The Devil Wears a Pinstriped Suit

I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update. The past few months have been so crazy, I’ve had little time to devote to my beloved hobbies. Well, I’m on break for a while and I should be able to update all of my stories. I also know it’s been a while since I’ve had a KK lemon, so there is one in this chapter. Enjoy :D

Chapter Sixteen

Misao looked out at the busy street with Kopu in her arms. The affectionate ball of fur purred contently as her slave gently rubbed her soft chin. The low grumble that came from within drowned out the noise of cars and people, but not Misao’s thoughts. She looked back to see Aoshi asleep on her couch, draped in a down throw. She smiled lightly, but it quickly left her. She replayed the last eighteen or so hours in her head and she couldn’t quite comprehend what happened. She and Aoshi never got around to watching any of the DVDs. They would make love then sleep, wake up, make love and sleep again. Every time was better than the last, leaving Misao in a continued state of ecstasy, but the sensation wore off as reality set in as uncomfortably as the dull throb between her legs.

The limp body on the couch began to stir and Kopu wanted no more pampering from Misao. Her interests were in the new person that has taken much of her attention and time. A wet blip fell upon Aoshi’s hand and he stirred again. A tired eye open to see a multi-colored blur peering at him. A smile formed at the corners of his mouth as he caressed the kitten’s head. Remembering his surroundings, he sat up and looked around. He spotted Misao by the patio, looking at him.

“Is something the matter?” he questioned, leaning back on the couch.

“No,” Misao lied, shaking her head.

“Are you sure?” Aoshi asked, a bit of concern in his voice. Misao leaned against the wall and fold her arms against her chest. She knew what was on her mind, but she didn’t know how to explain it to him. She felt that she should be able to tell him anything. After all, she just gave her body to him, why not her mind?

“I think...maybe that we...”

“Rushed a bit?”

“Yeah.”

There, she said it. The weight of the world was lifted from her chest. Now what? Aoshi peeled himself off the couch and walked over to Misao, her form displaying discomfort. He pressed his nude body against hers and kissed her deeply. A part of her wanted to resist, but she quickly melted in his arms. She let her finger trace his triangular chin as the kiss grew with his arousal. This was a dagger that jolted Misao back into reality. She half-heartedly pushed Aoshi a few inches away and turned her head. He sighed and held onto her petite frame. Misao found it hard to imagine the ice figurine she encountered at the pool hall was so affectionate.

“Missy, I know all of this is new to you. It’s pretty new to me too,” Aoshi whispered in her ear. Misao’s head perked up and her eyes grew wide.

“You’re new to making love?”

Aoshi’s expression was at first blank, then softened to a smile. The unbelievable innocence of this woman, her soft touch. Her infectious personality. It’s all that has been missing in his life. He now needed her more than he needed his next breath. He planted his two lips onto her forehead and rubbed her shoulder.

“No...to rushing. I know I can’t take back yesterday. I don’t want to and I hope you don’t want to. It’s just, I usually use more forethought. When I’m with you, it seems all that flies out the window.”

“I know the feeling,” Misao laughed. She looked at the clock and noticed it was well past one. She sighed and walked away from Aoshi. She picked up the mess from the night before and he watched her with interest as Kopu followed behind her, swatting at her heels.

“Must you do that right now?” he questioned.

“Well, yeah. It’s afternoon now.”

“Afternoon? Oh shit,” Aoshi said, running past his girlfriend to the bathroom. She heard the shower running and hangers falling to the floor.

“Hey, what’s the rush!” she shouted to him.

“Kenshin’s big case started already. I was supposed to be there at nine o’clock.

“Oh!” Misao said, moving faster to clean everything up.

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Kenshin looked at his watch as court let out for the day. He and I were able to riddle holes all through the prosecution’s case. DeMakey asked for the lunch recess to be extended until tomorrow to “reconsider” some of the testimony. I laughed as the simple-minded twit walked passed me, a glare of death on her face. Yes, bitch, I will upstage you, I thought to myself. I did have Kenshin to thank for most of it. He took the lead and never looked back. The first witness seemed scared to be in front of the courtroom. Kenshin did an awesome job of being non-intimidating, but getting him to say exactly what he wanted him to say. There was nothing DeMackey could do about it, either. She would have to coach her witnesses again. Wasn’t prepared for the onslaught. I laughed and patted Kenshin on his shoulder as he looked down at his watch again. I was about to say something when I noticed Tomoe walking towards us. Great, now I had to be all sweet, proper and fake again. Gods, I hope she isn’t going to attend every case. Is this her husband or her first-grader?

“Hello, again. I’m sorry this wasn’t more exciting for you,” I said, trying to sound sincere.

“Oh, no. It was very riveting. You did such a wonderful job, honey,” she cooed, kissing her husband on the lips. She smiled a sweet smile and held his hand tight as if he were going to run off. Desperate display of affection. Poor baby feels threatened? I tried so hard not to giggle.

