Hundred one shots

Strange Attractions {Hayato x Liddy}

A vermin, a nuisance, defiler, adulterer (undeserved), womanizer, human trash, something that shouldn't exist yet exist but if she had her way would erase him off the face of the Earth not leaving a single speck of dust that was under his boots left.

Why was she thinking about him a lot lately?

Everything about him screamed one page character.

So what did that naïve little princess from Gutenberg see in him.

Claire-sama for that matter as well.

"It's no use," She sighed to herself completely missing the concerned look of the other occupants in the car with her.

Liddy needed a distraction. Maybe just maybe, Claire-sama can do that. She thought with glee as they sped down the main square of Little Garden to the Harvey Private Estates.

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"Kisaragi Hayato…."

How cruel can the universe be to pull such a trick on her?

The said boy was dressed in full uniform looking dapper for a person in the military. He stood with an about face as he is confronted by Claire Harvey. He could have at least complimented the lady on her swimsuit.

She wasn't too bad herself, is she said so herself. Her white one piece while not as revealing as Claire-sama's red two piece it still showed off her curves.

The heat of the summer was already a pain to deal with. Throw the boy that had the gall to grope the Mistress in a mock battle in front of a whole stadium and call it an accident?! She needed a cold drink.

Or, a cold pool.

A cold pool she got, she dove with the grace of a seasoned athlete swimmer was soon cutting through water like a knife. Back and forth, a lap, within the time Kisaragi Hayato and Claire Harvey had deviated from business as usual to casual – if you could call wearing a speedo and competing in a swimming competition – casual conversation.

It would've happened had that sexual predator – from her perspective it looked like Kisaragi Hayato had said something outrageous it infuriated the Princess into standing up to him unaware of her naked chest – it was enough to spur her into jumping into action practically leaping out of the pool like some cheesy manga superhero to confront the villain.

If would've panned out that way if it weren't for the little slip at the end of her landing that sent her into a painful collision with the boy who was an insect in her eyes.

To make matters worse, she – who was all strict, all business all the time – had made a noise that no one thought would be able to make.

She moaned.

She had – conveniently – landed on Kisaragi Hayato's face, literally sitting on his face. Her crotch was pressed up his nose (in this case, his mouth and nose were pressed up her crotch) that his hot breath and slight movement of his lips sent a jolt of pleasure shooting through her nerves.

Erica, Claire-sama, and that butler boy whose name escapes her and worse of all Kisaragi Hayato was there to bear witness.

"Aah!"

H-how lewd!

XXXX

2 Weeks Later,

Former American Territory,

Staten Island.

Two weeks had passed since the incident but Hell hath no fury than a woman's wrath.