This is turning into a soap opera... seriously, I've read over this chapter several times and "soap opera" immediately comes to mind. If you like that sort of thing, combined with glorious Kaz/Anna smut, then keep on reading. If not... this fic isn't really for you. It's not action packed or anything like that; it's just a cheesy soap opera with dirty smut.
Anyways, enjoy. And thanks to my readers/reviewers up to this point.
Kazuya felt just as powerful and healthy as a man of his stature should feel. He woke up, cooked his own breakfast, blended a smoothie, and then actually hit the gym for the first time in a while.
"HYAAAGH! HYAAAGH! HYAAAAGH!" he kiai'd with each thunderous kick against the punching back. Everyone else in the gym had stopped working out and just watched with awe as the mighty Kazuya Mishima tore the everloving shit out the punching back with his deadly Mishima Style Karate. By the time he had finished, the chain had broken and it was just a crumpled mess on the floor with the sand spilling out like a human being's guts.
When Kazuya was satisfied, he wiped his sweaty brow and then went back home to shower before work.
Kazuya didn't just stand in the shower and let the water fall on him like usual; he scrubbed himself like a man with confidence, washing every pore and crevasse until he felt like a freshly polished shoe. He stepped out of the bathroom not even bothering to grab a towel; he wanted to just admire himself in the mirror for a second. He flexed his muscles, watching the ripples course through his arms, legs, and torso. His pectorals bulged with their perfect roundness, the water droplets slid downwards into the maze of his six-pack abs. And then there was his manhood; he had finally blew the dirt off that bad boy and put it to good use last night. Maybe it was just his positive disposition, but he felt even bigger than usual today.
At work, he did something that he used to do when he was younger; he actually threw his feet up on the desk and leaned back in his comfy chair. He didn't care what stuff got accidentally knocked off; there'd surely be someone to pick it up later. A grin crept upon his face; today was a good day.
Suddenly, there was a knock at his office door. Figuring it was only one of two people, Kazuya flipped a coin and decided which name to call out:
"Enter...Anna."
The door opened and Kazuya's eyes were not met with the eyes of his slender, voluptuous, sexy lover... it was the eyes of his tall, lean, muscular Muay Thai practitioner of a best friend.
"Wrong mate, bro." he chuckled.
Kazuya rolled his eyes. "...Bruce."
Bruce casually walked over to Kazuya's office couch and plopped onto it. He laid out flat, propping his boot-clad feet up on the arm of the other side.
"Ahhhh... man, you got some comfy furniture in here. Hey, where's your remote?"
Kazuya rolled his eyes again. "...It's underneath. Slide your hand under and you should feel it."
Bruce reached underneath the couch and he could feel the remote; he quickly grabbed it and turned on Kazuya's 60-inch flatscreen that he had installed in the top-left corner of the office.
"...Is there a reason you barged into my office and are now watching my tv?" Kazuya finally inquired.
Bruce turned down the volume. "I'm just waiting for you to tell me about last night."
"...Of course you are."
The seconds of silence ticked by as Kazuya tested the limits of Bruce's patience, and vice versa. In the end, Bruce prevailed as Kazuya finally opened his mouth to initiate:
"Fine. We fucked."
Bruce threw his hands up in the air as if a touchdown was scored. "Nice! I knew you could do it! You just needed a little confidence!"
"What can I say? You were right. Well... almost."
"Huh?"
Bruce looked over at Kazuya, eyebrow raised. "What are you talking about, man?"
Kazuya put his hand to his chin. He was reluctant to say... but Kazuya Mishima was not a coward. He would own up to what he did with his feet planted firmly.
"I accidentally told on you last night."
Bruce's eyebrow stayed raised. "Eh?"
"Anna knows about what you said about me."
Bruce nodded. "Ahh, I see. And are you gonna tell me what she had to say in response?"
Kazuya closed his eyes and thought about it for a second, then opened them and looked at Bruce. "Well, I suppose you deserve a freebie. Very well then."
"Let's hear it."
"...She said you were jealous and you weren't over her still."
Bruce chuckled as he turned back around and faced the tv. "Heh heh heh... yeeeah I figured that's what she'd be like."
