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Thanks again for C_Andor_D's help on this chapter and this fic as a whole. If you haven't yet, you should check out their fic, Compromise: In The Case Of Sae Niijima. Also, the latter part of this chapter has yet to be edited so if anything seems of lower quality feel free to blame that on me for giving C_Andor_D the time to check it out. Normally, I'd wait but I've been putting this chapter off for months and you all deserve something so here you go. I'll add any edits later. For now though, enjoy.
Every single nerve he possessed was misfiring, his fingers twitched within his closed fist, his muscles spasmed at every attempt to control them, his very own throat threatened to close under the conditions.
He was so absorbed in trying to control himself that he nearly missed Sae's command.
"Open your eyes," she said.
Open them? Now? I can look?
Caught in his own mind, no matter how much he struggled to open them his eyes remained shut, clenching tighter and tighter.
Damn it, Ren! You're a Phantom Thief! She's about to show you everything you've wanted to chase since Valentine's Day and now you're choking up?! Pathetic!
He knew—knew—that Sae could read the conflict on his face like a book—that she could hear every word he told himself. Yet she said nothing—did nothing.
Damn it! Sae Niijima is waiting for you! Stop being such a coward and open your eyes! What are you, scared?"
And then he understood.
These nervous twitches… This hesitance to act… This pounding in my chest…
He was scared. Ren Amamiya felt fear—an emotion he hadn't felt in earnest in far too long.
He took in a quick breath, held it for a moment, and slowly released it from a sudden grin that possessed his face—a grin disturbingly familiar to when he awakened to Arsène—assured that he would steal victory from Sae's clutches. The twitching subsided, his heart slowed—not completely, but enough. He dropped his smile, took another breath—
—And opened his eyes, the darkness of the room making it difficult to see anything but Sae's ashen hair and crimson eyes.
But he could feel her.
So soft… warm…
His hands moved from the bed to the small of the attorney's back, his delicate touch causing a small jump from his partner who allowed him to see nothing of his effect on her face.
Ren's mouth fell agape, the two of them staring silently at the other.
Sae's visage was stone—cold and unshifting. Ren was slowly panting from his still smiling mouth, his eyes becoming clouded by mounting lust.
"You…" he whispered, struggling to maintain control of himself.
"Yes?" she whispered, inching ever closer to him.
He swallowed and continued, each and every word a clash within himself. "You… are stunning…"
Sae finally allowed herself an expression, her carmine lips curling into a dangerous smile. "I'm well aware, Ren Amamiya," she whispered, coiling a single finger under his chin, her nail scratching at his skin. "But what else?"
His head angled downward, he looked up at her with an almost angered expression. His mouth continued to hang open as he resisted the urge to bare his teeth through his labored breaths. "Powerful…"
"Yes."
"Dangerous…"
"Yes."
"You're… a threat…"
A shaped eyebrow twitched up in curiosity. "A… threat?"
He would have taken it as almost mocking had her nail not pressed oh-so-slightly harder against his chin, emphasizing both his point and her control.
"Decisive… unyielding… A variable I can't control or ignore."
Her lips parted a hair's breadth, just enough to make him think about her teeth so close to his throat.
"Correct," she drawled with smug delight, and pounced.
Sae crashed her lips to his, tackling the Phantom Thief fully onto the mattress. The two moved frantically, Sae's fingers traversing Ren's curled locks while pulling him even deeper into the kiss while Ren explored Sae's almost naked body, his right hand descending her leg and squeezing her toned thigh as his left journeyed across her back, his fingers hooking around the back of her lace bra.
Sae tore out of his grasp with surprising force, pushing herself up so that she was once again straddling him—pinning him—his hands out of reach from her garments. He could do nothing but stare up at her with a primal lust as she regarded him with an imperious smirk.
She reached for his left hand and locked their fingers together, allowing his right hand to remain on her thigh. Only when he was unable to respond did she descend, keeping his left hand pinned to the bed as she approached his ear. "Nothing comes off unless I say so."
Her whispers nearly drove him mad, but she truly sent him over the edge by attacking his neck, her kiss marking his skin with what would surely be a dark stain, the merest brush of sharp teeth setting his senses ablaze.
His frustrated grunts filled the air as he exposed more of his neck to her, the grip on her hand becoming tighter.
She retreated, cupping his face with her free hand. "Good boy."
She could hear him growl low and quiet, like an animal that, while bothered, didn't find it worth the energy to act. She giggled at the notion that his umbrage towards her comments bore consequence
She repeated herself to goad him further. "A very good boy."
Her praise spoke of gentle intentions, immediately betrayed as her hands shot forward to grab his dress shirt and yanked it open, several of his buttons flying across the room.
