the devil's aide

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❝  screwing my opponent's valuable, poised, assistant would be quite scandalous, yes.  ❞

HE WAS ASKING FOR TROUBLE

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HE WAS ASKING FOR TROUBLE.

A highly known political figure within tokyo's deep city was intrigued by scarlet vines of deceit plunging into an entrancing woman's luscious skin, the both of them consumed with Japan's societal mishaps.

Shinsuke Kita was eager to drown in Y/n L/n's well-lit blaze.

Confidence oozed out the valued female. Never once did she falter under her boss and his opponent for tokyo's leadership, Wakatoshi Ushijima's, formidable stare.

Promiscuous drops of persuasion flickered at the end of every word she pronounced with ease when speaking to anyone, especially when leading important meetings held for lengthy hours, proposing numerous compromises he could consider.

A sharp woman had Kita ready to dissemble his eminent reputation for some childish fun. This start of secretive screwing was the one thing he held such certainty for. The punishment they'd receive if caught messing around within business hours, or any hours at all was life threatening in this competitive atmosphere.

His body dangerously whined, almost wanting to be caught in the act of dangerous sex with Ushijima's most trusted employee. Shinsuke was prepared for everything to come crashing down, himself crumbling to ashes beneath a stream of hot molten.

"Your reputation is on the line. If caught, it floods down the drain. " she murmured slowly trailing her soothing palms up his bare thighs, applying more pressure the further she advanced up.

Purposely, she heaved soft huffs against his swollen tip that nudged her bottom lip a few times.

"And so is yours, yet you accepted my offer and are now down on your knees with an awaiting mouth.".

She chuckled and pulling her head away, to Kita's dismay, with feigned innocence,

"But who's in the vulnerable position? if I were to walk away right now, would you be frustrated? or would I?".

She had the glacial man flustered and his tongue tied like cherry stems. She pushed buttons, specifically his.

"Don't act sly so suddenly," Kita hissed with the harsh tug of her h/c strands.

Light giggles filled the void of his secluded office. She managed to avoid his forceful attempt of pushing his slick cock into her gaped mouth.

"An act? You know that's just how I am. Seeing the corruption of patience under my presence is mouth watering.".

Every remark he uttered earned him her tricky tides of riddles and sensual lines, hotly crashing into his bloodline from how she purred with sophistication.

"Don't make me second guess this whole ordeal." he glared down at her upturned lips.

"You would never. You need me and my pretty little mouth, don't you Mr. Shinsuke Kita?" .

Kita permitted his head to tip back slightly, the desired urgency to feel the heavens of her mischievous tongue curled around him painfully evident. Dribbles of his pre-cum graced her lone tastebuds.

A heavy sigh deflated his shoulders when she utilised her warm muscle to tease him. Barely grazing the head of his hard cock with a ball of saliva bubbled at the tip of her tongue had him perched against his desk in relief. Y/n gripped the base of his cock, tongue snaking out and then rolling along his swollen tip before sucking lightly.

Momentarily screwing his eyes shut he rasped at the abrupt, overwhelming sensation of having his dick trapped between the narrow enclosure of her throat. His eyes widened seeing her almost gag but sneak a glance of resolute.

The silver haired male almost came in a matter of seconds by enduring the vibrations of her hums, moaning his name with lewd undertones when having the opportunity to do so. He lost his cool composure a while ago once she complied to his order of desperate need and accepted him so quickly in her drenched mouth.

"You're doing so well baby," he mumbled, her manicured nails clawing deeper into the puffy flesh of his thighs.

His filthy imagination was right. She did look ethereal with her mouth stuffed to the brim, full of his aching cock. The endangering sight he now had engrained in his mind had him even harder.

Her head bobbed skilfully, taking in his cock as if she were used to his size and this was a daily occurrence. He tossed praises into the tense air, holding eye contact with the powerful woman who made sure he could witness her tongue caress him with such ruthlessness, gagging from every reign of his thrusts directed towards her, almost stupefied from the musky yet sweet taste.

"I want you to make me cum...hard." he demanded, chasing after his orgasm that could potentially shred him to bits.

He abruptly came to a still, slim fingers twirled around the fallen strands of her hair with a choked moan whilst he held her head in place with a tight grip, "Shit...mhm," .

Kita inhaled a sharp gasp when hot spurts of his cum scorched the back of her throat, dripping with gratification. "Such a good assistant." he heaved an airy laugh.

She was Ushijima's assistant but fuck had he began to wish she stood by his side and in his corner instead.

He leaned down placing a light chaste kiss on her lips but before he could help her to her feet, she yanked on his tie, mouth hovering over his as a small groan of discomfort escaped his mouth from being hunched over suddenly.

"Next time, when you actually fuck me, you'll know whose the boss." .

He peered down with evident surprise, a malice smile carved by the devil ghosted her plump lips.

He thought Ushijima was the king of evil but he was wrong . . .

It was her.

' AUTHOR'S NOTE ,
I never fully watched haikyuu so sorry if the characters personalities don't resemble theirs in the show

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