Xinae walked around the lab, running her fingertips along the many books organized on the shelves before settling against a polished tabletop. She sat along the edge, leaning back against her hands. Xemnas worked near her, unable to completely keep his hands off of her since the two of them had arrived at the lab. His hand ran along her leg as she sat next to him and the way he glanced at her every so often caused butterflies to ruffle in her stomach. He read through old files and looked at various vials, but Xinae could tell he was distracted. She watched him from her seat, remembering the kiss they had shared in the Corridor. Faint shivers rushed through her at the memory, her lips still tingling as a soft hum slipped between them.
A low laugh rumbled in Xemnas' chest as the sound. "Is there something on your mind?"
"Hmm, just thinking about that vacation," Xinae replied with a sigh. "And, maybe what we could do on it."
He looked over at her, putting down the file in his hand. "Such as?"
"More of what we did in the Corridor would be nice." Xinae smirked.
He smirked in return, a heated look in his eyes that made a certain spot between Xinae's legs throb. "I will be sure to remember that," he muttered, turning back to his work. His smirk grew at the way Xinae huffed.
"Or, maybe we can do some more… right now…?" Xinae swallowed hard as he paused, knowing she was trying her luck with being forward.
Xinae waited, her breath caught in her throat as he turned towards her. Her gaze drifted towards his lips, yearning for them to be against hers as she noticed them tip upwards.
His hand gripped her chin, the same way he had in the foyer and Xinae's lips parted in anticipation. Her eyes slipped shut as he leaned forward, but there was no contact.
"Only when I am ready for you." His lips were barely inches from hers as he whispered and if it hadn't been for his grip on her chin, she would have closed the distance.
Her eyes fluttered open, meeting with his intense amber eyes staring back. The lustful glaze over them was enough to tell her that he wanted her just as much. "And when will that be…Lord Xemnas?"
A hum rumbled through him as he inched closer, his hand running up her leg and side. Xinae's breath hitched as his lips were right in front of her. He had kissed her before, but something felt different about this, as if both of them knew it would lead to places neither of them had gone with each other before. The thought alone exhilarated her.
He paused right before their lips met, thoughts obviously conflicted in his mind. Both of them knew there was so much that needed to be done, there wasn't time for this. If anyone were to find out Xinae had distracted the superior, there were sure to be consequences. That is… if anyone found out.
"Take me, Lord Xemnas," Xinae murmured, her eyes darting between his gaze and lips.
His lips met with her jawline, the contact making her gasp. He was firm, slow, making his way down her neck as his hand grabbed the zipper to her jacket and slid it down. Xinae licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry as she felt the air meeting her bare skin and heard Xemnas' groan of pleasure that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
She didn't dare move her own hands, scared that he would merely back away if she tried to reciprocate what he was doing. Instead, she grasped the edge of the table, her fingers clenching when he bit her neck.
"Xemnas…" she sighed out his name, wanting to sling her head back, but his hand still gripped her chin.
He pulled back, looking into Xinae's half lidded eyes, a warmth on his face that she had never seen before. She moaned as his lips met with hers, the same intensity in them as he had in the Corridor. His hands moved to the sides of her coat, sliding it off her shoulders. It hit the tabletop with a thud that reverberated through the empty lab.
His arm wrapped around her back, making it arch as he pushed her further against the table, his other hand trailing up her side to her breast. Xinae broke the kiss with a gasp, her head slinging back and eyes sliding shut. His mouth found her neck, already knowing the most sensitive parts as he sucked and nipped at her skin, leaving marks she knew everyone would see.
A pair of footsteps approaching from down the hall caused both of them to freeze. Xemnas growled, lifting his wrist and surrounding both of them in Darkness. When it dissipated, Xinae gasped at the cool sensation on her bare back and her eyes darted around, seeing that they were in a completely different place. Her body grew hot as she realized it was in the main meeting room for the entire Organization. Thirteen white thrones stood in a circle, each one a varying height from the other. Xinae sat on the lowest one, leaned back as Xemnas stood before her, his eyes taking her in while she took in the new surroundings. As her gaze met back with his, she noticed the obvious heat in his eyes. Any hesitation or conflict he felt about doing this had completely vanished.