His eyes flashed with a dangerous look, irritation and outrage for a second unbridled. "That shirt was expensive," he muttered darkly, but was met with a single, sharp laugh.
"I don't care," she replied sweetly before raising a hand, fingers clawed, nails sharp, and placing it upon her prey.
The surprise caused Ren to show a moment of weakness—a gasp of shock escaping from his throat before attempting to ascend, only to be forced back down by Sae's hand
Her hand traced itself across his smooth chest, her fingers blooming across his skin, as her other hand did the same on her own body.
Ren did nothing but watch as she mirrored her exploration of his body. Her hand glided against her breasts, fingers slipping beneath the bra for a single moment before rising to her neck, reflecting the movements she made on him.
Conflict swelled within his very being. On one hand, he could lay there an eternity watching Sae move so hypnotically, yet anger boiled inside at the audacity she possessed thinking that he was nothing more than a toy for her to use. He bit at his lip, very nearly drawing blood until—
In her dismissal of him, he found an opening and struck, lunging upwards even as he rolled her over. For a glorious moment he saw a flash of shock in her eyes as she was robbed of her balance—her power, only to be replaced with outrage as he caught her by the back of the neck and guided her fall to the bed below. It was over in a moment, but suddenly he was atop her, his body still hot with lust from her attention, her face flustered from the sudden force applied between her legs.
He held himself up, his hands flanking either side of her face, the momentary expression of shock she displayed giving him endless satisfaction. The anger which followed only served to cement his desire to maintain this dominance. He descended, striking at her neck as viscously as she did to him.
Her struggle to stifle her moans drove him further into his desires. He could feel her hands climb up his back until she grabbed at the base of his hair, pulling his head away from her.
"You brazen cur," she spat before kissing him, forcing her tongue into his mouth and making his dance to her lead.
"Cur?" he managed to ask mockingly between the assault from his lips, only incensing her further.
Her free hand grasped at his shirt, angrily pulling on it until she retreated from the kiss, ordering him to remove it.
He stared at her for half a second, stunned by the audacity for her to give him an order when she was so obviously not in control—
—Only to immediately follow it.
He sat up and grabbed at the back of the collar, pulling the shirt up and over his head, yanking his arms from their sleeves and throwing it from the bed. He stayed still for a moment when he saw her drinking in his image, allowing her to indulge—permitting her to admire him.
Despite the darkness of the room, it was still light enough for her to glimpse at his impressive physique. To most, he would appear lean, almost gaunt when clothed, but that couldn't be further from the truth. He was deceptively well built, his toned muscles mocking her for how much she was attracted to them.
She sat herself up, allowing herself to surrender to her own desires—to reach out and touch the bare skin of his chest and trail down his body.
"So, this is what you were hiding from me…"
Her lingering touch slowly climbed further down until a single finger began playfully tapping the buckle of his belt. She gazed up at him, a vivacious glint in her eye. "And what are you hiding here?"
He reached for the belt, but she stopped him, pulling his hand away. "Not unless I say," she reminded him.
She then, gingerly, laid back down, allowing herself to look as innocent and as harmless as possible. "But perhaps you can earn it."
Ren clenched and unclenched his hands over and over.
This woman!
Restricting his urge to pounce as viciously as possible, he lowered himself and planted a chaste kiss on her lips. Then her neck. Then her chest, where the mounds of her breasts began.
His right hand rested on her stomach. He could feel her muscles twitch at his light touch and couldn't help but ask if it was in anticipation or surprise—measured approval or sudden displeasure. He glanced up to see her eyes closed, her lips parted. Deciding to take the risk, he moved to her groin. The very moment his fingers touched the fabric of her lingerie, she stopped him, firmly grasping his wrist with blinding speed.
He challenged her with a confident stare. "I'm not removing anything," he slowly assured her.
She kept her eyes locked to his for a moment, her expression unreadable, but she did let him go.
He continued, his fingers feeling the heat beneath the lace and a noticeable dampness. He did not allow himself to linger nor intrude further than the surface, simply running over her underwear once before ascending to her neck and cradling her jaw and directing her eyes.
Once again, they met each other's gaze and rejoined their lips, their earlier frantic pace now slower—more tender. Ren wrapped her in his arms, and likewise, she wrapped him in hers. They allowed control to ebb and flow between them, dominance being offered and taken in turns.
When Ren took control, he claimed her neck and lips, sparking Sae to claw at his back in an attempt to keep her moans under control. She refused to let him see in full the pleasure she was feeling.
With Sae in charge, she explored him, poking and prodding in search of a weak point, always stopping at his waist. She wished desperately to explore further, to manipulate the obvious flaw in his defenses. But she was disciplined. Measured. Thorough. She kept to the boundaries she had set.
