A/N: A bit of a 'what if Sio and Adam end up having spontaneous PWP before they even get together as a couple'; it's non-canon but kind of a fun idea to play around with, to imagine they might get caught up in a 'heat of the moment' kind of situation before they really start developing feelings for each other.
Also somehow I did not cross-post this from AO3 to here...huh, well here it is.
"I-I don't know Jack-san...a, are you sure this is a good idea...?"
"Relax, hanninmae; I know what I'm doin'..."
"B, But..."
"Hush, love; we've already come this far, surely you're not thinking of backing out now, are you?"
Biting her lips, the girl glanced around the room nervously, before back down at the man whose naked lap she was currently perched above. They were going to get caught, she just knew it—yet somehow she'd let herself get roped into this devious (but also hot) situation by none other than the Ripper himself.
Damn. She did like her toys to be on the dangerous side after all.
Well, it did help that he could be very...persuasive, when it mattered. Even though most of the time he was a sarcastic asshole who wasted no opportunity to complain about her inexperience and tease her every other second.
How did she let herself get into this situation again...? It was just supposed to be a routine training session for the Second Platoon, and she and Jack had been assigned as sparring partners for the latter half. Sio never thought she'd return to this cursed island again after her initial 'torture', but it turned out even full-time DOGOO members rotated there during downtime intervals, in order to keep their combat skills sharp.
And then somehow or other—she wasn't sure if it was the adrenaline and hormones or if they really did get closer this whole time—things got heated in more ways than one. And now she was literally about to get it on with the man whom, only a few months ago, seemed hell-bent on making her regret her decision to join DOGOO.
Her train of thought was interrupted as she felt a large, warm hand slide up her thigh and she stiffened. The hand stopped, and the man glanced at her with a curious expression.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" His eyes narrowed slightly. "Or is it...you don't want to do this with me?"
"A-Ah, it's not that...I just..." Gulping, she wasn't sure how seriously he'd take her word. To be honest, she was surprised he'd been as gentle and accommodating as he'd been, so far. It was a far cry from his usual behaviors towards her, and the sniper wasn't sure if he was just being nice so he could get some, or if he actually was a decent guy, underneath all his 'lone wolf' crap.
Jack was silent, his one hand still slowly stroking the soft skin of her inner thigh, but otherwise made no move. He was waiting for her response.
Sio took a deep breath. "N, No, I...do want to do this with you," she said in a small voice, and she swore his lips curved up into the slightest of grins. "I-It's just, um...this isn't exactly a private place, so um...I-I..."
"Ah...afraid of being caught, are we?" Sio nodded shyly. "Well, I say the risk is what makes the reward all the more worth it—but I wouldn't worry; Gandhi and Newton have already cleared out, and trust me when I say nobody else comes in until all the VIPs have finished."
"B-But what about Capa?" Just thinking about the perverted old man made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "He could technically come back in, right?" What if he was secretly hanging around the hanger still, spying on them with that Nikon camera of his—oh god, what if he found her and Jack in this incredibly compromising position? Scandalous photos would be the least of her worries—she didn't even know if fraternization between teammates was allowed or not. DOGOO may not have been a traditional military organization, but they did follow many of its protocols, so a court-martial would not be out of the question...
Warm fingers brushed through her hair and she looked down in surprise. Jack's face was surprisingly not irritated for once, instead he looked mildly amused. "That old man? Hah, knowing him he's probably taking that afternoon nap of his." A single finger hushed her protest before it could come out. "Trust me, squirt. I've been here longer than you have, done this whole spiel—I know his routine. 'Sides, I'm not that careless—why else do you think we're in this musty old storage closet?"
He did have a point. There was no way she would have agreed to this if Jack had insisted on doing it right out in the open gym—but the broom closet they were currently locked in looked like it hadn't been touched in a while, given the amount of dust over everything. Again Jack had surprised her with his 'gentlemanly' side, and let her be on top so she wouldn't have to lie on the dirty floor.