Just as Xinae opened her mouth to say something, he turned around, unzipping his coat and sliding it off his shoulders. Xinae's lips parted, her eyes focused on his tight back muscles. Her fingers clenched against the arm rests of the chair as she wondered what it would be like to feel them under her fingertips.
"Stand up," he ordered, keeping his back to her.
His voice echoed through the empty chamber, vibrating through Xinae and making her shiver. He cleared his throat when she hesitated, and she stood immediately. She had to remember that he was in control. Once she was up, he turned, walking to the throne and sitting down. He grabbed Xinae's wrist, pulling her over to him. She went without complaining, her breath hitching as his gaze focused on her bared breasts.
A whimper slipped from her lips as his ungloved hands took them into their grasp. His touch was warm and firm. She could feel the calluses on his fingertips from years of fighting and the thin scars that peppered his body. The sensation was addicting, and Xinae struggled to level out her breathing as he lavished her at his own pace. His lips met with her collarbone, nipping and running his tongue along her throat.
Xinae's hands tightened at her sides, begging to run over his back, his hair, anywhere she could reach, but he hadn't given her permission. Deep in her gut, she knew he'd push her away the moment she touched him, even if he wanted her more than she wanted him. She instead resigned to moaning, her head slinging back as her fingers dug into your palm.
The moan jumped to a gasp as his tongue circled her nipple, a hum in his throat as he rubbed the other between two of his fingers. He was teasing her, working her up while she couldn't do a thing about it and he loved it. Xinae could feel his smirk against her skin as he toyed with her, her voice growing louder and reverberating through the empty chamber.
"Xemnas," she sighed his name, crying out as his hand slid between her legs.
Xinae trembled, unable to keep herself from leaning forward as her hands grabbed the armrests of the throne. He hummed, a hint of amusement and satisfaction in his voice as he pulled off her breast, trailing his tongue until he was completely off.
"You called?" he purred, enjoying this way more than Xinae ever thought he could as his voice made her whimper.
"P-please, let—" her breath caught as his fingers traced circles between her legs, making her bite her lip with a whine before she could finish. "Let me touch you… please."
He considered her request, not ceasing his ministrations and taking notice of the way her legs were trembling as she stood before him. "On your knees," he ordered.
Xinae's legs buckled on command, kneeling before him as her eyes met with his. He gripped her chin, kissing deeply. His tongue slid against Xinae's as he brought her hand to his hardened cock. The feeling of it against her palm made Xinae groan in his mouth. She could feel its heat through his pants and the way it throbbed in her touch as she tightened her hold. Xemnas took in a sharp breath as she pressed into him, taking over pleasing him without him needing to ask. This was what Xinae wanted, to unravel the Superior, to make him a moaning mess. The thought alone made her moan against his lips, before breaking the lock.
"I need more," she pleaded, trailing her lips along his jawline.
He hummed deep and long, leaning back in his throne as Xinae's hands fiddled with the latch on his pants. Without a direct refusal, she took it as permission, and undid his pants completely. The sight of his cock caused her mouth to water in anticipation. It was longer than she had imagined, but just as thick. Xemnas' hand laced into her hair, grasping it tightly and causing Xinae to moan as he tugged her eyes up to his.
He leaned forward, biting her bottom lip and roughly running his tongue along it. Xinae whimpered from the intensity, her eyes still slipped shut when he suddenly pulled away and led her back to his cock. The cock's head settled against her lips. The beaded precum coated her tongue as she flicked it along the tip. A hiss escaped him, his hand tugging painfully in her hair, but the sensation only spurred Xinae onwards.
Fluttering her eyes open, Xinae watched him. His head lolled back against the throne, his eyes shut and lips parted. He was undone, and Xinae was the one that caused it. She smirked, just as she slowly took him into her mouth. His back arched ever so slightly the further down she went, his chest heaving.
Xinae loved this
Her tongue lapped around him, running up and down his length that was already encapsulated by her soft lips. She moaned softly, feeling him twitch inside of her as her voice vibrated through him. He was quiet as she suckled him, only the gasping breaths and occasional hiss leaving his lips. His hand pulled at her hair, clenching tighter each time she'd suck just a little bit harder.