But it was time that she gave him something—a reward for his performance.
She straddled him again, looking him in the eye as she silently reached behind her, unclasping her bra.
Ren made the mistake of visibly showing his excitement, prompting a devilish smirk to grace Sae's beautiful lips.
With one hand, she pushed the bra against her chest, further taunting him with the promise of a forbidden sight.
His frustration was as visible as his hunger, but all this urged from her was a sultry, breathy giggle.
"What will you do for this, Joker? What will you give me in return for something you can't steal?"
He refused to answer, opting instead to stare daggers at her.
"Nothing? Would you prefer not to see them at all?"
The irritation turned to worry—fear that he had doomed himself.
She laughed again, lowering herself so that her chest lay flat against his, the bra still in place. "Well…?"
He struggled to hold his tongue, averting his gaze from hers for fear that she'd pull victory away from his lips.
And yet, despite his defenses, she did just that.
"A… An-anything…" He panted at the release of his words like a man nearly drowned, starved of oxygen.
Again, she laughed, the titillating tone never leaving her voice. "A good answer."
She kissed him again, cupping his face.
"Close your eyes again. Don't open them until I give you permission."
For several eternal seconds, he kept his eyes open, unblinking, frustrated even further by his weakness.
"Or I could…" she goaded, her fingers reaching behind to pull the lace bra taught against her flesh.
He closed them with a scowl.
She bit at her lip, satisfied by his obedience.
A woman of her word, Sae raised herself above him just enough to slip the lingerie out from between them, tossing it onto the floor.
She fell back down onto his chest, the feeling of her bare breasts against him causing another visible reaction in the thief.
His entire body tensed, his eyes shutting so tightly that it looked like he'd tear his eyelids.
She almost felt bad.
Almost.
Still, she needed to calm him down. Otherwise, he'd burst before any action could be had. Understandable for someone as inexperienced as him, but unfortunate considering how strongly he'd been performing so far.
She planted a chaste kiss on his lips. "Relax," she said, her hands snaking their way down his arms until gently taking his hands. "I'm not a monster."
She sat back up and guided both hands up her body, starting at her hips, over her stomach, and finally arriving at her breasts.
The pleasurable and strangled gasp he let out assured her that he was happy to receive this much in exchange for his sight.
"Oh my God…" he muttered breathlessly.
So soft. So warm. So… Perfect…
He gently kneaded her breasts, her nipples poking at his palms, arousing an ungodly urge to open his eyes.
No! We have a deal!
Sae giggled seeing his inner conflict. She couldn't help but stoke the flames.
She grabbed his hands again, this time directing his fingers to her nipples. She instructed his movements, showing him exactly how to treat them both.
Driven further into lust, he began gently pinching them, causing Sae to gasp in surprise.
Damn it!
She scorned such weakness on her part.
Composing herself, Sae laughed. "Taking some initiative, are we? Very well."
And in an instant, she struck. She swiped away his hands and turned the tables, resting her head just above his own chest.
"What are you—"
—Sae managed to silence him by beginning to play with his own nipples, poking and circling one with her finger and taunting the other one with her tongue.
Ren's grunt was enough to tell her that she had succeeded in throwing him off. Seeing the young man at her mercy sent an electric feeling through her. This Phantom Thief that she chased for so long was hers and hers alone. The thumping she could feel in his chest made him seem so delectably vulnerable. She couldn't help but toy with him further.
Sae moved the hand that was playing with him further down, playing once more with his belt.
He quieted himself, worried that any excitement on his part would halt her—
But she was well aware of his excitement.
She slowly slid the belt from under the buckle, and even unfastened it, but did not make a single attempt to fully remove it.
Instead, she slid her hand down even more, feeling his manhood wrestling to free itself, twitching at her touch.
"G-God!"
"Do you want me to take it off?" she asked.
"Wh-What will… What will it cost me?" he uneasily questioned.
The grin that spread across her face was beyond satisfied. He knew the rules, and behaved rather well, save for a few instances of independence.
She climbed up to his ear and whispered, "Nothing."
He gasped inward, keeping his lungs full and simply nodding his head for fear his voice wouldn't make it out.
And so, Sae Niijima unbuttoned his jeans and slowly lowered the zipper, taking great care not to disturb what stirred. She raised herself from the bed, instructing Ren to stay where he was before going to the foot of the bed and climbing up to Ren's waist where she began pulling down his pants.
A few inches at a time, she pulled them down until his waistband dangled over his feet. She pulled them off completely and tossed them aside, deciding that he had been patient enough to earn his reward.
She climbed back up the bed, hovering over his face. "Open your eyes," she said.
He flinched, unsure if he heard her right.