"W, Well...you'd better be right, Jack-san..." Hesitantly she sat down, but then bounced up again with a squeal as her bare bottom brushed against that hot, wet thing—oh god it was even stiffer than before and was it just her or did it feel bigger—Jack caught her slender frame as she wobbled, her face incredibly hot as she realized what they were about to do.
"What's wrong? You're not scared, are you?" He leaned in close and whispered against the shell of her ear. "You certainly showed no fear earlier, when we were sparring...nearly took out my right eyeball."
He gave her a toothy grin, and Sio blushed with embarrassment. Seriously, it wasn't her fault Capa had insisted on stick-fighting today, otherwise she wouldn't have nearly gouged him out with her bo staff. Even though her AU weapon wasn't a melee weapon, she took it seriously—there was no way she was going to be called a slacker as the newest member of the Second Platoon. Jack too, seemed to take their match seriously; after the initial teasing and trash talk, both of them went at it as if possessed by something greater than themselves. There was no snide commentary or mocking, just each of them reading the others' movements and responding accordingly, as if it were a real fight. She remembered the raw ferocity of his strength, but also how she countered with her own unexpected dexterity—the intensity of those green eyes staring at her as she managed to hold his staff to a draw, both of them sweating and panting as she held his gaze. It was like they were under a spell, each not daring to look away before the other; it wasn't until Capa shouted at them through his megaphone to 'stop standing around and start cleaning up' did they snap out of it. As they helped Gandhi and Newton roll up the mats and put everything away though, she noticed the Ripper kept stealing glances her way. Normally she would have been irritated, or a little creeped out, but there was something about his eyes and that expression that captivated her; caused her to unconsciously draw closer, instead of getting away.
Maybe that was why when there was just the two of them left, putting the last staves away and she accidentally turned into his broad chest, she didn't immediately jump back. Instead she stayed there, buried against those hard muscles and breathing in his scent—clean sweat, with a muskier, stronger odor that made her body even hotter than it already was. He didn't say a word either, not when he slowly cupped her chin and lifted her eyes, gazing at her with that indecipherable expression and not after he brushed against her lips and kissed her.
It was a nice kiss, actually. Not at all like the slobbery tongue-tangles that Newton loved to give; no, his lips were warm and soft, and at least in the beginning there was no tongue—but as hands started undoing buttons and zippers and moved onto bare, heated skin, their mouths seemed to follow suit and the next thing Sio knew she was tasting the inside of his mouth. It felt addictive, intoxicating even; a small part of her brain screamed at her to get a grip, and what the hell was she doing, didn't she hate the Ripper—but it was quickly overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure coursing through her body. The sniper didn't even flinch when he pushed her sports bra up, her petite breasts already perked from both his touch and the cold air. It wasn't until his warm, calloused hands started massaging them, a moan escaped her lips and she finally seemed to snap out of it, pulling back with burning cheeks as she hastily tried to pull her jacket back on.
"J-Jack-san, I-I—I'm sorry—"
"—For what? I'm certainly not sorry."
He was gazing at her with a new look, his green eyes darkened until they looked more like emeralds. For once he wasn't teasing or condescending, which surprised her. Did he really think of her as more than just some half-baked squirt...? Something buried deep within her, some part she didn't think would ever come out, started worming its way to the surface. She swallowed nervously as this flush of energy sped through her veins, causing her face to blush and her loins to tighten.
"You...and me..."
"If you've no objections to any of this, let's finish what we started. Well?"
She didn't know how to answer that, so she leaned forward instead, and gingerly reached out a single finger to touch those rock-hard abs. The sniper gasped as he chuckled and pulled her flush against his body, feeling his hot, bared skin against her own. "I'll take that as a yes, then."
And that was how they ended up where they were now: crammed into a dim, tiny closet, the sniper half-naked with her pants down around her ankles as she hovered nervously above Jack, his own impressive erection just inches from her dripping entrance. Sweat beaded across both their bodies, and with each inhale she breathed in more of his heady scent, now mixed with the musk of her own sex.
"I-I'm not scared! Just, I've never done this before...like, ever...s, so..." Sio blushed, embarrassed at admitting she was a virgin, but it didn't seem to bother Jack at all. "I don't know what to do..."
