Wicked Games

Caught

"You wanna lose those charges don't you?" You playfully tease as you point a gun point blank range at Sousuke's head.

He glares up at you, eyes flat, "When I said I would do anything to get out of these charges, I didn't mean this."

"Don't give me that crap boy. You're lucky I'm not throwing you into the backseat of the police car right now. You should be thanking me." You say coldly at the dark haired man, whose currently kneeling down in front of you.

Sousuke turns his face away, averting his eyes away from you.

You frown seeing that he hasn't lost his attitude yet.

"Disobeying a direct order from a federal officer is some bad luck, kid. Should I remind you that I could change my mind and put you in jail?" You press the gun muzzle on his temple.

Sousuke closes his eyes, seeming to be thinking over his options.

"I'm not asking for much here. Just your cooperation." You push, growing slightly impatient.

"Alright fine. If I do this, you'll let me go without any charges right?"

Your eyes flicker with deception. "You have my word."

He stared at you for another couple seconds before speaking again, "I would shake on it, but my hands are cuffed to this damn chair."

A smile tugged on your lips.

"And take that damn gun out of my face." He growled.

"No can do. This is here just in case you decide to pull any funny business."

"Funny business? I just agreed to do this didn't I?" Sousuke scoffs as he backs away and tugs on the handcuffs that are around the chair leg several times.

You lean back into the chair and let your breath out, crossing your arms. "The sooner you start, the sooner you can leave."

You glance over at Rin who is patiently sitting in the drivers side of the police car, feet kicked up on the dashboard, reading a magazine. You're slightly surprised he hasn't said anything yet. He must be enjoying this.

Reluctantly Sousuke leans his head deep in between your thighs. You can feel his warm breath blowing into you. That alone gave you chills.

His mouth forms a small O as he kisses along your pink layers. Slipping his tongue out, he licks from bottom to top. Dragging his tongue down from where your cheeks meet, slowly moving up to your clitoris, and circles the bulb repeatedly.

You bite your lip and groan. Oh yes.

Sousuke inhales through his mouth, gathering up a small section of your vaginal lips in between his teeth. Keeping tension on his new captive, he suckles on your salty sheets.

"Oohh!" You breathe aloud tilting your head back.

Looking back down to the man, you could see his eyes staring right up at you. Before you had time to question anything, Sousuke bites down on your sensitive layers. The sharp pain makes you yelp, signaling your brain to kick your right leg into his crotch, causing his hands to jerk away from you, resulting to snapping the fragile wooden chair leg in half.

"You little-!?" You swing the gun towards Sousuke but he hit it out of your hand, sending it spinning several feet away from you.

The three-legged chair topples over with you still in it. You prop yourself up with both your elbows. "What the fuck dude. Do you want to go to jail?"

Rin busts out laughing from inside the police car and you shoot a glare at him. You hear Sousuke chuckle and you grumble, turning away onto your hands and knees to crawl over to where your gun landed.