"I said, open your eyes," she repeated, this time flavoring her voice with impatience.
Hesitantly, he pried them open, her pleased countenance greeting him first.
She raised herself, straddling him once more, sitting just above his waist. She ran her hands through her hair, clearing any obstruction they presented him with.
"God…"
"Quite religious aren't you? Seems you don't go five minutes without uttering that word," she chuckled.
Her snide comment failed to reach him, the entranced young man staring at her modestly sized chest.
His hypnotized stare, paired with the increasing tightness of his underwear made her chuckle.
"Such a good boy," she remarked before swooping down and stopping mere inches from his face. "But it's time things get a little more… adult."
"W-What has it been up until now?"
She offered another kiss. "What us adults call 'foreplay'."
She descended his body, staying low so that every part of her just barely touched his skin, stopping just over the throbbing bulge in his boxer briefs.
His mouth moved to speak, but nothing came out.
Sae smiled deviously and lowered her head to the sizable bulge, pecking it with a single kiss.
His audible intake of air, as well the twitch below the fabric made her stifle a laugh.
Come now, Joker… Show me the criminal mastermind I was chasing for so long!
This time, she put half of the head inside, then pulled up while sucking on it, her lips smacking together as she parted ways with his still hidden member.
Show me the Phantom Thief that stole the heart of an entire nation!
"Oh my—!"
Again, she descended, taking in the whole of his head, the fabric of his underwear near tearing from the stress. She played with him, her tongue swirling back and forth over him, precum secreting through the fabric.
Show me the man I wanted to give myself over to in February!
The muscles beneath tensed further and further until—
"—Hrr! Hah!"
Sae kept her mouth on him, her tongue picking up the surprising amount of sperm that managed to bleed through his underwear.
Ren's body quivered and his breaths flooded in and out. Sae could even feel his pulse on her lips.
The older woman sat back up, dragging a finger lazily across her mouth to collect anything her tongue had missed, eyeing the teen curiously.
"Well then," she began in soft tones, "You honestly did well to last even that long. But now that we've indulged ourselves with the… appetizer," she cooed softly with another pointed lick of her lips, "I hope you're still hungry for the main course?"
As if to display the menu on offer, she leaned back and ran delicately manicured nails along her skin, from the swell of her breast to her powerful thighs.
Ren could hardly speak, his huffing breaths telling Sae that he clearly hadn't taken care of his own urges for some time. In place of words, he nodded his head, his eyes continuing to offer their tenacious gaze.
Sae quietly giggled, placing a hand on his chest and feeling his hammering heart nearly force it off. It made him all the more enticing of a partner. She could bring him so undone, and yet, he remained undeterred? How adorable.
He was putty in her hands—subject to her will and desires. The room began looking less and less like the hotel room they had started in and far more like the interrogation room where they more officially met.
Her teeth bit into her bottom lip—images of this same scenario taking place during that time scrolling through her mind. The excitement was beginning to get to her—the power.
"If you want more, you'll have to earn it, Joker. Think you're up to the challenge?" she asked with a doubtful tone.
Take the bait, Phantom Thief… Fall for my trap!
"I…"
He was still gasping for air, his heart only slightly mellowing in its pace.
"I will win… No matter what…"
Sae had to fight back a triumphant laugh. In its place, she smiled, her hungry eyes focusing on his once-virgin lips.
She crawled forward until she could sit on his chest, his shocked expression making him all the more tantalizing. "Let's see how skilled you are, Joker."
"What are you—"
She pushed herself from his chest to his shoulders and grabbed hold of his hair, forcing his head into her groin, his muffled words tickling out a moan from her lips.
After a moment of confusion, the thief managed to catch on to her game. He stopped squirming beneath her, his words becoming silenced as he realized his current role. His arms hooked themselves around her thighs, his hands massaging her strong, yet soft legs.
He took in a breath, admiring the smell of Sae Niijima in her entirety before finally parting his lips and pressing his tongue against the lace of her lingerie, the taste being frustratingly masked by the cloth.
Even so, he could tell from the small moan of pleasure that escaped her lips that she approved.
He repeated the action, this time, pressing into her a little harder, using the whole of his tongue. She let out a larger moan than before, the sound of her enjoying his body like music to his ears.
He continued on, pressing the attack and making his assault more pronounced. Sae's approving moans continuously filled his ears, and yet, they never surpassed a relaxed pleasure—a passive feeling that one could almost ignore.
It infuriated him.
He made several attempts to slip his tongue beneath the hem of her panties—to gain access to what she had so far forbidden.
And it did not go unnoticed.
His head was forced back, her hands tightening their grip on his hair.
"I don't remember telling you to take these off. Or allowing you underneath them."
