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Log; Complete
When; September 30
Rating; R
Characters; Naoto (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
naoto_two) and Rob Lucci (gtfoplzkthnx)
Summary; They're neighbors, barely friends. But when both are hit with the No-Inhibitions curse...
Log;
Lucci was putting on his suit jacket when he realized he didn't want to wear it. It felt too restricting, and with Naoto coming over...
He mentally scolded himself for such thoughts. Nevertheless, he tossed the jacket onto the couch and loosened his tie. Then he thought, Screw the tie, and yanked it from around his neck. He tossed that on the couch too, not caring that it ended in a pile on the floor. He unfastened the top two buttons his shirt for good measure.
Before he could stop to think about what he was doing, the doorbell rang and he answered it. Naoto stood in the doorway in an outfit completely opposite of her usual black skirt. Vaguely, Lucci wondered if she knew modesty. But then it was like the leopard in the Devil Fruit took over his mind, and he pulled her into his apartment without a second thought.
"Lucci-san, I--" she stammered, startled by his strength. "I... hope you don't mind me here."
"No, not at all." He made sure to lock his door. "It's a pleasure having you."
Her lips twisted into an unusually devious smile. "I'm glad." She gazed around his apartment; she'd never been in it before. "You're pretty clean, for a man."
"Is that so?"
"Well, my teacher's house was clean because it was empty, but you own things and they're not scattered around."
He stood at her shoulder, closer than he expected of himself, but she didn't seem to mind. "Why have a mess? It's a bitch to deal with. I'm not a normal man, anyway."
"Yes, yes--you're a cat, too, aren't you." Naoto roamed around the room, inspecting various pieces of furniture and decoration. She reached the spot where Hattori was perched; he cocked his head to the side in typical pigeon fashion. "That's strange, though. A bird will willingly obey a cat."
Lucci followed her leisurely, trying to force said cat out of his head. "I've had Hattori for a while. He's used to it now."
"Well, I'd hope so." She collapsed on the couch, running a hand through her short hair, the other fingering the knot of the choker around her neck.
The man sat down next to her and pushed her hand away, then promptly untied the knot. He paused for a fraction of a second--What the hell was he doing?--but the hesitation evaporated when his fingertips brushed the skin of her neck. The leopard pounced.
Neither stopped to think about what they were doing. They were barely friends, forced thus by neighborly courtesy and the City's sadistic hobby, but it no longer mattered as Lucci overwhelmed Naoto, smothering her with curse-induced passion. She'd grown up preserved, untouched, but even that did not stop instinct. Before long, they were a tangled pile of skin and sweat, their clothes dumped unceremoniously on the floor. It dimly crossed their minds that he now claimed her purity.
"That was your first time," he said hoarsely into her neck.
"Yes," she murmured, absently running fingers through his wavy locks.
"Not bad."
She looked down at the top of his head, taken aback by his blunt appraisal. "Lucci-san..."
He raised himself onto his elbows, leaning over her to kiss her chastely on the lips. "Not bad for a virgin," he affirmed. "You have a lot to learn."
Naoto smiled, sighing into another kiss. "You'll be the one to teach me?" she teased.
"If you want."
Hattori cooed loudly but his protests were ignored; the bird would have sighed if he were capable. Instead, he fluttered over to another room to shut the sights and sounds from his head.
Rating; R
Characters; Naoto (
naoto_two) and Rob Lucci (gtfoplzkthnx)Summary; They're neighbors, barely friends. But when both are hit with the No-Inhibitions curse...
Log;
Lucci was putting on his suit jacket when he realized he didn't want to wear it. It felt too restricting, and with Naoto coming over...
He mentally scolded himself for such thoughts. Nevertheless, he tossed the jacket onto the couch and loosened his tie. Then he thought, Screw the tie, and yanked it from around his neck. He tossed that on the couch too, not caring that it ended in a pile on the floor. He unfastened the top two buttons his shirt for good measure.
Before he could stop to think about what he was doing, the doorbell rang and he answered it. Naoto stood in the doorway in an outfit completely opposite of her usual black skirt. Vaguely, Lucci wondered if she knew modesty. But then it was like the leopard in the Devil Fruit took over his mind, and he pulled her into his apartment without a second thought.
"Lucci-san, I--" she stammered, startled by his strength. "I... hope you don't mind me here."
"No, not at all." He made sure to lock his door. "It's a pleasure having you."
Her lips twisted into an unusually devious smile. "I'm glad." She gazed around his apartment; she'd never been in it before. "You're pretty clean, for a man."
"Is that so?"
"Well, my teacher's house was clean because it was empty, but you own things and they're not scattered around."
He stood at her shoulder, closer than he expected of himself, but she didn't seem to mind. "Why have a mess? It's a bitch to deal with. I'm not a normal man, anyway."
"Yes, yes--you're a cat, too, aren't you." Naoto roamed around the room, inspecting various pieces of furniture and decoration. She reached the spot where Hattori was perched; he cocked his head to the side in typical pigeon fashion. "That's strange, though. A bird will willingly obey a cat."
Lucci followed her leisurely, trying to force said cat out of his head. "I've had Hattori for a while. He's used to it now."
"Well, I'd hope so." She collapsed on the couch, running a hand through her short hair, the other fingering the knot of the choker around her neck.
The man sat down next to her and pushed her hand away, then promptly untied the knot. He paused for a fraction of a second--What the hell was he doing?--but the hesitation evaporated when his fingertips brushed the skin of her neck. The leopard pounced.
Neither stopped to think about what they were doing. They were barely friends, forced thus by neighborly courtesy and the City's sadistic hobby, but it no longer mattered as Lucci overwhelmed Naoto, smothering her with curse-induced passion. She'd grown up preserved, untouched, but even that did not stop instinct. Before long, they were a tangled pile of skin and sweat, their clothes dumped unceremoniously on the floor. It dimly crossed their minds that he now claimed her purity.
"That was your first time," he said hoarsely into her neck.
"Yes," she murmured, absently running fingers through his wavy locks.
"Not bad."
She looked down at the top of his head, taken aback by his blunt appraisal. "Lucci-san..."
He raised himself onto his elbows, leaning over her to kiss her chastely on the lips. "Not bad for a virgin," he affirmed. "You have a lot to learn."
Naoto smiled, sighing into another kiss. "You'll be the one to teach me?" she teased.
"If you want."
Hattori cooed loudly but his protests were ignored; the bird would have sighed if he were capable. Instead, he fluttered over to another room to shut the sights and sounds from his head.