His hips bucked forward, prodding the back of her throat, but that only made her suck harder. She bobbed up and down his entire shaft. Her hands ran along his legs, tracing his muscles. He shivered underneath her touch.
"...Xinae," he breathed out.
She slid his cock out of her mouth, sliding her tongue along the side. Meeting her eyes with his, you asked, "Yes, Lord Xemnas?"
"Stand," he said between his panting breaths.
Xinae kissed his tip one last time before standing, smirking at the sharp breath he took in response.
"Turn around," he ordered.
Xinae tilted her head in confusion, but did as instructed. Xemnas's hands gripped the sides of her waist and pulled her back. Without trouble, he hoisted Xinae onto his lap, his cock hard against her backside and breath hot by her ear. Xinae took in a shaking breath, her eyes slipping shut.
His hands traced her body agonizingly slow. Her breasts were back in his hands, kneaded and pinched as she leaned back into him, her voice rising with moans and sighs. His lips were hot against her neck and ear, whispering all the things he couldn't wait to do to her. Xinae whined, rolling her hips back against him, but a firm pinch to her nipples deterred her from doing it again.
She instead kept her head rolled back against his shoulder, feeling his fingertips ghosting along her skin. His hand worked at her buckle, undoing it with ease and having her stand up to take her pants off completely.
As Xinae kicked away the pants, she felt Xemnas' eyes focused on her. She stood completely naked in front of him and from the way his eyes danced over her, there wasn't an ounce of nervousness in her gut. She stepped forward, climbing on top of him.
His eyes were focused on her chest, his tongue just about to flick out until she gripped his chin and turned him up to look at her. There was obvious surprise in his eyes that she had the foolish confidence to attempt something like this, but Xinae determined just the same. She brought her lips to his, sliding her tongue against his. Her hands finally got the chance to rove over his back muscles. He moaned, ever so quietly, into her mouth as she situated herself over him and slid him inside.
His breath hitched, his eyes snapping shut as he fully entered. Xinae moaned, whimpers slipping between her lips with every thrust. She rolled her hips against his, eliciting another hiss, until his hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging almost painfully into her skin.
Xinae paused, biting her lip from the sensations as she waited for what he was going to do. His eyes locked with hers as he grinded his hips. It was slow, deliberate, making sure she felt every inch coming and going over and over again. It was agonizing.
"X-Xemnas," she stammered. "P-please…"
He hummed, his chest heaving as his eyes danced over her. "Only when I'm ready for you."
Xinae whined, trying to roll her hips herself, but his grip on her hips kept her from being able to move normally. Instead, she leaned forward, devouring his mouth in hers. She bombarded his tongue, sliding and meeting their lips sloppily and needily together. He groaned against her, his pace increasing as her fingers traced his scars, pulling back to kiss each and every one she could reach. His hands slid up her waist and around her back. She took the opportunity and grinded her hips hard against him. He growled, meeting her pace and leaning his head back against the throne as both of them neared climax.
Xinae could feel the already overwhelming anticipation coiling in her gut, building further with each thrust and each breathless moan that left the lips of someone that rarely showed any emotion.
Her Superior
"Xemnas!" she moaned out his name, her hips snapping and tightening as she erupted.
Xinae's voice echoed around the room, mixing with the sound of their bodies meeting together. Xemnas pulled her closer, pounding into Xinae as she came. Xinae's chest was breathless, her body exhausted, but as he continued to thrust into her the coil in her gut was already returning.
Cries poured from her, his name on her tongue as he brought her up all over again. Her head slung back, her voice booming inside the chamber as somehow the sensations felt even more intense than before. She called his name, moaning and whimpering with even the tiniest things.
What pushed her over the edge was hearing her name under his breath. His eyes shut, head against the throne and face flushed… He was completely lost in her.
"Oh Xemnas!" Xinae cried out, her back arching and hands tight in his hair.
He hissed loudly, his hands digging into her as he snapped his hips one last time. Xinae leaned her forehead against his sweat slicked chest, her own chest heaving as she struggled to take in a full breath. Despite the bruises and sore limbs, she loved every second of it.
Xinae hummed when she felt his hands running up and down her back. This was a new side of Xemnas, but she couldn't wait to see more.