"You don't seem too bothered by it."
"I'm not. I wanna hear more about you two."
Kazuya closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled. "Well... she said she loved me."
Bruce's eyes widened. "Wowwww."
"And I said it too... dammit, I wasn't thinking! W-was I...?"
"Well shit... sounds to me like she's got you wrapped around her finger already. And in one night too? Holy shit!"
Kazuya clenched his teeth. "Silence! Don't forget I have the authority to send your smug ass to the frontlines."
Bruce gave a toothy grin. "Whatevs, dude. I don't give a shit if you're in love with Anna. Just don't be surprised when the bitch leaves you in the rain one day."
Kazuya scoffed. "You know... maybe she's right about you. What if I told you that I believe her?"
Bruce shrugged. "Hey, it's your choice to believe who you want to believe. She said she loves you, I say it's all bullshit. At the end of the day, it's your call."
"I'll keep that in mind. Now, you wanna go do something productive? There's a new batch of recruits coming in today, and I'm sure they'd love to get a lesson from a seasoned veteran like yourself."
"Nah, I think I wanna rest my 'seasoned' bones on your couch."
"Hmph."
Their conversation was cut short when the door opened again. Kazuya's eyes darted towards the doorway, and this time it WAS who he had expected: She was wearing black leggings with red stiletto heels, and a red tube top that hugged her breasts tightly, revealing a precious inch or two of her tight cleavage. She was wearing no bra, as per the usual standard with tube tops.
"Hey...baby." Anna said with a wink. Kazuya rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the warmth growing in his cheeks. But that warmth only increased tenfold when Anna leaned over the desk and planted a deep, unhurried kiss on his lips.
Anna looked over at Bruce, who was still laying there. "Brucie... I saw a cockroach in my office. Can you pleeeease go squash it for me?"
Bruce rolled his eyes. "What? Am I your personal exterminator? You're wearing shoes that could kill a man!"
Anna whined. "But Bruciiiiie! It's very hard to kill a cockroach with stiletto heels! Cmon, go stomp it with your big ol' combat boots!"
"Ugh... fine. But I'm gonna leave it's corpse laying on your desk."
"D-don't! BRUCE!"
But Bruce only laughed as he shut the door.
Anna grinned as she went over to the door and locked it, then approached Kazuya at his desk with a sultry smile. "You been thinking about me, sweetie?"
Kazuya gave his usual eyeroll. "You were just lying about the cockroach weren't you?"
Anna giggled. "Well that's the beautiful thing: no I wasn't! But it still kills two birds with one stone by getting Bruce out of your office and getting rid of the cockroach in MY office~"
Kazuya's lips curled into an evil grin. "Heh... how cunning of you."
"So now..."
Anna draped one leg onto Kazuya's desk.
"We've got time..."
Anna placed her hands on the desk to help get her other leg up there. She got on all fours, leaning forward with a grin. Kazuya's eyes darted downward to her cleavage, which was being generously displayed from her current position.
"To do this~"
Anna leaned in and closed distance on their faces until their lips connected. Kazuya felt her tongue enter his mouth, and he closed his eyes to relish the sensation of her warm lips on his. He could feel her crawling into his lap: one leg draped over one side, one leg over the other side, and finally the warm cushion of her butt lowering onto him. Her torso pressed tight against his, and her arms went around his neck.
They engaged in a warm, passionate meeting of lips and tongues. Kazuya's tongue got well acquainted with Anna's, as they swirled and brushed against each other, invading the other's cave. Their lips stayed glued together, only occasionally pulling apart just to let some precious air come through.
"Mmmm...ahh, I've waited for this all day~" Anna whispered, planting her lips against Kazuya's cheek and working all the way down to his chin with sloppy kisses.
"I can't tell you how much better I've felt since fucking you." Kazuya replied.
His bold words turned Anna on big time, and a seductive smile crossed her lips as she pulled away from Kazuya and propped herself on the edge of his desk.
"Hee hee hee... well maybe before it wears off... I should give you another dose of me~"
Anna clutched the top rim of her tube top and pulled it downwards, revealing inch after inch of her chest until finally the fabric passed over and her breasts were able to pop out of their confined state. They jiggled in all their bare glory, her rose red nipples staring Kazuya in the face.