There was a low chuckle, and next thing she knew his long fingers brushed through her dark curls. "Oh, that won't be a problem; we just have to get you 'warmed up', first..."
"H-Huh?" Before Sio could understand the meaning his digits prodded her entrance, then one of them slowly slid in. She gasped as it wriggled around, gently exploring her insides as Jack continued to rub soothing circles around her thigh. "O-Oh...it feels weird..."
"Just weird? Or does it hurt?"
She shook her head. "N-No, it's not painful...I guess it just feels strange to have something, um...inside..." Sio blushed as those words left her mouth. The most she'd ever done was maybe wake up with a pillow between her legs, but she'd never consciously stuck anything up in there—not even a tampon.
"Tha's good, as long as it's not painful you'll be fine," Jack replied in a husky murmur, his dark green eyes heavily lidded as he concentrated intently between her legs. "Let's try this..."
Her eyes widened as his fingers pushed through her curls and found her pink, tender pearl. Already it was swollen and peeking out from its usual hiding place, and the second Jack started stroking her clit Sio felt her entire body jerk uncontrollably from the sensations. "Ah! J-Jack-san wha, what are you...!"
"Well well...yeh like that, don'tcha?" Back and forth his fingers rubbed across that sensitive nub, and Sio felt her head spin from the pleasure. She couldn't respond, it was all she could do at this point to even breathe—a cry escaped her lips as she nearly collapsed against his broad chest, her body seemingly twitching on its own as she grasped his shoulders and gasped for air.
"Oh, oh...! M-My, body...I can't control it..." Never in a million years did the sniper imagine she could experience pleasure like this. A smoldering fire was building inside her core, unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Jack's fingers were gentle yet relentless in their ministrations, while his other hand steadily cupped her head and stroked her hair in a soothing manner. Sio couldn't even think about anything except the ecstasy that was building deep within her, threatening to overwhelm all her senses. Vaguely she felt something hot drip down her thighs, but the sniper was too distracted by everything else to really notice. "Mnn...it feels so good...!" Without even realizing it her body started to rock back and forth, until it was synched with the movement of his fingers.
"Yeh? Feels good, doesn't it?" His voice was soothing, hypnotic almost as he increased the pace slightly, and Sio gripped his shoulders tighter.
"Y, Yes...it feels—ah—really good..." Sio was in a daze as she briefly locked eyes with Jack, staring into those deep, emerald-green orbs. For some reason he was grinning, but in her state the sniper couldn't figure out what was so amusing. The only thing that mattered right now were the streaks of lightning heat coursing through her, building and building until she could barely keep her eyes open...
Just as she felt fit to burst his fingers suddenly withdrew, and Sio let out a whine of disappointment. "Wha—y-you stopped..."
He responded with a slight laugh. "Oh? Impatient now are we... Don't fret, we'll get there soon enough." As the heat settled slightly Sio finally noticed the warm fluids that had been dripping down between her legs this whole time.
"Whaaahh—I'm sorry Jack-san, I got your clothes all dirty—" Her cheeks burned as she realized not only was it all over his trousers, but apparently a good amount had dripped onto his erection, as well.
"What are you talking about? That's exactly what I want," Jack grunted as he gripped her petite bum, and lifted her into position. "Now, I think you're ready..."
"Y-You mean, um...uh..." Now that the haze had cleared slightly, Sio became very aware of the entire situation. It seemed Jack deemed her ready to...accept him...her gaze drifted down to his red, throbbing cock, and for the first time she noticed there was some clear fluid leaking from the tip, as well.
He raised an eyebrow. "I'll ask you one last time: you want this or not?" A strong hand cupped her chin and tilted her head so their gazes were even. "Nobunagun?"
She wasn't sure what surprised her more—that he was asking for permission or that he actually called her something other than 'squirt', for once. Stunned by his question, she nodded once, then braced one hand around his neck as she tried to figure out how they were going to do this.
"I-It's, um...it's bigger than I thought," a small voice drifted up, the sniper too embarrassed to look at him directly. "A-Are you sure it'll...fit?"