And the very moment she said those words, she saw something that frightened and excited her beyond belief.
Ren's eyes glinted with rebellious determination.
Before she could even attempt to regain control over him he had already pushed her up and off him.
With her sitting right on his shoulders, he moved his hands to her back, stabilizing her as he used every muscle he could to lift her up. As she began falling back down to the mattress, she let out a girlish scream of shock that enticed Ren to continue on.
He quickly moved to his knees and approached her vulnerable form, moving his arms under her legs and placing them on his shoulders as he stood more upright, giving her even less leverage.
He hooked a finger around the part of her lingerie that hid her increasingly wet self and pulled it up—not enough to remove it from her legs, but just enough to fit his head under.
So entranced was he by his lust, he hadn't even taken a moment to process that he had just seen the most private part of Sae Niijima's body. Instead, he proceeded to dig his tongue into her—her taste no longer obstructed.
Sae had been so thrown off guard that she hadn't known what was happening until he already invaded her. She let out a proper moan of pleasure, her legs attempting to squeeze his head between them.
Her body quivered, a shaking hand attempting to reach for him and regain her control. "Ngh! I didn't say you could…"
Hearing her struggling to even form a word—hearing her sound so much more helpless… He understood why she enjoyed it so thoroughly with him.
Sae's pleasured moans slowly became frustrated grunts—frustrated because he had not followed her commands—frustrated because she could not fully control him—frustrated because she was actually feeling good while at his mercy.
Sae forced her legs to open just enough for her to move them over his head and away from his control. She rolled to the side of the bed, her lower half actually off the bed and on the floor.
She glared at the Phantom Thief, her eyes filled with fire and brimstone.
And yet, despite the threat she posed, the Phantom Thief seemed unbothered, an almost triumphant grin across his face.
It fueled the anger she felt. Her athletic body jumped at him, tackling the thief to the other side of the bed, nearly onto the floor. Her breasts sandwiched one of his arms, her hands clasped his face so that he could look nowhere but her eyes.
Breathless from both her sudden burst and her anger, she told him, "You broke the rules."
His smile not wavering for even an instant, he licked his lips, a glistening liquid coating his skin. "I'm a thief. That's my specialty."
His brazenness further fueled her anger.
She pulled him closer, their lips mere inches away—their eyes locked with one another. "You aren't going to make it through the night."
Sae pulled him in, kissing him and biting at his bottom lip rougher than he had expected her to.
But two could play at this game.
He flipped her onto her back, and pinned her beneath him, his eagerness to continue swelling in his underwear.
She could feel that eagerness pressing against her. It only served to fasten her resolve. Ren Amamiya would beg for her mercy by the night's end.
Despite his current advantage, Ren seemed content to simply wrap her in his arms and press their lips together, albeit more aggressively than she had done.
She used the opportunity to regain her position, rolling him back onto his back and pushing him down as she parted from his lips.
"You want me naked and exposed for you? You want to say when I strip?"
He pushed himself up against her, though still shel managed to keep him pinned to the mattress. "I want to take what's mine!" he said, an animated, challenging smirk decorating his face.
"Oh?" she chuckled. "And I'm yours?
He answered in a laugh, as if the question itself was absurd.
Sae grabbed at his hair and pushed him into the mattress. "You couldn't handle me, Joker."
With a final statement of defiance she let go of him and backed away just enough to fully remove her lingerie.
As the lace dropped to the floor, the pounding in Ren's ears only intensified. He could feel his heart racing from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He needed to see her—to have full, unrestricted access to the beauty before him.
But he wasn't in charge here. As he attempted to raise himself to better see her fully naked body, Sae kicked out her leg, stopping just short of his chest.
Ren paused, staring at her dainty foot before looking back up at her, questioning her with an unearned authoritative gaze.
But Sae would be lying if she claimed to not like it. The way he stared at her was different than how other men seemed to leer at her—with lust and lust alone.
As frustrated as he seemed when she took charge back from him, his eyes continued to smile. Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that the fire behind them grew hotter—like her refusal to give herself over completely fueled the desire to have her. He didn't simply enjoy the chase or the struggle for power—he craved it—almost as much as she did.
A purr escaped her lips, nearly tearing her guard down as she fantasized about her plans for the Phantom Thief.
Nearly.
She let out a relaxed sigh and very kindly ordered him, "Lay back down, Joker."
He hesitated—the ambition in his eyes beginning to dim as he debated following her instruction.
"Go on," she said, a toying smile encouraging him. She reached out with her foot and firmly, but without much resistance, pushed him down.
As he fully laid back, rather than retrieve her foot, she thought to regain lost territory and more.
She leapt onto the bed and kept her foot on his chest, though she made sure to only use enough force to remind him of who was in charge within this room.
