me… he could…

"Slow or fast?"

"…slow."

He looked down.

"We need more lube."

He glanced around the bed sheets until he found a packet. He haphazardly tore it over his arousal, then rubbed it quickly. He was eager to continue. He spread his knees until he could properly position himself and began to push in slowly. They both moaned and let their heads fall back at finally returning to a realm of pleasure. He cursed again making his hips start to push back and forth. She continued to let her head fall back, driving into the comforters and tilting her chin up, soft little moans leaving her lips with each push.

"You like that baby?"

"Yes~"

"You like it nice and slow." He pushed more of himself in.

"Ah… yes…."

He leaned down until he was talking near her ear.

"You like to feel that cock spreading you, don't you?"

Her cheeks flushed, and she pushed her hands against his chest. That's so dirty. He licked her neck and sucked on a bit of flesh, gradually increasing the pace of his hips.

"Mmm… yes… Hidan… more… like that…"

His hand grasped her breast, just to get a feel before she ordered him not to. He then braced himself on the mattress again before doubling the force of his thrusts. A loud cry left her open mouth, her hands grasping onto his biceps. Their bodies met hard, in loud, repetitive, slapping sounds. Hidan's mind was completely clouded, gritting his teeth as he watched the woman beneath him taking him in.

Sumire felt an orgasm ripple through her body and her face twisted into an almost pained expression. Her body arched, her nails digging into his muscles.

"Fuck, drag your nails down my arms baby."

He groaned in a mix of pain and pleasure as her fingers scraped down his skin. If the force of his thrusts could increase, they did, the bed was now loudly creaking beneath their melding bodies.

Her legs hooked onto his waist, her euphoria maintained from the organ repeatedly stroking her insides. Hidan's abdomen felt unbearably tight, his release was fast approaching.

"Can I come baby?" his question came out breathlessly.

As much as he loved being in control. Having this tiny woman dominate him had put him in another world of pleasure.

"Ah… ah…"

"Fuck, please, baby, please."

"Ah… yes…"

He threw his head back, his hips jerking wildly against hers. With the first spasm of his release, he let out a curse that resembled a roar. He collapsed atop her, still rotating his hips and weakly cursing with each contraction following the first.

Sumire eyelids fluttered as her blurred vision started to clear, and she remembered what she was doing. Their chests rose and fell with their heavy pants, the haze of their climaxes slowly receding.

"You are really something, short-shit."

"Geeze…" she lifted an arm to hide her face, "why do you have to ruin everything by talking?"

He chuckled and shifted to pull himself out gently. He tried to stand but only sat back down on the edge of the bed.

"Fuck, my legs are jello."

Aside from a warm, satisfied feeling, Sumire could feel the claws of anxiety creeping up her spine. I did that. I really just did that… with Hidan.

Meanwhile, after gathering the strength to stand, Hidan grabbed a towel and was wiping himself clean. He grabbed a second towel from the drawer and tossed it onto her. He stretched his limbs and let out a pleased sigh. Jashin-sama, thank you. When Sumire finished cleaning herself, Hidan sat on the bed again. He reached out to her and took her wrist gently.

"C'mere."

"What?"

She didn't resist him as he drew her to him. He laid down and cradled her in the crook of his strong arm. He's… a cuddler?

"You doing okay?" he asked.

Her face gained a tint of blush. She nodded slightly.

"Need anything? Water? Snack?"

"…I'm okay…" What is he doing?

"Let me know if you need something. Also, if you start feeling like crap."

"…what?"

"Like… um…" he was staring at the ceiling, "what is that shit called… aftercare. I'm doing aftercare."

"…after care?"

"It's basic sex stuff, you know. Make sure your partner is okay. Like if their body hurts or if they start to feel like… what was is it that it said… less than human? De… de…"

"Dehumanized?"

"Yeah, that shit. I gotta make sure you don't feel… de… dehuman…ized."

"…huh…"

He placed a large hand on her head and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"So don't feel that."

"Dehumanized?"

"Yeah, don't feel like that."

She started laughing:

"I barely get what you're saying."

"Hey, if you don't know. I don't know. Just… let me know if you want some hugs or kisses or showers or… I don't know. A puppy. Want me to get you a puppy?"

Her laughter increased, and she laid her head on his chest.

"I think I'm okay."

"I hope you don't regret this," he spoke in a lower voice, as though he had been afraid to say it.

Her eyes traveled up to his face, his expression had become soft, but he wasn't looking at her. Hidan… is… a strange person. She snuggled closer to him. I don't know how I feel about this… but… I'm not going to think about it now.