You're Going to Be The Death of Me
“I will do whatever it takes to get to my target and finish it, as always.”
“I know,” the man in front of her nodded, “but you must be careful, Emperor’s soldiers are dangerous bunch, and the officers are even worse.”
“Yeah...” She smirked. “I can handle myself.”
“Oh I heard you can, just a friendly warning. The documents are ready for you,” the man spoke, as he leaned in closer to her, his breath hot against her cheek. She held back a smile. As much as she could get what she needed right now, she was in a mood to play a little game and get more from him in the process.
“And what do you want in return for your help, hm?” She asked, already knowing the answer. “I assume that the documents were not easy to obtain, money is not enough, right?” She teased him further.
“Obviously. Now I wonder what more you have to offer...” the man smirked, his eyes scanning her body. “To be honest, I would not mind to see if the stories about you are true, after all.” He added and gave her a wink, as if trying to charm and seduce her. She smiled a knowing smile.
“You are very naughty, mister...” She purred, slowly closing the distance, getting to only a step away from the man. “Trying to get on my good graces with words and offers...” Her voice turned quieter. “What makes you think you can afford... me, huh?”
“Well, from what I know of you, you are a woman who knows what she wants. I’m willing to help you get it, since we both know what you want right now.” He said and grabbed her waist, pulling her even closer to him.
She allowed him to do so, she liked the men with some initiative. And this one seemed to be one of those. Also... She really was in a mood for a good fuck today, her spirits high with the progress she made. The documents he managed to falsify for her would be a crucial asset in pursuing her goal.
“Hmh...” She smiled seductively. “And... Why do you want me so badly, handsome?”
“Maybe I just like the dangerous type?” He revealed his charming smile to her, still holding her waist.
“Dangerous type, huh? I wonder...” She chuckled as she placed her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer still. “How utterly foolish of you.” Her fingers brushed against his shoulders. “You intrigue me.” She couldn’t help but be sarcastic, he didn’t intrigue her one bit. She saw right through him. “But don’t get too close.” She whispered in his ear. “You might get hurt.” Her fingers moved from his shoulders and to his hair, running through it.
“I like danger.” He retorted with a smirk, his hands still holding her waist. He looked into her eyes intently. “But no worries, I’ll be careful of your sharp fangs and claws, little kitty.” She chuckled and smirked back at him, moving a hand from his hair to his face, scratching his cheek lightly.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you then.” Her eyes lightened up, enjoying his confident flirting.
“I shall keep your warning in mind.” He let out a small laugh, enjoying her scratching. Then he grabbed her hip tighter and pulled her even closer. “You’re a dangerous woman.” He practically purred, letting his eyes roam all over her body. “A very gorgeous and dangerous woman.” She grinned smugly and leaned forward, her lips close to his ear.
“Why don’t you prove that to yourself already?” She whispered, biting his earlobe gently before pulling back again, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Her hips moved against his as she teased him playfully. His eyes darkened, filled with desire. His hands on her hips tightened their grip, pressing her body flush against his.
“Mmm, you’re such a tease...” He murmured, his voice rough with desire. He leaned closer, his lips barely millimeters away from her neck, his breath hot against her skin. “Are you sure you want to play with fire, darling?”
Her breath hitched pleasurably, her body responding against his touch instinctively. She turned her head slightly, giving him better access to her neck.
“I’ve been playing with fire for years,” she said, her voice husky. “I know how to handle it.”
A low, primal growl escaped his throat hearing her words. He leaned down and began trailing kisses along her neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin. He nibbled lightly at her earlobe before speaking, his voice a gruff whisper.
“You’re a vixen, aren’t you?” He murmured against her skin. “A fiery, seductive vixen who lives for danger.” She gasped as he began his assault on her neck, her body arching into him seductively.
“Perhaps,” she replied, her voice breathless. “But there’s only one danger I live for.” Her hands moved up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. “Revenge.”
His lips trailed down her neck, leaving kisses and love bites in their wake. He tightened his grip on her hip, keeping her pressed against him. His body was taut with desire, his mind and instincts consumed by the feeling of her body melting into his.
“Revenge, huh?” He mused, his lips against her pulse. His hands began to roam over her body, exploring and possessing her. “And who’s the target, hmm?”
“You would never guess.” She leaned into his touch. Her voice was a low purr, her body still pressed against his. “Maybe I will tell you... Well, no, I won’t.” She smirked up at him, her finger tracing a path down his chest to the waistband of his pants. “Let’s just focus on the task at hand.”
Her touch sent a shiver down his spine, a low growl escaping his lips. He grabbed her wrist, stopping her from moving further south. His eyes darkened with desire when he pinned that wrist against the wall behind her.
“Naughty, naughty,” he murmured, his mouth hovering just above her neck again. “Trying to rile me up, hm? Thinking you’re the one in control, aren't you?” She let out a soft laugh, shifting her body against his and raising her chin to give him better access to her neck.
“Someone has to be,” she smirked smugly, her voice teasing. She wondered how long it would take him to relent and let her have her way with him. He let out a low chuckle, his breath hot against her skin.
“Oh, darling,” he breathed out, his mouth moving down her neck and across her collarbone. “You truly think you’re in control, don't you? How cute.”
He captured both of her wrists in one of his hands, pinning them above her head against the wall. With his other hand, he slowly slid up her thigh. She gasped at the sensation of his hand on her thigh, but she didn’t try to resist. Instead, she leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of his mouth on her skin.
“Mmm, I like this side of you.” His lips curved into a smirk against her neck, pleased that she was enjoying his actions. “Submitting to the pleasure,” he murmured, nipping at her pulse point. His hand on her thigh slid higher, his thumb tracing lazy circles against the fabric of her pants. He felt her body shudder against his in response. “You’re so sensitive,” he murmured, his voice rough. “You like it when I take control, hmm?”
She bit her lower lip, trying to stifle a moan as his thumb moved in small, teasing circles against her heated core. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze intense.
“Maybe I do.” She challenged, her voice low and sultry. He chuckled at her response, his lips moving lower, nibbling and kissing along her collarbone. His hand moved even higher up her thigh, his fingers tracing along the sensitive skin just below the hem of her pants.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, darling,” he murmured against her skin, releasing her wrists for now. “Letting me take control, letting me have my way with you...”
“Oh, I know.” She replied, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch. Her now free hand moved to his, pulling down her pants slightly to allow his fingers to touch her bare skin. “But I don’t mind.” She added, her lips curling into a small smile. He took the hint and left his hand move lower, his fingers tracing along the newly exposed skin. He let out a low growl at the feel of her warm skin under his touch.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he groaned, his mouth moving lower, trailing kisses along her chest.
“Yes.” She agreed, her voice barely above a whisper. She brought her hand up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer to her. “But I promise it’ll be worth it.”
