Internal Affairs
Internal Affairs
writers/readers... it took me some time, but i thought i\'d put in one
of my ideas for Aoshi and Misao, a rather long one involving ce
ce
politics, romance, emotions, etc. Ratherfereferent from my earlier
styles, i should say, a little bit more angsty. Anyway, tell me what
you think and don\'t forget to review, please!
PS. I really do hope that everyone who reads this is of age, because
the language is rather basic and there might be a lemon in every
chapter.
PPS. email welcome too :)
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Disclaimer:
characters are never to be mine, just on loan... i solemnly promise not
to use them for greedy means except possibly furthering writing skills.
*wide, gap-toothed grin*
Internal Affairs
against the steering wheel of his
Jaguar impatiently. The Friday rush hour traffic was making him late,
and he
hated being late for work. He was Aoshi Shinomori, CEO and partner of
the
biggest Asian importers in the
Incorporated. It was rumored that
he never slept when he could work, and holidays were a dirty word with
him.
Named “Ice block” by the press, he was known as an incredibly sharp
business
man with unbending business ethics, driven by work to create more
millions, had
a few respectable girlfriends, not gay, and never caught with any lewd
behavior
in public. The mystery created a façade about made him the catch
of the
century. His aristocratic good looks also served well to this purpose.
else no one knew about.
personal assistant.
at night, Aoshi’s private offices.
paperwork never end?!” Misao Makimachi,
Aoshi’s new personal assistant complained good naturedly.
midnight and the papers that they were
working on were only halfway done. It never occurred to Misao to quit
at any
task assigned to her, and the fact that at least she got to spend time
alone
with her hunk of a boss, even if it was just for work, made her do it.
She was
so attracted to him that if he ever made a pass at her, she swore she
would
jump him. She even wore a contraceptive patch everyday in the furtive
hope that
somehow, they might do something together. Not that he ever behaved
more than
what was appropriate with her, though, much to her dismay.
slender form bent over the working
island beside him, and came to a decision.
assigned to him, he was hooked by those
big aqua innocent eyes, a lot more than he cared to admit. Of course,
he never
let it show. He also realized that she was just as attracted to him as
he was
to her, since she wore her heart on her sleeve. Not that she ever
became
aggressive about it, which made him all the more hornier to see just
how she
would react if he seduced her.
the past week if he should let it
happen or not, to break the own rule he made for himself that he was
never
going to be involved with anyone at work. But this attraction was
different. He
had never been faced with an innocent in a beautiful, sexy package, and
some
part of him was dying to corrupt her. His fantasies made him so hard
under his
Brooks Brothers suit that he couldn’t think around her, and that was
the reason
he delayed and delayed his work so he could get her alone, even just
for work.
then, no more waiting. She would
become his, and damn the consequences.
walked around to the chair where Misao
was sitting. He placed his hands on her shoulders and started massaging
them
silently, trying to gauge her reaction. She froze, then relaxed into
the
massage.
going into
overdrive. Was he really touching her? And was it just a friendly one
or more? Even
though everybody thought she was more of a kid than a lady, even at 23,
she
really was a sexual person, and she knew if Aoshi decided to go
further, she
wouldn’t stop him. So she closed her eyes and leaned back, willing him
to go
the distance.
into a satisfied smile.
in a husky voice.
leaning her head back on the chair
and opening her aqua eyes looking straight up into his smoldering
ice-blue ones
staring right at her cleavage.
he slipped his fingers under her
wraparound blouse, and under her bra straps. He started pressing
circles in her
skin, feeling her pliant and soft under his touch. He reached lower and
lower,
while Misao closed her eyes and her mouth formed a tiny pink o. He
finally
reached her soft breasts under the bra and he squeezed them gently,
finding
them just right in his palms.
pleasurable assault, and Aoshi could
stand no longer. He kneeled to her level and captured her mouth in his,
exploring
her warm mouth with his tongue. He kissed her slowly, while his hands
kneaded
and fondled her tender breasts, and her hands came up to his hair to
bring him
closer to her.
apart, Aoshi turned the chair to face
him and knelt between her legs, forcing her skirt to ride high on her
thighs as
she wrapped stocking clad feet around him. He could feel her dampness
on his
stomach as she pressed herself on him, and suppressed his wild desire
to
penetrate her without further ado. He kissed her deeply again and
pushed her
blouse off her shoulders, leaving her red colored bra covered chest to
his
gaze. Misao removed her arms the the sleeves and crooked her finger,
making
Aoshi chuckle softly and respond to her alluring command. He removed
her bra expertly;
she removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, her hands roving over his
chest
and back as he was ravaging her mouth.
