Prompts and Responses

by The Salty Isles

To keep my skills sharp and to keep my editor's skills sharp we send prompts to each other. This 'story' is where the Prompt Responses go. Some of these will gain enough traction to get their own separate story or one-shot. More details inside.

9. Prompt 3: Expanded

A/N: My editor suggested that I expand on a couple of my Prompts. The Tension Prompt being one of them. The Confession Prompt being the other, but where the Confession may be getting a separate one shot, this one I feel isn't big enough to warrant that. So, I'll just do what the prompt goal suggests for the kind of Tension I used. This will be the first Lemon I wrote since A Night of Malice (Dear God has it really been 7 months since then?) since every Lemon written for GbNF from the Arc II's Bonus Chapters was written by alwaysdoubted since I didn't want to write lemons at the time. But for this, I don't have much of a choice. So here goes, enjoy the expansion.

The Tension Prompt, Expanded (Pitched by Salty.)

Goal: With a pairing, you've never written, write a scene where your OC and his/her partner are on the verge of releasing some tension. (If you had what-ifs through the ABC Challenge, this would be good to use those. This can be another romantic confession, a truth about either character or sexual tension) If you decide on sexual tension, write a lemon to accompany the pairing's solidification.

Pairing: Koga / Zafina

Verse: Tekken

Tension: Character & Sexual

The Scene

This apartment building was the last place I expected to meet Zafina. She's really mysterious, huh? Normally I would do some background research on my clients, but everything was 100 mph from the moment I began investigating the Mishima Zaibatsu and G Corporation. A Bunch of weird characters occupying both companies, that's for sure.

Luckily I sent Tatl out to do some reconnaissance on Zafina while I did what she hired me to do. Continuing to walk up the steps (I don't trust elevators due to my powers), I wonder what I'm gonna get myself into when I get to her room. When I make it to the final floor, Tatl comes back.

"Tatl, did ya find anything?"

"Did I! Zafina's an astrologist on the daily. She's part of a long lineage of Imperial Tomb Defenders in Egypt. Azazel, the monster you, Lars, and Raven wasted, was sealed in the temple she was tasked with defending."

"But the temple collapsed when Jin threw himself and Azazel into a fissure. We even felt their energies completely dissipate. Maybe we should go back and make sure Azazel's really dead."

"Sounds like a plan, partner. After we squeeze more info outta Zafina, if we can," Tatl said as she went into my coat.

I stopped at the numbered door she told me to go to. "666. Here I am." I knocked twice. "Zafina? It's Detective Koga, you inside?"

My announcement was kept low to where the other residents couldn't hear me. I waited patiently for about half a minute before as I inch closer to open the door, which did so when I moved.

"Enter." Zafina's voice sounds.

I looked around to ensure I wasn't followed before entering the room. My host stood by the window overlooking the city. Zafina was in her native garb, baggy pants, low heels, and a revealing top, her hair neatly done and bunched together.

"I was starting to think you were killed before relaying whatever you learned from your investigation." Zafina turned to face me before pointing to a coat rack. "You can hang your coat on the rack over there."

Moving to the rack, I take my coat off and hang it before moving to the couch to sit. Finally, having a breather since I started working, I exhaled to enjoy the peace and the fact that I'm going back home after this meeting.

"The outside world seems like a miniature hell with what is going on. But from what I learned from Lars, you seemed to follow my instructions to the letter," Zafina remarked as she handed me a glass of water.

I thank her for the hospitality before chugging the glass and handing it back to her.

"What did you learn about the Zaibatsu and G Corporation?"

Straight to the point.

"First, were you planning on tellin' me that you were the defender of Azazel's tomb when you sent me to gather information? Or was that something you were going to keep to yourself?" I return her question. "Your lucky Lars and I weakened Azazel and Jin capped him when we were in Egypt. You got him and me to do your dirty work for you."

Zafina scoffed at my claims. "I had assumed you already knew, hence why you helped Lars in the first place. The tales surrounding you state that you learn more about your clients before working. Were those claims wrong?"