“What was that for?” Kenshin said, a goofy look on his face.

“A preview of what the big attorney will get later on tonight. Call me when you are on your way, ok? Kaoru, it’s been an absolute pleasure. We will talk again soon. Bye,” Tomoe said gracefully. So, the porcelain doll did have some fire in her soul. I glanced at Kenshin who again was looking at his watch. What the fuck was up with that?

“Is there an appointment you need to get to?” I asked him.

“No, it’s just that Aoshi was supposed to be here this morning,” he replied in a disappointed tone.

“Oh... Aoshi...” I trailed off. It’s not that I disliked him, but I knew he disliked me. He comes off as the holier-than-thou type. If he is like that, then I will put him on my shit list.

“Kaoru!” I heard. My head snapped up and I saw my little sister fly into the courtroom with her boyfriend, The Ice King, behind her.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked, though I already knew.

“Well, Aoshi-sama said today was your partner’s big case and I wanted to tag along. What did we miss?” she said, her face bright. She was glowing...like she just got some. And she was still calling that bastard “sama”.

“Misao, can I talk to you?” I ordered, pulling her into the corner, away from the men. Enough was enough.

“Kaoru, you’re going to wrinkle my shirt!” my baby sister exclaimed. Yes, it was a nice blue shirt, but that was not my concern at the moment.

“I know you love him. I know you gave him the ass, but do you really have to refer to him like that?” I seethed. Misao rolled her eyes and smiled her characteristic smile when she was trying to get out of a mess.

“Kaoru, what’s wrong with it?”

“He is not above you, Misao. No man is ever more important than you. Unless he starts calling you ‘Misao-kami’ don’t give him that honorfic, you understand me?”

Misao folded her arms and turned her face away from me with her nose up. Was this little twit ignoring me? Who did she think she was? I’m sorry, but I’ll be damned if I let some man take advantage of my impressionable, recently deflowered baby sister. It was not going to happen. That man, though beautiful, turned my blood cold. Perhaps I was too rash in letting them consummate their relationship.

“You are worrying too much,” Misao whispered, a tear rolling down her cheek.

“Misao, I’m only telling you this because I love you and don’t want to see you get hurt. Please, don’t let him take advantage of you,” I said to her, tilting her chin up so she could see the sincerity of my words in my eyes.

“Ok...” she whispered as she walked back over to Aoshi, whose death gaze was already upon me. Sorry, she’s my sister. I get to talk to her whether you like it or not.

“Is there a problem?” He asked, his eyes still on me as he put his arms around Misao.

“Do you want there to be a problem?” I shot back, folding my arms in a confrontational manner.

Kenshin, seeing the tension, patted me on the back and began laughing about something imaginary. All three of us looked at him as if he were crazy, but he continued on until his laugher died to a chuckle. Then, I became tickled. Imagine me, losing my temper over some asshole male my sister is dating.

“Look, as I was saying, Aoshi, we can all go to lunch. Tomoe has her cellphone on. She could join us,” Kenshin said to his friend.

“Do you really think that would be wise?” Aoshi asked. I knew he was referring to me being there with his wife on a lunch outing...or me being around him. Either way, he had a point.

“Com’on, it’s not like that. It will be fine,” Kenshin tried to convince Aoshi. Oh, hell no. He wasn’t getting me caught up in this bullshit.

“Kenshin, we should be getting back to the office. A lunch-date would set us back at least three hours, especially when around people we love so very much,” I said, sarcasm dripping from my tone.

“Alright, alright. If both of you think it’s a bad idea, we’ll have to meet up another time,” Kenshin conceded.

“Yes, I will call you later. Bye Kenshin. Kaoru.” Aoshi said politely before turning around and leaving, toting my baby girl with him. Misao raised her hand and waved, then nestled herself into his side. I can’t believe I gave her pointers to be with him.

But, all that aside, I was ready to get out of that courtroom, but I was not looking forward to diving into the files. As Kenshin and I packed up our belongings, I began to wonder if he wouldn’t be too against a quicky in one of the upstairs bathrooms. It wouldn’t be terribly risky and it would be tons of fun. Not to mention unimaginably arousing. I leaned over and laid the idea on him. Forget me being a bit upset. Forget his wife being here only a few moments ago. Forget his nervousness earlier. I knew whom he really wanted and that was me. Besides, if he got me out his system now, he would have enough time to build up stamina for her later. A smile was all I needed to know to lead the way to be best fuck spot in the courthouse. A little used wing with a unisex bathroom that only had a camera going down the main hallway, not the side hallway the bathroom was actually located. I checked to make sure it was unoccupied. Of course it was and I proceeded to pull him inside and undress him from the waist down.

