tampered | Log: Ongoing

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Log: Ongoing

When; October 25th
Rating; PG-13 right now, but will likely end up higher if Yoruichi gets her way.
Characters; Shihouin Yoruichi [

goddes_of_flash], Greed [

so_very_greedy]
Summary; Yoruichi goes to visit Greed and discuss ways to not be bored.
Log; The slender, dark-skinned young woman smiled as she came to a stop in front of the temple. Stretching, she arched her back and reached long arms over her head in a tendon-snapping stretch that would have seemed painful if not for the inhumanly flexible nature of her body.

"Well, this place looks interesting. Now, where did he get to?"

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She smirked, tossing dark ponytail over her shoulder. With practiced grace, she lept up onto the roof towards where his sillouette had vanished. Yellow eyes flickered back and forth, seeking his form.

"Is this meant to be a game? Because if so, it's not nice to play when one person doesn't know the rules."

He leapt down from a branch of the immense tree beside the temple, landing beside her.

"Gotcha'!"

He playfully tried to grab leap over and grab at her.

"What's up, chick?"

She easily evaded his grasp with a quick flip of her body, pivoting on her hands to swivel around and face him before standing back up, raising an eyebrow as she did so. With a slight chuckle, she shook her head.

"Nothing much. Though I have to say, you'll have to try a LOT harder then that if you're planning to try and catch me like that. I thought you said you hadn't met a woman you couldn't handle?"

"Ah, but I don't really fight women, just light sparring. In a true battle, you'd see," he laughed.

He sidled up to her and knelt, taking her hand and gently kissing the top, then gently kissing her palm and fingertips.

"This is something very different," he lightly growled, standing and putting his arms around her.

She grinned, feline eyes narrowed slightly in a semi-feral manner.

"So I see."

Yoruichi watched as he kissed her hand, somewhat amused at his attitude. He was definitely interesting. As he stood, arms sliding around her smaller form, she let her fingertips walk their way up his arms to rest on his shoulders before trailing one finger down across his shoulder and along his collarbone.

"Very different indeed."

Greed felt along the smooth muscles in her arms, tracing them back up to her shoulder to gently caress her neck. He moved in to kiss her, sealing his lips tightly against and gently probing her mouth with his tongue. His other hand went around her waist, pulling her in.

"I try so very hard to be unique," he smirked, kissing just under her jawline.

She closed her eyes slowly as his fingertips explored the tracery of muscle and skin that wrapped around the long bones of her arms. A faint purr escaped her throat as his kneading fingers worked their way up to her neck.

Mmm...I bet he'd be a damn good massause...I'll have to remember to ask for one later.

She smirked slightly against his kiss, willfulness leading her to deny his tongue the entrance it craved. At least, for now. As his lips traced down to her jawline, she chuckled slightly at his words.

"Unique... Well then that is one thing that we have in common, it would seem. Though I imagine that we are unique for different reasons. Or are you also flexible enough that you could actually do it when someone tells you to kiss your ass goodbye?"

She let her long fingers slide up the back of his neck to tangle themselves into his dark hair. With a slight growl and a yank, she tugged his head back and kissed him, tongue pushing past his lips to glide along his tongue.

"If that's what turns your crank, YES," he said, his own slit pupils focusing on hers.

He wrestled her tongue with his own, gradually moving to the floor of the training area. He moved one hand up to roughly caress one of her breasts, feeling the soft flesh through the fabric.

"Whatever the lady wants."

"Hmph..and here I thought I was the only one. Though it'll be nice to not be the ONLY one who's flexible enough to make things even more fun."

She let him push her back onto the floor, perfectly happy to flip the dominant role back and forth between them. Afterall, the unpredictability was half the fun of it. But that didn't mean she was just going to lie there and take it. Oh no. Maybe some women were turned on by the submissive role, but not Shihouin Yoruichi. Purring like a kitten, she arched her back, pushing the swell of her breasts further into his wandering hand. This was definitely proving to be a break from the boredom.

"Not very often I find such an exotic woman around," he said, throwing his jacket aside and phasing his shirt into his skin, "I'll be sure to make it fun."

He began to hungrily pull her shirt up, feeling out her body and clamping his mouth around a pert nipple, his tongue circling and teasing the flesh in his mouth. One of his hands moved down between them and started to fiddle with his belt, as his trousers and quite a bit painful to wear right now, as could probably be surmised from the rather large bulge straining against his in-seam.

"A woman with full breasts," he suckled at her tit.

"Soft mocha-skin," he felt her neck and collarbones.

"And built like a fighter," he said, tracing his tongue along her abs.

The purr turned into a low moan as his lips found her nipple, fingers threading themselves through his hair. She was mildly surprised as his shirt simply vanished, but she simply shrugged and grinned. Just made it that much easier, afterall. Her breath caught as his tongue dragged along the lines of her abdominal muscles, and she bit her lip as her fingers tightened convulsively around his hair. That felt GOOD. In fact, the sensitivity of her stomach was one of the reasons why she spent so much time as a cat. There wasn't much that compared to the hot tingles that ran down her spine from the simple act of laying on her back in Kisuke's lap and having his long fingers scratching the fur-covered skin of her stomach.

"Mmmm....so many years spent as head of the special forces division usually lends itself to that."

He chuckled as he kissed the rest of the way down her stomach, to her pelvic bone. Not being on for restraints, he quickly went about trying to undo the obtrusive clothing.

"Heh. I knew you were a bad-ass chick," he said, licking his lips.