And what a sight it was to see him so powerless as he stared up at her. Sae's legs were open just enough for him to be granted a sight that was just out of reach—a desire he could not sate.
"Do you want me, Ren Amamiya?"
Her taunt was replied with silence, but she knew what his body was screaming for. The titanic thumping against the foot on his chest began to lessen in speed but not intensity—the look in his eyes began shifting from hunger to frustration—his agape mouth releasing shuddering breaths through slightly bared teeth.
"Don't presume that you can intimidate me, Phantom Thief. Answer the question."
Her foot pressed harder against him, his body sinking deeper into the mattress.
"...You can't begin to imagine…" he began, breathing in deeply to regain some semblance of control over himself. "...how much of an understatement that is…"
And it was true.
Before Ren Amamiya was the completely naked Sae Niijima—her toned musculature beckoning him to steal her away—her pale, supple skin inviting his touch—her exposed breasts and vagina calling to him—taunting him.
For a moment, he could see her shadow form pinning him against the floor of a casino, his mask lying broken on the ground.
He liked that sight—far more than he should have.
Sae smiled at his answer, but the glint in her eye sent a wave of unease through Ren.
"Oh? You're quite lucky then."
He remained silent, his glare only intensifying as he waited for her demands.
"I'll allow you to have me for tonight if you do only one small thing."
"I'd say I've already been having you," he rejected her, attempting to regain some position of strength.
The laugh that echoed throughout the room told him that it was a feeble attempt.
"You've had a sample of me, Ren Amamiya. If you want to have all of me, you need only do one thing."
"And what might that be?"
"Beg."
That one word hung in the air as the two eyed one another—Sae's gaze relaxed and pleased—Ren's anxious and fiery.
Go on, Joker. Do it—beg for me—for my body.
Ren's hand slowly approached her leg, his fingers running across her smooth skin as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He opened them slowly and stared up at her, his fire having been subdued enough to sincerely say to her, "Please, let me have you."
Sae's smile dropped. "I told you to beg, not to ask nicely."
His fingers dug deeper into her leg.
"Please," he began with breathy desperation. "Show me the woman who I haven't been able to get out of my head for all these months—the woman who made me want to go crazy all because I was born a few months too late. Let me show her that I'm worthy of her time."
Sae dropped down, sitting on his chest and letting a single finger glide along his jaw as she hummed aloud. "Are you worth my time? Are you going to make me regret what happens here tonight?"
He could feel her womanhood against his chest—her pussy's moist warmth. Ren could feel his heart thumping through his head so loud that he could hardly hear a thought.
His arms ascended up her thighs and around the small of her back, her muscles twitching ever so slightly beneath his touch.
"I'd never let you regret anything when it comes to what we do here tonight."
She giggled, letting an almost innocent smile replace her expression. "Just tonight?" she asked.
Opening his mouth to speak, she silenced him with a finger. "No, don't answer that."
Sae lowered herself just enough for her face to be over his—the silver strands of her hair blinding him to everything but the divine beauty of her face. "I'll answer that question myself."
The ashen haired prosecutor retreated from the bed and stood at its foot, beckoning Ren to sit upright.
As he did, he drank in everything his eyes could see—a completely naked Sae Niijima. He slowly inched towards her until he sat at the foot of the bed, mere inches away from her pussy, his lust screaming throughout his body.
He wanted to reach out and touch her—to appreciate what was before him more than he did during his revolt—
But Sae instead made the first move, falling to her knees before him and hooking her fingers around the waistband of his underwear.
His eyes shot wide open the moment he understood what she was doing.
He assisted her in its removal, forcing them down his legs so fast that he hardly understood that he too was now fully naked before her.
Considering all they had done so far, it shouldn't have mattered to him, and yet it did.
His heart fell from his chest, and a wave of doubt flooded over him. He couldn't help but ask himself how he measured up to her standards—how he compared to any men she had taken previously.
And yet, despite the anxiety flowing through him, there was a level of excitement he never knew before this moment. He was fully exposed in front of the woman he had been dying to see for months, and so too was she exposed to him.
Not only did the hollow feeling in his chest diminish, he could feel his cock beginning to stand taller between his legs at the very idea of her watching over it.
And as she reached out to touch it without a single barrier between their skin—without a single scrap of cloth to mask her touch, he could feel himself harden even further.
Sae closely approached his member and looked up at Ren as she held in her hands and placed it directly against her cheek. She seductively bit her bottom lip as her crimson eyes stared back at him and without a single word—a single taunt—Sae Niijima turned her head and licked him from base to tip, the wetness and warmth of her tongue forcing every nerve within Ren Amamiya to shoot wildly within him.
