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Ooh~ la la! Never in my wildest (and wettest) dreams did I ever think this kink meme would yield such passionate results! With nearly five thousand comments in the initial post, I figured it was high time we bring the naked party over into a new post to leave the first open for request followup and... other forms of fulfillment
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Saki Konishi was standing in the middle of the interrogation room, corners of her mouth turned down in a petulant frown. She'd been called into the station so many times for questioning in the past couple of days that it was no wonder she was getting irritated. Adachi kept coming up with excuses, new reasons to call her in and ask her things, claiming it was for the case. But really, it was just self-gratification.
What was it about her that made her so unbearably attractive? Was it the fact that she was the one who found Mayumi Yamano's beautiful dead body strung up on that antenna? Or was it just her innocent schoolgirl charms, like the way she looked in that Yasogami school uniform? Or maybe it was her personality, that feisty streak that was hidden under her usual malaise. Adachi couldn't pinpoint it, but frankly he didn't care. Like Mayumi before her, his thoughts were consumed by this girl. But unlike Mayumi, he had the perfect excuse so that he could see her whenever he wanted.
"Well, we'll get to that. But you know, I saw you this afternoon." He took a few quick strides towards her, and she retreated until her back was pressed up against the TV. His hands grabbed hold of both of her shoulders, and she shrugged him away. "You were getting pretty cozy with that Namatame..." The jealousy burned like fire in his veins; who the hell did that Namatame think he was? He saw the anger overflowing in her eyes in the split-second before she slapped him. His cheek stung, but he only smirked. "Huh... so I'm not good enough for you? Well, I know how to deal with girls like you..."
"N-no...!"
He thought for sure she would try to run away, but she just stood there, stupidly, feet rooted to the spot. Clearly she was even dumber than he'd thought. That was fine; stupidity made this even easier for him. He grabbed hold of her shoulders again, and the contact made her come to her senses; she tried to twist away, but his grip was stronger this time. After what had happened with Mayumi, he knew better than to hold her up against the TV. Instead, he spun her around, picked her up, pushed her down on the table. She was kicking and screaming, struggling with what feeble strength she had, but it was all futile. Inaba's police station wasn't fancy enough to have two-way mirrors, and he'd made sure to disconnect the security camera (not that anyone watched it anyway).
She tried to choke out something in strangled tones as he climbed on top of her, but he wasn't listening, and he silenced her soon enough by pressing his lips against hers. Her eyes were wide with fear, and he could see himself reflected in them; he looked viscious, depraved, nothing at all like the face he saw in the mirror each morning. But he liked it. He bit down hard on her lower lip, traced a hand down her side and under her shirt, fondling her desperately. Mayumi had gotten away from him, but Saki wouldn't escape, not before he had his way. He slid his hand inside her bra and smiled when he felt her nipple hard against his palm.
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He pulled his face away from hers then, taking the hand from her hair and clamping it down hard over her mouth. He pulled himself upright and used his other hand to fumble with his belt and zipper. Saki squeezed her eyes shut when he pulled himself out, hard and ready, and he dropped back down on top of her, tilting his head to the side and biting down on her earlobe. "Girls like you should be more careful, Saki-chan. You give guys like me the wrong idea." He drove into her then, and he could feel her hot breath on the palm of his hand as she screamed.
It had been so long since Adachi had been with a woman that he felt as though just that first thrust would send him over the edge. He managed to control himself, somehow, and started moving violently, impatiently. He was vaguely aware of the tears welling out of the corners of Saki's closed eyes, but it wasn't his concern. If she got hurt, it was her own fault. He used his free hand to grab hold of her legs, pulling them up to wrap around his waist, giving himself a better angle. His own eyes squeezed shut now, overwhelmed, though he could still see Saki's face on the other side of his eyelids. After a few seconds, the image shifted to Mayumi's face, then to another girl's face, then another; they were all girls he'd wanted, needed, been unable to obtain for his own. It was Saki he was fucking, but it could have been any of them. All of them.
That thought proved to be too much, and the corners of his mouth turned into a smile as he came violently inside of her. His hand slipped from her mouth, and he panicked for a split second, thinking she would scream for help. But any noise she tried to make was drowned out by her sobs.
Now it was his rage that boiled over the edge. He grabbed hold of her hair, yanked her up to stare him in the face. "Don't fuck with me, you bitch. Lying there crying like I'm not the best you've ever had. Too bad you were such a lousy lay." He stood up, buttoned his pants with one hand, dragged her over to the TV. The scream finally freed itself from her throat, but by then it was too late, and only the Shadows heard her.
"God, these high school girls today," he muttered to no one in particular, his voice heavy with contempt. "This world's gone straight to shit. I was supposed to be the best of the best, and instead they stick me in the boonies... but I guess I got this sweet power to make up for it." He looked at his hands and an amused laugh escaped his lips. "Life's not so bad after all." He smirked and stuck his head through the TV screen, his skin tingling from the static electricity. "Get on your knees and beg, and maybe I'll let you out!" He withdrew again, taking a few steps away, not letting her have the final word. She didn't deserve it. "Yeah, like that'll happen." That laugh again, gutteral, sinister. "As if I'd walk into a deathtrap like that."
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Mmm, thank you...! That's what I wanted - hot and rough and really damn disturbing. :3 Nice work, anon--!
(god, poor Saki.)
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