Farther down, his hand had finally undone his own belt and pants. There was an audible sigh of relief as he shimmied them down and off, his own manhood springing out and bobbing with each heartbeat.

With a smirk, she took advantage of his slight shift in position to roll them over, her on top of him. Raising one eyebrow, she closed her eyes as her form shrank into that of a black cat before it grew larger again, returning to her human form. Lacking the clothes she'd been wearing before, however. Carefully folding her hands in a way that seemed so remniscent of the cat she was, she peered down at him over the curve of her breasts before sliding hands up his chest to flatten his wrists to the ground. With a whispered few words, the Kidoh took effect, binding his hands to the floor. She licked her lips and chuckled, leaning over to drag her tongue along his collarbone. It was HER turn now.

"Mmmm...that I am. Very bad-ass, in fact."

Well now, THIS was certainly a new twist.

"Eh? What the heck?" he grunted, trying to move his arms, "What the hell was that? That's actually pretty useful!"

He grinned at her from his position.

"Looks to me like the cat caught a very big mouse. The question is, now what?" he teased.

She laughed, the throaty chuckle vibrating against his skin as her tongue continued to caress the lines of muscle on his neck and shoulders.

"THAT was Kidoh. A high-level Shinigami technique. In this case, a binding spell. And yes, it comes in very handy in situatiions like this one. As for what the cat is going to do...."

She flattened her body against his, breasts pressed against his stomach as she licked a line down his chest.

"You should know that all cats like to play with their prey before they deal the final blow."

She slid slowly down his torso, fingers and tongue tracing the lines of his abs, tongue pausing to dip into his navel momentarily and swirl around it before she slid further down. Resting one arm on either thigh, she fixed slitted yellow eyes on his as the tip of her tongue slid out to run along the tip of his cock.

His whole body jumped slightly at the contact of her rough tongue on his most sensitive spot. He arched his back and tested the Kidoh in frustration.

"Ah...shit!" he hollered, soon settling back down, "Damn, Yoru-chan, you've got a tongue like mine!"

He couldn't resist a slight jerk of his hips, almost bumping her in the face with his cock.

"That kinda' treatment could kill a guy!" he chuckled.

With a smirk and a low chuckle, she pulled her head back as his hips arched up, denying him further contact. As his body relaxed again, she followed it down, letting her rough tongue slide slowely around the head in a lazy circle before slipping down in a long lick all the way down the underside to the base.

"Aww, poor baby. And here I thought you said you could handle me?"

Teasing was one thing, but there was a limit to every man's control. The Kidoh was strong, but the floor beneath it wasn't nearly so.

"Oh, really?" he smirked, flexing his arms again. As his inhuman muscles strained, the floor behind his hands creaked and groan, until it finally gave in a splintering of wood. Having lost purchase with the ground, the Kidoh was rendered in-active.

He stood upright for a moment, in more ways than one, and quickly knelt over her, almost straddling.

"As you were sayin'?"

She had to admit that she was surprised. She certainly hadn't expected him to break the Kidoh, but neither had she expected him to have the forsight to simply break the floor. Dark eyebrows raised in a mix of surprise and admiration for his strength as she grinned up at him.

"Mmm...I guess I should have used a stronger Kidoh. Oh well, there's always other options."

She slid foreward on her stomach, raising her head slightly to wrap her lips around his cock as her tongue resumed it's swirling motions.

Greed's knees turned to jelly when he felt the warm mouth on tongue on the head of his cock. That was certainly an effective method of attack. He fell to his knees, curling his fingers in her hair and beginning to thrust his hips. A deep groan issued from him as she worked.

"Ah....like...that..." he breathed.

She couldn't help but smirk inwardly at his reaction. Worked every time. It was the way men were. Big talk, but a little bit of strategically-applied tongue action and they turned to butter. But, turning them into a melted puddle was half the fun. She felt his fingers twine themselves into her hair, the tie holding her ponytail up beginning to loosen with his tugging. With a slight shake of her head, it came undone completely, sending a shower of deep violet locks cascading down over her back and shoulders. Feeling his hips beginning to buck against her, she obliged, letting his shaft slide farther down her throat as her tongue glided along the underside, tough surface teasing sensitive flesh.

He visibly shook, rocking back and forth against her while contented sighs escaped his lips. His hips began to speed up, his control beginning to weaken.

"Ah! Y...Yoru-chan...!" he panted, his grip starting to shake slightly.

With a small smile, she slid him even further into her mouth, adjusting her angle so that she could take him in entirely, lips stretched around the base of his cock as her tongue twisted patterns on the hot veined skin.

Hmph, he won't last much longer...looks like I get the short end of this deal.

With a loud grunt, he came. He cocks grew in her mouth and pulsed several times, each large burst of cum eliciting another animalistic grunt from him. He soon finishes and pulls back a few feet.

"Damn it, girl!" he laughed, his still hard cock bobbing in the breeze, "That was a great warm-up!"

He immediately straddled her again.

"But ya' see, only human males need downtime. Greed goes all night. Homunculi never need food, sleep, or recharge time. Perks of the species, ya' see."

Well. THAT was certainly handy to know. Especially seeing as she'd been about ready to concede that she'd leave this encounter in a rather 'frustrated' state. Eyes widening slightly as he flipped her over onto her back, she smiled and licked her lips, supple tongue slicking all traces of cum from her face as she glanced up at him with a challenging smirk.

"Well that's a good thing. I was getting ready to write you off as a disappointment."

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