And right as her tongue met with his peak, she swallowed him whole.
"Holy—!"
The young man's legs twitched, the pleasure he was feeling far too great for him to control. If he was any less prepared, he'd have exploded then and there.
He reached out with a hand and placed it onto the back of Sae's head as she pulled off of him and pushed it back down. She gave no protest and instead did as he wished, descending and ascending his length over and over and over again, the feeling of her tongue swirling around his erect shaft sending him into a euphoric trance.
He could feel himself beginning to give in—the pleasure so intense that his eyes were beginning to wet.
"I… I—" he struggled.
Sae suddenly pulled her head from him and smiled triumphantly at him.
His heaving breaths refused to lull as he looked at her with confusion. "Why… Why'd you stop?"
Her smile became a devilish grin.
"You already came once tonight. While you certainly caught me off guard earlier, I think it's about time you return the favor."
Ren, still gasping for air, wore a disappointed expression that nearly made Sae feel bad.
She stood up and leaned down just enough to still be taller than him. Lifting his chin with a finger, she moved her mouth beside his ear and whispered to him. "If you do well, what say I let you 'inside'?"
His eyes shot open. "Huh?!"
She giggled at his eagerness, a warm smile now taking over as she nodded to confirm what he heard was indeed true. "Or, I can continue where I left off and we'll be done for the night. What say you, Joker?"
Ren jumped up from the bed, grabbing her as he ascended and spinning around to drop her on the mattress.
Sae was less surprised this time, even allowing for a laugh to escape her lips as she crashed to the bed.
She sat up to see Ren already on his knees, his hands beginning to move her legs apart. He moved in, but was stopped just short by Sae's hand blocking his entry.
He looked up, confused, surprised to see her warm smile being maintained. "Don't jump right into it," she told him. "Like this."
Sae then proceeded to finger herself, slowly slipping one finger into her moist pussy and playing with herself with one hand and grabbing Ren's right hand with the other, dragging it closer to her so she could replace herself with him.
She pulled away from herself, holding in another laugh when she saw the awe on Ren's face as he gazed up at her. Bringing the hand she had just been using to play with herself up to her mouth, she licked the finger before wholly placing it in her mouth and slowly pulling it out.
"It's your turn, Joker."
His gaze turned back to her vagina, his hand inching closer and closer until—
"Mmmmm…" she hummed aloud as his finger entered her. "Keep going," she calmly instructed.
He did as she asked, slowly pulling his finger out and pushing it back in, the warmth inside of her setting his nerves ablaze. Picking up his pace, he added a second finger, to which he figured Sae approved of based on her louder moan.
He spread her lips with his fingers and brought his other hand up to her, gently rubbing at her clit before summoning up the courage to approach closer and lick her.
As he approached, he somehow felt his chest be overtaken by an absent feeling, and yet his heart continued to hammer away.
He shook away his thoughts, focusing instead on the woman before him—her wants and needs.
Before, when he gave way to his lust, he hadn't been thinking—he hadn't realized that he had been tasting Sae Niijima—or rather, he paid it no mind. At the time, he was doing nothing more than what his instinct told him to do, but now he was maintaining his control—performing each action with intent and purpose.
As his tongue made contact with the prosecutor—as he tasted her mindfully, his nerves which were already aflame exploded into a passionate storm. His tongue swirled around her lips, slowly at first, every so often licking up and down, allowing him a greater taste of the woman he had been fantasizing about for so many months.
Sae's legs squeezed his head a little as her building pleasure managed to bleed through her mask of composure. Her relaxed moans excelled into an almost shocked, high-pitched grunt.
Her legs held him in place, eliminating the possibility of retreat—not that he ever would even if given the chance.
He continued eating her out, his tongue continuously seeking deeper entry until he felt Sae's hands on his head, pushing his face further into her groin.
Despite the blood rushing to his head, he could hear a muffled "fuck" from Sae.
Though he was currently at her mercy, Ren couldn't help but feel in control of her—the pleasure she felt, the way that she felt it.
As time continued to pass and as he continued to chip away at her defenses, Sae's legs squeezed ever tighter. It felt as if she'd crush his head like a watermelon and he was loving every single second of it. Warm liquid surrounded his mouth—his tongue moved so much that it was almost beginning to go numb.
Suddenly, Sae's legs squeezed even tighter and he could feel her bend over, her hair tickling the skin on his back as she pulled his head just enough away from her that he could no longer reach with his tongue.
He could feel her quivering, hear her controlled breaths grow in frustration.
After an agonizingly long handful of seconds, she pushed him further away from her. He looked up to see her panting, staring at him with a predatory aura.
"Sae—?!"
She pounced on him, forcing him to the ground and even eliciting a shocked yell from the Phantom Thief as he hit the floor.