Kazuya immediately reached over and started fondling them.
"Oooh...ooohhhh...ohhh yes... someone's got happy hands...ohh~" Anna moaned.
Kazuya squeezed her soft mounds in his thick hands, feeling his pants tighten and tighten with each passing second of feeling her silky smooth breasts in his fingers. Anna took notice of his bulge and reached over to run her fingers down the tent that his pants had formed.
"Mmm... that's looks so uncomfortable. It needs to breathe, hee hee. Want me to let that animal out~?"
Suddenly, a knock at the door once again.
"Mr. Mishima? M-Mr. Mishima I need to talk to you!"
"Shit... it's that guy from Research and Development coming to talk about the new JACKs." Kazuya muttered.
"He can come back later." Anna replied.
"Then it'll be my problem LATER. Cmon, let me up!"
Anna pouted like she had just gotten the final answer wrong on a quiz show. With an annoyed puff of air, She pulled her tube top back up and got off of the desk. Kazuya got up and approached the door, unlocking it and then opening it. He was met with the eager face of one of the top scientists working on the latest developments of robotic weaponry.
"You must be here about the JACK-7's. Kazuya declared.
"Y-yes sir!"
"Come in. Miss Williams, could you please...leave?"
But when Kazuya turned around, Anna was nowhere to be seen. He raised an eyebrow, a hand instinctively went up to scratch his puzzled head. He knew Anna was a master assassin, but how could she disappear in thin air with the only exit blocked?
"...Sir? There's no one there."
Kazuya turned back around. "I KNOW THAT! Are you calling me crazy?"
"N...n..."
"Just sit down."
The scientist sat down in one of the available chairs, and Kazuya sat down at his desk. He leaned over, propping his hands up to look like he was invested in this whole thing, when in reality, he was definitely not.
"Okay, let's go down the list." Kazuya ordered.
"Well, we followed the specs as closely as possible, and I gotta say, we've really mastered the process of reducing cost of parts but maintaining the quality of the..."
The man started rambling on and on about how the JACK-7s were being built, and all the problems that had been going on during production. Honestly, Kazuya just wanted him to shut up; he knew the man was just doing his job and this would help better G Corporation as a whole... but right now he wanted to get busy with Anna and this guy totally ruined that.
As the man kept on, Kazuya's eyes widened when he felt a pair of hands reach up and undo his belt.
"Wh-what the...?"
He looked down, and Anna was underneath his desk!
"Hey~" she casually said as she undid his belt, then unzipped his pants.
"Anna, what are you doing? I'm having a meeting...!" Kazuya muttered as softly as possible.
"Then just ignore me...if you can~"
Kazuya rolled his eyes and looked back up at the man, who was still talking. The way Kazuya's desk was built, the front of it had a protective metal surface that went all the way to the floor, so nothing could be seen. The inside was hollow, however, so Kazuya could freely move his legs. Luckily, this meant Kazuya was the only one who could see Anna at the moment.
"So we tested out Prototype 62A341J2, and he moved around perfectly! I mean, he moved and functioned almost 100% successful. But there was this horrible grinding noise everytime he would move his legs." the man said.
"It sounds like the gears in his legs are mashing against each other, and each step he takes is chewing them up. This is kindergarten stuff." Kazuya replied.
Kazuya tensed up when he felt Anna sliding his pants down below his thighs. His boxers were the next to go, freeing his member, which Kazuya immediately noticed when he felt the draft against it. He had gone limp since the man entered the office, but just knowing Anna was down there caused it to slowly grow and stand rigid.
"Oh my god..." Kazuya whispered under his breath, when he felt Anna's tongue slide up his shaft. He could feel the tip going upwards, until it reached the edge of his cockhead and slid upwards right through the little cleft that led to his urethra.
"Nngh...ohh..."
"Huh? Did you say something sir?" the man asked.
"No! Just keep talking!" Kazuya replied.
"Right...sorry. So there was a mistake with the chemical coloring machines..."
