Mithridatism - 1/??
anonymous
April 28 2010, 01:27:37 UTC
I think I misfired, but I don't know where the hell it went.
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The informant looms over his assistant with the menacing glee of a child about to squash a bug, scrutinizing her, searching for some hint of terror before sending her to her inevitable end. If she could, she'd slap that creepy expression off his face, but two girls keep her plastered to the desk.
"Iza-nii, she's struggling!"
"Stay...still."
The boxcutter digs into her neck as Mairu giggles. On the opposite side, she can feel Kururi's breath on her cheek, her full breasts pressing into her shoulder.
"What did you bribe them with?" Namie seethes through gritted teeth, hot venom bubbling in her icy tone.
"I'm hurt. You don't believe my dear little sisters would help me out of the kindness of their own hearts? When they heard about your...ah, how should I put it? 'tragic condition,' they took it upon themselves to assist me."
She's used to his expertly delivered monologues and lies now, and knows better than to believe even a syllable, especially when she knows the girls would happily shove their older brother in front of a garbage truck.
"...What is he offering you?"
"The raw footage of Hanejima Yuuhei's new movie. We have to see it."
"Iza-nii's watching it too..."
"Hm. Bribing your own siblings might be a new low; even for you, Orihara Izaya."
He ignores the comment, accustomed to her verbal barbs and far more interested in what she hid under her clothes. Capturing her ankles with one hand, he tugs her skirt down with the other in one disturbingly swift motion.
There's an appreciative "Ooh~" from all three siblings at what lies underneath: The bare wisp of black lace strung together with satin ribbon seems more like the illusion of clothing rather than an actual garment, revealing more than it concealed.
"Alright, let's see the top."
Cold air rushes against her skin as the twins yank the sweater up, exposing a coordinating bra.
"Iza-nii, are you sure she's a virgin?" Mairu asks, giving the older woman's breast a playful squeeze. "These sure don't look like the undies of an innocent maiden to me."
"Naughty."
He chuckles at their naivete, clicking his tongue as he waggles a finger.
"Don't be fooled by their appearance. This isn't the underwear of a woman having sex, but one hoping to have sex. After all, a lady has to be prepared for when the indifferent little brother she so desperately longs for has a change of heart, right? She's saving himself for him. Although at this point, it's more like going to waste because of him."
"I'm not going to bother with someone I'm not in love with. The same way I'm not going to bother explaining true love to someone like you."
"Is this the part where I'm supposed to ask you to show me instead?"
"Don't be ridiculous. You're beyond help in that department."
"It doesn't matter. Sex and Love aren't mutually exclusive, as we all know. Well, everyone here except for you."
"Without love, sex is just mutual masturbation. Of course, that's assuming you're even capable of getting the other person off."
Her lips curve in warped satisfaction as the twins giggle at her verbal jab, but the smile fades quickly at the sight of his far more devious grin.
Oh my god, you have now idea how you have made my day because this whole week was shitty for me. At lest now I have some well-written fanfiction to masturbate to to relieve some stress. I love you. I really appreciate your fill.
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The informant looms over his assistant with the menacing glee of a child about to squash a bug, scrutinizing her, searching for some hint of terror before sending her to her inevitable end. If she could, she'd slap that creepy expression off his face, but two girls keep her plastered to the desk.
"Iza-nii, she's struggling!"
"Stay...still."
The boxcutter digs into her neck as Mairu giggles. On the opposite side, she can feel Kururi's breath on her cheek, her full breasts pressing into her shoulder.
"What did you bribe them with?" Namie seethes through gritted teeth, hot venom bubbling in her icy tone.
"I'm hurt. You don't believe my dear little sisters would help me out of the kindness of their own hearts? When they heard about your...ah, how should I put it? 'tragic condition,' they took it upon themselves to assist me."
She's used to his expertly delivered monologues and lies now, and knows better than to believe even a syllable, especially when she knows the girls would happily shove their older brother in front of a garbage truck.
"...What is he offering you?"
"The raw footage of Hanejima Yuuhei's new movie. We have to see it."
"Iza-nii's watching it too..."
"Hm. Bribing your own siblings might be a new low; even for you, Orihara Izaya."
He ignores the comment, accustomed to her verbal barbs and far more interested in what she hid under her clothes. Capturing her ankles with one hand, he tugs her skirt down with the other in one
disturbingly swift motion.
There's an appreciative "Ooh~" from all three siblings at what lies underneath: The bare wisp of black lace strung together with satin ribbon seems more like the illusion of clothing rather than an actual garment, revealing more than it concealed.
"Alright, let's see the top."
Cold air rushes against her skin as the twins yank the sweater up, exposing a coordinating bra.
"Iza-nii, are you sure she's a virgin?" Mairu asks, giving the older woman's breast a playful squeeze. "These sure don't look like the undies of an innocent maiden to me."
"Naughty."
He chuckles at their naivete, clicking his tongue as he waggles a finger.
"Don't be fooled by their appearance. This isn't the underwear of a woman having sex, but one hoping to have sex. After all, a lady has to be prepared for when the indifferent little brother she so desperately longs for has a change of heart, right? She's saving
himself for him. Although at this point, it's more like going to waste because of him."
"I'm not going to bother with someone I'm not in love with. The same way I'm not going to bother explaining true love to someone like you."
"Is this the part where I'm supposed to ask you to show me instead?"
"Don't be ridiculous. You're beyond help in that department."
"It doesn't matter. Sex and Love aren't mutually exclusive, as we all know. Well, everyone here except for you."
"Without love, sex is just mutual masturbation. Of course, that's assuming you're even capable of getting the other person off."
Her lips curve in warped satisfaction as the twins giggle at her verbal jab, but the smile fades quickly at the sight of his far more devious grin.
"Very well. I accept your challenge."
"Wait, that's not what I meant--"
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