Ren watched as she took his erect member in hand and angled it up towards her wet pussy, the animalistic glint in her eyes not fading for an instant.
"Are you—?!"
Sae dropped down onto him, his cock suddenly engulfed by a sudden heat that tightly held to him, the feeling so enrapturing that he nearly lost control of himself in that very instant.
"Fuck!" he cried.
Sae's hand clasped around his mouth, silencing any further outbursts.
"Quiet," she ordered, her voice quiet commanding.
He looked up, the glow of her crimson eyes in the darkness striking an almost primal instinct in him. Not fear—but something approximating it. He didn't feel scared, but… almost endangered. Like she would dispose of him in an instant if he couldn't perform to expectation.
And that excited him more than anything.
Sae hummed in pleasure, running a hand over her stomach as if feeling where he was inside of her. Her gaze pierced him and her words spurred him.
"Fuck me."
She jumped up and fell back down, her breasts rising and falling with her.
"Penetrate me!"
Again, she jumped.
"Steal me away from all other men!
Again.
And again.
And again.
Ren leapt up and wrapped his arms around her waist, the prosecutor bearing down on him and crashing her lips against his before pushing him back down and grinding back and forth on his cock.
Her breasts swayed with her rhythm, giving Ren another thing to pay attention to in this pivotal point of the evening.
Sae brought a hand to one of her breasts, squeezing it and playing with her nipple as she continued riding him, her muscles massaging his cock with every movement, squeezing him and driving him crazy that he was held under her, unable to deviate from her pace.
She wants me to fuck her? She wants me to steal her away? Fine!
Ren leapt up again, this time putting all his strength into actually lifting her up just enough for her to land back onto the bed.
"What are you—?"
He silenced her with another kiss, this time infiltrating her mouth and swirling their tongues about while directing himself back inside her pussy. Her moans filled his mouth as he thrusted himself deeper inside, her nails clawing at his back, sending a burning sensation across his skin. As she moaned in pleasure, he groaned in pain—but it was a pain that he was all too happy to endure—all too happy to experience.
Every single thrust into her dug Sae's nails deeper into his skin, every thrust adding to the intoxicating pain she inflicted upon him.
He wrapped his arms around the small of her back, lifting her up. Sae's legs wrapped around his waist, her own falling enough to envelop his cock entirely as he moved from the bed to the wall where he slammed into it.
The coldness of the wall against her skin collided with the heat of her body, sending a shiver up her spine.
She rested her head on his shoulders, gasping for air as he continued driving into her. Sae bit into her bottom lip, her teeth cutting into her skin as her moans bled through her lips and became far louder than before. She let one of her legs down to the floor and wrapped the other around one of his legs, hoping that she wouldn't interrupt his actions.
Ren pushed up against her, his head resting on her shoulder as he thrust into her, every breath taking in the scent of her messy ashen hair—every beat of his heart lighting a wildfire within him.
He could feel himself getting closer—feel his resolve weakening as his cock began throbbing inside her—as the thundering in his chest spread to his whole body.
He drove himself further into her, his thrusts becoming faster and stronger as Sae's moans of pleasure quickly broke out into full blown shouts of euphoria.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Keep going, Ren!"
He did as she asked, but he was nearing his limit. He could feel his defenses crumbling as she squeezed him tighter and tighter.
"I—"
"Keep going!"
"I—"
"Yes!"
Sae's pussy clenched tightly, strangling him inside of her and sending him over an edge that he had already been teetering over.
He couldn't last long enough to warn her.
In an instant, he erupted, cum shooting inside her as his cock relented from intense pleasure. His breath caught in his throat and all he could manage was shivering gasps as he clung to her tightly.
His legs buckled from underneath, pulling Ren to the ground and Sae along with him.
For a moment, neither of them moved and simply allowed their minds to reset.
Sae's mind was a haze and she could barely keep her eyes open for a single second.
Ren had gone deaf, his now heaving breaths only being sensed rather than heard.
He looked at Sae's scarlet tinted face, her features still twisted in exhaustive euphoria. She returned the look for only a moment, closing her eyes a second later and laying her head over his chest.
He could still feel his cum leaking into her, Sae's pussy spasming every so often and squeezing a bit more from him.
After a moment of the two of them staying like that, Sae climbed up his chest and hovered over his face.
He could not bring himself to speak, so instead he waited—
And waited—
And waited—
—Until Sae descended, kissing him far less passionately than she had only a few minutes prior, but still swirling her tongue around his mouth, albeit lazily.
She pulled away from him and licked her lips. "Ren Amamiya," she said.
He continued gasping for breath. "...Yeah…?"
"Are you ready for round two?"