Prompt: Trust
Summary: "Because, believe it or not, I trust you, just like how you trust me."
Warning: Vulgar language and sexual referencesHiding her disgust, Shiho straddled the man underneath her, while his hands traveled across her body, touching all her curves. A quick gasp escaped from her lips as the man grabbed hold of her head and forced a kiss on her. She wanted so much to slap this man across the face and run out of this room, but she didn't, because this was part of the mission she signed herself up for. All she could for now was keep this guy busy and hopefully things won't go far, but as the seconds ticked, his hand was beginning to reach for the zipper of her dress and panic was now spreading in her body.
She pushed the man away, breaking the unwanted kiss. A feral growl rumbled from his throat as he proceeded to assault her neck with his lips. Shiho looked around, faking her moans. She was waiting for a sign that they were on their way, perhaps the sound of footsteps or better yet–the door kicking open!
From the beginning, she should've gave in to her screaming instincts to reject the offer of being used as bait. How could she have easily told Shinichi yes to this? If she ended up being forced to sleep with this disgusting murderer, she'll personally skin the detective alive and pour acid all over him. Hopefully, if he pops in less than 10 seconds, maybe she'll spare him.
The small panic in her reached at a high peak when she felt her zipper being pulled down and the cold air hitting her bare back. The stupid drunken bastard was trying to undress her. This had now gone far enough and she couldn't sense the help coming anytime soon. Her instincts pushed in and she began to push the man away, trying to get off his lap. It was useless as he still continued biting her neck, roughly.
"I-I-I think that's e-enough.", Shiho panted, now hitting at his chest. All of a sudden, she felt his hands grab hold of her waist, firmly, and push her down onto the bed.
With a chuckle, he got on top of her. "You're not going anywhere," he said, "You're going to stay right here and please me until I'm fully satisfied. Be grateful since I'm giving you what you were asking for in the beginning, slut!" He bunched up her dress and pressed himself against her.
Shiho growled and began thrashing her legs. The man reached out and grabbed hold of a handful of her strawberry-blonde hair, pulling it harshly and eliciting a pain-filled yelp from her. The lingering smell of alcohol in his mouth drifted into her nose as he edged his face dangerously close to hers.
"I don't mind sticking my penis in an unconscious or dead girl!!" He threatened.
She glared at him. "I'd rather die than get raped!"
Fury appeared in his eyes and he reached for a hard object on the bedside table. "If that's how you want it, fine then!" He raised the object, ready to throw it down on her. But before it could ever meet her face, the door to the room burst open.
"Police!!! Put your hands up!!!"
Armed men began to swarm the room, holding their guns out and pointing it at the suspect, who was flabbergasted as he looked at each one of them. "What the fuck's going on here!?" He exclaimed, anger laced in his voice, despite the confusion showing on his face.
The officers ignored him and the one in charge repeated what he said, "Get off the woman and put your hands up!! If you resist, we'll have no choice but to shoot!!"
Reluctantly, he got off her, shouting a bunch of swears as he held up his hands. Immediately, a group of officers ran over to him, pinning him to the ground and handcuffed him. Amongst the sea of armed officers, a young black-haired man popped out, hands inside the pocket of his long coat and a serious look on his face.
"Nomura Reo," he began, addressing the man, who was now throwing daggers at him as he was getting apprehended, "You're arrested for the the rapes and murders of two women working at a nearby motel."
Reo growled. "Bullshit!" He shouted and would continue to do so as the officers walked him outside.
The black-haired man looked on, shaking his head slowly. He looked over at Shiho, who was walking towards him. When she was now standing in front of him, she turned around. He carefully zipped her dress back up.
"Apologizes for being a tad bit late.", he apologized, looking down at the floor.
"It's alright," Shiho said, brushing away her auburn bangs covering her eyes, "At least you got there and I'm alright, but to be completely honest, I would've been able to fend for myself. I have my gun here." Flashing him a smirk, she kneeled down and pulled out a Beretta 92 handgun from inside her left knee-high boot.
He looked at her, appalled and yet impressed at the same time. Seeing his reaction, Shiho stifled a giggle as she put her gun back inside. After regaining himself, Shinichi gave her a slight frown and asked, "You had a gun there but decided not to use it even when this guy was now overpowering you? Why?"
Shiho smile, shaking her head softly. "Because," she began, "I knew you were coming. I could sense you were coming up. At first, I thought you weren't and was about ready to give that bastard a black eye, but my senses told me no, so I didn't do anything."
Shinichi scoffed, rolling his eyes after she said that. "You know," he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer, "I still can't believe you just accepted to be bait. When you said yes, I thought I was either dreaming or maybe something was wrong with you. Why did you say yes?"
"What's with the sudden questioning, Kudo? Is this an interrogation?" She teased.
"Ha ha ha...Just tell me, Shiho. I really want to know."
"The reason why is because, I trust you."
He raised in eyebrow, confused. "What do you mean?"
She laughed before responding. "Because, believe it or not, I trust you, just like how you trust me. At the beginning, I was really hesitant but then I reminded myself that you'll be there and like always, if needed, save me from danger and you came through, just when I was beginning to lose hope on you. I know I can rely my life with you."
A smile appeared on his face. "Well, I did promise I'd protect you, didn't I?"
Playfully, she rolled her eyes.
Froodyie's Afternote: *sweats* I'm sorry if it was terrible, the Trust Prompt was the hardest for me and I really wasn't feeling it. But don't worry, there's more to come so stay tune this week!

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