Unwanted Desire | By : mysticalsky Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 2789 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I do not own Takatori Mamoru, Tsukiyono Omi and any characters from Weiss Kreuz, or Fujimaya Ran (Aya) and Hidaka Ken will be fighting over (Takatori Mamoru) Tsukiyono Omi like Tooya and Yuuhi over Mikage Aya in 'Ayashi no Ceres', okay?
Rated: NC-17 for lemon and lime
Pairing: Aya/Omi, Ken/Omi, Crawford/Omi, Schuldig/Omi
// // Means telepathy thoughts
( ) Means flashbacks
' ' Means thoughts
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Omi massaged her heavily bound chest to relieve the soreness.
It had been a week since the escape from the Schwartz’s den and she was still not used to her gender transformation. To ensure life went on as usual, she still wore her usual attire when she was still a boy. The rest of the Weiss members tried to ignore her change to make her feel more at ease in getting onto their usual life.
As for the girls who patronized their florist shop, they did not notice Omi’s change. This was especially so when she bound her breasts tight to her chest and she wore a cap to prevent her ever-growing hair from flowing down below her shoulder level. Since the incident, Omi’s hair kept growing and no matter how she tried to cut, they would still continue to grow back to the length within a day.
The worst was, Omi realized to her shock that she started to blush more easily and her heart pumped faster whenever the other males, especially Aya neared her.
Anyway, Omi was going to make full use of this changed body in the coming mission.
According to Manx, a few girls had been disappearing from a school and some of them emerged a few days later - dead, their bodies stripped and sexually abused. Omi was to go undercover to track down the evildoers.
On the night of assigning of tasks, Ken was uneasy about the mission and wanted Omi to reject the task. Omi took a look at Aya. Aya did not say anything throughout the discussion. In fact, he had not been talking to Omi since the incident.
Omi agreed to Manx’s allocation of the tasks. Ken almost roared at Omi for the acceptance. Omi would disguise as a transferred student as well as bait and the rest would have to watch over her.
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A foot stepped down from a scooter in front of a High School. A beautiful girl with layered blonde hair and crystal blue eyes stood in front of the front gate, sighed inwardly and stepped in, not noticing several stares of admirations from the boys around her.
“Class, we have a transferred student from other school – Tsukiyono Hisoka.” Omi bowed to the class and said: “Yoroshiku.” Hisoka was a fake name Omi named herself in school as her own name was obviously for a boy.
“Wow, she’s kawaii!” some students whispered among themselves. A few girls’ stares were full of scorn.
Omi groaned inwardly to herself uneasily.
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Omi tugged the hem of her skirt during lunchtime. She could not believe girls could actually endure wearing such short school skirts without feeling uneasy. The school uniform comprised of black coat, white shirt within accompanied with chartered tie and her dark short-chartered skirt that covered only slightly below her groin area.
She wandered around the building, looking for the canteen.
“Have you lost your way, Tsukiyono-chan?” A tall boy’s voice appeared behind Omi’s ear, causing her to jump.
“A…Hah!” Omi shuddered.
“I’m from the fourth year - a senior. Come with me.” The teenager smiled. He was around Hidaka Ken’s height. Omi blushed, nodded and followed him. His warm smile reminded Omi of Ken.
Suddenly, Omi felt a hit behind her neck. The whole world swirled around her and everything blacked out. Before she blanked out, Omi thought she saw the teenager gave an evil smirk.
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When Omi came to, she found herself in a deserted hall, her wrists tied together with a long rope connected to the ceiling above her. When she looked down to herself, she found coat and shirt removed, leaving only her white bra, her short skirt and her underwear to her body.
“Hi, sweetie, seems that you have woke from your beauty sleep.” A familiar voice called near her. Omi raised her head hastily.
There were four older guys surrounding her in the room, including the one who had ‘friendlily’ tried to guide Omi to her destination.
A hand moved to fondle Omi’s stomach from behind and other reached up to squeeze her well-grown breast hard. Omi grinded her teeth.
“No point screaming your help, pretty, no one can hear you.” The teenager behind her whispered into her ear lobe and massaged her breast, harder.
Another teenager was not idle. He lifted Omi’s legs by her knees and spread apart. The third guy proceeded to stroke her clit with her panty the only thing between their skins. Omi groaned uneasily, feeling heat accumulated below her new groin and moisture sticking her skin to her fabric.
“This slut is so sensitive, look at how wet she is! We’re gonna enjoy this!” The fourth teenager exclaimed excitedly. He ran his hands greedily up and down Omi’s smooth thighs and dug his tongue into Omi’s clit, tasting her juice thoroughly. Omi gasped in shock at the unwanted pleasure and tried to struggle, but the man behind her hugged her tighter, squeezed her breasted harder and snapped her bra from her body.
Omi screamed.
“Oh, look at how adorable she screams, I can’t wait to get into her!” One of them laughed and pulled down his zipper, revealing his burgling length.
Omi’s eyes widened.
Suddenly, there was a flash of fast movement and the four males collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.
“Those jerks! I’d have slaughtered them on the spot if not for the mission!” Ken growled angrily.
“Ken-kun!” Omi called, never feeling so relieved in her life.
“You are too careless, Omi-chan, those guys have almost ‘eaten’ you.” Yohji exclaimed, followed closely behind. He gave Ken a push: “Hey, mother-hen, have you stopped your non-stopped drabbling? If you like her so much, why don’t you just marry her?”
“WH..WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT???!!!” Ken blushed embarrassedly, trying to hide his redness but in vain.
Omi looked at the exit, only in time to see Aya turning away from the door and walking away.
‘Is Aya-kun angry with me because Crawford has tarnished me or is it because I am now a girl?’ Omi thought sadly.
+TBC+
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AU:
Yes, I know I'm taking more than a year to update this fic. My old adultff account - narakusama is corrupted and I can't log in so I've to create this new account to update this fic.
In this latest chap, I am using the name Hisoka, coz I think it’s a rather cute name, especially I’m currently obsessed with Kurosaki Hisoka in Yami no Matsuei. Actually, Hisoka is a girl’s name, but well, those who have read Yami no Matsuei manga should know the reason behind all these naming stuff, but then, this is not a related issue here.
Updated: 4 December 2005.
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