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Sinking back into the upholstered chair with a satisfied groan, Bishop watched the freshly-kindled fire start to grow with a certain sense of accomplishment. Between deals and monsters and plotting traps, it had been a busy day for the big investigator; a chance to simply sit back and unwind seemed like the perfect way to
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But shortly after the door closed, Bishop's trenchoat was coming off. He slung it over the back of the chair, wincing as he removed the shirt and shoulder holster underneath; he didn't really have interest in making an inventory of all his cuts and bruises, but that Oaky did not go down easy.
Instead, he just sat back and let the firelight play over him, the warmth it was sending out gradually suffusing his bare skin; his eyes drifted closed for a little bit as he basked in the pleasant setting.
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Setting it aside again, he turned head and body slightly to look at Sukiko (and hopefully throw some useful shadows over the more painful hits he took, although not very successfully). Still, he nodded. "That'd just about hit the spot right now, yeah. That's an impressive bottle you brought out, Suki."
It wasn't something like cognac, so she probably wasn't buttering him up for another job... but still, high class enough for him to be appreciative, especially given all this Prohibition crap going down. "Quite a comfortable place you've got going. Glad I could help keep it safe."
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"I am glad you were able to keep this place safe as well." The Courtesan set the bottle of scotch down on a nearby table, one that was within easy reach of Bishop's chair, and moved to face him more fully. "Not just for the sake of my livelihood but the sake of my comfort as well. I must admit to enjoying having a certain mount of luxury in my life."
Sukiko frowned prettily as she began to notice that the firelight did more that just highlight her guest's muscular build. There were a myriad of scrapes, cuts, and darkening bruises that she hadn't noticed before. "It seems you sacrificed a bit more to protect me and mine than I'd thought. Are you sure you're okay?"
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"Be that as it may you're still hurt, and you should have those wounds tended to." Sukiko poured water from white and blue china pitcher into a matching bowl, then gathered up the bowl along with a clean towel and moved to kneel beside Bishop. "I'm no nurse, but I've dealt with enough cuts and scrapes to know how to clean them." Sukiko dipped a corner of the towel into the water and then began dabbing gently at an unpleasant looking cut on Bishop's bicep.
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"If there's anything else I can do for you all you have to do is ask." Sukiko's exotic eyes flashed Bishop a look that said that she did indeed mean anything. Her smile was soft and gentle however, making the offer one with no pressure behind it that could be accepted whenever he chose to do so.
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Kissing and licking a hot sticky trail down her exposed and vulnerable throat, Bishop managed to hunch down in his chair just far enough to reach the upper slopes of her breasts. He'd been sadly neglecting them so far, and didn't mean to let that go any longer.
MMMMmmm, I missed these so bad...
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And with a hand slipping around to knead one breast, the bald-headed detective moved his head forward to suck as much of her other breast into his mouth as he could. Having her straddle his lap in the chair seemed the perfect way to spend the next little while, that was for sure.
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Sukiko hummed throatily as she spread her legs and slid down onto Bishop lap, her stockings making a soft rasping sound as they rubbed against his trousers, not stopping until her groin rested snugly against his. She opened her mouth to speak just as Bishop's mouth found her breast, and instead of words all that came out was a loud moan. Eventually she managed to gasp out a quiet "Oh yes..." as she arched her back once more and deliberately pressed the lush mound against Bishop's mouth. ( ... )
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He switched sides, letting his mouth tenderly ravage her other breast- while his extra hand gave her rear one last squeeze before coming up to play with the moist and swollen mammary he'd just vacated. His light bites against her nipple had likely left it too sensitive for standard fun, so he simply weighed and caressed around her areola; with as much fun as he's been having, he wants to ensure she gets as much of a kick out of it as possible.
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