"The claims are correct, but I ran into problems when the case started. I had to rely on my number one informant to get your info while I retrieved the information you wanted. While in Egypt, I ran into your predecessor, and he told me all about you, Zafina. Payment for taking down Azazel. You are tougher than you let on, massacring an entire troupe sent to invade Azazel's Temple all alone? While merely a little girl? That alone prompted him to make you the lone protector in tandem with your day job as an astrologist. Or 'did' now that the temple's reduced to stone and rubble." I recount her origins.

"Turns out we both did our homework."

"You did some checking on me? I'm not surprised. And what did you figure out?"

Zafina matched my energy and smirked. "Enough to know that you're a kindred spirit. It was smart of me to seek help as you're a child of your people's leader, albeit adopted. You had your first kill at thirteen, a traitor to your tribe. Arguably the strongest among your people, you left your native village to become a Paranormal Investigator. Your deities also granted you strength and power." She then sat next to me. "We are not so different, you and I. I'm glad we are not enemies."

I lie back on the couch cushion. Not the reaction I was expecting, but I'll take it.

"Now that our relationship is established, let me tell you what I figured out. Both the Zaibatsu and G Corp sought Azazel's power for different reasons. Jin wanted Azazel out of the picture while Kazuya seeks his power for himself since the Devil Gene originated from the beast."

Zafina was shocked by the revelation. "I did not imagine Jin Kazama would think of summoning Azazel so that he may destroy him. Don't he and his father have the Devil Gene as well?"

"They do. Kazuya has more control over it than Jin does, from what I've seen. Although Jin has more knowledge of its origins. Even Heihachi had planned on putting his name in the ring, most likely to gain eternal life. I'm glad Lars caved his face in when he invaded Heihachi's estate."

"And you say Azazel is dead?"

"As I said, Jin punched him, and they both fell into that fissure. Said that killing him would wipe him and his father of the Devil Gene. However, I'm tempted to go back to see if I can confirm his death."

"No need. I will do so myself. I pray that you are correct, Koga, so I may put my job to rest after countless generations," Zafina responded. "What will you do now that your job is done?"

"I'm going back home, pack my shit, and expand the agency. It's about time we branched out of the original HQ, and I feel like I'm the only one who can do that."

"It seems that we share another similarity. We both prioritize our jobs over ourselves." She casually closes the already minimal distance. "My thanks for the information, Koga."

"It's nothin', Zafina. I think I should head out now. Take care."

I stood but felt a delicate hand clutch my arm. I look down and see it was Zafina's. (Who else would it be?) "There's no need to rush, Koga. Stay and relax a bit. You have worked yourself hard and must be tired."

Zafina pulled me back onto the couch, her voice in a drawl. "Do not get confused. I admire your professionalism, but your job is over, at least for now. Loosen up a little. Even those with strength like yours need rest."

She started massaging my shoulders. I let a sigh of breath escape my lips as she continued to knead my shoulders. "You are tense, Detective. You weren't joking when you said you were acting from the moment you began."

Sneakily, Zafina coiled her slender legs around my hips from behind, her hands digging the knots I didn't know I had. It felt like my soul had left my body.

Yet, it felt... heavenly.

This somewhat out of body experience allowed Zafina to somehow discard my shirt, exposing my torso and irezumi to her undoubtedly experienced irises.

She then caressed my chest, malice, and lust on her mind, desire in her actions as her lips quivered. One of Zafina's hands combed through my hair, the other against my face as she leaned toward my ear, her whisper raspy.

"I have found my treasure. And I do not share with anyone."

That remark shot me back into reality. It was too late by the time I realized it.

The Spider had laid her trap, and I fell dead center into its web.

I crane my head to make eye contact, and the second I did so, Zafina pounced with her lips over mine, arms bringing me closer to her buxom chest. Her tongue slithered around mine as I put up little resistance, melding my mouth with hers with hidden chemistry. Her moans were sweet and melodic, her weight shifting to straddle my waist as we fell into the couch, our lips still attached as a magnetic attraction.

Zafina grabbed my wrists and led them to place on her ass, prompting me to squeeze her bountiful flesh. When we separated, temptation got the better of us momentarily as we shared a quick peck, staring at each other with scarlet occupying our faces.

"I wasn't expecting this, Zafina."

