Promethean

Chapter 4: All I Need

The night sky shone its stars onto the woman carried by the man, as if Heaven above was giving its blessings onto them. But, what was going between the pair was anything but holy. The man's mind was drunk with perverse thoughts.
Qasrina prayed to God that the night would never end. That she won't have to hop off the man's back and say goodbye to him. She wanted to be with him forever, till life was no more.
"Which floor do you live on?" Kou asked.
"The fourth-" Qasrina pushed her head away from Kou's back, her eyes widened, " Wait, you're not thinking of-" Qasrina exclaimed, caught off guard by Kou's question.
Kou remained calm, he walked through Qasrina's apartment complex's doors and walked up the four flights of stairs. Qasrina tried to get off Kou but his grip on her thighs tightened. Qasrina scrunched her eyebrows and tried to break free of his grasp. When that failed, she tried tickling his side. He didn't budge.
'Damn, how is he not laughing?'
When all attempts to get off his back turn futile, Qasrina buried her head deep in Kou's back, her hands shielding her face from her neighbours' peeling eyes. Qasrina was so occupied with the feeling she had when she was on Kou's back that she didn't realise that she was 'on' Kou's back. How embarrassing it was for her when the realisation sinked in.
"Which apartment is it?" Kou asked, seemingly to have reached Qasrina's floor in a matter of a few moments.

