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Prompt 42 smut/nsfw Mitsuhide

alerialumina:

Ooh. With pleasure! I felt a modern AU vibe for this; I hope you enjoy! 

**WARNING: VERY NSFW. Read at your own discretion. **

Prompt 42: “Darling, I’ve told you not to do that.”

Aleria stopped by the precinct, very much aware that she’d be interrupting Mitsuhide. He’d been working non-stop on a case for going on two weeks, with barely a minute to spend with her. She’d worked hard on dinners that he’d missed, fell asleep wearing sexy lingerie because he’d come home hours after expected, and she’d had it. A woman had needs, damn it. 

So she’d dressed in his favorites. Mitsuhide wasn’t like other men. A short skirt and low cut top wouldn’t distract him. No, he was a man of singluar tasted. He liked the ‘in plain sight but completely overlooked’ details. Aleria chose a soft white blouse and paired it with his favorite knee-length skirt in his favorite color: a teal-ish blue with purple embroidery. On her neck, she wore the small gold chain he’d bought her. He’d told her it was his way of claiming her. 

Well, he’d neglected her for too long. 

With a wave at his closest coworkers, Officer Hideyoshi and Officer Masamune, she stepped into his office, noting that Mitsuhide’s head never lifted from the file he was so intently reading. 

In a cool, but slightly irritated voice, Mitsuhide spoke. “Is your brain so small and underdeveloped that you can’t follow a simple order? I’m certain I told everyone to stay out of my office until further notice.” 

Aleria shrugged. “I assumed I’d be exempt from such a rule, since I’m your wife and all.” 

Instantly, gold eyes flipped up in surprise. “Aleria. What are you doing here? You snuck in on me. Darling, I’ve told you not to do that.” 

For a moment, Aleria’s excitement deflated, and instantly Mitsuhide shook his head. “No, I’m sorry. Ignore me. I’m just frustrated from this case. I’m happy to see you.”

Aleria waved off his apology. She knew how it was. She didn’t begrudge him his work. Only his negligence of her. 

“No worries, love. I just came by to see if you were hungry. I brought lunch.” 

Mitsuhide lifted a single eyebrow. “You did? I see no evidence of this.” 

Aleria swallowed down her nerves, and discretely lifted the front of her skirt. On her pale blue thong was the image of a single strawberry. She smiled invitingly.”Do you see your evidence now, Detective Akechi?”

His eyes lit up. She knew he enjoyed it when she called him that. 

“You’re right,” he began, as he flipped the file on his desk closed and put it away. Mitsuhide stood, and moved to his blinds, closing them. “I’m starving.” 

He reached for the lock on the door behind her. 

Click.

His lips fastened on hers in the next instant. Aleria moaned into his desperate kiss, her arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him down to her. She smiled inwardly, when his arms locked around her waist. He picked her up and set her on the edge of his desk. In another instant, he slid her thong down her legs and put them in his pocket. He grinned wickedly, and Aleria realized she wouldn’t be getting those back today. 

As Mitsuhide knelt in front of her, her breathing quickened. His golden eyes were devoid of the earlier frustration. He was intently focused on her and she loved it. 

“Open your pretty legs for me, little mouse. I want to see you.”

A small blush crept up on her cheeks, eliciting a wicked grin from Mitsuhide. After a moment, she opened her legs, giving a clear view of her dripping core. Mitsuhide licked his lips, a look that nearly sent Aleria over the edge. He was so damn sexy.

Seconds later, his mouth slanted over her core. Aleria inhaled sharply as his tongue probed her most sensitive spot. 

Flick. Suck. Flick.  Ohhh…

Alera clenched her jaw shut as his mouth continued its assault. His tongue, lips and fingers teased her, tormented her, until she was pleading for mercy. 

“Mitsuhide…Please…” 

He yielded, his tongue flicking rapidly over her clit until she was moaning softly and convulsing through her climax. Only when he’d wrung every last drop of pleasure from her, did he relent. 

Aleria was gasping for breath and trembling, her cheeks flushed with color. Mitsuhide took the sight in and grinned. “Well, that was delicious, little mouse.” 

With a soft smile, Aleria stood and fixed her skirt. Once she was ‘righted’ Mitsuhide kissed her. Aleria found it erotic, the mix of the taste of his kiss and her pleasure.

When he’d finished plundering her mouth, she smiled wickedly. 

“My turn.” 

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