Jack resisted the urge to simply take the lead and impale himself into her. The sniper was already nervous enough as is, even though she'd made it clear she wanted to continue. Best to make her feel as relaxed as possible, especially if she was virgin. Even though he'd loosened her up with his fingering earlier, and she was now well-lubricated, he had a feeling it would still hurt to some extent.
"Relax, love. There's no rush, we can take it slowly, yeh?" She nodded hesitantly, until Jack took her spare hand and encouraged her to wrap it around his cock. "Here, don't be scared—you can touch it, you know."
Her eyes widened as slender fingers wrapped themselves around the stiff, heated organ. It really is hard...! As she touched it experimentally, tracing around the veins and bumps, she realized she could feel it pulsing slightly in time with his pulse. 'Whoa...it feels like it's alive, almost...' Gingerly she stroked it a few times, trying to get a sense of its size and girth, while unintentionally spreading the precum all over as she grazed the tip. As she rubbed it more persistently, fascinated by the clear, slippery fluid, Jack grunted and his hips jerked upward towards her grip.
"Hey now, you're quite the tease, aren't yeh?"
"Oh! Sorry, did that hurt?"
A row of shark-like teeth showed itself. "Quite the opposite, actually." His own larger hand took her much-smaller one into its grasp, as he guided the girl until she gripped him fully. "Here, I'll help you." Gently but firmly, he started pushing her bum down, Sio struggling to stay upright while trying not to twitch all over the place.
"Hiiyaa—i-it's so hot—" She let out another squeak as the tip now firmly brushed against her own hot, slick folds; though Jack was being unusually patient with her, a part of her couldn't help but fear that he was annoyed with her for being so hesitant. Gritting her teeth, she took a deep breath and attempted to just sit down onto it—though it didn't quite work as planned.
"What th—oy oy, that's not—" He raised a brow in confusion as the girl sat down all of a sudden, but instead of letting him enter her, she just ended up sitting on his cock. Not that it was unpleasant—the heat from her wet folds against his member sent low tremors throughout his body as she squirmed around. "Hey, I told you we can take this slow. Yer really in that much of a hurry?"
The sniper turned a pretty shade of pink. "S-Sorry! Sorry I'm so inexperienced...I don't, I didn't mean to—"
"—Stop apologising!" Then, as if catching himself, he cleared his throat and lowered his voice. "...It's fine to take your time, squirt. I mean it," he gave her a pointed glance. "The last thing I want is you hurting yourself 'cause you think I'm not man enough to wait." Perhaps she needed a bit more encouragement? While the girl was blushing and babbling and attempting to regain her composure, he ran a thumb over her pink clit again. She immediately moaned, her hips jerking as she slid herself back and forth across his cock.
"Ooohh..." Eyes closing, Sio let herself indulge his fingers a bit more. She was positively dripping now, and the squelching sound she was making as she rubbed against his erection was pretty embarrassing—but she couldn't care less at this moment. That low, throbbing pressure was building up again—but this time it was the sniper who stopped herself, just before she reached the peak again. Taking a shaky breath, she braced herself against Jack's broad shoulders and pulled herself up.
"Ready now?" His eyes were dark and hazy, and Sio noticed he seemed more subdued than earlier. Even though he'd been the one pleasuring her, his chest was heaving slightly too, and Sio let her eyes hungrily drink in the sight of his impressive body—hard, chiseled lines of pure muscle now dappled with sweat. She swallowed hard as she felt her insides pulse again.
"Y-Yeah...I think so..." Once again she grasped his swollen member, which was now slick and wet with both of their fluids. Slowly, ever so slowly, with Jack's help she positioned herself until she felt the tip sink right into her entrance. "I-It's going in...!"
"Yeh, tha's right love...you're doing great, just keep going...there's a good girl..." Jack crooned into her ear, as inch by agonizing inch, the sniper slowly accepted him. "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned slightly under his breath as her walls started pushing back against his member, as if trying to eject this foreign invader. Still, the girl above him continued to sink lower, her own eyes closed and brows furrowed as she pushed down.