in the valley between her breasts
and pressed an open mouthed kiss on it, inhaling the sweet soft
fragrance of
lavender and spice that was uniquely hers. He turned his face to her
exposed
breast and licked a taut nipple, enjoying her reaction as he felt more
warmth
dampen his stomach. He had a fierce pleasure in knowing that it was
because of
him. He covered her breast with his mouth, looking upwards to see her
expression. She looked spectacular to him as she moaned and arched in
pleasure,
holding his head down firmly on her and wiggling her wet self even
closer to
him as he bit down a little hard then soothed it with his tongue. He
moved his
head to give service to the other creamy globe and was rewarded with
mewling
little sounds, and her nails raking down his shoulders, pushing his
light gray
shirt off his shoulders.
with desire. In one swift move, he
stood up and with Misao clinging on to him for dear life, he strode
over to his
wide desk. He put her on it like an offering, leaving her hips a little
over
the edge and spread her legs apart giving him a great view of red
panties and
exposed upper body.
what was appropriate, she was so horny
that she thought she would explode if he didn’t rush soon.
eyes burning, while she wantonly
returned his gaze, each thinking that the other was magnificent. She
raised her
arms to him and he complied, lowering himself gently on top of her and
kissed
her while her busy hands went to the waistband of his pants and went
below his
boxers to find his hard penis, smiling through his gasp as her hands
took him
and made him shake in suppressed desire. She thought, Now
I have him. She pushed both pants and boxers off as she grabbed
his buttocks reflexively, bringing his hard shaft near to her heat, and
panted
as he rubbed himself erotically against her, kissing her neck while she
bit his
shoulder hard, her hands flying everywhere across his back.
down behind Misao’s knees, stroking
them as he bent it lightly, lifting and bringing her feet up to rest on
the
chair behind him. It gave him a better access to what he wanted as his
hand
went to the waistband of her stockings and tugged one off, then the
other. He
ripped off her panties too. They crumpled into a soft heap at her
ankles, but
no one noticed. He planted his mouth on her breast again as one hand
put their
fingers in her mouth while the other cupped her pussy and slipped the
middle
finger inside her.
tightened around his fingers as they worked
their magic, stroking and plunging until she nearly screamed her
climax.
Satisfied that she was ready, he lifted her hips drove himself to the
hilt in
her in one sure stroke. She shuddered at the decadent sensation and
arched
herself upward, wanting to get as much of him as she could. Papers and
pens
went flying as they rocked together in a fast, violent rhythm and came
together
in an explosive orgasm.
and wiped himself off, motioning for
Misao to do the same. He didn’t know what to say. He felt that he was
an
asshole for taking advantage, but he couldn’t stop himself. I
wonder what she will think when I tell her
that there will be a next time, without any emotion? I never could let
any
feelings show through but tonight was just an appetizer…
he had that icy shuttered look
about him again. Well if its just sex,
then that’s all there is. I should be blasé about it, I doubt if
Aoshi wants a
blubbering idiot. She sat herself up
and pulled her skirt down, wondering if this was just this time or if
they
would continue on what was evidently chemistry between them. She gave
up on her
panties as lost and walked around to the other side of the table,
looking for
things to tidy up.
as she righted herself, throwing
away her ruined stockings and picking up the scattered papers and pens,
her
derriere facing him as she bet over to pick him up. He could just see
the faint
outline of the delectable line of her ass, sending his imagination into
heat
again. He broke the silence before his discipline broke down and took
her
again.
appreciate it if you kept silent
about tonight.” God, I’m really an
asshole!
chirped falsely, disappointed but
not surprised. She turned to go.
madly at this statement and looked
back at him. His eyes flickered momentarily and she saw a flash of
tenderness
and possessiveness shine through. He does
have feelings after all. She smiled, and saucily replied, “Good,
cause I
don’t either. Have a pleasant evening!”
her departing figure after that.
begun.
Aoshi back to the present as he
smiled, remembering the first time had sex with Misao. It was a
thrilling, out
of control experience for one who liked to be in control, not to
mention that
it was addictive too. From then on they were at it nearly everyday,
hiding from
everyone as much as possible and making sure that none of it ever
interfered
with work… well nearly never, anyway. It was so much that being a
thousand
miles away for five days was nearly unbearable without it, so he cut
his
business trip into four, working like someone possessed just so he
could get one
more of what was starting to obsess him.
through his mind like a siren’s song.
He simply refused to look further in him to see if he loved her,
remembering
the only time he foolishly fell only to have it slap him in the face
with another
man. Yet, he couldn’t detach himself from her, which he reasoned out
because he
was having mind-blowing world altering sex of the century, maybe even
of the
millennium. Her young, lithe body simply set his hormones on fire. That
was it.
traffic and swung into the HS
building’s parking lot, his smile deepened as he tried to imagine what
kind of
homecoming did his lovely, sexy PA had in store for him.
Hopefully, soon...