She chuckled while biting her lip. "As I said, Koga. Your job is done, you may relax. And I'll help you do so. Just know that I will enjoy this much more than you could ever possibly imagine."

Zafina's piercing gaze stayed on me. I can only imagine the perverted things running through her mind, the result of a life lived entirely in seclusion.

"If you insist, Zafina. I will relax. But I will lead."

Her face formed a confident smirk as if expecting me to say that. "Good, I do not sleep with bottoms. I will follow you. Now, make love to me."

Warning! Lemon Incoming! If you want to skip it, keep scrolling until you see the All Clear! Otherwise, enjoy the Scene!

I sat up to lock lips with the astrologist, prepared for her paintbrush of a tongue this time. Zafina expected my embrace when I closed the distance, her arms wrapped around my shoulders, body pushing against my chest. Her moans slithered in one ear and crawled out the other as our tongues meld together due to the kiss's intensity.

Pushing deeper against Zafina, the embrace became lustful, her moans and groans raspy. Her hands roamed my torso as mine cupped her perky breasts. I groped each, Zafina gasping in pleasure. Her midriff still on, I pinch both her prodding nipples as we broke away before moving to suckle her neck.

"Pinch them harder," Zafina commands.

I comply instantly as she grips my shoulders, head snapping up from the pleasure. I move to remove her shirt, Zafina assisting me as she discards her midriff, exposing her torso. What I saw underneath was an unexpected but welcoming sight.

Both her teats were pierced.

I hum before biting my lip. "Well, well. Zafina, you naughty girl. The defender of Azazel's Tomb has her tits pierced?"

Her seductive chuckle gave me chills as she clutched my temples so that we locked eyes. "I never said I was pure. But do not worry, I will be a good girl if you wish it."

I shook my head. "Not at all. I'm infatuated with who you are now, Zafina. No change is needed."

My lover bit her lip. "The truth is often more intoxicating than any fabrication, and we are no different. Shall we continue?"

"Of course." I kiss the bridge of her nose out of affection.

Zafina gave a soft smile as she moved to remove her gloves, but I stopped her. "Nuh-uh. Gloves stay on."

She pushed me to the couch again as our foreheads met, her gaze steeled. "Your wish is my command, Habib albi." (Love of my heart)

Taking my hands, Zafina planted them against her ass. We both bit our lips as I smack her asscheeks. She clutched the couch cushion on reaction, inhaling sharply before smashing our partially naked bodies together. Our lips came together for a softer, more loving kiss.

The pace slowed dramatically as we both relished each other's company. After one final kiss, we gave another longing stare before Zafina pecked my lips, descending down my torso to shower whatever she saw with kisses. She removed my shoes before unbuckling my belt and tossed them to the wayside along with my pants.

My hard-on was fighting a winning battle against my boxers, threatening to burst through the fabric.

Zafina's cold gaze hardened on my meat pole with a lustful smile. "Six inches?"

"How'd you know?"

She chuckled at my bewilderment. "No knowledge of my treasure escapes me," Zafina responded in a heartfelt tone.

Gone were my boxers, leaving my throbbing dick exposed. Zafina gently grasps it, entranced by the sex organ. "I'm already getting wet from the sight of your equipment."

"How about preparing it for your vice, Zafina?" I offer.

She met my gaze and nodded. "Your wish is my command."

Zafina kisses the shaft a few times before taking the tip in her mouth, her hands on my legs as she bobs slowly. Her glazed eyes maintain eye contact with mine. Up and down she went, taking more of my dick in her mouth after enveloping the entire length without gagging. She took it out before stroking, the lack of friction from her saliva making the feeling fantastic.

With her other hand, Zafina began touching herself through her panties, simultaneously sucking my nuts. She made no attempt to restrain her moans, doing all of this while stroking just the tip. Faster she went in an effort to edge me, but Zafina slowed down when I didn't show signs of orgasming.

She let out a sensual purr. "Phenomenal. You aren't a quick shot. Many men claimed to be good at the carnal sin, but they all underperformed. You are already miles ahead of them, Habib albi. I cannot wait."