"Nng—it's so big..." At first it hadn't been so bad, but as Jack continued to enter her, Sio felt herself being stretched more than she ever thought possible. It was now uncomfortably tight, and for a second she wanted to push him back out—but at the same time, there was a pleasurable satisfaction of being filled so fully. "J-Jack-san, is it almost in?"
"Yeh, you're close...keep going," he grunted, before taking her thighs and spread them wider. "Here, open your legs more—that'll help." As her legs splayed across his waist though, her knee slipped against the slippery fabric of her shorts, and in one fluid movement the sniper dropped down squarely into his lap, taking Jack fully up to the hilt at the same time. Both holders moaned at the sudden sensations—Jack's breath hissed through his teeth at the feeling of being fully sheathed in her moist walls while Sio panted hotly against his neck.
"Oooh...oh, oh...I can't believe it's in...I feel so full..." Gasping, the sniper tried moving around a bit, as her insides slowly adjusted to his girth. "Nnng—Jack-san, you're so hot..."
"I could say the same," came his strained reply, and Sio saw his cheeks were stained a faint red. "You feel alright?"
Sio nodded timidly. "I-I think so...I just feel, really full...but it doesn't really hurt..." She rolled her hips again, and Jack grunted underneath her. "S-So um, wh-what should I do now...?"
"Relax; I'll take it from here," he murmured, his large hands rubbing her thighs to get her to loosen up. "Just let me know if it hurts."
Sio only had a few seconds to ponder what he could possibly mean before she felt a tremendous thrust lift her up. "Gyaah—J-Jack-san...!" He didn't respond, and soon enough Sio felt her mind glaze over with pure ecstasy as Jack settled into a steady rhythm. "Oh, oh, oh...it feels good..." Each thrust pushed her tight walls apart and rubbed against her clit, leaving her feeling empty-full-empty-full in quick succession. The pressure from earlier returned with a vengeance, as Sio felt her lower belly simmer with white-hot pleasure. Her hands scrambled to hold onto anything as she felt her self-control slipping with each thrust. Moans spilled from her mouth, moreso as Jack started increasing the pace.
"Oh—oh, ah, J-Jack-saa..." She couldn't even say his name properly at this point, her hips now also clumsily thrusting to meet his rhythm. Her body only wanted one thing, and it was to reach the peak as soon as possible. The room filled with their grunts and moans, along with the wet, sucking sound of flesh slapping each other. Animal sounds, that what they were making she thought, but she had to admit hearing Jack's groans next to her ear was incredibly arousing. As the pace became more frantic, strong arms pulled her close; until she was nearly crushed against his strong chest. Their nipples rubbed against each other, and Sio moaned rather loudly at the sensations.
"Hush, squirt; you don't—hah—want someone to hear, do you?"
"H-Huh? B-But you said there wouldn't be anybody around—!"
Jack grinned deviously at the sniper's naiveté. "Yeh, but you never know...what if Capa decides to wake up early...or, Gandhi and Newton come looking for us..." Though he was just teasing the sniper, he swore her walls grew more taut as he whispered those scenarios into her ear. "My, my...you seem to have gotten tighter all of a sudden..." He cupped her red cheeks, the sniper's eyes completely glazed with lust at this point as she stared at him in a daze. "Could it be, in addition to being a voyeur, you're actually an exhibitionist as well?"
"Wh-what?! I-I'm not—that's not true!" Her cheeks turned bright red from indignation. "Stop making stuff up!"
"Really? If that's the case, then why are you getting so wet all of a sudden?" To Sio's horror, she felt a gush of love juices sluice out at his comment. "I mean, there's a chance I could be wrong about Capa's schedule...what if he were to open that door right now, and see the two of us like this..."
"N, No...it's not, that's not true..." Still, as Jack continued feeding her imagination with all sorts of potential situations, Sio couldn't deny she felt hotter than ever. Her entire body tingled with pinpricks of pleasure, as she couldn't help but imagine what would happen if that door were to open right at this second.
"You really are a pervert, aren't ya? But that's fine; I like that..." If she weren't so horny, Sio would've been shocked at his compliment—but she didn't even have time to respond as Jack's lips crashed into hers, partly to muffle her increasingly-loud moans.