Anna took his organ in her hand and started licking broad strokes up his shaft repeatedly. She would start at the bottom and go slowly all the way up his tip, then rinse and repeat. Meanwhile, her other hand was fondling his balls, bouncing them around from finger to finger.
"Nnngh...ahhh..."
"And I don't know how it happened, but somehow the machines got filled with red instead of yellow. I dunno, it's like someone mixed the chemicals wrong. But yeah, so the first batch of prototypes all have red mohawks."
"Then just-NGGH! Just make them all red!" Kazuya hissed.
"Really? Is that your final choice?"
"Yes, yes that is my final choice. NNNGH!"
Anna pushed the head into her mouth, puckered up, and slowly pushed forwards, engorging his meat within her moist oral cavern.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"I'm...f-fine... j-just... a little sick..." Kazuya replied.
"Oh, do you want me to come back later?"
"No! You've already come this far, don't stop now. Keep going."
"Okay. So I thought that maybe it would help if I calibrate the..."
Kazuya closed his eyes and moaned out very quietly as Anna sucked him off, going all the way forward with every head movement until his tip touched the back of her throat. Her mouth was so warm and moist, and he could feel her tongue flailing around as well, grazing it and making his body shudder.
"I just thought that maybe it would help their coordination more, and maybe their peripheral vision because it's been a LITTLE off on the previous models..."
Anna bobbed back and forth, then every few seconds would just push forward and try to get his dick as far down her throat as possible. She would then make a sexy gagging noise and pull completely out, leaving strings of saliva bridging his dick and her mouth.
"So, just like I do every year, I wanted you to have the final word on any kind of self-destruct feature. Because you know that we don't want to be liable for any workplace incidents involving...
Anna stroked him a few times, smearing her saliva all over his dick before inserting it back in her mouth again. This time, she made it go all the way to the back of her throat, and she started moving her head back and forth more rapidly than before. She made tiny little gagging noises every second as his dick fucked her throat at an extreme pace.
"GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL GHL~"
Kazuya couldn't keep his mouth closed; it opened wide as his eyes nearly rolled backwards.
"S-so sir? What should we do?"
"Ahhhhh...ahhhhhhhh go ahead and put a-NGHHHAAAAHH... put in the self destruct..."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"YESSSS... b-but give it an override code...ahhhh..!"
"Will you be providing the code, sir?"
"Y...y...YES! The code is... ahhhh... 298B749R! Unnnnngh!"
"7...4...9...R. Okay, got it! That'll be all, thank you sir! And uhh... you should really take some medicine."
Kazuya begged his footsteps to be faster; he wanted to hear the slam of the door so badly he was almost sweating with anticipation. Finally, his prayers were answered.
"NnnnnnnghAHHHHHHH FUUUUUCK!"
Kazuya could feel his cum pushing out, flooding into Anna's mouth as she swallowed gleefully.
"Mmmmmmm~"
Kazuya shook erratically in his seat as he rammed his dick in Anna's mouth to push out every last drop of cum he had built up during that horrible meeting. Anna happily took it all down her throat as she sucked and licked any leftovers. Finally, she removed his dick and it fell downwards, glistening with her saliva.
Kazuya laid back in his chair and panted as Anna laughed wildly, crawling out from under the desk.
"Huff...huff...huff... what the hell, Anna?" Kazuya panted.
"You never have to be bored at a meeting as long as I'm here, baby." Anna cooed in his ear. "Now... why don't you button your pants while I go freshen up?"
Anna gave him a playful poke on the cheek, then strutted out of the office. When the door shut, Kazuya let out a long, relaxed sigh.
"Unhhhhhhhhh... that damned woman..."
Kazuya quickly pulled his pants back up and fastened his belt. Since he was alone again, he threw his feet up on the desk and relaxed again. A smile found it's way to his lips; the thrill of what Anna just did to him during a meeting had him tingling all over. He still wasn't sure whether Bruce or Anna was right... but right now Anna was making him feel a way that only one other person ever did.
Just a quick shoutout to ThatScarletWoman. First off, to show my appreciation for the reviews. Secondly, you should check out ThatScarletWoman's own Kaz x Anna fic. If you like this one, you should love it as well. Read it, and pray for hasty updates!