"I can understand that. You are a beautiful woman, Zafina, and many men wish they could have even a chance with you, only to come up short. I know what it's like to lay with a woman who talked big but left much to be desired."

Zafina blushes at my string of compliments. "You truly are my treasure. Those who had a chance with you have missed out as you are my treasure now. We should get to the moment we've both been waiting for."

Sitting up, Zafina seductively removed her capris and heels, and my Goodness, the sight was what many men dreamed of.

Nothing but a gold chain wrapped around her flawless hips, fair skin meshing well with her dark eyes and hair. Zafina could become a model if she wanted with that sinful body and complexion. A masterpiece if I ever saw one.

I stand with her as we both admired our completely nude bodies. Zafina bit her lip at what she saw as I kissed her forehead, her blush growing.

Leaning toward her ear, I command in a whisper, "Hands on the wall."

Zafina complies without question and sways her way to the wall, her chain clinking in sync with her movements. She plants both hands on the wall as I asked, and I approach my manhood resting atop her ass.

She exhales in response. "Your penis is so hot."

"Don't get too excited, Zafina. We aren't there just yet."

I kneel down to get a clear shot of her puffy pussy, rubbing on the clit while fingering her labia in borderline torture. I noticed Zafina's breathing growing heavier as I continued to pleasure her, my hands wet from her leaking essence.

Well, I can't let them hit the floor. After removing my fingers, I dive in and start eating Zafina out, grasping and groping her asscheeks. I lick and suck her walls with zest, her fluids motivating me in more ways than one. Zafina was not expecting my tongue so suddenly, her gasps proving that claim though her hands remain planted on the wall. I moan loud enough where she knows that her juices are delectable.

Having enough, I stop and stand before turning Zafina around, her breathing still heavy with eyes hazed in lust. I put my hands on her sides while leaning in for a kiss. Losing whatever patience she had left, Zafina hungrily sucks on my lower lip, nails dug into my neck and back. She then latches her legs around my hips. We broke away, Zafina's nose rubbing against mine.

"It seems that you have won the war of attrition, Habib albi. I don't think I've ever lusted after someone as much as you right now," she admitted. "Don't tease me anymore. I'm ready."

I plant a kiss on her cheek. "Your wish is my command, Zafina."

With one hand hoisting her leg up, I use the other to aim my dick at her walls before slowly descending her on my phallus. Zafina's eyes widened while being impaled.

"Shit, you're so thick. But it feels magnificent," my lover described. "I require assistance, as the feeling's too good for me to move."

I guide Zafina slowly to help her get better acclimated to the overwhelming sensations. Her pussy was so tight and hot, molding to my hard-on, so the strokes felt better. Zafina and I's foreheads met as I continued moving her up and down.

"You feel fantastic, Zafina." I moan in amazement at the way her ovaries grip me. "It's as if your fortress is sacred, holy even."

Zafina couldn't get another word out, only a moan leaving her lips as she hugs me close, the motions disabling her. I stopped momentarily to make sure she was still awake.

When I did so, she spoke with ragged breath. "Why did you stop? It felt heavenly, you stroking inside me."

"I wanted to see if you were still awake. You weren't responding to me."

"Merely a good sign. Please continue. You feel too good to stop now."

I exit and pin Zafina against the table facing away from me, re-entering with more passionate strokes. Wanting better leverage, I grab her leg and lift it upward.

"Yes... I love how you use me so. I am under your command whenever you wish," Zafina professes.

I modified our position to allow us to stand, my hands squeezing her tits as she placed hers over mine, backing her ass against my crotch. Our eyes met again before sharing a fiery kiss, Zafina continuing to move back and forth. We broke our kiss as she gripped the table and increased her movements. Her ass jiggles from each thrust as I slap her cheek so hard, it left an imprint.

"Slap it again, Habib albi. Please!" Zafina begs.

So I slapped her backside over and over. Zafina slowed down to grind against my pelvis as she stared at me lustfully, biting her lip. She took my dick out before turning around passionately against the table. I suck on her pierced nipples hard, my lover grabbing two handfuls of my hair while pushing me further into her teat. I stop sucking and licking circles around her jewelry and areola.

"Fuck," she swore in a hushed tone.