"Ah—Jack-san, s-something's c, coming...!" Just like the previous times, Sio felt like she was about to reach the zenith of something...her legs were shaking from exertion and she barely noticed the red lines that streaked across Jack's shoulders. Her insides trembled again as she felt the bulbous tip of his cock nearly push against her cervix.
Underneath her, the silver-haired man breathed hotly against her cheek as he grunted and adjusted their position slightly. "Yeh, same...I'm gonna, come soon..."
"Ah, ah...J-Jack, I'm—!" Her voice quivered as she felt her inner walls start faintly pulsing.
"—It's 'Adam'. My name, is Adam...Sio." Despite everything, the sniper's eyes shot open in surprise as she heard her name. Jack—no, Adam's face was an enigma, but she could tell he wasn't teasing or playing around with her, for once.
"Ah—A, Adam..."
He nodded, and lightly palmed her breasts to reassure her. "That's right, Sio..."
Why now, what was his reason for using her real name—and telling her to do the same? Sio felt there must be something more, and it probably would have been way more significant, if she weren't so desperate for release right this second. Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head as she felt the tremors again, but stronger this time—and her will to hold them back was rapidly weakening.
"I-I can't hold back—I feel like I'm going to, to..."
"You wanna cum?"
Her insides shivered again. "H-Hai..."
"Then say my name again."
She blinked rapidly in surprise. "Huh? But why—"
He cut her off with another deep thrust. "Just do it. Say my name, hanninmae." He commanded, his gaze piercing into her heavily-lidded maroons.
When this was all over (and much later) she would reflect on this particular moment and understand it was the beginning of something more, something that the human Adam Muirhead was too afraid to say when he was the e-gene holder Jack the Ripper. But at this very moment, Sio was prepared to do anything so long as she got her release, and so she obeyed without question.
"A-Adam, M, Muirhead..."
That shy stutter, those round, maroon orbs that were hazy with pure desire as she gazed up at him... His breath quickened while his heart thrummed so loudly in his chest he was sure the sniper would hear it; a cascade of heat flooded his entire body at once, and as he felt the muscles of his core start coiling and tightening for release, Adam knew for certain.
This girl...she would become something much, much more...
"...That's right. Good girl...Ogura Shio."
He thrust upward one more time, just as the sniper rolled her hips downward. The result was a messy, spastic tangle of bodies and limbs as both holders came at the same time. Sio's mind went blank for a few seconds as she felt nothing but pure ecstasy; she gripped Adam's shoulders so tightly she was sure there'd be bruises tomorrow, as her petite body shook and her hips seemed to move on their own, continuing to thrust and draw out as much pleasure as she could. It felt so, so good; as if all her pent-up frustrations, secret desires, and stress were released all in one go—and then she fell face-first into his chest once more, her body limp and jelly-like as she gasped for air.
"Ah, Ja—I-I mean, Adam...san..." She tried lifting herself up with her weak arms but to her surprise, a hand pushed her back down against his chest.
"Shh, love; it's alright. Stay. Just rest now."
'I can hear his heart beating...' It was strong and steady, his breath was warm against her hair and his hand was gently massaging circles in the small of her back. A faint voice in the back of her head told her she should leave, and get back to her quarters as soon as possible, but he'd said it was okay to stay...so where was the harm in that... Sio closed her eyes and let herself completely relax.
While the sniper used his chest as a pillow, Adam's gaze drifted down to where they were still connected. He frowned as he noticed a few streaks of pinkish-red among the white; damn, so she had bled after all. Even though he'd tried to be as careful as possible, and the girl hadn't said anything, still he managed to draw blood. His chest rumbled lowly as Adam mentally berated himself. But maybe it would have been inevitable, regardless. What with the way the two of them were going at it towards the end—at least it was very pleasurable for her. Or so he hoped, anyway.
Down below...is something that will become the most important thing to this world. And to you, as well...
Shit. Nightingale couldn't have been right...could she?
Adam gazed down once more at the slumbering sniper's visage.
"Heh. You really are somethin' else...Sio."