Kenshin gritted his teeth together to prevent himself from moaning as I took his length into my mouth and devoured the meat. I fondled his sack and tugged at them with a little more vigor than I was sure he would like, but the primal groan escaping deep within him told him he enjoyed it immensely. Kenshin put one hand on the back of my head and began to thrust into my throat. I struggled to take all of him, from tip to base, but I managed to contain him. His eyes were closed tightly, his stomach muscles contracting, trying to prevent his seed from shooting into the back of my throat and down to my belly. I continued to bob my head on his dick, his member slick and shining. I put my hand at the base and slowly began to jack him off, weaning him slowly from my mouth until only the tip was encased between my lips. My lover whimpered like a child for me to do more. I would do him one better. I stood up and looked into his lust-drunk eyes. He instinctively began to pull my skirt up and pulled my panties down to my knees. Skillful hands slid between my moist folds and I thought I was going to pass out. My legs felt weak and I had to brace myself against the wall. Noting my state, he sat on the sturdy sink and in a movement, I was looking down at him, his face between my legs, tongue buried deep inside of me. I clawed at the walls of the room, trying to escape from the torture he was forcing me to endure. It was my turn to place steady hands into slick hair to guide the head to its prize. He worked my jewel so skillfully I knew I was going to lay one onto his tongue. He wasn’t going to allow it, though.

He put me down, bent me forward and guided himself into me. I nearly cried out in pleasure as he began to fill me up. You would have thought I hadn’t gotten laid in eons. Kenshin rolled his hips and pulled my body to his ensure every inch of his arousal was covered with mine. He grabbed a portion of my hair and pulled it as he forced more of himself into me. Gods, how kinky, I thought to myself and I played with my bud. He smacked my ass and began to grind harder and harder. He grunted as the heat and friction between us started to build and out climax was approaching. I could barely contain my moans. A trickle of blood ran from my lips as I clamped down with my teeth. Kenshin grabbed my breast threw my shirt as the last of his assault was pounding into my walls and his body tensed up in reluctant release. A few more strokes ensued his body to shiver. I knew he did not want leave me, for I did not want him to pull out of me. But, we could not stay conjoined like that forever. He withdrew and gasped, my body trembling under his. Both of us panted as if we just ran a marathon. I sat on th cool tile floor, my legs extended towards his. He rubbed my thighs and looked at me with the eyes of a devoted lover. I smiled put my hand over his.

“You were quite frisky today,” I said, still gasping.

“Well, let’s say I felt in control all day...and I’ve wanted you all day,” he replied.

“Even with Tomoe there?”

“Hai,” he said without hesitation.

“Interesting,” I said, peeling myself off the floor. Kenshin looked at me with puzzled eyes and walked over to me.

“Interesting? That’s all you have to say?” He asked. Why was he making such a big deal about this?

“Yes, I do think it’s interesting. I hope you have finally gotten over your moral delimia. To be honest, I was shaken by her presense today. I’m glad you were able to collect youself.”

“Well, as I told you the last time we did this, I do lo–“

I put my hand up before he could say another word. We was not about to say that again. No, he didn’t mean it the first time and he was not about to lie again. I was not going to hear it. Fuck that bullshit. This was going to end and going to end now.

“No. You do not love me. You are not supposed to love me. We are coworkers. We fuck. We like each other. That’s it. It cannot be any more than that,” I nearly shouted, turning on the faucet to wash myself up. Kenshin looked at me defeated. I can’t believe this shit. I can’t.

“Kaoru, I didn’t mean to upset you. I know you didn’t want it like this.”

“Damn straight, I didn’t want it like this. Kenshin you are married. You are supposed to love your wife. We can’t do this anymore,” I said, fixing my clothes. I’d take a shower at home. I just needed to get out of here.

“What? Can’t do what?”

“This! Me and you! You broke the rules. You made it like this. After this case is over, I’m requesting Carter transfer me,” I said, my tone a feverish pitch. I had to take in a deep breath to calm down so he would understand. “Look, I am sorry it turned out like this. I love the sex. I like being with you. I like working with you, but I told you, I’m not trying to replace your wife. I’m not trying to be your woman. I can never be more than your lover. I will never be the woman you love.”

Kenshin turned me to him and looked me dead in the eye. I had never seen him so livid before. It was as if some force came over him. I only stood still as I prepared myself for whatever he was about to say to me.

“I do love my wife. I do. I don’t want to hurt her, but god, I want you so damn bad it hurts sometimes. It has to be more than just lust,” he said, shaking me.

“Kenshin...it is lust. There is nothing wrong with that. I want you, yes...but not as your woman. If you can’t deal with that, we will have to go our separate ways,” I said, my voice subdued. Somehow, I felt almost forced to say those words. It hurt me to say them. What they hell was going on with me.

“No...it doesn’t need to go there. I...I guess I just got a little caught up,” he apologized. Without saying another word, he began to clean himself up as well. An uncomfortable silent fell on us and an uneasiness filled the room. I was uncertain if we truly came to an understanding, or if we were simply pacifying the situation until it came up again. Either way, I was certain it would come up again and the next time it did, there was no way of knowing how it would turn out.