I move in for another kiss as Zafina wraps her legs around my waist once more. "Penetrate me again. I miss how your penis feels."

"If that's what you want, Zafina. I'll make love to you for as long as my stamina will allow."

"Perfect. Thank you, Habib albi."

I lay Zafina down on the table as I climb on top to impale her and start stroking hard enough where the clashing produced a clapping sound. Zafina's legs coil around me for the umpteenth time as I stroke again and again. Our eyes locked as she lovingly caressed my face. The force of my pumps was becoming disorienting to her as she instinctively looked away, her breasts jiggling like her ass. I'm glad there was nothing on the table, or else everything would've broken by now.

Exiting her heavenly vice, I stand back up with Zafina in tow. She pecks me before kneeling down to suck off her juices.

"How do you taste, Zafina?"

"Wonderful, something you should already know." Zafina kissed my shaft again. "I'm getting better acquainted with your weapon, Habib albi, and am ready for you to give me more."

I sit on the couch, and Zafina follows my movements, straddling my waist. She takes my dick and aims it before descending again, penetrating her slick opening. Her face exposed a deep blush while slamming her ass against my pelvis from the first stroke onward. Zafina wraps her arms around my neck to push me against her cleavage, moving freely as I pull one of her piercing, much to her audible delight.

"Agh! Agh, fuck."

She calms down, her strokes slow as she breathes out, eyes fixated on me. Zafina grounds on my dick, taking all six inches with minimal difficulty. "Habib albi, I cannot take your sacred staff for much longer."

"You can release, Zafina. Don't worry about me."

My frenzied kiss gave her incentive to keep moving. After a few more strokes, Zafina slams hard while shivering, our kiss muffling her screams as she came hard. She hugged me tight, her nails raking my back.

"That was fantastic, Habib albi." Zafina's pants were erotic close to my mouth. "But you didn't orgasm yet."

"It's normal for me." I peck her lips. "I rarely climax, a testament to my stamina."

"This will not stand. I will get one out of you. I must." She started grinding on me with renewed vigor, ignoring her own climax. "I am yours until then."

I pick her up, newlywed style and move to the bedroom, finally.

Crawling over my lover, we share one last kiss before I enter her one last time. I carefully wrap my hands around her neck, softly choking Zafina as I stroke slow and hard. She feels on my chest during our rousing coitus. I release her neck so she can breathe again.

"Who's pussy is this, Zafina?" I ask with dominance.

Zafina smirked deviously. "This is your pussy, Koga of the Imp Tribe. It's yours until our dying breaths. Don't leave me, Koga. I'll do nearly anything to stay by your side."

"Don't worry, Zafina. You're too precious to leave. We're together until you get sick of me."

My strokes tone down in intensity but increase in love and passion.

A deep groan escapes me. "Zafina... I'm getting close."

Without warning, I exit her vice for the last time. Zafina sucks me off with sultry intentions, making no attempt to lower her moans. I grab her hair and pull her in as I came but let go just as quickly.

Zafina releases my dick, my essence leaking out of her mouth and dripping down her chest. The sight alone nearly resuscitated my erection as she did not avert her gaze as I continued to orgasm. She moaned and swallowed the remains that didn't escape her lips. She wiped some of the sperm off and licked it off of her hand.

We took a shower and had another passionate session there before cuddling in bed as our lovemaking lasted into the night.

All Clear! Now get back to reading, Killjoy.

"Habib albi..." Zafina murmurs.

"What does that mean? I assume it's something affectionate."

"It means 'love of my heart' in Arabic, a term of endearment. We will head to Egypt together. After double-checking that Azazel is finally dead, I'll travel with you and help expand your agency. If you would have me, that is."

"Of course, Zafina. I would love to have you along." I accept her proposal. "Here's to a long and prosperous relationship."

I kissed her one last time, lust completely drowned with love.

"Anything for my Habib albi," Zafina proclaims.

A/N: Whoo! That was intense, huh? How'd I do? Let me know with a PM or a Review. Debating on making this a one-shot in conjunction with placing this in Prompts and Responses. If I do, it'll be uploaded as a separate story in a day or two. Later.

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