"SSH!! Don't let my neighbours hear you! It's that one, that one!" Qasrina whispered, frantically covering Kou's mouth before immediately pulling back her hands and pointing to the door on the utmost right corner.
She still could feel his lips against her fingers. She still could feel his lips and the warmth against her fingers. Qasrina crept and hid behind Kou's back as they passed her neighbours' doors. As she shielded herself from anyone's view, she looked at her fingers that touched Kou's lips. Shaking, she brought her fingers to her lips but before they touched, she snapped back into reality, her eyes widened and she quickly wiped her fingers on her sleeves before covering her face, a hot, red mess.
Kou walked to the front of the door Qasrina pointed to and stood there. A few seconds passed, Qasrina waited patiently for Kou's grip to loosen but it never did. She was puzzled, why wasn't he putting her down?
"Why aren't you letting me down?" Qasrina whispered, constantly looking left and right to see if anyone was looking at her.
"I'm not letting you down until I put you down on a chair." Kou firmly stated, his fingers shuffled to reposition Qasrina.
"WHAT? I mean... what? Just put me down, man. I can walk!" Qasrina exclaimed, realizing how loud she was, she slowly lowered her voice again until it was nothing but a faint whisper.
Kou sighed. "I will count to three. If you don't open the door by then, I'll scream."
"What? No way am I gonna let you-"
"1." Kou counted.
"Are you out of your goddamn mind? I have a reputation!"
"2...." Kou dragged the word as if edging the fact that he's reaching 3.
"I don't even know you, what makes you think I will let you i-"
"Three. AGG-"
"Okay fine, jesus! " Qasrina exclaimed, covering Kou's mouth. When he stopped screaming, she felt a smirk grow below her fingers, she pulled back her hand and pushed herself off Kou's back again and glaring at the back of his head.
Kou stood still as if waiting for Qasrina to magically open the door. Qasrina rolled her eyes." I want to key in my passcode, close your eyes!" Qasrina caved in.  She didn't know this man could be so pushy.
Qasrina looked to the left again to see if anyone would see her. When the coast was clear, she reached over to her door, her breasts pushing against the left side of Kou's face. Kou's breath hitched as he felt the luxuriously soft bosoms pushed against him.
'Does this girl have no idea how she's driving me crazy?'
When the door clicked open, Qasrina slid back down, her chest rubbing down his back. Before Kou could reach for the door, Qasrina whispered in Kou's ear.
"You're a menace, you know that?"
Kou felt as if every single hair on his body stood up, he clenched his jaw, holding himself back before he did something he would regret. The man let himself in Qasrina's apartment and took off his shoes, one foot at a time to prevent Qasrina from jumping off.
"Excuse me for my intrusion." He mumbled before walking over to Qasrina's couch and slowly put her down. Qasrina was quiet the whole time, her eyebrows raised. She was so shocked by this man's behaviour she became quiet. Kou started sniffing something and walked all over Qasrina's apartment before going over to her balcony door and sliding it open.
"At this point in time, I'm not shocked if you make me dinner." Qasrina said at seemingly how comfortable Kou had made himself at her home.
Kou scrunched his eyebrows.
"I'm joking." Qasrina chuckled.
'God, this guy's so... dumb.'
"Where's your first aid kit?" Kou asked.
Qasrina pointed over to the brown box on her shelf next to her television. Kou walked over to the first aid kit and brought it down. He carefully browsed its content before taking several items out of it. He walked to Qasrina and then knelt before her feet. He looked at her, his eyebrows raised before he held her foot in her hand. He tore a sachet and took out a soaked piece of towel. He carefully wiped Qasrina's wounds.
"Sss!" Qasrina hissed, drawing back her foot immediately once the alcohol swab touched her foot.
Kou muttered out a sorry before continuing to dab the alcohol swab all over her wounds. Qasrina watched intently as Kou bandaged her wounds. 'His sharp eyes-'
Her eyes trailed.
'His muscular arms... his thick, calloused fingers.'
'Ahh..This is making me impatient.' Qasrina chewed on her lip.
Kou on the other hand was trying his best to calm himself down before he gets hard again. He kept repeating his company's creed for the rights of employees in his head over and over again, trying to calm himself down.
'Number 12, if an employee does not want to take an overtime shift, the employer can-'
Kou tensed up. His hands stopped and his focus wavered. His eyes started to trace Qasrina's foot up to her ankle and to her divinely plump thighs. He still can remember the softness of it.
'Ahhh, how I would love to be buried in he-'
"Kou?" Qasrina called out. Her eyes looked at him curiously.
"Oh. Sorry, I forgot the... the direction I was trying to bandage your foot at." Kou blurted, a lousy excuse amazingly able to come to his rescue at the last minute.
Qasrina brought her fingers to her mouth. She almost laughed. Qasrina may not  be the smartest but she definitely isn't naive. She knows a starving wolf when she sees one, and Kou was ravenous. She could practically see him drooling.
'Oh god, I really shouldn't tease him so much.' Qasrina smirked.
"There all done," Kou mumbled.
He gathered the open package of the bandages and stood up,  ready to head for the door when Qasrina grabbed his sleeve. Kou turned to look at Qasrina. Qasrina, whose hand somehow instinctively stopped Kou from leaving, was just as shocked as Kou. She quickly racked her brain for a reason.
"Stay... for a while. I'll make you something." Qasrina said, nervously rubbing the back of her neck.
"It's late and I-" Kou said but was interrupted by Qasrina pulling him to the sofa, his back landing onto the soft pillows. Qasrina chuckled, now she's the one doing all the controlling. She carefully got up, her hand leaning on the arm of the sofa for support, Kou immediately holding his hands behind her to catch her just in case she falls. She wobbled and struggled to walk but still managed to limp her way to the kitchen. Qasrina walked slowly over to her fridge and took out a container of marinated chicken and another container of chopped up vegetables and immediately got to work.
Kou was staring at Qasrina, unaware of how intensely he was staring at her. She looked, surprisingly, hot. The way she tied her hair back or how she wiped the tears and mascara off her face, everything was so alluring. He didn't care for the food, he wanted to eat her instead.
"Kou? Kou...? Kou!" Qasrina's voice snapped him back to reality.
"The food is ready." Qasrina announced.
Kou shook his head and immediately stood up and walked to the dinner table.  He looked at the table and was shocked. In the short amount of time he was here, Qasrina could prepare fried rice, chicken cutlet, pickled vegetables and tea.
"How-" Kou accidentally blurted out.
" I did it in such a short amount of time? Haha, everyone asks the same question." Qasrina chuckled.
Kou sat on the chair and the moment he took a bite, the food exploded in his mouth in hundreds of flavors. It felt like it danced on his tongue. His eyes widened.
"Is it too spicy? I struggle with that sometimes." Qasrina said, her hands laid still on the table in anticipation.
"It's...delicious." Kou said, trailing off.
Qasrina chuckled but Kou felt like crying. It has been so long since he ate homemade food. His chest tightened. Qasrina and Kou sat the whole dinner talking. Well, Qasrina was doing most of the talking, Kou just listened.
Kou rolled his sleeves back, exposing his veiny arms. Qasrina took a bite of her chicken. Looking at his arms made Qasrina imagine how it would be pinned under her, struggling to hold back from touching her as she rides him. Her eyes traveled over to his fingers. They were long yet big and the way he carefully tread the knife over his chicken. It was too much for Qasrina.
'Oh god, his hands are so big...If I were to put his fingers in me...God, this man really brings out the bad in me.''
Qasrina's left hand slid down from the table down to her thighs then to the space in between her thighs.
Kou, obviously, is just as tempted as Qasrina. He'd been watching her the whole night. Everytime she would take a sip of her drink, her lips would purse slightly, making Kou's thoughts run wild.
'I wonder how her lips would feel wrapped around my di- Shit, what am I thinking. I barely know this woman.' Suddenly, warmth began to gather at his crotch.
Kou clenched his jaw as he tried to distract himself from these thoughts.
"So why didn't you report your vice dean? I mean you have every reason too." Kou asked, his back leaned against the chair, his legs crossed against one another.
"Hmm, I guess I have a better plan in store for him." Qasrina smirked.
She glanced at the clock. "It's 2.00 AM already."
Kou glanced at the clock, shocked. He was ready to stand up when he remembered.
'My boner.' He hurriedly sat back down.
Qasrina quickly rushed to the door to open it, meanwhile Kou was walking slowly to the door, his arm crossed over his crotch. Qasrina handed him his shoes and as he was ready to walk out the door, a key fell out of his pocket.
"Let me get that for you." Qasrina exclaimed.
She knelt down and grabbed the key but before she was ready to get up, she saw it. Kou's raging member, right in front of her face.
"Ag-" Qasrina yelped.
Kou's eyes widened with realization and quickly covered his member.
"I-I! This! This!" Kou's face reddened. Never in his life has he been this embarrassed.
"...relieve it for you?" Qasrina muttered, her eyes covered by her hair.
"W-what?" Kou exclaimed, thinking he misheard her.
"Do you want me to relieve it for you?" Qasrina said, she raised her head for her eyes to meet his and proceeded to open her mouth and stick out her tongue.
Kou's eyes stared at the silver ball in the middle of Qasrina's tongue. During dinner, he didn't  see her piercing though he had been staring at her the entire time. He never thought she was the type to get a tongue piercing. But, he was not complaining, it was captivating.His eyes shifted to the bead of sweat that rolled down from her neck, to her collarbone, down to the gap between her breasts that seemed to be popping out from her shirt. Kou gulped. He clenched his jaw and brought his hand to his eyes. Just the sight of Qasrina could make him climax.  He swore he wasn't going to cave in to these devilish thoughts but he couldn't help it. A word rolled off his tongue that marked the start of something that he may never be able to go back from.
"Please."
Qasrina smirked.